Martial Inverse

Chapter 488 Abnormal Treasure

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?Chapter 488 Abnormal Treasure

With the wool of 170,000 gold coins, a piece of attribute spirit iron was actually produced, which raised Xu Han's strength to another level in everyone's hearts.

The gamblers around were also inhaling, their eyes filled with envy.

Although this is only a piece of low-grade spirit iron, because of its metallic properties, it is worth at least four million yuan, and its value has directly doubled by more than 20 times!

Hearing the exclamations around him, Xu Han's face changed into a look of complacency again.

Being able to choose a piece of attribute spirit iron from ordinary wool is the result of luck and strength.

Luck, it's really good, it can be compared to the prefecture-level high-ranking Xiangshi master!

"It's your turn!"

Seeing the surprise that flashed in Feng Hao's eyes, Xu Han felt even more proud, and said softly with a haughty face.

"Hey, don't worry, you want to lose that much?"

Feng Hao chuckled, and picked up the scorched stone at his feet in a leisurely manner.

Such rough material, even he himself thinks that there is not much hope, but if he chooses a piece of Wu Jing or spirit iron wool material, isn't he already lost now?

"Little thing, if you play tricks on me, you will be miserable!"

Feng Hao muttered in his heart, and he could only place his hope on this scorched stone.

One hundred thousand Wu Jing, he can't afford to lose it!

Such words immediately made Xu Han's face darken again, and he stared at Feng Hao resentfully, his face twitched, showing a little distorted.

"Boy, admit defeat quickly, so as not to lose face!"

"Hey, this kid knows how to talk!"

"I don't know the heights of the heavens and the depths of the earth, my young master, that is an earth-level Xiangshi master!"

The guards beside him were all shouting.

"Hehe, Earth-level Xiangshi masters? It seems... There are not a few Earth-level masters who lost to me."

Feng Hao chuckled lightly, and said in a neutral tone.

Speaking of which, it is true that there are prefecture-level Xiangshi masters who were defeated by him, although they also relied on small balls.

"Arrogance!"

"Ridiculous!"

"I think he's crazy!"

At this time, not only Xu Han and his party, but even the children of the Xiangshi family shouted angrily.

What does he mean? A prefecture-level Xiangshi master is not as good as a bad gambler like him?

"Not arrogance..."

Feng Hao shook his head pretending to be helpless, and said plainly, "Instead, I never lost when I bet on stones!"

"Good boy, stop bragging too much!"

"I think he has forgotten his weight, and he should be taught a lesson so that he can have a long memory!"

This was indeed the truth, but his truth was unacceptable to all the members of the Xiangshi family. It can be said that at this time, Feng Hao officially became the common enemy of all the members of the Xiangshi family present.

"Hey, I believe in my luck!"

Feng Hao let out a chuckle, and spit out Wu Yuan in his hand, he attracted all the eyes around him, all eyes were looking at the scorched black wool, the surrounding became very quiet, you could hear a needle drop.

"Swish!..."

With a soft sound, layers of scorched soil were peeled off, as if baked by a sky fire, without any aura to speak of, it was just scorched earth!

A little bit, the whole piece of wool has been cut off by a small half, and there is still no aura leaking out, not to mention the brilliance, it is just a piece of waste!

"Hush!..."

On the scene, even the gamblers booed.

This time, one hundred thousand Wu Jing just went to waste.

At this time, the scorched stone in Feng Hao's hand was only the size of a fist, and it was still lifeless without any aura. Obviously, it was just a piece of waste!

"That guy isn't really kidding me, is he?"

At this time, Feng Hao's heart was also beating drums, his palms were sweating, and he couldn't help slowing down the speed of peeling.

"spendthrift!"

This is the evaluation of him by the two beautiful maids behind him.

nothing to lose,

Never lost, at this moment, everyone in the audience thought it was a big joke!

"Hurry up!"

"Why do you want to delay time? Hehe, boy, let me tell you, it's useless. If you renege on your debt, Langye Holy Land will not protect you!"

Those guards shouted recklessly, seeing Feng Hao's heavy face, they were all very proud, as if they had already got one hundred thousand Wu Jing.

"What's the rush? You want to lose so much?"

Feng Hao raised his eyebrows, and said in a neutral tone, closing his eyes, speeding up the speed of exploitation...

"Swish!..."

Only the scorched stone the size of a fist gradually shrunk in his hands, and when it reached the size of half a fist, a layer of dark red glow lingered out, making the surrounding air scorching hot.

"what?"

Feeling the hot heat in his hands, Feng Hao opened his eyes, and saw the faint dark red glow, "What is this?"

He didn't understand that this dark red destruction was not like the movement of Wu Jing, nor the condensation of spirit iron, but it had its own unique color and energy.

"Is this...?"

A rather senior Xiangshi old man opened his pupils, his body trembled, and he opened his mouth. His lips trembled a little as he spoke, as if he had seen something inconceivable.

"This implication seems to be..."

The expressions of the disciples of the Xiangshi family around them also changed drastically, and their eyes were locked on the scorched stone surrounded by a layer of dark red energy.

"It's impossible, how could something like that come out of ordinary wool!"

Xu Han's complexion changed drastically, his face turned pale, he exclaimed, and he took a few steps back, looking a little flustered.

"Um?"

Seeing their reactions, Feng Hao's heart moved, "Could it be something other than Wu Jing and Ling Tie?"

Just feeling the scorching heat on his hand, he believed that the things contained in it were definitely higher than Wu Jing and Spirit Iron, and he was overjoyed immediately.

"Could it be a foreign crystal?!"

Just thinking about it, Feng Hao's breathing became rapid, and the Wu Yuan in his hand spat out again, and the Jiao Shi shrank again.

As the scorched stone slowly shrinks, the temperature in the hall rises even more rapidly, and some people with weaker cultivation bases have to call out Wu Yuan to resist the unbearable scorching heat.

The dark red glow became more intense, and heat wave ripples visible to the naked eye burst out from the small scorched stone, sweeping around.

"Ding!..."

With a soft sound, everyone's hearts trembled, and then a dazzling light burst out from the scorched stone in Feng Hao's hand. The bright light, like a dazzling hot sun, illuminated the whole Hall, so that people can not look directly!

At this time, even if they couldn't see anything, everyone's heart would be shocked, especially those gamblers, because they were very familiar with this kind of strong light, which was a kind of priceless treasure. sign. ~