Chapter 1140: Good harvest

"Phoenix's heart, saint saint bloodline!"

Kardashian, who was observing in the dark, showed a surprised expression. These things are considered treasures even if they are placed in the Galaxy Bank.

There is no qualification to connect at her level.

What kind of background does my opponent in this investigation have?

It is a legendary ability, Kardashian is not even sure, apart from Que Fang Yue, whether there is anyone else among the billions of creatures in the vast galaxy that can do this.

Fang Yue seemed to unconsciously glanced in Kardashian's direction.

Kardashian was immediately stiff, as if by Lei Cheng.

What kind of eyes are those, as deep as a huge black hole.

Kardashian even felt that her soul was drawn into it by the swirling gaze, unable to extricate herself from it!

She seemed to be able to hear the sound of the beating heart in her chest, which became the only sound that could be heard in her world.

Kardashian felt as if she was isolated by the whole world. She completely became an isolated individual, living helplessly in this familiar and unfamiliar world.

After a long time, the peeling feeling gradually faded.

She returned to that familiar world again, the flowers were still so delicate and beautiful, and the grasses were still so tender.

But Kardashian understood that there was something more in his soul.

That was the brand that Fang Yue left her with his eyes, so that she would never be able to say what she had just seen.

Speaking with the law, the heart of the phoenix, the blood of the saint of sword...

When Kardashian looked at Fang Yue's back again, she felt that this seemingly harmless young man had actually mastered a terrifying power like a **** or a monster.

"I, I feel like my body is cut apart!"

Gong Qianqian slowly opened his eyes, but his small face was still pale.

She seemed to have been fished out of the water. She was wet all over and there was no clean place.

Combining the blood of the saint sword, she was subjected to extremely violent shock and test.

Even though Gong Qianqian is talented in terms of sword technique, there is still a gap between the requirements of the blood of the sword.

This time, Gong Qianqian only refined less than one-third of the saintly blood.

However, she already has the qualifications to use the blood of the saint saint, and to use the triple power sword technique!

The remaining blood needs to be slowly integrated into her soul as she progresses in the sword technique.

Until she completely refines the blood of the saint of swordsman, she can be like Liu Xiangnan before, with a sword that is ten times more powerful!

"Thank you for your gift, Qianqian will never forget this kindness!"

Gong Qianqian respected Yue earnestly, this is no longer a question of pure kindness!

The bloodline of the saint sword is the bloodline talent that every sword practitioner dreams of. It can not only enhance the explosive power of the sword technique, but also make their understanding of the road of swords more profound and clear.

This bloodline is priceless, and it is not comparable to ordinary low-level bloodlines.

At this time, Gong Qianqian didn't know what he had to do to repay Fang Yue.

Fang Yue glanced at Gong Qianqian with a smile.

"You are Yunshan's teacher and give you a little reward, which is what my brother should do! If what I expected is not bad, you have reached the critical point of breaking through the next small realm. If you have time, find a place to break through. In this turbulent world, realm and strength are the most powerful life-saving capital!"

The blood of the saint saint is not only a blood, but also contains immense and vast energy.

Even if it is only 30% refining, it is enough to push Gong Qianqian's cultivation base to the peak of this level, reaching a critical point.

If it is all refining, at least it can make Gong Qianqian's realm wait another three or two steps!

Gong Qianqian sat up cross-legged without saying a word.

Where is the safe place in Jingnan that will be conquered by Dark Moon creatures?

Fang Yue was guarding the road beside him, but here was the safest place.

Fang Yue showed a slightly surprised look, and then couldn't help but smile: "The master Qianqian found is really a very interesting person!"

Ignoring Gong Qianqian who was sitting next to him cultivating, Fang Yue looked at Fang Yunshan very seriously.

"Yun Shan, although this accumulation is a good thing, too much accumulation will make your breakthrough more difficult! Your brother is a typical example. My deity can already fight the saints without falling behind, but now Still trapped in the first level of Rotating Realm, it is too late to break through! This accumulation, if it is too strong, will hinder the advancement of the cultivation base, like me, maybe thousands of years later, it may not be able to Ascend to the level of Yin-Yang realm."

There was a bitterness in Fang Yue's smile.

If it wasn't that the deity's progress was too slow, why should he create one clone after another to replace the deity to practice and walk in the world.

Every time a great realm is advanced, the magic power will be doubled and pure.

The realm is humble, and if you leapfrog one's ranks, you will suffer a big loss in mana.

Fang Yunshan nodded seriously, remembering his brother's teachings.

This is the experience summed up by Fang Yue's personal experience, and every point is the most reasonable saying.

"One thought transforms the world and speaks with the law. Such a method should be invincible in the rotation realm. What Fang Yue owes is only the realm. If his realm is more detached, maybe even a strong person in the Yin-Yang realm can easily be crushed. Pressure."

Kardashian was frightened, and Fang Yue and Liu Xiangnan's fight just now made her almost involved.

It was just an aftermath of spilled energy, which almost broke her body and caused her to fall.

Kardashian can guarantee that even among the many little arrogances cultivated in the Galaxy Bank, there are few people who can match the two. When they are at the rotation level, they definitely do not have such terrible combat power and might.

"Yun Shan, you have all the storage bags of these three people! The resources in them are quite rich, they are enough to support you to break through to the next small realm in a short time."

Fang Yue carefully instructed Kardashian to speed up her practice and step into a higher realm as soon as possible.

Afterwards, Fang Yue's aura clone turned into a ray of aura again and disappeared in Fang Yunshan's body.

Fang Yunshan clenched his fists, her small face tense.

"Don't worry, brother, I won't be your drag."

In a troubled city.

A grand auction is about to open.

The black market is a branch of the black market boxing arena.

On weekdays, the black market stores will hold three small-scale auctions a day. The number of items sold will not be large each time, but each item is guaranteed to be of high quality.

And every ten days, this black market store will hold a large-scale auction, inviting representatives of all major forces to come, and the number of items on sale is more, rare and rare!

The black market boxing ring gave Fang Yue a ticket to the black market store once every ten days.

The person who delivered the ticket was Li Qing.

The news of Fang Yue's calcination in the black market was spread quickly in the black market as if he had put on his wings.

As one of the directors of the black market boxing arena, Li Qing is even more exquisite.

He can get this kind of gossip faster than anyone else.

Fang Yue was a genius he discovered and won ten consecutive victories in the black market boxing arena.

This identity, to a certain extent, represented Fang Yue being branded on the black market boxing arena.

If Fang Yue only knows how to fight bravely, his ten-game winning streak in the world is not worthy of Li Qing's excessive attention.

But the problem is that Fang Yue knows therapeutic witchcraft, and also has a unique talent for smelting stones.

Such a special talent, in terms of value alone, is even more than a player with ten consecutive victories at the rotation level.

Li Qing will naturally not leave it in the cold.

"If this invitation falls on the black market, it will be worth more than one million low-grade witch stones. The ten-day auction will not be eligible for everyone to participate! Only some truly rich or powerful Representative, only then can you have the right to enter. This is a status symbol, a manifestation of status and honor! And everything in this auction will make you feel that it is worth the money!"

Li Qing kept tempting Fang Yue.

Fang Yue lacks interest.

The auction takes half a day once it is held. Fang Yue's time is tight and can't afford to delay.

"The tickets for this auction are really so valuable?"

Holding the ticket, Fang Yue looked at Li Qing with piercing eyes.

"Of course!"

Li Qing straightened his chest and said, "Each auction will only issue a total of 1,008 tickets. Each ticket is hard to find, even if it is rich, it is impossible for ordinary people to buy it."

"Then I will sell this ticket for me. I only need 900,000 low-grade witch stones, and the rest will be treated as a labor fee for you?"

Fang Yue handed the ticket to Li Qing.

The smile on Li Qing's face suddenly stiffened.

What is this special code?

He stayed in the black market boxing arena for such a long time, any player who received the ticket would be ecstatic, and then went to the black market auctioneer with anticipation to buy his favorite item at any cost.

Of course, boxers on the black market are generally poor, and they cannot afford the treasures in this black market auction.

But the black market boxing arena can provide them with loan services, and then use contracts to tie up those players and become their money-making machine, which will be difficult for them to stand up forever.

This is a set of combined punches.

It is often tried and tested.

However, this Fang Yue player's IQ was touching, and he wanted to sell the tickets in his hands ingeniously.

"This ticket has the name of the invitee. It cannot be bought or sold. If you don't want to go, you can only throw away the ticket."

Li Qing barely squeezed a smile. Of course, this free ticket could not provide Fang Yue with the benefit of 900,000 low-grade witch stones.

If this ticket can be sold, is Fang Yue still needed?

"But, I don't have many wealthy witch stones in my hands!"

Fang Yue rubbed his hands and said with some embarrassment.

"It doesn't matter if there is no witch stone. What do you watch, our black market boxing ring can loan you! You are a ten-game winning player, and you can have a loan limit of 100,000 middle-grade witch stone shares."

Hearing that Fang Yue had the urge and idea to buy something at the auction.

Li Qing immediately picked up the stubbornness.

"That's only a small amount, it seems that it's not enough! Let's do it, there is still more than a day before this auction, Uncle Li, you might as well accompany me to stroll around in this troubled city, maybe, I can still meet a few dollars For the more advanced rough stones, some magic materials and materials are drawn!"