Tiangong Creation Beast

The two teams looked at each other, and finally Fan Yuehua said hello first: "Do you have any interesting places to recommend?"

Seeing Fan Yuehua's enthusiasm, the people in that team were too embarrassed to put on a cold face. They thought for a moment and replied with a smile: "Are you interested in the weapon spirit market? The weapon spirits there are quite interesting."

"Weapon spirit?" There was confusion on Yue Yang's face. Isn't the weapon spirit fixed? It's impossible for them to change their weapons, so why should they go to find the weapon spirit?

Believing that he would be able to give birth to weapon spirits from his giant hammer, Yue Yang had not paid attention to this information.

Yue Zhen knew that the weapon spirit these people were talking about should be similar to the one beside Lan Bai.

It is not an innate weapon spirit, but an acquired weapon spirit that is passively transformed into a weapon spirit.

This method is cruel and deprives another life of freedom.

Seeing the confusion on Yue Yang's face, the other team members showed embarrassment on their faces.

Well, it turns out that there are still people in the Dark Night Blood Palace who don’t know about this kind of thing.

I deeply feel that Yue Yang's behavior does not look like a monk from the Dark Night Blood Palace. How could the monks from the Dark Night Blood Palace not know this method!

If Yue Yang hadn't said this, the monks who bullied the weak and feared the strong would have even ridiculed him severely.

For a weak race, living is a mistake.

"My natal magic weapon can give birth to weapon spirits on its own." Yue Yang tightened his grip on his giant hammer.

Shi Cunfei's attention was all on Xing Ning, and Shi Cunfei didn't care where he was going.

It was precisely after grasping this that these monks from the Dark Night Blood Palace dared to open their mouths in front of Mo Yu and Fuyue, because even if this matter was brought up in front of Lan Bai and Ye Linze, they would not be scolded.

It's them.

Although Xing Ning's Ning'an clan has connections with the world, their innate affinity will make all the monks they meet show kindness to them.

Those creatures were crowded into cages. The more decent cages could be bigger, but the less decent ones could only be squeezed together with a bunch of people, and their faces were so squeezed that they were deformed.

I don’t know what to say, and I really don’t have anything to say.

If it is just a weapon spirit, at least it still has life and is still alive.

When the Tiangong clan was around, the Huanyu monks would never be so blatant.

Seeing this scene, Pei Liang and Xing Ning frowned subconsciously.

The more I thought about it, the more I thought it was possible. Tian Qing quietly guided people to go there.

Yue Yang's performance seemed a bit unexpected in the Dark Night Blood Palace.

A weak race with coveted wealth makes life even more painful.

Even if the reasonable transactions conducted in the Dark Night Blood Palace are unequal, we cannot care about it. We can only blame ourselves for being uninformed and suffering a loss.

He also shook his head and looked at the others.

Perhaps it was the attitudes of these two people that made this group of monks think this was feasible. The prices were higher and more outrageous. Fan Yuehua and others who were joining in the fun behind them frowned.

But the person who did this was Xing Ning, and he had a crush on Xing Ning that even made him scared. Shi Cunfei knew that this was abnormal, but he could not raise any hostility towards Xing Ning no matter what.

It's just that the weapon spirit has a lot to choose from, but he is short of money and really can't afford the money.

He didn't understand why Xing Ning stuffed a candy for him.

The huge entrance has four eye-catching characters written on it - "Qi Ling Market".

Narrowing her eyes slightly, she was very satisfied with the seed. When Wen Renyuan raised her head and saw where it was, she finally understood why Fan Yuehua was going to go around it.

"They are not that stupid, just watch." Anyone with a discerning eye can see that these Dark Night Blood Palace monks are taking advantage of others. Yue Zhen thought that she was afraid of disappointing these Dark Night Blood Palace monks.

They may even wonder if there is something wrong with this monk, or if it is the work of some forces sneaking into the Dark Night Blood Palace.

Pei Liang's Linan clan belongs to a reclusive race and does not communicate with the world. They live in a corner and live their own small lives.

The expression on Fuyue's face changes very little. Her emotions have always been very light, without much change. Even if there are subtle changes at this time, no one will notice.

They had never seen this kind of scene before, and Pei Liang and Xing Ning couldn't control their expressions for a while.

After receiving this message, the Dark Night Blood Temple monks who were selling them instantly became enthusiastic about these two people.

Shi Yinye does not need a weapon spirit. His weapon is himself. What the huge hard python can do is unmatched by any weapon spirit.

As for Moyu, Lanbai deceived others with a smile on his face. Let's just say that this person is a mathematician, and the mathematician's intuition will not let him be fooled like this.

Tian Qing, on the other hand, looked gentle and polite, with a clear smile always on his face.

He won't be sold. Even if he is sold, he is sure to escape and make the person who sells him look good.

The weapon spirit? He prefers food.

A group of people suddenly stopped saying anything. Okay, you have no idea how many lives you have. Don’t worry, we know.

Shi Yinye is not that stupid to give up his own advantages to use weapons just for the sake of that special weapon spirit.

With him and Xing Ning, who was very friendly, the group of people walked in that direction smoothly.

When he reached the place, he looked up and saw the words written on it. Fan Yuehua was a little surprised: "How did you get here."

Fan Yuehua:......

"My brother has a weapon spirit, and it seems reasonable that I should get one too." Tian Qing's eyebrows were slightly curved, and the shallow pear dimples at the corners of her mouth made her look very harmless.

Now it's too late to regret it. There has been no news about the Tiangong clan in Huanyu for an unknown amount of time.

It is clear that behind these two people stand Lan Bai and Young Emperor Ye Linze. They definitely have a lot of resources, and it would be very cruel for a group of people to make a price.

Through the shriveled seeds, Wen Renyuan could feel the power contained in the seeds.

Pei Liang was still thinking, and he asked a question: "Which one do you think is stronger, the weapon spirit or my racial talent?"

She closed her eyes, her sky blue eyes were clear and clean, and the emotion in them was very light, with a kind of aloof indifference, which would not make anyone doubt her attitude.

"Where to go next?" Fan Yuehua had already walked back from a Dark Night Blood Palace monk, holding the map he had just obtained.

Yue Yang didn't want to give in, and he wasn't interested in these weapon spirits.

Some creatures with a long history began to miss the Tiangong clan.

"Are there any other interesting places?" Fan Yuehua felt the atmosphere condense for a moment, and he even saw the surprised looks cast by many monks.

After telling Fuyue about this matter through the Tiangong Liaison Platform, Pei Liang, who had been observing Tian Qing, soon realized Tian Qing's purpose.

Shi Cunfei held the candy that Xing Ning stuffed in his hand, and his dark eyes that did not match his appearance were a little dazed at this moment.

He glanced at the others and saw that no one raised any objections. Fan Yuehua, who had not insisted on leaving, quickly compromised and was the first to go in.

Yue Zhen, who is not good at fighting and has always complemented Yue Yang, does not need a weapon spirit.

The expression on his face remained unchanged, and his dark eyes were obscured by his lowering of his eyes. Shi Cunfei shook his head and said nothing, sounding like a cowardly and harmless child.

Fan Yuehua is somewhat interested. He is not very strong. If he has one more weapon spirit, his combat power may be greatly improved.

Wen Renyuan took Fan Yuehua's map and asked a crucial question: "Does any of us need a weapon spirit?"

These monks have no idea what they are doing.

This is the message Tian Qing and Fuyue revealed to the outside world.

Fuyue received the news from Tian Qing and knew what Tian Qing was planning to do, so she naturally covered it up: "Then let me take a look."

Seeing those creatures trembling even more, Xing Ning clenched her hands into fists. She wanted to do something, but she knew very well that she couldn't do anything, so she just said with some sadness: "I don't need it either."

The race that once dominated the world has finally disappeared in the long river of history.

And no one can save them anymore.

"Do you think I will need it?" Wen Renyuan pinched her own flower and fed the flower seeds she got not long ago to the little flower. She continued in Shi Yinye's style, "If you really want to use it, just use it as flower fertilizer."

It’s of some use.”

These monks also know a lot about Tianqing and Fuyue.

Shi Cunfei still held the candy given by Xing Ning in his hand. He had a timid look on his face, and he could even feel the greedy and scrutinizing eyes of the Dark Night Blood Temple monks in this area looking at him.

But are Moyu and Fuyue really the ones who will suffer?

Not necessarily, being able to follow Ye Linze as a subordinate proves Fuyue's ability.

It's just not cost-effective to spend so much money on a piece of food.

"I'm not good at fighting." Yue Zhen smiled shyly. Don't ask her for this kind of thing.

Not wanting to be bought by Shi Yinye is the humble wish of these humble and insignificant creatures.

As for Xing Ning, she had a smile on her face and only said one sentence: "I'm a little curious about this place."

There is really no comparison at this point. A group of people directly ignored Pei Liang and looked at Tian Qing and Fuyue who had not expressed their opinions.

Fuyue looked indifferent and listened quietly to these people's quotations without frowning or saying a word.

If someone else had given him something like this, Shi Cunfei's first reaction would definitely be that there was something wrong with the candy and they wanted to harm him.

Not knowing that Fan Yuehua was avoiding him because of him, Yue Yang happily lifted the ground that Fan Yuehua had stepped on.

What came into view were large and small cages. Next to the cage stood a monk from the Dark Night Blood Palace. When he saw someone coming, he enthusiastically went up to sell them. There were also some monks who sat there slowly and casually, looking indifferent.

Hearing Xing Ning's words, Shi Yinye, who was disinterested in this, immediately stood up: "If you are curious, go in and have a look. Since it was the place that the team recommended first, there is always something to be said for it."

Yue Yang was the first to express his stance: "Yes, yes, let's go in and have a look. Everyone is curious."

If I meet the right person, I will definitely take it.

Foreign weapon spirits are just makeshift, and no matter how compatible they are, they can't compare to the weapon spirits born by the weapon itself.

Tian Qing's eyes passed over one cage after another, and she felt a sense of sadness when she saw the creatures locked in the cages and allowed to be chosen.

"Go over there, go over there." Seeing this place, Fan Yuehua remembered Yue Yang who was not interested at all, and he started to lead everyone to other places.

What so many monks in the Dark Night Blood Palace have failed to do, this woman has done it, and this cannot be underestimated.

Speaking of Pei Liang's racial talent, it is inevitable that people will be envious and jealous.

The cage contains creatures of different races, all of which are races that are very suitable for being refined into weapon spirits.

His eyes swept over Pei Liang and Xing Ning. The way these two people came to the Dark Night Blood Palace was quite normal. Could it be that some royal family member of the guardian race ran in in an abnormal way?

The decision-making power does not lie with them, and it is very uncomfortable to feel that they cannot control themselves.

However, they were threatened by heaven, or they may have made their own active or passive choices. A group of people turned their backs on the race that once protected them.

As the guardian race of the royal family, although due to the decline of the Tiangong clan, they are not as high-profile as they used to be.

"Then let's take a walk." Tian Qing said. She looked up and looked in a certain direction of the market, feeling the strong aura of cause and effect from there.

Just as he was about to go up and say a few words, he was stopped by Yue Zhen.

But they haven't experienced much darkness either.

This kind of thing is very common in the world, and it is impossible for Shi Cunfei to accept food from others.

If it becomes food, there will really be nothing left.

If that emotion mixed with hatred was discovered, it would probably trigger an attack from the monks of the Dark Night Blood Palace.

It's just that the asking price makes people feel like they're being taken advantage of.

After hearing Shi Yinye's words, some of the creatures in the cage began to tremble.

"I don't even have a magic weapon." Shi Yinye's eyes were cold, his eyes passed over the creatures that were put out for sale, and he slowly curled his lips, "Compared to the weapon spirits, I think their taste should be good.

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"Of course there is, but I don't know what you want, and we can't give you an accurate answer. Why not take a look around for yourself?" Xu learned a lesson from Yue Yang, and the people in this team began to make peace.

The monks of the Dark Night Blood Palace don't know this kind of thing like Yue Yang. Yue Yang's behavior will only attract the ridicule of others. If he is strong, others will not even dare to laugh at him, but if he is disgusted and hates this kind of thing,

That would attract the attention of the monks from the Dark Night Blood Palace.

Fortunately, there were so many people that no one noticed the disgust and disgust in their eyes.

"You're already here, wouldn't it be a pity not to go in and take a look?" Wen Renyuan did not raise her head, she was admiring the flower seeds she had just harvested.

No matter what happens, they are still watching from behind. If something goes wrong, this team should be disbanded as soon as possible.

Indeed, no matter what these Dark Night Blood Palace monks said, Tian Qing and Fuyue always looked like that, neither interested nor impatient.

Listening quietly to the descriptions of these monks, they looked completely unmoved and it was hard to know what to do.

Feeling troubled and powerless, some monks soon began to resume normal quotations.

As soon as the normal price came out, the two finally started asking questions. Only then did a group of people understand that these two knew everything and it was impossible to rip people off.