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"Say it again, you want 3,000 spiritual herbs?" Even with the Qi-nourishing skills of the old ghost of You Ming, he exclaimed when he heard this number. Bayi? Chinese Network? W? W (i) W (i). (1) 8? 1ZW. COM

Three thousand spirit grasses, what kind of concept is that? Converted into spirit stones, it would basically reach 300,000, which is considered a large sect's total income for a month.

You know, that kind of super sect has countless qi training monks, and the value of so many qi training monks in a month is only three thousand spiritual herbs. If you want one person, how can you get it out.

It's no wonder that Old Ghost You Ming was so shocked after hearing this number.

This little guy who is only four layers of tempered body really opened his mouth.

It's like an ant wishing to become a giant.

In fact, not only the disciples of the Eastern Immortal Sect took a breath, but also the barbarians of the ancient barbarian tribe were extremely shocked, some were so surprised that their eyeballs almost fell off.

What kind of concept is three thousand spiritual grasses? For the barbarians who are scarce spiritual grasses, that is an unspeakable existence. I heard that the Huyan family made demon armor for the big demon king, and the number of spiritual grasses produced was only a thousand. And no matter how good the flag in the old man's hand is, can it be worth a piece of demon armor?

Totally impossible.

Therefore, after Li Tian said the price, the barbarians, looking at Li Tian's expression revealed a strange look, thinking that it was absolutely impossible to ask such a price.

Li Tian was always calm, neither in a hurry nor in a hurry, just stood there so quietly, watching the old ghost with eagle eyes as sharp as an eagle. He knew that if it was in the Tianyuan Continent, he really wouldn't be able to offer such a price, but it was different in the place of trial. With the strength of the Eastern Dao Xianmen, it would be very easy to capture a few blood mountains.

What's more, the old Youming ghost fought with Zhong Ming that day. I believe that even if Zhong Ming didn't die, the spirit herbs and medicines on his body might have entered into the old ghost's pocket.

Three thousand spirit grasses are difficult, but Li Tian believes that this number can be obtained by the old ghost Youming.

"Junior, it seems that we don't need to talk about it. You have no sincerity at all. Could it be that you are a spiritual grass, and the Chinese cabbage grown in your house is not good?" The old ghost You Ming snorted coldly. If he asked him to take out three thousand spiritual grasses, it would be a shame. Bleeding profusely, I want to cut his heart.

Even the barbarians in the same camp felt that Li Tian's appetite this time was too great.

Only Li Tian doesn't think so.

The refusal of Old Ghost You Ming was also within his expectation. After all, three thousand spiritual grasses are of great weight wherever they are placed, enough to cause any one to compete.

"Old man, now you only have two choices, either hand over three thousand spiritual grasses, or wait for us to lead an army to crush your sect!" Li Tian stood beside the Iron Queen, very strong.

In fact, the current situation is that the barbarians have the absolute upper hand. Most of the half-step foundation cultivators of the Eastern Immortal Sect are trapped at the Lion King Statue. Now is the time when they are on the decline. If Li Tian If you don't beat the dog in the water, then he is not Li Tian.

As for the conscience, there is nothing wrong with it. The world of monks is all about the jungle. Even though the ghost old Nether played with Li Tian back then, didn't he think about today?

"Good! Good! Good!" The old ghost You Ming laughed, with shock and anger in his voice, "It's a good one to smash our host's fairy gate! I don't know how many years, no one dared to say such a thing!"

The old ghost of You Ming locked Li Tian with an air machine, and he found that every word and deed of this young man made him so angry that he almost said everything to death, without leaving any sympathy.

But even though he was frightened and angry, after thinking about it carefully, he realized that he really only had those two roads to go. If he took the risk of taking the second road, maybe the barbarian army would really attack by then. , the scene has reached the point where it cannot be controlled.

At that time, the disciples in the school will suffer heavy losses, and he really cannot bear that responsibility.

So, really only the first option is left.

It's extremely frustrating! Incomparably angry! The old ghost Youming wished he could tear Li Tian into pieces and use his soul to make lamp oil!

"Five hundred, I can take out so much!" Old Ghost You Ming began to compromise.

But facing his conditions, Li Tian remained motionless, still watching coldly.

"Eight hundred, this is my limit, I really can't go higher!"

Hearing the number 800, many barbarians nodded in agreement. But Li Tian still didn't say a word.

"One thousand, just one thousand. If it's higher, then let's fight. I will accompany you to the end!" The old ghost You Ming gritted his teeth. That's a thousand spiritual grasses. How long does it take to accumulate even half a step of foundation building? Such a huge net worth?

"One thousand spirit grasses is a piece of demon armor!" Many barbarians were excited when they heard such a number, their eyes were burning with fire.

"Okay, since you are not sincere, let's fight." Li Tian sneered and said to Yali:

"My lord, please also invite the First Prince to bring troops here to destroy this army of outsiders!"

Hearing Li Tian's words, Yali glanced at him in surprise, a thousand spiritual herbs, even if she was tempted, she didn't expect that the tone of "Tianli" was still so flat, as if she didn't care about it at all. These thousand spiritual herbs are nothing in the eyes.

This kind of boldness made Yali admire, so she followed Li Tian's words and said:

"Okay! Since he is not sincere, let's fight each other!"

Many disciples of the host immortal sect turned pale instantly.

To be honest, monks are afraid of death, otherwise they would not expect to break through to a higher realm and pursue the way of longevity.

"One thousand is already the limit, and you still don't agree. At worst, I'll just give you the flag in my hand!" Old Ghost You Ming said, his heart was bleeding.

"Whatever you want." Li Tian only said these three words.

Hearing Li Tian's words, the old ghost Youming was completely speechless. He faintly felt that this barbarian boy knew the importance of his soul-refining ghost banner to him.

"Two thousand!" The old ghost You Ming raised the price again. This price made the barbarians take a deep breath, wishing to replace Li Tian immediately and agree.

It was Yali, who was very satisfied when she heard the price.

But Li Tian remained indifferent.

"It's still the same sentence, three thousand, no matter what you say today, it's useless." Li Tian said lightly, as if everything was already under his control.

Hearing this sentence, the old ghost of You Ming suddenly became sluggish, as if he had aged dozens of years all of a sudden.

He knew that he was going to bleed heavily this time. Although this barbarian's cultivation base was low, his disposition had already reached the level of a monster.