Winners in Life Starting from Douluo Continent

It's just that the people who were eating melons quickly showed regretful expressions. The fragment of the magic weapon of the black-faced man is indeed magical, but its area is too small, and its practicality is almost equal to zero.

Just when the black-faced man removed the rag from the knife and was about to continue discussing the deal with the stall owner, Xiang Yu couldn't help but stepped forward and said: "Your fragment of the magic weapon is very interesting, why don't you take it away?" Sell ​​it to me?"

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Hearing the words, the black-faced man stared at Xiang Yu for a while, and found that his cultivation was as high as the ninth level of the Qi Refining Stage. Then he thought about it and said, "If you can take out thirty low-grade spirit stones, then this A fragment of a magic weapon is yours now."

"Okay, then thirty spirit stones."

Under the somewhat surprised eyes of the black-faced man, Xiang Yu directly took out thirty low-grade spirit stones from the storage bag, without even intending to bargain.

"Σっ°Д°;っ"

The black-faced man was slightly taken aback for a moment, then quickly smiled and said: "Little brother is indeed a cheerful person, this fragment of the magic weapon is now yours."

The black-faced man finished speaking, and quickly handed the fragments of the magic weapon to Xiang Yu, and then took the thirty spirit stones in his hand, as if he was afraid that he would go back on his word.

In fact, the psychological base price of the black-faced man is that as long as he can sell this magic weapon fragment for twenty spirit stones, it will be fine, but he didn't expect Xiang Yu to be such a rich man.

Xiang Yu didn't know what the black-faced man was thinking, but this piece of magic weapon was of great use to him.

The Zhangtian bottle needs to absorb the moonlight essence and the aura of heaven and earth every night, and it takes seven nights to condense a small green liquid, and some aura fluctuations will inevitably occur during this process.

When Xiang Yu was in Mofu before, there were no other immortal cultivators around him, so these spiritual energy fluctuations would not attract the attention of others.

But Xiang Yu will soon join Huangfeng Valley, if the senior management of Huangfeng Valley finds out the secret of Zhang Tianping, then there will be big troubles.

Although the black-faced man's piece of magic weapon is only the size of a palm, it is more than enough to cover the palm bottle, which can just solve this problem.

After Xiang Yu bought the fragment of the magic weapon, he ignored the surprised gazes of others, and continued to wander around the square contentedly.

"This prodigal son, no wonder his family is in ruins!"

And those cultivators who harbored ill intentions towards Xiang Yu, seeing that Xiang Yu spent [-] low-grade spirit stones to buy such a worthless fragment of a magic weapon, felt very sorry in their hearts.

In the eyes of those evil monks, the treasures and spirit stones on Xiang Yu's body are already in their pockets, and his squandering of spirit stones now is tantamount to harming their interests.

If it weren't for the prohibition of fighting in Tainan Valley, those cultivators who were eyeing Xiang Yu couldn't help but forcibly abduct him, saving him from squandering the spirit stones on him.

In the early morning of the next day, the Tainan Small Meeting also came to an end, and the monks in the valley gradually dispersed.

Not long after Xiang Yu left Tainan Valley, more than a dozen monks with malicious intentions chased him in the direction he left.

When Xiang Yu was wandering around the trading square in Tainan Xiaohui earlier, those monks who harbored ill intentions towards him had secretly left tracking marks on him.

"whoosh whoosh"

When Xiang Yu traveled to an unnamed hill dozens of miles away from Tainan Valley, more than a dozen immortal cultivators in different costumes appeared all at once, blocking his way.

A big bald man with a ghost-headed sword in his hand, whose cultivation base reached the eleventh floor of the Qi Refining Stage, said in a cold tone: "Boy, hand over your storage bag, and I will spare your life!"

Hearing this, Xiang Yu looked around and said with a helpless expression, "If I'm not wrong, you shouldn't be in the same group, right? If I gave you the storage bag, the other two groups You won't let me go, will you?"

According to Xiang Yu's observation, there were a total of thirteen monks blocking his way, and judging from their positions, they should be divided into three groups.

Among them, the most powerful one was the big bald man who threatened Xiang Yu with his voice. His cultivation was as high as the eleventh level of Qi refining period, and he was accompanied by two accomplices of the tenth level of Qi refining period.

Although the strength of the other two groups is not as strong as the bald man and the others, they have more people than the bald man and the others. They are all bandit squads composed of five monks, and most of these people's cultivation bases are also at the ninth floor and the refining stage. The tenth floor of the air period.

Hearing Xiang Yu's words, the bald man snorted coldly and said, "As long as you hand over the storage bag to me, I will promise to protect your life."

"Not good, not good!"

Xiang Yu shook his head when he heard this, and said with a smirk: "Why don't you kill each other first, and when the final winner is determined, I will hand over the storage bag to the final champion."

"You are playing old"

Just as the bald man was speaking halfway, a bloody gun head suddenly popped out of his chest.

Looking at the familiar gun head, the bald man turned his head in disbelief, only to see his own brother shouting in panic, "No, it's not me!"

The young man in black with a long spear in his hand explained in panic, while mercilessly turning the long spear in his hand, completely smashing the heart of the bald man.

Seeing this, the other black-robed man behind the bald man subconsciously urged the defensive magic weapon to protect himself, and couldn't help shouting: "Chen Ergou, are you so crazy?!"

"No not me"

When Chen Ergou heard his companion's questioning, while explaining aloud with horror on his face, he urged the magic spear in his hand to turn into a stream of light and shoot towards his companion.

At the same time, the other two bands of robber monks also fell into chaos, and their companions seemed to have listened to Xiang Yu's provocation, and suddenly attacked their boss, and then frantically attacked their companions.

Xiang Yu didn't feel the slightest surprise when he saw these robbers and monks killing each other. Instead, he looked like he was watching a show, and watched the good show in front of him with a smile.

"bang bang bang"

After a fierce battle, only two monks on the tenth floor of the Qi refining stage survived, and then they activated their magical weapons at the same time, piercing each other's vital points, and ended up in the same fate

"Boom! Boom!"

After the last two monk robbers died together, their bodies fell to the ground one after another. Dozens of finger-thin white tentacles suddenly appeared out of thin air, and then pulled out from the body's limbs.

When those white tentacles were pulled out, they slowly shrunk towards the sky, followed by a jellyfish-like creature with a diameter of more than ten meters, revealing its figure in mid-air.

After Xiang Yu saw the jellyfish showing its figure, he smiled and said, "Thank you, Puppeteer."

"It's an honor for my subordinates to be able to direct a good show for the master." The jellyfish replied with a somewhat shrill voice after hearing Xiang Yu's words.

According to the characteristics of the ghosts transformed by these years of virtual circles, Xiang Yu roughly divided these virtuals into four types, namely: strength type, speed type, defensive type, and special type.