Chapter 1419

A cry of surprise caught everyone's attention.

Two million lucky points, which is a real sky high price. All the human friars and those fighting spirits who come to this level, more than 99% of the people can not get such a lucky point.

Heavy hammer to buy a hammer head, spend a million, this has been very surprising and even shocking, and to buy this thing, he has not much luck left.

Just like a huge axe in the hand of the warspirit axe, when the heavy hammer was powerful in the domain of Yufu, there was also a very powerful weapon, that is, his heavy hammer.

Heavy hammer, heavy hammer!

Only after awakening, the heavy hammer's weapon was no longer there, and what he used was only a bad sledgehammer that he accidentally got.

At the moment, he saw his weapons, he thought of more things before his life, he bought them back.

When the rust of the heavy hammer is gone and the sun is seen again, a force of pressure is naturally released. This kind of pressure is stronger than some king level spirit soldiers. It is extraordinary at a glance.

Other people marvel, think heavy hammer picked up treasure, but only Zichen knows, this hammer if others hold in hand, still have no effect.

This is just like his scabbard, which can only be manipulated and used by people who know how to draw a knife.

One million lucky points were spent in an instant, which was the hammer of the focus of discussion, but it was because of this cry that everyone's attention was diverted.

At the moment, all the people gathered in front of the stallholder who just appeared. There was only one thing in front of him, but the price was two million.

Looking around at the other people's expressions of indifference and even ridicule, it is obvious that the thing is still useless.

"That's too bad. It's worse than that black sledgehammer."

"What people sell is weapons, but what you sell is just a little bit of power. If you want, I can give you ten times, a hundred times power

"Tut Tut, thanks to its protective effect on the fighting spirit, or you will be killed if you behave like this!"

"My own strength is myriad, a lucky spot is not worth, but you are good, take out a little, dare to sell the high price of 2 million!"

Hearing these comments, Zichen and others also heard that the other side was selling some strength.

"Go and see."

In curiosity, Zichen and others also walked in the past.

Seeing these people coming, some people's faces can not help but have a different color, thinking that these people should not also want to buy it.

But this idea flashed through my mind, because no one would be stupid enough to buy a little useless power with two million lucky points.

As just as before, Zichen and others came forward, and everyone made way for a road.

In front of him is a war spirit stall owner, whose state is unknown. He sits cross legged and talks around. He keeps his eyes closed and the old God is there.

In front of Zhan Ling, there is a crystal ball with a basin size. In the crystal ball, there is a light less than a finger long, which is like a small fish swimming back and forth in the crystal ball.

Looking forward, there is an introduction to this light.

A trace of strength: all forces can be combined, and a little power can be added after fusion.

"A little strength, what is that? Who would have lost that strength? " Man Shi scratched his head and asked.

"To be able to integrate all forces, the function sounds great, but it's useless at all! Even at the critical moment, that little power can't save your life, and it costs two million lucky points! " Wu Xie shook his head and said.

Not only the two men, but others also felt that this thing was useless. Even the heavy hammer was shaking his head.

"Sure enough, no one wants it! Because no one is short of that strength. Although this thing is strange, it is not even chicken ribs. "

Many monks shook their heads, as if to leave.

However, at this time, Zichen, who had not spoken, suddenly opened his mouth and asked, "are you sure that this trace of strength can integrate all forces?"

A word out, the silence, those monks ready to leave, but also have to stop, and then look back at the Zichen.

The old God in the stall owner, hearing this, opened his eyes and looked at Zichen. A ray of light flashed away from the other side's eyes. He explained: "this trace of power has an extraordinary origin. It is said that it is a source power and can evolve into the power of all things in the world."

Purple Chen hears, nodded, and then said: "say so, 2 million pour also not expensive!"

All around the quiet, an uproar came out in an instant.

A little bit of power, two million. Isn't that expensive?

If you want power, we can give it to you. You can refine it by yourself, not to mention a trace, even if it is a thousand silk power!

However, when people think Zichen is stupid, the stall owner says again: "you are to know goods!"

Zichen smile, say: "this thing, I bought!"

With the fall of Zichen's voice, the sound is louder all around.

Seeing the indifferent appearance of Zichen, as well as the action of preparing to draw out the lucky point, people are shocked and angry.Even if you are lucky, you can't spend it like this!

Two million to buy a scrap, is that useful?

People at this moment, but also want to go forward, a foot kick fly Zichen, to stop his trading behavior.

However, people also know that those who can bring out 2 million lucky points are not the weak ones, so even if some people have different thoughts in their hearts, they dare not go forward to stop them.

But all of us are looking forward to the presence of a powerful presence to stop them.

After all, the deal has not yet been completed, and the two million lucky spots are actually there.

Once the deal is over, even if you kill that kid, you'll get a scrap.

"Have I allowed you to trade my lucky spots?"

Prayer seemed to have worked, and an indifferent voice sounded from a distance.

With the sound of the sound, there was a rapid sound of footsteps. Then many friars came quickly and surrounded Zichen and the stall together.

These people are coming, others are stepping away from the situation.

Man Shi, Wu Xie and others turned around and looked at these people coldly. Then they saw some familiar faces from these people.

"I let you run away, but now I dare to come here and find death?"

Looking at these people in front, Wu Xie said coldly.

"Zichen, our leader of liuzongcheng, Liuyuan has come. Today is your death date!" The existence of a medium-term of a heavy domain environment, Chong Zichen drinks a way.

Unfortunately, Zichen didn't pay attention to them at all, and the transaction was still going on. His action had not stopped, and he was still drawing the lucky point.

"Didn't you hear me say trading stopped? That's my lucky spot. Have I allowed you to trade? " The indifference of the voice sounded again, the crowd separated, and a young man with a cold face came over.

Young people are the boss of liuzongcheng. Liu Yuan, the peak strength in the mid-term of the territory, is only one step away from the later stage.

He was wearing a blue dress, but there were many lines on it. These lines formed one pattern after another, and there was power surging on his body surface before he went forward.

Obviously, that blue suit should be a defense, and it is not inferior to the king level spirit soldiers.

Liu Zongcheng a group of friars that fanatical eyes, watching Liu Yuan to this side.

"It's Liu Yuan!"

"Liu Yuan's fighting power is very strong. Although the city's ranking is not at the top, it has also killed a leader of the forces ranking at the top."

"The other side has millions of lucky points, which is worth Liu Yuan's hand!"

With the approach of Liu Yuan, the voice of discussion around is also constantly ringing.

All these comments were heard, and the monks in liuzongcheng were more arrogant.

After they fled, they tried to inform their own forces. Unexpectedly, they learned that Liu Yuan was still here. After hearing about one million lucky points, Liu Yuan also brought people to kill them directly.

And coincidentally, they came to see Zichen in a two million deal.

They were shocked, but more excited. Liu Yuan, in particular, thought that he could reap a million yuan. Unexpectedly, he saw one person put out two million yuan, which was much higher than expected.

With the arrival of Liu Yuan, a group of friars came in from outside again. These friars belonged to several other forces.

Among them, there are friars from Yongwang city and Wu magic city. Wu Fei and Yong can also follow.

When they learned that the people in hupingcheng had slaughtered the people of liuzongcheng, they thought that Liu Yuan would not give up and then came in time.

With the approaching of these two forces, those friars who saw Zichen frightening the two forces also entered one after another.

Soon, it was full.

And all of them came for Zichen and Liuyuan.

As the focus of attention, Liu Yuan, with a cool face, came towards this side.

Almost everyone is looking at him, but there are two people who ignore him. It is Zichen who is trading with the stall owner.

And the action of purple Chen also did not stop, very quickly 2 million lucky point is delimit, handed over to each other.

The stall owner put away the lucky spot, handed that silk of strength to the purple Chen, the purple Chen collected.

Trading That's how it's done!

Two million How could it be spent!

People were in a daze, and Liu Yuan's look was even colder.

He cold swept purple Chen one eye, cold way: "I said let you stop trading, you did not hear it?"

Purple Chen this just turn back, also swept a eye Liu Yuan, ask a way: "you which?"

Liu Yuan was suffocating, but he couldn't allow him to report to his family. He saw that the stall owner had left, so he said to the stall owner, "that's my lucky point. The transaction stops and the things can be returned to you!"

Here, the battle spirit is protected, and no one can do harm to the war spirit. At the moment, Liu Yuan said such a thing to Zhan Ling, which was obviously outraged.All of a sudden, he lost two million lucky points. Even if he killed Zichen, he could only get a recognized waste product. He was naturally angry, so that he lost his sense of propriety.

It is generally acknowledged that fighting spirit should not be provoked here.

If you turn around and say, "I don't need to say that if you turn around and kill two million spirits, then you don't have to say that if you turn around, you don't have to laugh at me

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