Chapter 1122: Netherstone

The rusty stone chips kept falling.

In the blink of an eye, it fell to the ground.

Fang Yue's method of opening the stone skin was extremely delicate, his expression focused, and he had a strong sense of precision every time he fell.

If you are not a professional calcite, it is difficult to do this. There are stone patterns inside the rough stone. If you can't see through the veins of the stone pattern, it is easy to be eaten back by the rough stone and damage the materials inside the rough stone.

Only a professional calcite person can achieve such a delicate and delicate.

In a moment, all the stone chips fell.

An egg-sized stone appeared in Fang Yue's hand.

This stone, a cloud of gray, surrounded by strands of pure and incomparable death power.

"Netherstone..."

Shen Fan looked at Fang Yue in the distance in a complicated manner.

Netherstone is a material that is only needed for cultivation to at least the level above the leader level.

It is extremely expensive, but it is the best choice for tempering the Nether Body.

In addition, Netherstone has many magical uses.

A thumb-sized Netherstone, the price of the Sun God Clan is one hundred thousand low-grade witch stone.

A piece the size of an egg...at least worth a million witch stones!

Millions of inferior witch stones.

Shen Fan took a breath as he thought about it.

This calcite makes money so much, the smallest piece of rough stone is worth a million low-grade witch stone.

Fang Yue, this super mother, is a local tyrant himself, a big dog, who is still using to provide him with resources?

What's more, the Netherstone is hard to come by. You can't buy it with gold.

The appearance of the Netherstone has already moved Shen Fan a little.

The landlord’s family has no surplus!

Although it was a **** statue that survived the last civilization era, Shen Fan did not have such a resource as Netherstone in his hands.

Fortunately, the Netherstone is only a material at the master level. Although Shen Fan is moved, he can barely restrain it if it is a higher resource.

Shen Fan can't guarantee that he won't grab it!

Goddess Mengyun glanced at Shen Fan.

"I think Fang Yue is quite capable, at least, his ability is on his own."

The words of Goddess Mengyun made Shen Fan's face a gloomy look.

However, Shen Fan did not speak in the end, he just looked at Fang Yue and Nether Stone in the distance.

A Netherstone is nothing, but Fang Yue still has a lot of rough stones in his hands.

Fang Yue handed the Netherworld Stone to Uncle Zuo, and he trusted Uncle Zuo's character.

It's just a piece of Netherstone, and it won't turn them back.

Afterwards, Fang Yue untied the second rough stone.

This piece is the second smallest rough stone.

But the resources in it are not as valuable as Fang Yue imagined.

Hundreds of witch stones with large mung beans.

A puff of gray dust spread all over the ground.

"Medium-grade witch stones account for 80%, and high-grade witch stones account for 20%!"

Fang Yue was a little sorry.

In the process of dissection, he vaguely knew that this would be the result.

In fact, the value of these witch stones is not low, because the quality is high, if they are exchanged for low-grade witch stones, they are also worth at least 20,000 to 30,000.

However, the first rough stone was dissected, and it was a Netherstone. People's expectations were too high, so there would inevitably be some gaps in their hearts.

"Fang Yue, it's already pretty good. You can't be too greedy. After all, it's just a high-level stone monster in the rotation realm. It is an unexpected surprise to be able to draw out a Netherstone!"

Uncle Zuo comforted Fang Yue.

Although there was a loss in his eyes, he was an old-fashioned guy after all.

He saw some things more transparently than Fang Yue.

"Hmm! There is still a big one!"

Fang Yue took out the largest piece of rough stone and polished and cut it a little bit. On the top of this rough stone, he portrayed the yin and yang formations of Liangyi.

The level of the Liangyi Yin-Yang Formation is considered to be the higher one among the suppressed rough stones.

Even if Fang Yue engraved it, it was sweating like rain, and his face was a little pale.

It was not that Fang Yue was too careful, but that he had a vague hunch.

The stuff in this rough stone is extraordinary, it may even be a small stone king.

The stone is cut open.

A piece of golden light shines.

A metalized little monkey suddenly jumped out of it.

"Metal psychic, this is psychic gold and jade!"

Before Fang Yue took the initiative to suppress, Shen Fan was already striding over.

Psychic gold and jade are all very temptations for him.

This is the core material of the saint's casting artifact, rare, rare, and infinite value!

"Who?"

Shen Fan is fast, but there is still some distance after all.

Fang Yue is close at hand, how could the fat in his mouth be robbed!

He sealed the psychic gold and jade first, tore the space, and threw it into the storage space of another dimension.

Fang Yue also knows that psychic gold and jade, this is the material that can be used to create a great saint-level magic weapon.

Unexpectedly, a stone monster at the rotation level could actually explode such a good thing.

Of course, the size of this psychic gold jade is not very large, and a hundred pieces may not be able to cast a great saint-level magical tool.

"Shen Fan, you passed!"

The goddess Mengyun arrived first.

She stood in front of Fang Yue and coldly reprimanded Shen Fan.

Shen Fan grabbed Fang Yue's things in front of her.

Does he still have his own master in his eyes?

"Goddess of Mengyun, please get out of the way. That thing is the material for casting the saint's magical tools. Everyone is innocent, and they are guilty of crimes. I am saving him!"

Shen Fan did not retreat, but rather plausibly.

Fang Yue heard the words and understood that those who came were not good.

This is not his home court, and he has no qualifications to export.

As soon as he turned around, Fang Yue ran towards the depths of the mine.

He doesn't know whether the Goddess Mengyun can protect him, and he doesn't dare to bet!

Fang Yue is not used to surrendering his life to the victim.

What's more, he is not familiar with the goddess Mengyun.

"Fang Yue!"

The goddess of Mengyun called Fang Yue.

The deeper the mine, the more dangerous it is.

Is he going to die?

"Little beast, leave things behind if you die!"

Seeing Tuqiong Dagger, Shen Fan was in a hurry and didn't even bother to pretend.

The goddess Mengyun gave Shen Fan a cold look.

"It's all good things you did. If Fang Yue has a long and two shortcomings, from then on, you and I will have to go back and forth again! Even if we meet next time, we will be enemies!"

Goddess Mengyun is also a decisive person.

Shen Fan will not give her face, and she will not give Shen Fan a good face.

Shen Fan's face was gloomy and he did not pursue.

In this mine, there are many crises, and he can't guarantee that he can retreat completely.

How is the idol?

This mine is connected to an ancient battlefield.

Among them, it is said that even Xuxian has been buried more than one.

"Humph!"

Shen Fan walked away.

Mengyun goddess watched Shen Fan leave.

"Fang Yue, you can come back, Shen Fan has already left!"

The goddess Mengyun spoke to the deep mine.

Soon, Fang Yue strolled back.

He didn't go far and went deep into the mine, just to show Shen Fan.

Fang Yue was afraid of death. What was the difference between dying in Shen Fan's hands and dying in a mine.

Therefore, he only went deeper for a few hundred meters, and he managed to restrain his breath to the extreme. With good luck, he did not encounter any danger.

"Little slippery."

The goddess Mengyun scolded with a smile and saw that Fang Yue was okay, she was gradually relieved. If Fang Yue really died under her nose, she really didn't know how to explain to the dead Mo Yu.

"Thank you Goddess for your rescue!"

Fang Yue clasped his fists and said rather solemnly.

If it weren't for the Goddess of Mengyun, this clone of oneself would definitely not be able to be kept.

Shen Fan's aura is no longer weaker than Fang Yue has ever seen a great Saint-level powerhouse. If he unlocks layers of gene locks, even among the great Saint-level powerhouses, he will be considered a leader.

"No thanks. This is what I should do. This time, you are frightened, but I promise, there will be no next time! However, what Shen Fan said just now is correct, everyone is not guilty, and he is guilty. It’s useless to keep the Netherstone and psychic gold jade in your hands. It's better to sell it to me. I will satisfy you in terms of price."

The beautiful eyes of Goddess Mengyun fell on Fang Yue's body.

Fang Yue shook his head slightly and said, "This thing is divided into two to eight. I only have 20% ownership. The bulk depends on Meng Da and Uncle Zuo."

"It's all on the orders of the goddess."

Zuo Shufa's reaction was quick.

Both his and Meng Da's lives were saved by the goddess Mengyun.

They are only two stones, so they will not oppose Mengyun Goddess.

"Okay! These two stones are very valuable, and I also know that, why not restore the strength of you two to the second level of Yin and Yang realm, and then give Fang Yue 12,000 middle-grade witch stones? ?"

Goddess Mengyun spoke, and to be honest, her offer is not low.

The exchange ratio of low-grade witch stone to middle-grade witch stone is nominally one hundred to one.

But when it is really exchanged, it is always one hundred ten to one hundred twenty to one.

The reason is simple, the more pure the witch stone, the greater the degree of improvement for practitioners, because it is pure, because there are fewer impurities.

Giving Fang Yue 12,000 middle-grade witches' stones was already considered a high price. After all, Fang Yue only accounted for 20%.

As for Uncle Zuo and Meng Da, they are overjoyed. They want to restore their strength, and they definitely cannot be supported by simple resources.

The second level of Yin-Yang realm, although much weaker than their heyday.

But compared to the decadence of these years, it is already quite good.

"You two don't be happy too early, this time helping you restore some of your strength, not just because of these two stones. In recent years, border conflicts have become more frequent. The Destroyer is not very peaceful, I am afraid Big things are going to happen again!"

The words of Goddess Mengyun seemed like a basin of cold water poured down.

Uncle Zuo smiled bitterly: "Are you going to let us old bones play again?"

"It's just an omen. I hope it's my wrong judgment. The temporary situation has not deteriorated to this level. But you two, first prepare and improve your strength as soon as possible in a short time. Without resources, I want to help you too. Powerless."

Goddess Mengyun stopped talking.

Just quietly looked at Zuo Shu and Meng Da.

"Thank you Mengyun Goddess for your guidance!"

Uncle Zuo deeply bowed to the goddess Mengyun.

This point is kindness.

"What the **** is the border? Is the opponent a destroyer?"

Fang Yue was ignorant and didn't know much about the Sun God Clan. He listened to the conversation between Goddess Mengyun and Uncle Zuo like a second fool.

The Goddess Mengyun sighed softly: "Your realm is not enough, you don't need to know it."

Mengyun goddess did not say, Fang Yue did not ask much.

The 12,000 middle-grade witch stone is enough for him to use for a while.

"Fang Yue, you should also keep the middle-grade and high-grade witches from the rough stone. These days, you have given us a lot of resources, and we don’t have much of your share. What we need most is recovery. Spirit and blood, witch stone does not do much to us. If you give it to you, it will be more able to play the residual heat."

Fang Yue didn't decline either, but directly responded.

The worst thing he has now is Wu Shi.