Chapter 2109

What happened?

Xie Buyu and Mo Shuying look around suspiciously. They feel that just now, it seems that a mysterious force has invaded the body, making them temporarily lose their perception and don't know what happened outside.

But let them a little at ease is, no matter what happened, at the moment of Ye Lingfeng look as usual.

"Do you want to continue to resist?" Ye Lingfeng turned his head indifferently, looking at the friars who had been moved by the promise of the Eastern god and chose to give him a hand, and asked coldly.

The words sounded like thunder on the ground, which made these friars tremble and dare not say another word.

Are you kidding? The other party can even kill the eighth God of the eastern earth God Dynasty. In the face of such a god of war, they have no courage to do anything. I don't know who started it. One by one, these friars began to throw their magic weapons on the ground, indicating that they were invincible to Ye Lingfeng. For a while, the sound of Jingling kept ringing in the field.

"If you just want me to let bygones be bygones, do you think I'm too generous?" Looking at this scene, ye Lingfeng sneered at those people and said, "I'll give you two choices. I'll give you the keepsake and give you a life. Or I'll keep the keepsake and wait for me to take it!"

Ye Lingfeng has never been the kind of sage who let bygones be bygones and magnanimous. On the contrary, he is the kind of person who has the pleasure of repaying both kindness and hatred. Since these people have chosen to coerce Luo Yun and attack him, they have to pay a price.

The price is to let them hand over the keepsake and lose the qualification to pass the selection.

"Make a choice?" Ye Lingfeng's expression was indifferent, and his eyes slowly swept over the monks whose faces were blue and white and changeable.

With the sound of his words, the cauldron was humming slightly, gradually blooming, and the mysterious and unpredictable pressure slowly spread, like a huge mountain, pressing heavily on the top of all the monks in the hall, making them difficult to breathe.

"I give up..." A moment later, someone made a decision and took out the token from the ring and put it on the ground in front of him.

Although the choice that ye Lingfeng made them make is difficult, in fact, for them, the answer is extraordinarily simple.

Because in the present situation, if you hand over the keepsake, you can live and continue to fight, and there is only one way to die.

Although they come to participate in the selection, they want to seek to improve their strength and get a chance to leap over the dragon's gate.

But the prerequisite for such an opportunity is that they have the life to enjoy it. Between death and giving up, they can only choose the latter.

Just a few breath later, all the keepsakes obtained by these monks in the hall had been put on the ground.

Ye Lingfeng is not polite. He moves his wrist and quickly picks up all the keepsakes from the ground. The total number of keepsakes he has obtained this time is as many as 15, and the number of keepsakes he has obtained from previous robberies is as many as 22.

This number is close to one fifth of the total number of Langya Pavilion invested in the selection of heaven and earth.

"Go away..." Coldly, after drinking away the pale and mournful monks, ye Lingfeng walks slowly to the Bank of Luo Yun's body, trying to find out what's good on the goods.

Robbing is really a good thing! Hand toward Luo Yun chest after a probe, ye Lingfeng's palm immediately more than eight keepsake.

As a result, the number of keepsakes he received was 30, nearly three tenths of the total.

But for keepsake, ye Lingfeng is not interested now, what makes him care more is Luoyun's storage ring.

The more you know about the Eastern god Dynasty, the more you will understand the profound foundation of this ancient inheritance. Luoyun is the eighth son of the Eastern god Dynasty. Ye Lingfeng believes that there must be many good things hidden in his storage ring.

After holding the ring in his hand, ye Lingfeng wiped off the seal, looked at it and took a breath of air.

"It is worthy of being the Eastern god Dynasty It's a big profit this time! " Ye Lingfeng murmured, and his eyes were full of joy that could not be concealed.

Although he had expected that the contents of this storage ring would not disappoint him, when shennian entered the storage ring, he still found that he underestimated the wealth of the eighth God.

"Purple spirit grass!" After wandering around the storage ring, ye Lingfeng's eyes quickly locked on the two purple plants in the storage ring, just like the elixir of amethyst. This medicine was given to him by Wei tianxie on that day. It has a purple spirit herb that can erase a crack in the golden elixir. This kind of medicine can be called the dream of the friars in the golden elixir realm.

Purple spirit grass is extremely precious. Ordinary monks in the golden elixir realm can have one plant because of their own nature, but Luoyun has two.

At the moment of seeing the purple spirit grass, ye Lingfeng also understood why Luoyun's golden elixir was so different from the friars he had seen in the past, and why the crack was so small that he could hardly detect it. I'm afraid it's because of the deep foundation of the Eastern god dynasty that purple spirit grass, a rare elixir, can also be used as rice for the sequence God son, which makes the crack of the golden elixir almost invisible.However, although zilingcao is precious, its medicinal power is limited. It can't erase the crack on the flawless elixir and transform it into a perfect elixir. It can only make the crack as subtle as possible.

"These two purple spirit grasses can be used when I break through the perfect golden elixir in the future!" Mind change, ye Lingfeng will purple spirit grass away, and then run the mind, from the storage ring took out two jade bottles.

As soon as the cork is opened, the fragrance of the medicine diffuses, which makes people feel very happy.

"Dragon marrow..." What was in the first jade bottle was a golden pill. When it was opened, a surge of dragon power spread out instantly, and there was a faint smell in the taste.

Ye Lingfeng, who once ate dragon root wood, is no stranger to this fishy smell. This is the taste of dragon blood marrow.

As far as he felt, it seemed that this pill was not made with dragon blood, but with dragon marrow. And look at the color of this Dan, I'm afraid that the one who took out the pith liquid is not a leisurely dragon, but a golden dragon, or even a four clawed Golden Dragon.

With this pill, we are one step closer to the great achievement of Jinshen! Ye Lingfeng is very happy in his heart and carefully puts the pill away. Jinlong is the most noble existence of the dragon race. Dragon pulp is the essence of dragon body. This Dan medicine has no trivial matter to enhance the vitality of blood.

"What is this pill?" When the eyes fell on the second jade bottle, ye Lingfeng's eyes showed a trace of doubt.