Chapter 270 The difference between victory and defeat
Su Yu ignored everyone. With a thought, Zi Nu, who was shrouded in purple mist behind her, took a step forward. She was exuding amazing blood energy. She sacrificed the Blood Jade Sacred Mirror, hoping to collect the skeleton and strange bird into the blood mirror.
"Woooo..."
A faint black light burst out from the strange bird, shaking the blood jade mirror away. However, the purple goddess's expression remained unchanged, and the purple jade pendant between her eyebrows shimmered, blooming with eternal immortal patterns.
Her move was very extraordinary. She opened her mouth and spat out, and the purple light mist turned into a crystal-clear purple true dragon, which emitted brilliance that filled the sky and shot towards the big skeleton bird.
The blood jade mirror in the void also circulated wisps of chaotic energy, and the smooth as new mirror surface reflected the shadow of the strange skeleton bird. All the black energy in the stone garden condensed into streaks of black light, which was swallowed by the blood jade mirror.
The exquisite and beautiful purple dragon also wrapped around the strange skeleton bird. For an instant, the strange skeleton bird was filled with bursts of black light, and then it returned to its human-faced crow body.
"Woo!"
The human-faced ghost crow roared, and two sharp black feather wings kept flapping the purple dragon's body, but it was all in vain. The blood jade mirror swallowed up the black energy and shot out a ray of divine light from the beginning to collect it.
Got in.
The strange bird and the black mist dissipated, the sky returned to blue, and behind Su Yu, the slender figure shrouded in purple mist was remembered by everyone.
Several powerful men from the second level of Xiantai thought in unison: "This is definitely a saint-lord-level existence, and that red light and shadow must be a handed down holy weapon!"
At this time, the Supreme Elder of Daoyi Holy Land also walked out of the divine map. His clothes and hair were messy, and his energy and blood were slightly declining. The divine clone of the Peacock King caused a lot of damage to him, especially when the other party seemed to have touched him.
He reached the realm of the third heaven of Xiantai, and promised to kill him when the time came, which made him feel bitter in his heart. This time he failed to resolve the cause and effect, and paid a high price.
The Golden Crow matter was over, but the bet was not over yet. The big-headed Li Heishui stood up, bowed deeply to the Xiantai monk on the side, and then shouted to Ouyang Ye: "Grandmaster Ouyang, the truth has been revealed, this is the Golden Crow seed!"
Ouyang Ye's expression remained calm. A source master behind him hesitated for a while, and finally shook his head and said: "Even though it is a Golden Crow seed, it has encountered an unknown situation. There is a high probability that it will not grow into the elixir of immortality and will not extend life. This Golden Crow seed has
The value is not too high.”
As soon as this statement came out, many people nodded in succession, and several immortals also nodded in agreement. This is indeed the truth. Without the original life essence, it cannot be cultivated into the Golden Crow immortal medicine, let alone extend life. This Golden Crow seed
The value is not much higher.
Seeing that some monks from Sendai agreed with his statement, the white-haired source master spoke again: "The Jiang family was previously willing to pay 650,000 kilograms of pure source to buy the divine object cut out by Master Ouyang! So,
But which fellow Taoist is willing to pay a price of more than 650,000 kilograms to buy the seed cut out by Ye Fan from the Holy Body!"
Six hundred and fifty thousand kilograms of resources to buy this useless Golden Crow seed?
As soon as this choice was made, several elders of the Holy Land Church in the sky shook their heads. They could see clearly that when Ye Fan cut out the source of the divine power, the Golden Crow seeds did not emit the essence of the original divine medicine and could not prolong life.
Just when everyone was talking about it, the half-step master of Zhongzhou Tianming Sect stepped forward and said: "I am willing to pay 200,000 kilograms of resources to buy the Golden Crow seeds!"
An elder from the Yaoguang Holy Land smiled and said: "Fellow Taoist in Zhongzhou, I think you want to use this black energy to cultivate the Tianming Divine Body! I am willing to pay 250,000 kilograms of sources. After all, the seeds of the magic medicine are rare. Maybe there are
Methods of rescue.”
Tianming Sect is a great sect in Xiantai in Zhongzhou. It teaches the ancient scripture "Tianming Sutra" which can draw the energy of Yin and Death into the body, temper the body, and achieve a treasured body.
An old man wearing a golden dragon robe said harmoniously: "We, the Shenzhou Dynasty, are willing to contribute 270,000 kilograms of water!"
...
After some discussion, the highest bidder was the elder of the Huanggu Jiang family. He was willing to pay 390,000 kilograms for the Golden Crow seeds, and part of it was due to the value of the golden divine source. No one wanted the Golden Crow seeds.
Optimistic.
Ouyang Ye laughed, the situation was very good now. He glanced at Mark and found that the saint's face was calm and his eyes were like water. No one could see what he was thinking.
Su Yu looked thoughtfully at the wisp of black energy in his hand. His mind had already flown to the small world of chaos, and he didn't care about the shocking gambling game at Wanchu Shifang. After all, in his eyes, this was just a game.
farce.
Zi Nu looked at Ye Fan coldly. She recognized this human race and it was he who cut her out. Now she was enslaved by Su Yu and she wanted to express her anger towards Ye Fan.
However, she sneered at these human words. Even the half-destroyed seeds of the immortal medicine could not be measured by pure sources. If it were not for the lack of freedom now and the lack of divine sources in her body, she would have wanted to take a picture of the Golden Crow seeds.
The piece of divine origin she claimed to have fallen into Su Yu's hands.
The overall situation was decided, Ouyang Ye said with a smile: "Since none of the fellow Taoists agree that this Golden Crow seed is worth 650,000 kilograms, then I won this bet. Elder Jiang, I am willing to sell the Golden Crow seed
Here you go, I will also sell this piece of divine source in my hand to you!"
In order to be sure, Ouyang Ye won people's hearts and didn't want to fall over halfway.
He sneered in his heart: "Dead body, even if Cao Yusheng and Chaos Palace are on your side, you can't defy heaven."
Seeing that the situation was not right, Taoist Akabane said in a deep voice: "I am willing to pay 660,000 catties to buy this Golden Crow seed!"
Seeing the elder of Chaos Palace speaking for him, Ye Fan felt a warmth, but he still sighed in his heart. After all, Ouyang Ye would never give up like this.
"Elder Chiyu is not making fun of me. Fellow Taoists here, do you want to confuse right and wrong and turn the barbarian into a coward?" Ouyang Ye showed no mercy and returned what the little bandit said before.
Ye Fan sighed and wanted to take out the source as a bet. This was also the condition he and Ouyang Ye agreed on. The "Yuan Tianshu" related to Su Yu, and he would not use it to gamble on the stone.
After all, this time it was a strange attack, involving terrifying unknowns, which turned the seeds of the Golden Crow into dust. He himself did not expect that through this gambling game, he would have a deeper understanding of the source of magic. One day, he would lose.
If he wins back, the future belongs to him.
In an instant, divine flowers soared into the sky. They were piles after piles of sources, so brilliant that one could not open their eyes. There were also many alien sources, with fists as big as heads, faces as big as faces, all of different colors, like rounds of suns hanging in the sky, incomparable.
Dazzling and touching.
"This is 1.3 million kilograms of gold!" Ye Fan's voice was very calm, not like a person who lost a bet at all.
Ouyang Ye, with kind eyes and kind eyes, said: "The bet between us is two million. If the source is not enough, I can use the fragments of the "Yuan Tian Shu" to offset it!"
"This is the remaining 700,000 kilograms of source!"
Taoist Akabane closed his eyes, flicked his sleeves, and took out a bunch of pure sources, and then comforted Ye Fan. After all, Ye Fan was encouraged to take the gamble this time by a few bandits.
"Did Elder Akabane do this with the permission of King Qingjiao? Does Chaos Palace really want to cultivate a great saint?"
Ouyang Ye frowned and was very dissatisfied with the result. What he wanted was the source of divine magic, not two million kilograms of pure source at all.