Supreme enchanting soldier king

Chapter 693 The Thrill of the Little Paper Man

In front of the Xingyue Holy Land, there are nine three-story buildings, ancient, huge, and vicissitudes of life. The teleportation array stands silently. I don't know how many years of baptism of wind and rain. On the mysterious white stone, some moss has grown.

There are not many vast, ancient, and huge Eastern Wilderness like this kind of ultra-long-distance ancient teleportation array. Only some holy places with extremely deep foundations will have them.

The teleportation arrays that allow people outside the Holy Land to ride for commercial purposes are even rarer. According to Chen Sheng, within a radius of ten thousand miles, only the Xingyue Holy Land has ultra-long-distance teleportation arrays for foreign commercial use.

When Ye Luo, Lulu and Chen Shengdi came, there were already some powerful monks gathered in front of the nine ancient and mysterious ultra-long-distance teleportation formations in front of the teleportation formations.

However, at this time, the eyes of many powerful beings riding the teleportation array did not fall on the teleportation array, but looked at a very inconspicuous corner on the far left.

"Is that the saint of Cihangzhai, Lan Bingyue?" A male cultivator looked at that figure from a distance, feeling a little lost. It seemed that that figure had endless attraction.

"Above the cold pool of clear water, the dust is like a fairy, standing proud of the world, like a fairy descending to the earth, people dare not look directly at it, a purple dress flutters in the wind, long hair pours down, the purple shirt is like a flower, the long sword is better than the snow, hissing ! Sure enough, Lan Bingyue is as touching as the rumors, no, it seems to be more amazing than the rumors." Some monks were shocked.

"The skin is like creamy fat, white and rosy, gentle as jade, crystal clear, with slightly bent waist, with bright wrists in the veil, blue ice moon, the cold goddess of the Eastern Wasteland in ancient times, how could she appear here? What are you going to do?" There was a doubt in the tone of an ancient and powerful monk.

"It is rumored that in ancient times, before self-sealing, Lan Bingyue's cultivation had reached the pinnacle of foundation establishment, and the legendary Baguio of the Nether Ghost Land was a legend of the same level. She practiced at the age of nine. Qi training at the age of 11, Qi training peak at the age of 12, foundation building at the age of 16, foundation building peak at the age of [-], half-step golden core, what is her age now, and when was she born?" A monk, far away Looking at the cold and snowy girl, he swallowed hard, unable to see the real age and cultivation level of this amazing girl.

"If some powerful Holy Sons of the Holy Land hear the news, they will definitely come here after hearing the news..."

There are a few monks with powerful forces behind their backs and strong cultivation talents, who want to strike up a conversation, but before they get close, they are all confused by Lan Bingyue's cold, lonely, and repulsive aura thousands of miles away. I'm a little embarrassed.

"Hurry up, one thousand middle-grade spirit stones, go to the teleportation array, and teleport to the Western Regions, the deadline is now." A young and powerful monk who looked like the Holy Land of the Galaxy shouted with a haughty tone in his mouth, but his eyes flicked from time to time. Yes, quietly looking towards the girl.

He deliberately raised his voice, as if he wanted to attract the girl's attention.

If on weekdays, with his status, this kind of peddling work is done by his subordinates, he would not be able to stand out at all. His status is the nephew of a powerful person in Xingyue Holy Land.

However, Lan Bingyue didn't glance at him.

Many monks who wanted to teleport to the Western Regions woke up when they heard the sound, reluctantly withdrew their gazes, and hurried towards the second ancient altar on the right.

"It's gone up again? Send it once, a thousand middle-grade spirit stones? It's paralyzing, Xingyue Holy Land, it's so dark, it's worth 10 yuan if you replace it with ordinary spirit stones." A monk whispered, but didn't understand. Dare to say it out loud.

"Hush! Keep your voice down, if people from Xingyue Holy Land hear it, they will definitely pull out your teeth one by one and break your legs. You dare to say this, this is the territory of Xingyue Holy Land .” The monk’s companion was taken aback and quickly stopped him.

"Ah, one thousand middle-grade spirit stones, wasn't it nine hundred a while ago? I only have nine hundred spirit stones left on me. Please, please let me sit on it. I'm really in a hurry. My mother hit gold The alchemy failed and I was about to die, I begged the life-saving elixir from my master, I must arrive immediately, can you please..." An ordinary female cultivator said anxiously.

"Get out! Do you know how much energy it takes to activate a super-long-distance teleportation array of this level? Don't sit if you can't afford it. A mere female cultivator in the early stage of foundation establishment dares to come here without money!" Xingyue Holy Land One of his disciples spoke indifferently.

"I really……"

"Don't make me say it again, otherwise, don't blame me for being rude. Here, I don't have enough money. It's wishful thinking to take a teleportation array!" In front of the nine teleportation arrays, there are three or four disciples from Xingyue Holy Land Guardian, in front of the teleportation array on the second seat on the right, the disciple's tone was even more contemptuous and indifferent.

The background of Xingyue Holy Land is extremely terrifying, and the ultra-long-distance teleportation array is located in this area for thousands of miles. It is in a monopoly operation, and its external attitude is extremely tough and domineering.

The female cultivator was anxious, and she shed tears. Seeing that the disciple of Xingyue Holy Land had such a domineering attitude, she asked the people around her for help, wanting to borrow a hundred middle-grade spirit stones.

However, the Eastern Desolation is endless, and she went to the Western Regions outside the Eastern Desolation. The world is vast, when will the next time we meet?Perhaps, after meeting this time, it is impossible to have another chance.

Can you repay the borrowed money?

"This is the only family heirloom left to me in my family. My grandfather said that it is a token left by a supreme mysterious and terrifying existence in ancient times. With this token, once you have the opportunity, you can ask for that big man. She does one thing..."

"Haha, how dare you say that a palm-sized piece of bronze is a family heirloom? I think you are trying to cheat the spirit stone. You can buy a bunch of this kind of thing, even a middle-grade spirit stone!" a monk mocked.

Most of the other monks were either indifferent, calm, or just ignoring the scene in front of them. Among strangers, the world of practice has always been cold.

She was anxious and panicked.

Unintentionally, she had already walked in front of Ye Luo.

Ye Luo looked up, just in time to see the anxiety, panic, and helplessness in the eyes of the ordinary female cultivator. Ye Luo was slightly stunned, and reached out from the storage ring, and took out one, worth a hundred middle-grade spirit stones. The top-grade spirit stone said hoarsely, "The teleportation array is about to open, let's go."

"Ah!" The female cultivator looked at the high-grade spirit stone, her body shook suddenly, she raised her head, and looked at Ye Luo's pale, lonely, and stern face.

"Is there anyone else? The teleportation formation to the Western Regions has already started!" the indifferent monk from Xingyue Holy Land spoke again.

"Here, here you are, you, your spirit stone, and I will definitely return it to you in the future. What's your name?" The ordinary female cultivator grabbed a piece of slightly cold, coppery, palm-sized cyan Lingshi. The card was stuffed into Ye Luo's hand, he took the spirit stone, and rushed towards the teleportation array anxiously, turning his head from time to time.

In Ye Luo's pocket, at the moment Ye Luo took the blue ancient token, the little paper figurine stood up suddenly, as if it had been frightened by some kind of horrific fright.

(End of this chapter)