Chapter 593

"Hehe, when I bought this holy light and holy stone, I spent 1000 Jin of holy essence. Now you compensate me 500 Jin of holy essence. Is this appropriate?"

Ye Yun was furious and his words were as polite as possible.

But in the ears of the people, it was like thunder.

In the forest market, no one has ever dared to contradict the staff of the forest market management office.

The old man in grey looked gloomy for a moment. He glanced at Ye Yun impatiently and said coldly, "what's the matter? Do you have an opinion?"

"No problem!"

Ye Yun doesn't know why, suddenly his face shows a sudden color.

"I thought Ye Yun was hard enough to die. It turned out that it was soft at the critical moment."

"In my opinion, this is the most wise performance. If ye Yun didn't soften just now, I'm afraid he'd already met the king of hell."

"Yes, the forest ruins management office is the highest god in the forest ruins. No one is allowed to provoke."

Everyone talked and pointed at Ye Yun.

"Fortunately, you stopped at the precipice!"

Hearing Ye Yun's softness, the old man in gray unloaded the cold color on his face, and then continued to look at the little white dragon among the Golden Dragon beads.

Ye Yun was certainly not soft, but just at that moment, the Golden Dragon light bar that had been fluctuating in his body suddenly sent a message to Ye Yun's mind: my noumenon only belongs to you.

"You three maintain the purple mask. I'm going to include this golden dragon ball in the space ring."

The leading grey old man spoke, and the other three grey old men nodded repeatedly.

Then the old man in grey stopped the input of purple light, took out the space ring, tore a crack in the purple mask with his hand, and was just about to put his hand in.

Mutation!

A golden dragon light bar suddenly appeared, and quickly passed through the gap torn by the old man in gray and disappeared into the golden dragon ball.

The next moment, the little white dragon among the Golden Dragon beads suddenly opened his eyes.

Ang

The sound of dragon singing sounded. The little white dragon from the Golden Dragon Ball had an earth shaking momentum.

Moreover, the white scales on the little white dragon's body turned into gold in an instant.

Little white dragon becomes little golden dragon!

"It's not good. Hurry up and seal the purple mask to prevent xiaojinlong from escaping."

This sudden change greatly changed the face of the old man in gray. He hurriedly repaired the torn gap and tried his best to absorb the purple light into the purple mask.

Of course, the other three old men in gray did not neglect it at all, and tried their best to input purple light into the purple mask.

"The little white dragon not only lives, but also completely becomes a little golden dragon. It's amazing!"

There was a loud exclamation around the crowd.

The sound of dragon chanting continued to ring, as if with a supreme majesty, which made everyone subconsciously have a sense of inferiority.

"Did the little golden dragon and the nine dragons that fell 200 years ago come from the upper world?"

Ye Yun was the first sword God in the sky continent in his last life. He has a wide range of knowledge, and has also heard some legends about the "dragon".

However, the legend is only a legend after all. There is no dragon in the whole continent.

At this moment, there was a strong golden light suddenly rising at eight positions in the forest ruins.

Every golden light carries a supreme majesty that can not be described in words.

In the dark holy stone workshop.

Xia Jiudao, who was closing his eyes, suddenly opened his eyes, and the black box next to him opened automatically.

Nine knives were suspended around their body, and the knife Qi filled every inch of the space of the dark holy stone workshop.

"Coming?"

Xia Jiudao stood up and his body trembled slightly.

"Addo, are you afraid?"

Xia Jiudao suddenly looked at the hunchback old woman who didn't know when the broom had taken off her hand.

"Ah Feng, I'm not afraid at all. I've been waiting for this moment for 100 years. In the past 100 years, I haven't been so excited and excited as now!"

The voice of the hunchback old woman is no longer hoarse, but becomes crisp and even pleasant.

Her hunchback became a 90 degree waist, and she straightened up slowly.

A breeze blew away the fat black hat that covered the whole face of the old woman, revealing a beautiful face full of tears

Holy stone square.

Click!

A crisp sound rose abruptly. There were cracks on the surface of the golden dragon ball.

Is it that the little golden dragon is ready to break the dragon ball?

Everyone exclaimed in their hearts. As for the four old men in grey, their faces were very dignified.

I can't find the living little golden dragon. If it escapes again, it will fall short of success!

Ang

The little golden dragon made a greater sound of dragon singing, and at the same time, the golden dragon ball broke directly.

Not only the golden dragon ball, but also the purple mask trembled violently.

"Try your best, even if you die, you can't let the little golden dragon escape."

The leading grey old man shouted, and the other three grey old men nodded again and again.

Because after the little golden dragon broke the golden dragon ball, it began to angrily collide with the purple mask.

And with little Jinlong's constant collision, many cracks have appeared in the purple mask.

"Sacrifice blood essence to stabilize the purple mask."

The leading old man in grey shouted loudly and offered ten drops of blood essence first.

The other three old men in grey offered ten drops of blood essence at the same time.

Surprisingly, the blood essence of the four old men in Gray was not Yan red, but purple.

With the dripping of forty drops of purple blood essence, the cracks on the purple mask completely disappeared.

This makes the Golden Dragon more and more irritable.

"I have sent a secret message to the headquarters of the forest market management office. The four of us only need to stick to a cup of tea, and someone will come to support us."

Leading the old man in grey, with the dripping of 40 drops of blood essence, the whole purple mask was fixed again, which made him breathe a sigh of relief.

At the moment, however, the change is happening again.

The eight white dragon balls that had been cut out earlier came out of the master's hand at the same time, turned into a white light and collided with the purple mask.

Bang Bang

The sound of impact came everywhere, and the purple mask was instantly loaded with countless larger cracks by eight white dragon beads.

"No, continue to sacrifice blood essence."

The leading old man in grey shouted loudly, and this time he directly sacrificed twenty drops of blood essence.

The other three old men in gray clothes almost at the same time, one of them sacrificed twenty drops of blood essence.

However, in the face of the crazy collision of eight white dragon beads, no matter how much blood essence is sacrificed, it is useless.

Boom!

After an unprecedented loud noise, the purple mask was finally completely broken.