Chapter 863: Poor ghost

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A fruit of strength, even bidding seven hundred, which surprised the subsequent purple cicada, but soon, the purple cicada is to hear this is a familiar voice.

Zi Yan stepped into the hall, Wu Yu followed the purple.

In the middle of the hall, there is a beautiful crystal showcase, and eight trials are gathered in front of the showcase. At this moment they are pushing up the price because of a powerful fruit.

Next to it, there are some people who join in the fun.

Zi Yan looked at these seven or eight people, and the pupils were obviously shrinking. The eight people turned out to be congenital warriors. In the outside world, even the Tianwu people were hard to meet, but in this trial ancient road, the congenital warriors became the river. After that.

However, I think it is not surprising that there are so many genius monks in the entire Tianwu continent. It is so obvious that there are so many congenital warriors.

Among the eight people, Zi Yan discovered two acquaintances, one is Xia Xin, the other is Lei Ming, and Lei Ming also successfully used Lei Li essence to enhance his own strength, and let him change from a martial artist. innate.

The thundering gaze, staring at the strength of the fruit at the moment, looks confident and full, and is determined to win. There is a technique of refining the body in the Lei nationality technique of thunder cultivation. The fruit of power has great use for him. In fact, it is not only thunder, power. The fruit is useful to everyone.

Knowing the thunder of the thunder, it is obvious that his confidence in the full expression is not enough. The price of just seven hundred yuan yuan liquid is shouted by Xia Xin. As for thunder, there should be not so many yuan liquid.

Seven hundred drops of Shangyuan Yuan Liquid is definitely a huge number, enough to scare off many congenital warriors.

The congenital martial arts are also divided into three or six, etc., the innate martial arts who master the innate techniques, naturally in the third class or above, such existence, if the realm is higher, reaching the late Danyuan, as long as they do not embark on the ancient road trial, almost no Life is in danger.

There are also some who have an adventure, and become a congenital, such as thunder, this kind of person has a realm, there are congenital forces, but there is no innate technique, among the congenital warriors, this is the sixth or less, the battle with the third, defeated It is natural, but if you really want to escape, you will not die.

Of course, Zi Yan does not count.

Eight congenital martial artists, after the opening of Xia Xin, four faces are changing, they look at Xia Xin, and look at the two next, decisively give up, as for the thrill of the most excited expression, but was ignored.

But think about it too, there is no innate technique in thunder, even if it is innate, it is also the weakest of the congenital martial arts. In addition, the Lei family has not fallen. There is no foundation here, and naturally there are not many resources.

"Seven hundred, Xia Xin, you can be rich." Next, a congenital martial artist sneered.

"I can be far worse than the Tujia side." Xia Xin smiled lightly.

"Hey, you are still better than the Tujia side, you also match, a Xia family in the district, even came to compete with me for resources, it seems that Xiajia has been very comfortable these days." From the Tujia side of the soil Cold road.

Xia Xin smiled and said: "This is the treasure chest, whoever has a high price, it seems to have nothing to do with the family."

"Oh, seven hundred, you really thought that you had to eat, seven hundred and five." Another cold voice came from the side, and a congenital warrior did not withdraw.

When the soil turned and turned to the other side, he said: "Lux, you have to grab me."

Lu Pin looked at the soil and said: "Recently my body strength has reached a bottleneck. I need this power to break through the soil. When I have the strength, I will ask for the price. If I have no strength, I will quit. If you use your eyes, I will see what is going on. ""

The land is cold and cold: "Well, a good Lu Jialu, you give me waiting, eight hundred."

The three men competed, and the people next to them were watching the drama. No one came forward to dissuade them, and no one dared to dissuade them. As for the treasure-rich place, where pure profits are the mainstay, it is naturally very happy to see such a scene happen.

It can even be said that the treasure chest's move is obviously intended to make people raise prices.

"Eighty-five."

After Xia Xin shouted a word, his face became difficult to look at. Seven hundred drops of Shang Yuan Yuan liquid is already the limit he can use, plus the thunder, but it can still afford this price.

But think about the power of the price of one hundred and fifty drops of the yuan yuan liquid, even was fired to eight hundred and five, his heart is also rising endless anger.

"A good summer home." Lu Pin snorted, but did not continue to offer, the normal price of a power fruit is about five hundred, and now it is too much than the normal price.

"Hundreds and five are already the limit, poor ghosts." There was a sarcasm in the eyes of the soil, and then smiled: "Nine hundred."

Nine hundred is already a very high price, Xia Xin also retreats, he shook his head and sighed, turned to look at thunder, apologized: "Sorry."

"Haha, a bunch of poor ghosts have to fight with my soil." The soil smirked.

"One thousand." Suddenly, a sudden voice came from afar.

"Who can't find death." The soil turned and turned, and the eyes were chilly.

The crowds of the crowd subconsciously let go, Wu Yu followed the purple scorpion out of the crowd, the eyes of everyone fell on the two, of course, mainly looking at the purple.

"You want to die," asked the soil coldly.

Zi Yan glanced at the soil and said: "You threaten here, it is meaningless. If you have the ability, you will come to the city and tell me this sentence. If you can walk into the city alive, I will follow your last name. ""

The self-confidence in Ziyan's discourse makes everyone change color. Compared with the threat of purple, the threat of the soil just now is really weak.

The expression of the soil was distorted, the eyes flashed cold, and the body was surging. The other congenital martial artists, their eyes flashed, they could not see the depth of the purple scorpion, and dared not open it at will.

"Purple, it is you." Thunder's excited voice sounded, Xia Xin looked at the eyes of Zi Yan, it is also very unexpected.

Zi Yan looked at the two and smiled: "Of course it is me."

"When are you coming?" The two are no longer concerned with the fruits of power, but with the purple.

Around the time, other people first heard that the name was familiar, but soon, from the depths of their memories, there was everything about the purple.

"It is him, the purple scorpion who killed the congenital martial arts."

"It turned out to be him."

The eyes of the people fell on the purple scorpion, and the look changed instantly. The trialers had awe in their eyes, and the congenital martial artists had a jealous color on their faces. Obviously, the other party actually killed the congenital martial art. It is not a simple threat of words.

The face of the soil is becoming more and more ugly. He is not afraid of being killed by the purple scorpion. Instead, he is swept away again and again. He has a heart in his heart, and not only sweeps his face, but also Tujia’s face.

In addition to the chattering voices of the three people in the field, there was no sound at all. At this moment, everyone’s eyes were on the three, so that the fruits of the power that everyone expected were turned into a foil.

After a while, there was a modest voice: "Excuse me, do you want to buy this power now?"

The opening is the service staff of the Treasure Pavilion, a beautiful woman with a very good attitude and a sweet smile on her face.

Zi Yan turned to look at each other and smiled. "I am just joking. I don't need the power."

The service staff took a moment to see, and I didn’t expect the purple scorpion to come out like this.

"Haha, it turns out that you are the fierce purple scorpion that has paranoia for resources." The face was extremely ugly, and I laughed when I heard the purple scorpion do not force the fruit.

Zi Yan looked at the soil and asked: "Why, I am famous."

"Named, of course, famous, but in my opinion, you are just a poor ghost, and only the poor ghosts will be on the ancient road, without the bottom line of looting other people's resources."

"Yes, you are right, I am very poor." Zi Zi admitted that because he always felt that resources were not enough.

"Poor ghost, there is nothing to dare to ask for the price, are you coming to show the presence?"

"I just made a joke. As for the power of the fruit, it didn't make much use to me."

When the soil waited, he laughed and laughed: "Poor ghost, don't put gold on your face, poor is poor, and it's hard to come up with a thousand drops of the yuan."

At this moment, the view of the soil is unanimously recognized by everyone. Everyone can see that this famous cicada has not many resources.

This is also recognized by the sable.

He nodded. "Yes, I admit that I am poor. I only have the power of the poor, so I said that it is useless."

He smiled and said: "What did I hear, the best joke? The poor have only the fruits of the power, purple, not that I look down on you, if you can come up with one, no three The fruit of strength, I don’t buy this fruit of strength. As for the 900 yuan liquid that I bought the fruit of strength, I will send it to you in vain."

"This is true." Zi Yan looked at each other.

"Of course." The soil waited proudly: "But if you can't take it, I don't want you to give me anything from this poor ghost. You just need to get out of here and see me walking around."

This is obviously a bet. There are good plays to watch, and everyone’s face is excited again.

Lei Ming and Xia Xin did not say much, because they believe all the decisions of Zi Yan.

The purple scorpion stretched out and shook the yaw: "No, no."

"How ~www.readwn.com~ I want to go back, haha, if you go back, then get out immediately." The soil was smirking, and the face that had just been lost was also retrieved. It was very fun.

"No, you misunderstood, I mean, three are too few, I will take out thirty." Zi Yan stared at the soil.

"What, thirty." The soil was shocked by this number, but soon laughed mockingly.

"I can't take thirty. I lose."

Just between the sneer, the purple scorpion turned over, and a fruit of strength had already appeared in the hands. Then, the purple scorpion shook hands and threw the fruit of power to thunder.

The sable fruit really took out the fruit of strength, and everyone’s expressions were all staying. The smile on the face of the soil also converges in an instant, and suddenly a feeling of badness rises in the heart.

Zi Yan smiled and said: "The one just didn't count, it is now."

As a result, the purple scorpion began to emit green light, and the green light flashed again and again. After the green light flashed for 30 times, there were thirty bright and powerful fruits floating in front of the purple enamel.