Chapter 177: Conspiracy to gain money from demon cultivators in the Dao period

Coming out of the space passage, Guo Feilong saw his master Zhao Gongming playing chess with Han Lin, a Hedao-stage demon cultivator with a simple and honest look.

He walked over and said nothing, just quietly watching the two bad chess players playing chess seriously.

A moment later, Han Lin, a demon cultivator in the Hedao stage, was superior in skill and defeated his master Zhao Gongming. He said proudly with a simple and honest face: "I told you that you can't do it, but you just can't do it. Bring me one hundred thousand high-grade spiritual stones."

The bracelet on Zhao Gongming's wrist flashed with white light, and there were 100,000 high-grade spiritual stones on the ground. He said dissatisfiedly: "You are lucky. If my apprentice hadn't come, I took a look at him, and there was a god. I missed it." Eye, without a step of calculation, how could I have been defeated by you?"

"Haha!" Han Lin, a demon cultivator in the Hedao stage, laughed disdainfully and said, "Brother Zhao, do you know what I like best?"

Zhao Gongming said: "What you like is none of my business."

Han Lin smiled and said: "I like it the most that you lost, but you looked dissatisfied. The more I see the truth, the better my mood becomes."

Zhao Gongming asked: "Then do you know what I like most?"

Before Han Lin, a demon cultivator in the middle stage of Hedao, could speak, Zhao Gongming said: "I like it best when you lose, and you are so angry that you want to slap yourself."

Neither of them was the kind to be easygoing. They fought for a while, but there was no winner.

Han Lin, a demon cultivator in the middle stage of Hedao, seemed to have remembered something and turned to look at Guo Feilong, who was standing silently aside.

"Take out the demon-killing thunderstorm bead you refined and let me take a look. It's best if it's not at the level of a spiritual treasure. Otherwise, I'll let you stay here until the battle between the two righteous paths in the Arctic Continent's Immortal Cultivation World is over, and then I'll let you go. "

Guo Feilong cursed in his heart: "Damn it, uncle, if I stay here until the war between good and evil in the world of immortal cultivation in the Arctic continent ends, my son's grandson will be born."

Although he was scolding in his heart, he had a very obedient smile on his face, "Senior Han, please check, this is the spiritual explosion bead refined by this junior."

Guo Feilong took out two beads the size of table tennis balls from his storage bag and introduced: "This one is an ordinary thunderstorm bead, and this one is a demon-killing thunderstorm bead."

Han Lin, a demon cultivator in the Hedao stage, waved his hand, and two thunderstorm beads flew over. After inspection, it was found that the two thunderstorm beads were not at the level of spiritual treasures, but at the level of magic weapons.

After the inspection, Han Lin, a magic cultivator in the Hedao stage, frowned slightly and said to himself: "Even if the one-time explosive magic weapon is powerful, it is impossible to kill a fake infant stage magic cultivator whose body strength is comparable to the top-grade magic weapon and the best magic weapon. .Boy, try attacking me with this thing."

Without any movement of his hands, the two Thunder Explosion Beads automatically flew to Guo Feilong.

Guo Feilong looked at Han Lin, a demon cultivator in the Hedao period, and deliberately made a tangled look on his face.

Seeing his struggle, Han Lin, a demon cultivator in the Hedao stage, mistakenly said, "These two little things can't hurt me, so feel free to attack me boldly."

"Senior Han, this junior is not afraid of injuring you." Guo Feilong deliberately looked like he was hesitating to speak, and stopped mid-sentence.

Han Lin, a demon cultivator in the Hedao stage, scolded: "If you have any farts, let them go, not your mother-in-law or mother-in-law."

Guo Feilong said: "Good senior, it's like this. The thunderstorm beads refined by this junior are made of very rare and expensive materials.

Ordinary thunderstorm beads are worth 150 million mid-grade spiritual stones, and demon-killing thunderstorm beads are worth 300 million mid-grade spiritual stones.

Senior Han, you want to test the power of these two thunderstorm beads, but you can't let this junior lose money. "

After coming here so many times, Guo Feilong still has some understanding of Han Lin, the demon cultivator in the middle stage of the river path.

Although Han Lin, a demon cultivator in the middle stage of Hedao, is ruthless and kills people without blinking an eye, he is indeed a person who does not like to take advantage of others and has his own rules for doing things.

Otherwise, Guo Feilong would not dare to pick up spiritual stones from a demon cultivator in the Hedao stage.

"That's right, it really can't be blamed on you."

Han Lin, a Hedao stage demon cultivator, nodded and waved his hand, and four and a half million mid-grade spiritual stones appeared in front of Guo Feilong.

The Hedao period is the Hedao period, and you are indeed very wealthy.

Four and a half million mid-grade spiritual stones were given to him without blinking an eye.

Guo Feilong happily put the 4.5 million middle-grade spiritual stones into his storage bag. I would like to ask all the golden elixir-stage monks in the world, who dares to steal 4.5 million mid-grade spiritual stones from a Hedao-stage demon cultivator? Spiritual stone.

He can guarantee that absolutely not.

You know, the cost of refining a thunderstorm bead is only 100 million low-grade spiritual stones.

Two of them only cost 200 million low-grade spiritual stones. Although some Xiangyun was used, the Xiangyun could be used to refine elixirs and could earn up to two million more low-grade spiritual stones.

The price of an ordinary thunderstorm bead, plus the price of a demon-killing thunderstorm bead, is the cost of 400 million low-grade spiritual stones.

And 450 million middle-grade spiritual stones are equivalent to 4 million low-grade spiritual stones.

The profit is more than a hundred times, who can be unhappy if it falls on anyone?

What's more, this is earned from a middle-level Hedao demon cultivator, which is even more incredible.

next moment.

Guo Feilong injected mana into ordinary thunderstorm beads and threw them at the Hedao stage demon cultivator Han Lin.

boom!

The explosion of the thunderstorm bead should have enveloped tens of meters of powerless power, but in the Hedao stage demon cultivator Han Lin, it was like a pebble lost in the sea, disappearing instantly without any effect.

Although the power of lightning can restrain demonic energy, the level gap between the two is huge, so naturally it has no effect.

"continue!"

Han Lin, a demon cultivator in the Hedao stage, said.

"Good senior, be careful."

Guo Feilong reminded him, then poured mana into the Demon-Destroying Thunderstorm Bead and threw it over.

boom!

The demon-killing thunderstorm bead exploded in front of Han Lin, a demon cultivator in the Hedao stage. It was as if it was blocked by an invisible invisible wall, and the power of thunder and lightning could not move forward at all.

"what?"

At this moment, Han Lin, a demon cultivator in the Hedao stage, suddenly let out a soft sigh of surprise.

At the location where the Demon-Destroying Thunderstorm Bead exploded, not only was the power of thunder and lightning not annihilated by his demonic energy, but his demonic energy also started to burn.

"What a disgusting aura. What kind of thunder and lightning power are you refining? It can actually make my demonic energy burn!"

Han Lin, a demon cultivator in the Hedao stage, looked at Guo Feilong with murderous intent.

The power of thunder and lightning is the nemesis of demonic energy. No demonic monk likes the breath of thunder and lightning.

Although the demonic energy on his body extinguished the burning demonic energy instantly, it did not cause any harm to him.

But the aura of the thunder and lightning of the Heavenly Tribulation frightened Han Lin, a Hedao stage demon cultivator.

If the special power of thunder and lightning in this demon-killing thunderstorm bead was sufficient, he could be injured, and he might even die!

Such dangerous things must not be allowed to spread in the world of immortality.

In an instant, the eyes of Han Lin, a demon cultivator in the middle stage of Hedao, turned blood red. The terrifying murderous aura caused wind and clouds to gather for dozens of miles around, and a black cloud of demonic energy covering hundreds of miles was condensed in the sky.

This is a monk in the Hedao stage. Before he takes action, the expressions of heaven and earth change.

"Fellow Daoist Han! He is my disciple, what do you want to do!"

Zhao Gongming, who was also in the middle stage of Hedao, looked at Han Lin with a cold tone, and lightly helped his apprentice Guo Feilong block the terrifying murderous intent.

Han Lin, a demon cultivator in the middle stage of Hedao, said with unabated murderous intent: "What about your apprentice? Even if he is a son, if the demon-killing thunderstorm bead he refines threatens me, I will definitely kill him." of."

"Tell me, what exactly did you use to refine the demon-killing thunderstorm beads!"

Han Lin, a demon cultivator in the middle stage of Hedao, asked again.