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"so cheap!"

Ding Wan'er was surprised.

Heavenly Soul Cave has always been single-handed, and the total amount of cultivation resources is far less than that of other holy places, but the per capita level is very high.

Ding Wan'er collected all the spirit stones on her body, the total value was comparable to five top-quality spirit stones, and exchanged for fifteen seven-star heavenly soul grass.

"Luluo, these spirit grasses are not only able to break through the peak Martial Emperor for the teacher, but also guarantee that you can also practice this technique to the peak, and even, there are still many left."

Ding Wan'er was very happy, she quickly put away the Heavenly Soul Grass and said.

"But, Master, you buy the Seven Stars Heavenly Soul Grass with all the spirit stones. Naturally, you don't have to worry about your soul being hurt. But what about your daily practice?"

Luluo looked worried.

The big brown bear also said: "Yeah, you can't rely on the thin aura around you to cultivate every day. In this case, it may take hundreds of years to improve a small realm."

Hearing what the two said, Ding Wan'er was stunned.

She suddenly realized that after seeing the high-quality Seven-Star Heavenly Soul Grass, she was a little overexcited and bought too much at once.

The cultivators who practiced the Heavenly Soul True Art, entered the Martial Emperor and gathered their Primordial Spirit before they began to need the Heavenly Soul Grass to assist in their practice.

Since the soul condensed was performed only every third level, if you calculated conservatively, each person only needed three celestial soul grasses.

So, Ding Wan'er only left eight Heavenly Soul Grass, took out all the rest, and said with a bitter face, "This fellow Daoist, can you... return it?"

Wang Miao glanced at her.

"Once purchased, it will not be returned, this is the principle."

After all, he left with Wei Fengliu.

Ding Waner really wanted to stalk and beg Wang Miao to return some of the goods, so that she could return with some spirit stones, but when she remembered the scene where the other party led down a thunderbolt to kill the two-headed wolf, she couldn't help but shuddered and gave up this quickly. thoughts of death.

"Master, our Heavenly Soul Cave is poor."

Luluo pouted, looking aggrieved.

"No money to be afraid of, I'm Emperor Wu, the big brown bear is a middle-ranking rank, comparable to the peak of the Martial Saint, and you're the Emperor of Wu, even if you go out and act as a thug, you can earn a lot of spirit stones."

Ding Wan'er put away the Seven Stars Heavenly Soul Grass and said seriously.

"I remembered that Tianxiu City, 30,000 miles away, has been holding exchange meetings, and there is a battle of defense. The winner can get a lot of spiritual stone rewards, we can try it."

Luluo remembered something and smiled wickedly.

"Okay, you scoundrel, you must have sneaked down the mountain to play while I was in a coma, right?"

Ding Wan'er pretended to be angry and wanted to beat Luluo when she caught it.

The big brown bear on the side watched this warm scene and found that Tianhun Cave was very nice. The masters and apprentices here were more like relatives and treated each other very well.

Compared with the fighting outside, it prefers it here.

Even if it's just a mount, it's still happy.

Tianxiu City.

One of the three major cities in the Liuli Great Domain.

Before the World Destruction War, this city already existed, and its successive city lords were all great figures of the Martial Emperor level.

At this time, a person walked in.

Behind him, followed by a pig and five flower fairies.

"Who is this, how to bring ordinary domestic pigs to Tianxiu City, I don't know that only cultivators are allowed to enter the city... Ouch, Lord Wudi, I was wrong, please go to the highest-level stand.

"

As Wang Miao released a breath, the practitioner who was guarding the gate nodded and bowed to invite Wang Miao in.

The fairy flower in the flowerpot bent down, trembling constantly, as if twitching with laughter.

After a while.

Wang Miao sat on a suspended platform, overlooking a ring below.

on the ring.

The two practitioners of the Martial Spirit Realm were sparring, and the surroundings were already crowded with practitioners, shouting loudly.

"Use Dawei Tianlong!"

"Don't believe him, I bet a lot, so I should use the black tiger to get my heart out!"

The cultivators around became more and more excited as they shouted, as if it was not the two people in the ring who were discussing, but them.

"Sir, what are we doing here?"

Wei Fengliu was still in the form of a domestic pig, but at the moment he was sitting on the reclining chair, with his arms stretched out, and there were two maids beside him pinching his shoulders, which was very comfortable.

Wang Miao glanced at a floating platform and said, "Those few melons are here, of course I have to come and see."

at this time.

The iron-headed baby Wang Miao was standing on the edge of a floating platform, learning the fighting style of the practitioners on the arena, constantly gesturing.

Hua Mao Sanjiu lay on the seat, looking away helplessly.

After arriving at the Liuli Domain, they relied on the little raccoon's treasure-hunting skills to easily find the mission target "Zi Luoxiang", and then came here.

Wang Teng was very interested in arena battles, so he booked this top-level suspended platform like a VIP box to watch the competition on the arena.ァ新ヤ~⑧~1~中文网ωωω.χ~⒏~1zщ.còм

Tianxiu City is also known as the "City of Fighting".

There are the best arenas and service facilities in the Liuli Domain, and practitioners come to the stage every day to learn from each other.

At this time, Huamao Sanjiu saw the platform several kilometers away, just met Wang Miao's deep and calm eyes, and was so frightened that her whole body froze.

"Shh!"

Wang Miao made a silent gesture and covered himself with a cloud of mist.

Hua Mao Sanjiu immediately curled up and did not dare to speak.

at this time.

The competition in the arena has reached the white-hot stage, and there is still no winner.

"I didn't expect your strength to be so strong. Since that's the case, don't blame me for using a little trick."

One of the practitioners took out a virgin fruit and ate it in one bite, and the breath on his body instantly rose to the seventh level of martial arts.

boom!

The opponent was knocked out.

"Did you think I didn't?"

The cultivator who was beaten was furious, and ate a Sydney in three or two times, rising from the sixth level of martial arts to the eighth level of martial arts, but instead suppressed the opponent.

Not to be outdone, both sides continued to rely on eating fruit to improve their cultivation, and soon broke through from the Martial Spirit Realm to the Martial King.

"What kind of spiritual fruit is this, and it can instantly improve the cultivation base?"

"Where is it for sale, I want to buy it!"

The practitioners watching the battle were all boiling.

on the floating platform.

Qian Wanwan laughed and said to a Martial Saint next to him: "See, this is called a marketing method. After the battle is over, the business of our Wanbaolou branch will be very hot."

"The owner is really amazing!"

That Wu Sheng quickly gave a thumbs up.

In terms of doing business, he would like to respect the money as the strongest.

After several rounds of fierce battles.

A cultivator drank a glass of watermelon juice in public, ascended to the sixth level of Wuwang, overwhelmed his opponent, and successfully won this competition.

Then, this person stepped in the middle of the ring and shouted: "Do you want to become stronger, then drink the watermelon juice sold by Wanbaolou, and you will become stronger if you protect your gold!"

"It turned out to be Wanbao Building!"

"Walk around and see what new products are on sale recently."

Many practitioners left quickly.

on the seat.

The King of Watermelon felt offended when he listened to the advertisements uploaded in the arena.

With the end of this competition, a burly and strong man appeared on the stage.

He released the breath of Wu Zun's cultivation base, and a giant phantom appeared behind him. After looking around for a week, he pointed to Wang Teng who was standing on the edge of the floating platform.

"That little brat is you, come down and learn from uncle."

"Don't worry, this is the stage of free competition. It doesn't matter whether you win or lose, the important thing is to activate the atmosphere. By the way, I can stand in place and let you punch three times."

After speaking, the man folded his arms and stood there waiting.

In his opinion, even if Wang Teng was the son of Emperor Wu, at this age, he would still be King Wu if he died. New 81 Chinese website updates the fastest mobile terminal: https:/

Even if he stood up and let him punch three times, it didn't hurt.

"Ah, really?"

Wang Teng pointed to himself, then jumped off the platform hundreds of meters high, smashing the arena with cobweb-like cracks.

"This!"

"The arena that can resist Wu Sheng's attack is so broken?"

The strong man's eyelids twitched wildly, and his whole body trembled.