Two million lucky points is a truly sky-high price. All the human monks and war spirits who come to this level, more than 99% of them, cannot get such a sum of lucky points.
Heavy Hammer spent one million on a hammer head, which was very surprising and even shocking. Moreover, he did not have many lucky points left to buy this thing.
Just like the giant ax held by the War Spirit Giant Ax back then, when the heavy hammer was dominating the domain world, he also had an extremely powerful weapon, and that was his heavy hammer.
A heavy hammer.
However, after awakening, the heavy hammer weapon was no longer there, and what he used was only a defective sledgehammer that he accidentally obtained.
At this moment, he saw his weapon, and he remembered more things from his life, and he bought the weapon back.
The rust on the heavy hammer was gone and it was revealed again, and a pressure was naturally released. This pressure was stronger than some king-level spiritual soldiers. It was extraordinary at first glance.
Others were amazed, thinking that the heavy hammer had picked up a treasure, but only Zi Chen knew that the heavy hammer would still have no effect if someone else held it in their hands.
It's just like his scabbard. Only those who know how to draw a sword can control and use it.
Spending millions of lucky points in an instant was originally the focus of discussion, but because of this exclamation, everyone's attention was diverted.
At this moment, everyone gathered in front of the war spirit stall owner who had just appeared. There was only one thing placed in front of him, but the asking price was two million.
Looking at the indifferent or even mocking expressions of other people around, it was obvious that the thing was still useless.
"This is too bad, even worse than the black sledgehammer just now."
"They are selling weapons after all, but what you are selling is just a little bit of power. If you want it, I can give you ten times or a hundred times the power."
"Tsk tsk, luckily this place has a protective effect on fighting spirits. Otherwise, if you behave like this, I believe you will be beaten to death."
"I have countless powers, and one lucky point is not worth it. But you are lucky enough to sell it for a high price of two million if you just give it a little bit."
After hearing these discussions, Zi Chen and others also realized that the other party was selling some kind of power.
"Go over and have a look."
Out of curiosity, Zi Chen and others also walked over.
Seeing these people approaching, some people couldn't help but have strange expressions on their faces, wondering if these people also want to buy.
However, this thought flashed through my mind, because no one would be stupid enough to spend two million lucky points to buy a little bit of useless power.
Just like before, Zi Chen and others stepped forward and everyone moved out of the way.
In front of him is a war spirit stall owner, whose realm is unknown. He sits cross-legged, facing the discussions around him. He closes his eyes and rests, knowing that the old god is there.
In front of the war spirit, there is a crystal ball as big as a basin, and in the crystal ball, there is a light less than one finger long. This light is like a small fish, swimming back and forth in the crystal ball. .
Looking forward, there is an introduction about this light written there.
A trace of strength: can fuse all powers, and after fusion, a trace of strength will be added.
"A trace of strength, what is this? Who could lack such a trace of strength?" Manshi scratched his head and asked in confusion.
"Being able to integrate all powers sounds like a big deal, but it's completely useless. Even at a critical moment, that little bit of power can't save your life, and it costs two million luck points." Wu Xie shook his head and said.
Not only the two of them, but others also felt that this thing was useless at all, and even the heavy hammer was shaking its head.
"Sure enough, no one wants this thing, because no one lacks the power. Although this thing is strange, it is not even worthless."
Many monks shook their heads and seemed to be leaving.
However, at this moment, Zi Chen, who had been silent all this time, suddenly asked: "Are you sure that this trace of power can integrate all powers?"
As soon as the words were spoken, the whole place fell silent, and the monks who were about to leave stopped one after another, and then looked back at Zi Chen who was speaking.
The stall owner with the old god here opened his eyes after hearing this and glanced at Zi Chen. A ray of light flashed from the other person's eyes. He explained: "This trace of power has an extraordinary origin. It is said to be an original force that can evolve. The power of all things in the world.”
Zi Chen heard this, nodded, and then said: "In this case, two million is not expensive."
The quiet surroundings suddenly erupted into an uproar.
A trace of power costs two million, which is not expensive.
If you want power, we can give it to you and you can refine it by yourself. Not even a trace, even a thousand strands of power are there.
However, just when everyone thought Zi Chen was stupid, the stall owner said again: "You do know the goods."
Zi Chen smiled and said, "I bought this thing."
As Zi Chen finished speaking, the uproar around him became even louder.
Seeing Zi Chen's indifferent look and his movements of marking out lucky spots, everyone was shocked and also extremely angry.
Even if you are lucky, you can't spend it like this.
Is it useful to spend two million to buy a piece of junk?
At this moment, everyone wanted to step forward and kick Zichen away to stop his trading behavior.
However, everyone also knows that a person who can spend two million lucky points is naturally not a weakling, so even if someone has other thoughts at this moment, they dare not step forward to stop him.
However, everyone is looking forward to it, hoping that a powerful being will appear and stop the opponent.
After all, the transaction has not been completed yet, and those two million lucky points actually exist.
Once the transaction is over, even if you kill the kid, you will only get a scrap.
"Do I allow you to trade my lucky points?"
It seemed that the prayer had an effect, and an indifferent voice also sounded from a distance.
Following this sound, there were rapid footsteps, and then many monks arrived quickly, surrounding Zi Chen and his group as well as the stall.
These people came with great force, and others saw that the situation was not good and retreated far away.
Manshi, Wu Xie and others turned around and looked at these people indifferently. Then they saw some familiar faces among these people.
"I asked you to run away, and now you dare to come here. You are seeking death."
Looking at the people in front of him, Wu Xie said coldly.
"Zi Chen, our Liu Zongcheng boss, Liu Yuan, has arrived, and today is your day of death." A person in the middle stage of the first level domain shouted at Zi Chen.
Unfortunately, Zi Chen ignored them at all and the transaction continued. He had not stopped moving and was still marking the lucky points.
"I said trading stopped, didn't you hear? That's my lucky spot, did I allow you to trade?" The indifferent voice sounded again, the crowd parted, and a young man with a grim face came over.
The young man is the boss of Liu Zongcheng, Liu Yuan. His strength is at the peak of the middle stage of the First Level Realm, and he is only one step away from the later stage.
He was wearing a blue coat, but the clothes were carved with many lines. These lines formed one pattern after another. As he moved forward, there was also power surging on his body.
Obviously, that blue coat should be a defensive item, and it is not weaker than a king-level spiritual soldier.
The fanatical eyes of all the monks in Liu Zongcheng watched Liu Yuan walking this way.
"It's Liu Yuan."
"This Liu Yuan is extremely powerful. Although the city is not ranked high, he killed a leader of a high-ranking force some time ago."
"The other party has millions of lucky points, which is worthy of Liu Yuan's action."
As Liu Yuan approached, the buzz around him continued.
After hearing these discussions, the monks in Liu Zongcheng looked even more arrogant.
After they escaped, they tried to inform their own forces and unexpectedly learned that the boss Liu Yuan was still here. After Liu Yuan heard about the million lucky points, he also led his men to kill him.
And coincidentally, when they arrived, they saw Zi Chen conducting a two million deal.
They were a little shocked, but even more excited, especially Liu Yuan. He originally thought he could gain one million, but he didn't expect to see one person take out two million. This kind of gain was also much higher than expected.
With the arrival of Liu Yuan, a group of monks also came in from the outside. These monks belonged to several other forces.
Among them were monks from Yongwang City and Wu Mo City, and Wu Fei and Yong Can also followed.
After they learned that people from Huping City massacred people from Liu Zongcheng, they thought that Liu Yuan would not give up, so they rushed over in time.
As the two forces approached, the monks who saw Zi Chen and shocked the two forces also walked in one after another.
Soon, the place was overcrowded.
And everyone came here for Zi Chen and Liu Yuan.
As the focus of everyone's attention, Liu Yuan came towards this side with a cold expression.
Almost everyone was looking at him, but two people ignored him, namely Zi Chen and the stall owner who were trading.
Zi Chen's movements did not pause, and soon two million lucky points were drawn out and handed over to the other party.
The stall owner put away the lucky point and gave the little bit of power to Zi Chen, who put it away.
The transaction... was completed just like that.
Two million... was spent just like that.
Everyone was in a daze, and Liu Yuan's expression was even colder.
He glanced at Zi Chen coldly and said coldly: "I told you to stop trading, didn't you hear me?"
Zi Chen then turned around, glanced at Liu Yuan, and asked, "Who are you?"
Liu Yuan was suffocated, but he couldn't allow him to introduce himself. He saw the stall owner leaving, so he said to the stall owner: "That's my luck. The transaction has stopped and the things can be returned to you."
Here, the war spirit is protected, and no one can harm the war spirit. At this moment, Liu Yuan actually said such words to the war spirit, obviously he was too angry.
After losing two million luck points all at once, even if he killed Zi Chen, he would only get a recognized waste. Naturally, he was so angry that he lost his sense of proportion.
Here, it is generally accepted that war spirits are not to be messed with.
Just when everyone thought that the war spirit should turn around and say something cruel, or express ridicule and disdain, the war spirit turned around and said: "If you kill him, you don't have to pay back the things, then the two million Be lucky and I'll give it to you." This book was first published on 17K Novel Network, so you can read the original content immediately!