Liu Han is a silver level 10 spiritual master, and he has fought against all kinds of wild bonded spirits in the vast desert, so his combat effectiveness is definitely not bad.
Coupled with a gold-level bone-winged ink python, it is naturally even more difficult.
You must know that after the bonded spirit reaches the gold level, its own strength will increase qualitatively. Very few silver spiritual masters can tame the gold bonded spirit.
Therefore, the brothers of the Zhang family do not have gold-level bonded spirits.
Together, the brothers of the Zhang family are sure to suppress Liu Han, but Liu Han is not alone. There is a group of brothers from the hunting team behind him.
The atmosphere was a little stiff for a while.
The Zhang brothers regained their spiritual power a little, but their tone was still a bit unkind: "We are here to buy things. Is this the way Bai Yuge treats guests?"
Everyone in Baiyu Pavilion felt relieved.
Obviously, the fight should be impossible.
Rosen stepped forward and whispered to Liu Han: "Brother Liu, it's all thanks to you this time."
"Haha, Brother Luo is so polite, can we speak loudly in Baiyu Pavilion from now on?" Liu Han said with a smile.
Rosen laughed: "No, it still doesn't work."
Liu Han shrugged helplessly.
Rosen looked at the group of gangsters. Now that he had taken the initiative, he was naturally not polite: "You don't look like serious customers who are here to buy things."
The gangsters looked angry.
"That's probably because there are too few things in Baiyu Pavilion." Although they will not take action again, the Zhang brothers are obviously not ready to give up, but to settle for the next best thing.
It would be a good choice to ruin Bai Yuge's reputation.
Rosen frowned.
He understood that the other party should turn to suppress Bai Yuge's reputation.
This is a bit troublesome.
Liu Han looked strange: "Wait a minute, what are you people here to buy?"
"We want to buy a gold-level bonded spirit." Wan Fei jumped out and said arrogantly.
Liu Han glared at him: "You are a bastard who is not even a spirit person. Why are you buying a spirit? Are you tired of living and want to find a fresh way to die?"
Wan Fei's face turned pale and he retreated again.
"That's not what you said. Our boss bought it for us." The Zhang brothers spoke.
Wan Fei remembered his identity and suddenly gained courage: "Yes, that's it."
Gold level contract spirit.
It is estimated that only Huangsha Tower exists in the entire Huangsha Forest area.
There are only a few hunting teams that are qualified to capture gold-level contract spirits, and they are all formed by the Yellow Sand League themselves.
"Tch, it's fine if you don't have a gold-level contract spirit. I don't blame you. After all, you are not Huangsha Tower." Wan Fei shouted: "Let's go, there is nothing good in Baiyu Pavilion, let's go to Huangsha Tower!"
"Let's go, let's go."
"Huang Sha Lou is better."
"Baiyuge is just a small shop, so we can't be too harsh."
The gangsters shouted.
The chaotic noise attracted many people to look inside.
People's words are scary.
Once this idea is deeply rooted in people's hearts, it is difficult to reverse it.
Rosen was furious.
But there was nothing he could do.
There is no place to buy the golden contract spirit. Those top animal trapping teams only cooperate with Huangshalou. Although the demon refining pot is powerful, it cannot make something out of nothing.
"Wait a minute, golden period contract spirit?" Liu Han laughed and said, "What a coincidence, our Saber Beast Trapping Team happened to catch two."
"What!" The gangsters were stunned.
The Zhang brothers, who had malicious intentions, were also confused.
You must know that gold-level bonded spirits already possess intelligence that is not weaker than that of humans, coupled with terrifying strength, they are very difficult to capture.
Unless the trapping team has gold-level combat power, it will be almost impossible to capture a gold-level bonded spirit.
Gold-level combat power...
etc!
I forgot one thing, the Blade Hunting Team has a gold-level bone-winged ink python!
Although they are only at the gold level, with high-end combat power involved, they do have a chance to find an opening and seize the gold level bonded spirit.
"Everyone outside, give way." Liu Han yelled.
The people surrounding Baiyu Pavilion unconsciously moved out of the way.
It turned out that there was a special cage at the rear of the Blade Trapper Team. The cage was white in texture and seemed to be made of precious fine silver. It was extremely strong.
And in the cage, there are two weird beasts.
They are more than five meters long and look like giant lizards. Their eyes are cold and dark, so dark that it makes people palpitate. The scales on their bodies have distinct layers and a metallic luster. The most surprising thing is that the scales on their bodies are all
It stood up like a knife blade rising to the sky.
Brutal.
horrible.
ferocious.
This is everyone's first impression of them.
"That's..." The onlookers' eyes widened.
"Golden Contract Spirit...Demon Yalong!!"
Someone exclaimed.
The message of the demon dragon flashed in Rosen's mind.
Demonic Wurm.
A kind of war beast that lives deep in the desert, gold level.
Because of their ferocious appearance, they are called demons, which also reflects people's fear of them.
They are not sub-dragons, nor do they have any dragon blood inheritance in their bodies, but they are somewhat similar to the legendary emperor-level contract spirit dragons, so they are nicknamed sub-dragons.
This bonded spirit's physical body is very powerful, its muscles are harder than steel, and its scales will all stand up when it's angry, like a huge meat grinder.
"roar!"
Probably feeling angry at being watched, the two demonic dragons roared at the same time, their sharp scales cutting into the cage crazily.
A metallic clang sounded.
However, the cage is very strong and cannot be cut.
After Rosen saw the demonic dragon, he made a decisive decision and said: "I will take these two demonic dragons from Bai Yuge. Each one costs 80,000 spirit stones."
Silver and gold are a watershed.
The value of a gold-level bonded spirit is several times, or even dozens of times, that of a silver-level one.
Eighty thousand spiritual stones is considered high, but Rosen doesn't care, it's just money.
"Okay, thank you brother Luo." Liu Han laughed.
Rosen then looked at the Zhang brothers: "Now I have a gold-level bonded spirit in Baiyu Pavilion. If you two want to buy it, please pay."
The faces of the Zhang brothers suddenly became very ugly.
Who would have thought that something like this would happen suddenly.
Baiyu Pavilion really has a gold-level bonded spirit.
How could they have the money to buy two golden bonded spirits and 80,000 spirit stones? Their total net worth may not exceed 20,000.
"The gold-level bonded spirit is too low-level, we want a platinum-level one." Wan Fei said suddenly, with a proud smile on his face: "You can't have this anymore, it's a rubbish shop."
Everyone looked at Wan Fei like a fool.
Rosen sneered: "You have a platinum-level bonded spirit in Huangshalou? According to you, Huangshalou is also a junk shop."
Wan Fei's smile froze instantly, and he broke into a cold sweat: "That's not what I meant."
How dare he say that.
"Then what do you mean?" Rosen's eyes tightened.
Wan Fei's face turned pale, and he suddenly slapped himself hard: "I made a slip of the tongue, a slip of the tongue."
Rosen snorted coldly before giving up.
The Zhang brothers also felt very embarrassed.
No matter what happens today, the task cannot be completed.
Bai Yuge, who has a gold-level contract spirit, has greatly improved his reputation.
"Let's go." The Zhang brothers finally stopped talking and waved their sleeves and walked away, leaving behind a group of confused gangsters.
Then everyone stared at this group of gangsters with unkind eyes.
"Do you still want to buy something?" Rosen asked abruptly.
"No, no, Baiyuge is indeed a store with a good conscience." Wan Fei was so frightened that he trembled all over: "If there's nothing else, we'll leave first."
all of a sudden.
A group of gangsters dispersed, fearing that they would be left behind if they walked too slowly.