Emperor of Nine Suns

"This bloody black panther is even more condensed and cultivated... These spirit beasts are only initially infected with the evil spirit and can be easily recovered. If you sell them, you can contribute at least 40,000 points to one... This You're going to make a lot of money!"

The one-eyed man nodded repeatedly.

"Hey, everyone earns money from doing business with Mr. Duan! 25,000 contribution points per head, there are six heads here... This is 150,000 contribution points, and I won't bargain!"

Finally, the one-eyed man took out a crystal jade card and threw it to Duan Ji. With one big hand, he put several crooked spirit beast mounts on the ground into the storage ring, and then cupped his hands at Duan Ji. "Fiction" novel chapters are updated the fastest

"Mr. Duan will continue to look for me if he still has the goods in the future, and come and go frequently!"

"No Wèntí!" The black-clothed old man nodded, and saw the one-eyed man chuckle and disappear as soon as he turned around.

This one-eyed guy... has such a profound cultivation!

A strange light flashed across Chu Chen's pupils. The one-eyed man seemed a bit wretched, but in fact he had a very high level of cultivation.

When he appeared, Chu Chen could hardly see where he came from, and he disappeared as soon as he left at this time. This Sùdù alone was enough to shock the world.

It seems that Duan Ji and that one-eyed man are really not simple...

Chu Chen was surprised by the cultivation of the two, while the others were speechless when they saw this scene.

This old man in black is too good at business! The mount bought with 5,000 contribution points was sold for 25,000 as soon as it changed hands. This is beyond the word 'black heart'. This guy is simply crazy to make money!

"Hey, little brother, I think your donkey is pretty cool, are you interested in making a move?"

After finishing the transaction with the one-eyed man, the old man in black walked up to Chu Chen, glanced at Wangcai who was hanging his head weakly, and a dazzling light suddenly flashed in his eyes.

"Hehe... the old man is too much for the prize, he's just a donkey, he won't be on the stage."

The corner of Chu Chen's mouth curled slightly, "Wang Cai and I hit it off, but I don't intend to sell it."

"It's called Wangcai? Good name, hahaha..."

After being rejected by Chu Chen, the old man in black didn't care,

He smiled and nodded, "It's okay, there is plenty of time, when you want to sell this black donkey, just come to me and I will definitely give you a satisfactory price."

"Why did this old man fall in love with that skinny black donkey? Could it be that his old eyes are dizzy?"

Some people in the crowd murmured slightly when they saw this scene. To be honest, seeing that Duan Ji made five times the price just now, many people felt uncomfortable, especially those few who sold the mount at a low price. He was even more angry, this guy was so blatantly black-hearted, it was really a little too irritating.

In fact, among the crowd present, if there was one mount that stood out the most, it would be a tall one-horned golden-scaled beast among the crowd.

It was a mount that looked like a lion but not a lion and a tiger and not a tiger. It was tall and fit, with shiny fur, and a layer of golden scales shone dazzlingly on its body.

The most miraculous thing is that there is a three-foot-long golden horn on the head of this spirit beast. At first glance, it seems to be made of gold, with a metallic luster, which faintly radiates to the surroundings. An extremely tyrannical fluctuation.

The one-horned golden-scaled beast is the extremely spirit beast mount that monks dream of. This spirit beast contains a trace of the blood of the ancient beast Qilin, so it is extremely powerful. Qilin is one of the most powerful beasts in ancient times. Wang, so this golden-scale unicorn is born with a trace of unicorn power, and has an innate suppression of other spirit beasts.

And on the back of the golden-scaled unicorn sat a handsome young man, wearing a golden robe, tall and straight, with sword-browed and star-eyed eyes.

Although he just sat on the back of his mount and didn't make any movements, his body exuded a sharp and sharp aura naturally!

It seems that the person sitting on the back of the golden-scaled unicorn is not a person, but a peerless and sharp sword!

A strong swordsman, this guy is a strong swordsman!

There was a flash of light in Chu Chen's eyes. This young man in golden robe gave him a very sharp and sharp feeling. This aura is the unique "sword aura" of kendo monks. He had seen it on Qi Fei before. So it's obvious at a glance.

Apart from the incomparably fierce and sharp sword aura, this young man exuded a noble and domineering aura that can only be possessed after a long time in a high position. It is obvious that he has a very high status and is a pampered nobleman all the year round.

Beside the golden-robed boy are four middle-aged men dressed as bodyguards. These four are actually very strong monks. They all have murderous looks in their eyes, and their aura is as majestic as a prison, like hidden storms. Like a volcano.

"Hehe, don't look at the thin and sickly appearance of this donkey, which seems to be useless. In fact, this is a very good horse. Seeing that this little brother is a disciple of the Medicine Palace, you know that he will definitely not have a reason. Riding such a rubbish mount, he ventured into the Yankeng."

Duan Ji seemed to have heard other people's mutterings, but he didn't get angry when he smiled, but after hearing his words, the expressionless young man in golden robe who was originally sitting on the back of the golden scale unicorn couldn't help but opened his eyes, faintly He glanced at Chu Chen, and a gleam of disdain flashed across his dark and crystal pupils:

"Hmph, what is the Medicine Palace? It's just a vain name! Those disciples of the Medicine Palace only know how to burn furnaces and refine medicine all day long, so what can they do! My Sword Palace is the number one palace in the world!"

The cold voice exuded a chilling coldness like pearls falling on a jade plate, and the young man in the golden robe stared at him, as if he didn't pay attention to Chu Chen, a disciple of the medicine palace.

The four guards around him immediately echoed after hearing this: "Master Jian is right, the so-called medicine palace is just a medicine refining shop, how can it compare with my sword palace!"

"The disciples of the Medicine Palace are just relying on their ability to refine some pills. If they really want to fight, one of the disciples of the Sword Palace can beat ten of them!"

"Of course, which force under the heavens dares to challenge my Sword Palace! We are the most lethal force among the many forces!"

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This guy is actually a disciple of Sword Palace! Chu Chen was really surprised at this time. Swordsman monks have always been the most powerful line of attack and lethality among all monks. Toughest opponent.