Supreme Rebirth

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Following the map marked on the notice, Chen Lei and others quickly came to a huge building.

This huge building has been rebuilt a lot, and a huge plaque of the Bai Clan Association hangs above the gate, and there is a line of small characters on the side, which is a number number, this number number is forty-ninth, that is, Say, this Baizu Guild is the 49th branch.

On the street in front of the guild, there was a guy walking on the street, and the things on it were all dug out of the ground, with a mildewy atmosphere.

All of these things are clearly priced, and they all require settlement with Xuelingdan. The prices of some things are ridiculously expensive, and I do n’t know if there is any business.

Chen Lei inquired and realized that these things had been dug out from some places in the city. As for the usefulness, even the seller didn't know.

However, something that can survive for so many years without decay, even if you don't know the purpose, is probably a good thing.

It is a pity that these things are really difficult to meet people who know the goods.

Even Chen Lei did not know what these things were, and even he did not want to buy them.

At a roadside stall by the roadside, Chen Lei saw a broken bowl, and the mouth of the bowl was cut out.

Originally, such a broken bowl did not attract Chen Lei's attention, but Chen Lei seemed to feel that he had missed something. He couldn't help but stopped and looked at the broken bowl again.

From this perspective, the more I look, the more familiar I feel.

"How is this broken bowl so similar to the swallowed bowl that I got before, no, it's exactly the same!"

After watching it for a while, Chen Lei suddenly felt as if he had realized something.

In his previous life, Chen Lei had obtained an imitation of a bowl that swallowed the sky. It was extremely powerful. It was once a great treasure that Chen Leizhen rampaged.

Now, the broken bowl in front of him is exactly the same as the one that swallowed the sky except for the gap. Even if you look closely, this broken bowl seems to be more than the one he has ever obtained Imitations are more miraculous, each arc is concealed in heaven, perfect.

And this one is a broken bowl, and the price is ten Xuelingdan.

At this time, although Chen Lei's hands were not much, but ten of them were still available.

"Man, where did you get this stuff from?"

Chen Lei stopped and squatted down to chat with the guy who set up the stall.

Stalled by a warrior in his fifties, he was thin, with a strand of mouse whiskers in his jaws, and a yellowish eye from time to time, revealing a breath of profiteers on his body.

This warrior's cultivation behavior only reached the eighth floor of the Wuwang class.

This is the true practice of this warrior, not the practice of being forcibly reduced because of the suppression of the field.

Obviously, this warrior's qualifications are not very good, but if he can survive in such a complicated and chaotic environment, then this warrior naturally has his way of survival.

Seeing Chen Lei interested, the warrior blinked and said, "This son, these things, I dug out of an abandoned house. I don't like to kill, I like to find You adventure, you have something fancy, just take it. "

Chen Lei glanced at the stall in front of the warrior. In addition to the broken bowl, there were seven or eight things, each of which was dilapidated and had no slight appearance, just like garbage.

"Did these things come from one place?"

Chen Lei asked.

The warrior nodded and said, "Yes, they were all found in an abandoned house. I feel good about these things, but I can't say where they are. I simply sold them all, so I could buy a few blood spirits. Dan. "

Chen Lei glanced at the martial artist. His physical strength is not strong. Obviously, he has not taken Xuelingdan to strengthen his physique. Otherwise, he will not be so weak.

In fact, these warriors who came to the battlefield in the sky now, even if there are no other chances, just get these blood magic pill, it is not a trip in vain.

Every strong man who has received the Blood Spirit Pill, after these few days, everyone ’s physical strength has at least turned three or four times. If it is in other places, he wants to increase his strength by three or four times. It will take at least 20 to 30 years to achieve this. Now it has improved so much in a short period of time. Once it returns to Xuanyu Balu, it will definitely become the mainstay of its own clan.

The current warrior is weak and weak. It can be said that even the lowest-level blood beast cannot be killed, so there is no way to increase his strength.

Chen Lei glanced at the items on the stall, there were seven or eight of them. He said directly: "So, I'll have twenty blood-healing pill for all the things on your stall, how about it?"

"This……"

The warrior hesitated when he heard Chen Leikai's price.

Seeing this, Chen Lei stood up and said, "I'm afraid you don't even have a blood-healing pill when you display these things. My price is extremely sincere. If you don't want it, then forget it."

After talking, Chen Lei was eager to go.

"This son, please stay away, I sold ..."

Seeing that Chen Lei was leaving, the warrior quickly spoke and left Chen Lei.

This warrior also knows that Chen Lei is right. He has been stalling here for three days, but no one has paid a higher price than Chen Lei. It can even be said that the warrior who came to ask for the price is Chen Lei. No more than ten people.

This warrior also knows that he has nothing to say on the ground, or that he has value, but he does n’t know, nor does anyone else know.

Nowadays, most of the other people have taken Xuelingdan to increase their strength. Only him, but he hasn't even got one.

If this continues, I am afraid that within a few days, he will become the lowest group.

The low strength, no matter where it is, is the life of cannon fodder, and this warrior is obviously not willing to let himself just become a cannon fodder.

In order to increase his strength as soon as possible, the warrior finally gritted his teeth and decided to sell these things that he did not know what to use to Chen Lei.

When Chen Lei heard the warrior's voice, he withdrew his footsteps, raised his hand, and threw twenty Blood Pills to the stalled warrior, and then directly photographed all seven or eight things on the ground.

"Pay taxes, pay taxes ..."

After the warrior completed the transaction, there was a warrior wearing a Baizu alliance costume, and came straight to the warrior and said aloud.

The warrior didn't argue, he passed two Blood Pills directly, and then, holding the remaining Blood Pills, Fei also left.

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