Cover the sky: start from swallowing the magic pot

Chapter 271
Su Yu didn't pay attention to the crowd. With a movement of his divine sense, Zi Nu, who was shrouded in purple mist behind him, took a step forward, exuding amazing blood energy all over her body. She sacrificed the Blood Jade Holy Mirror, intending to collect the skeleton monster bird into the blood mirror.

"Woooo."

A faint black light erupted from the strange bird's body, shaking the blood jade mirror into the air, but the expression of the purple goddess remained unchanged, and the purple jade pendant at the center of her eyebrows shone brightly, blooming with eternal fairy patterns.

She made an extraordinary move. When she opened her mouth to spit out, the purple light atomized into a crystal-clear purple real dragon, emitting a brilliance that filled the sky, and shot at the big skeleton bird.

The blood jade mirror in the void also released strands of chaotic air, and the smooth as new mirror reflected the shadow of the skeleton monster bird. All the black air in the stone garden condensed into black lights, which were swallowed by the blood jade mirror.

The exquisite and beautiful purple dragon was also wrapped around the strange skeleton bird. In an instant, bursts of black light filled the body of the strange skeleton bird, and then it returned to the appearance of a crow with a human face.

"Wow!"

The ghost crow with a human face roared, and the two sharp black feathered wings kept beating Zilong's body, but all of this was in vain. went in.

The strange bird and the black mist dissipated, and the sky returned to blue. Behind Su Yu, the slender figure shrouded in the purple mist was also remembered by everyone.

The powers of the second heaven of Xiantai thought in unison in their hearts: "This is definitely a holy master-level existence, and that red light and shadow must be a holy weapon handed down from generation to generation!"

At this time, the Supreme Elder of Daoyi Holy Land also came out of the divine map. His clothes and hair were disheveled, and his vitality and blood were slightly decayed. After entering the realm of the third heaven of Xiantai, he said that he would be killed at that time, which made him feel bitter. This time, he paid too much for the karma.

The Golden Crow is done, but the game is not over yet, Li Heishui with a big head stood up, bowed deeply to the monk from Xiantai, and shouted to Ouyang Ye: "Master Ouyang, the truth has been revealed, this is the Golden Crow seed!"

Ouyang Ye's expression was calm, and a master of origin technique behind him hesitated for a while, and finally shook his head and said: "Even if it is a golden crow seed, it has already encountered an unknown situation, and there is a high probability that it will not grow into a magic medicine of immortality and cannot prolong life. Not too much value."

As soon as this remark came out, many people nodded their heads one after another, and even several immortals nodded in agreement. This is indeed the truth. Without the original life essence, it is impossible to cultivate the golden crow's immortal medicine, let alone prolong life. This golden crow seed The value is not much higher.

Seeing that some monks from Sendai agreed with his statement, the white-bearded source art master said again: "Master Ouyang cut out the fetish, the Jiang family elders were willing to pay 65 catties of pure source to buy it! So, is there any chance?" Which Taoist friend is willing to pay a price of more than 65 catties to buy this seed cut out by Saint Ye Fan!"

65 catties to buy this unusable Golden Crow seed?

As soon as this choice was made, several elders of the Holy Land Great Religion in the sky shook their heads repeatedly. They could see clearly that when Ye Fan cut out the source of the gods, the golden crow seeds did not emit the essence of the original magic medicine, and could not prolong life.

Just when everyone was discussing, Zhongzhou Tianming Sect's half-step power stepped forward and said, "Pindao is willing to give 20 jin to buy the Golden Crow seeds!"

An elder from the Yaoguang Holy Land said with a smile: "Fellow Daoist of Zhongzhou, I think you want to use the black energy to cultivate the Tianming Divine Body! The old man is willing to give 25 catties of source. After all, the seeds of the magic medicine are rare, and there may be a way to rescue them." .”

The Tianming Sect is the Great Sect of Sendai in Zhongzhou. The ancient scriptures of the Zhenjiao "Tianming Jing" can draw the yin and death into the body, temper the body, and achieve a treasured body.

An old man in a golden dragon robe said in harmony: "My Shenzhou Dynasty is willing to give 27 catties!"

After some discussion, the highest bidder was the elder of Huang Gu Jiang's family. He was willing to pay 39 jin for the Golden Crow Seeds, and part of it was due to the value of the Golden God Source. Everyone was not optimistic about the Golden Crow Seeds.

Ouyang Ye laughed, the situation is very good now, he glanced at Ye Fan, and found that the Holy Body was calm and his eyes were like water, no one could see what was going on in his heart.

Su Yu looked thoughtfully at the wisp of black air in his hand. His divine sense had already flown to the small chaotic world, and he didn't care about the shocking gambling in Wanchu Stone Workshop. After all, in his eyes, this was a game. farce.

Zi Nu looked at Ye Fan coldly, she recognized this human race, it was he who cut herself out, now she was enslaved by Su Yu, and she wanted to vent her anger on Ye Fan.

However, she scoffed at the words of these human races. Even if it is a half-destroyed seed of immortal medicine, it cannot be measured by a pure source. If it is not that there is no freedom now, and there is no divine source on her body, she would like to open her mouth and take a picture of the Golden Crow seed.

At the beginning, the god source she proclaimed fell into Su Yu's hands.

The overall situation has been decided, Ouyang Ye said with a smile: "Since all fellow Taoists disagree that this Golden Crow seed is worth 65 catties, then I won this bet. Elder Jiang's family, I am willing to sell you the Golden Crow seed." , I will also sell this divine source to you all!"

In order to be safe, Ouyang Ye won the hearts of the people and did not want to overturn halfway.

He sneered in his heart and said, "Waste body, even if Cao Yusheng and Chaos Palace are on your side, you can't go against the sky."

Seeing that the situation was not right, Taoist Akabane said in a deep voice, "I am willing to pay 66 jin for this Golden Crow seed!"

Seeing the elders of Chaos Palace speak for him, Ye Fan felt a warm feeling, but he still sighed in his heart, after all, Ouyang Ye would never give up like this.

"Elder Chiyu is not kidding me. Fellow Daoists here, don't you want to turn black and white into nothing?" Ouyang Ye mercilessly returned what the little bandit said earlier.

Ye Fan sighed, and wanted to take out the source as a bet, which was also the condition he had agreed with Ouyang Ye. The "Book of Yuan Tian" was related to Su Yu, and he would not use it to bet on stones.

After all, this time it was considered a strange attack, involving a terrifying ominousness, which dusted the Golden Crow seeds. He himself did not expect that through this gambling game, he had a deeper understanding of the way of origin technique. One day, he would take the lost If you win back, the future belongs to him.

In an instant, the divine splendor soared into the sky, and there were piles and piles of sources, so brilliant that people couldn't open their eyes. There were also many sources of different species, with big fists, big heads, and big faces. Dazzling and touching.

"This is 130 million catties!" Ye Fan's voice was very calm, not like a loser at all.

Ouyang Ye was kind-hearted, with a very kind attitude, and said: "The bet between us is 200 million. If the source is not enough, you can use the fragments of "Yuan Tianshu" to pay for it!"

"This is the source of the remaining 70 jin!"

Taoist Akabane closed his eyes, flicked his sleeves, took out a bunch of pure sources, and then comforted Ye Fan. After all, some little bandits tricked Ye Fan into taking over the bet this time.

"Elder Chiyu did this, did he get permission from King Qingjiao? Could it be that Chaos Palace really wants to cultivate a Dacheng Saint Physique!"

Ouyang Ye frowned, he was very dissatisfied with the result, what he wanted was the Divine Art of Origin, not the pure source of 200 million catties at all.

(End of this chapter)