Chapter 119

The man didn't say a word, as if he didn't hear what the person next to him said.

And Han Yu, needless to say, knows that the people who go to the Void Mountain to kill the Void Beast are definitely not ordinary people. Only those who are interested in the medicinal properties of the colorful magnolia can take such a big risk to find the Void Beast. The biggest medicinal property of the colorful magnolia is naturally to make yin and yang liquid. Presumably those six people are all people who have cultivated the power of the soul and want to walk on the road of becoming a master of heaven.

Because only in the eyes of such people, the colorful magnolia is worth taking such a risk.

Now Han Yu finally knew why Mr. Huo called him even though he knew that there were colorful magnolias here. It seemed that even Mr. Huo couldn't deal with the void beast.

Although Han Yu is definitely not the opponent of Void Beast now, but how will you know if you don't try. After all, colorful magnolia is a rare medicinal material, and it is not easy to find it again. Han Yu can wait, but Xiaojiao can't.

Suddenly, there was a shouting sound not far away, which instantly caused commotion in the hall.

The first is because this person didn't even cover his face, so he showed his real face openly; the second is that the prices of the things this person sells are ridiculously high.

"A bottle of the blood essence of the fifth-order spirit beast Void Beast, sold at a cheap price, vomiting blood for sale, only 10,000 low-grade spirit beads!"

Han Yu was overjoyed when he heard the previous words, and his face immediately became gloomy after hearing it. Is this called a cheap sale? This is simply robbery. No need to think about it, this person saw many people's idea of ​​playing colorful magnolia, and deliberately went to get the blood of the fifth-order spirit beast Void Beast, and wanted to sit on the ground and raise the price.

Most of the people in the hall knew about the colorful magnolia recently, so they surrounded it curiously. To Han Yu's surprise, the owner of the colorful magnolia was indifferent.

Han Yu squeezed to the front, only to see a short, sharp-mouthed monkey-cheeked little old man selling the bottle of blood essence on his booth. Looking at him like that, it was a loss for this bottle of blood essence to sell 10,000 low-grade spirit beads.

"A seventh-grade elixir, the market price is only two hundred low-grade spirit beads, and his bottle of blood will sell 10,000 low-grade spirit beads. Unless there is something wrong with his brain, who would buy his blood in exchange for a seven-grade elixir?" Pinnacle medicine!"

"Hey, maybe there really is such a rich and stupid existence."

At this moment, a man wearing a bamboo hat walked up to the booth, clasped his fists together and said, "Friend Daoist, I want this bottle of blood essence of yours."

Han Yu was slightly startled. He had been hesitating whether to spend money to buy this bottle of blood essence. After all, he was not sure about finding the Void Beast, the fifth-order spirit beast. He did not expect to be caught first.

A series of low-grade spirit beads rushed out of the bucket hat man's Qiankun bag, piled them on the old man's booth, and then grabbed the medicine bottle on the booth.

"Five hundred low-grade spirit beads just want to buy my blood essence, are you dreaming?" The old man sneered, and pressed the bamboo hat man's hand.

"Fellow Daoist, five hundred pills is already a lot, no more, I'm afraid you won't be able to swallow it!" The man in the bamboo hat threatened nakedly, and at the same time released a powerful aura from the sixth level of Lingwu, many people around were blown away.

"Old man, I have been in business all my life, and no one has dared to threaten me before. You are the first!" The old man's face was still extremely indifferent, and he slightly twisted the hand holding the bamboo hat man, and suddenly the bamboo hat man's arm exploded like sugarcane Open, dripping with blood.

"hiss!"

Everyone gasped, destroying an arm at the sixth level of Lingwu with a single move, how terrifying is this old man? However, on the old man's body, he couldn't feel the slightest fluctuation of breath. Han Yu used the power of his soul to sense, but he didn't feel the breath of the old man.

The old man's body is like a bottomless pit, bottomless.

"Senior, spare me!" Although the man in the bamboo hat had lost his right hand, he didn't dare to get angry at all, and hurriedly knelt on the ground to beg for mercy.

"The old man is happy today, spare your life, get out!" The old man said indifferently, he didn't care at all for defeating a master of the sixth level of Lingwu with one move.

The man in the bamboo hat fled, not even wanting five hundred low-grade spirit beads, so the old man naturally put them away unceremoniously. The eyes of the rest of the people looking at the old man also changed, and they couldn't help but backed away, thinking that it would be safer to stay away from the old man.

However, the old man started to sell his blood again, he was almost like a peddler in the market, without the demeanor that a master should have at all, but now no one dares to underestimate him.

Han Yu gritted his teeth, walked over and said, "Senior, I want this bottle of blood."

With a thought in Han Yu's mind, the low-grade spirit beads fell on the booth crackling, and soon became a large pile, exactly 10,000 low-grade spirit beads.

"Senior, I would like to give 11,000 to buy this bottle of blood essence."

A man covered in a white robe squeezed out of the crowd, and with a thought, the low-grade spirit beads also fell on the booth, and soon there were more than Han Yu's pile, exactly 11,000.

"I came first." Han Yu frowned. Since he had already taken out 10,000, he didn't care about taking an extra thousand, but this was against the rules.

"You came first, I came first, and the one with the highest price gets it." The white-robed man looked at Han Yu with disdain, and then said: "Besides, the seniors have the final say on who gets it."

Han Yu and the white-robed man looked at the old man immediately, but the old man took both of their spirit beads and said treacherously, "If you two fight, whoever wins will get it."

The faces of Han Yu and the white-robed man changed slightly. Doesn't that mean that the loser will not only lose the bottle of blood, but also lose the spirit beads? However, the white-robed man was very confident in himself, and when his body shook, the powerful aura of Xuanwu Nine Layers erupted, and he deliberately used his "momentum" to crush Han Yu.

He said proudly: "I have already seen that you are only at the seventh level of Xuanwu. If you don't want to lose face, give it up yourself, otherwise you will get nothing, and you will also lose your spirit beads, which will hurt your face."

Han Yu's body shook, and the aura of the seventh level of Xuanwu radiated out, but his "potential" was stronger than that of the white-robed man, so that the white-robed man's face turned extremely pale in an instant, and he stepped back seven steps. Stay still.

"How is it possible? Your cultivation base is obviously two levels lower than mine, why is your momentum stronger than mine?" the white-robed man asked incredulously.

"If you don't want to lose face, give it up yourself, otherwise you won't get anything, and you will lose your Lingzhu, which will hurt your face!" Han Yu didn't answer his question, but returned his previous words.

Not to mention the white-robed man, everyone present was astonished. There was a big gap between each level of the Xuanwu realm, which was almost insurmountable. It was unbelievable that Han Yu could overcome the two-level suppression of the white-robed man. Even the old man's eyes could not help flashing an inexplicable color.

"Hahaha, what a joke, don't think that I'm afraid of you if you are a little stronger. Hard power is the key to the victory. Look at the moves!" The white-robed man punched out, and his shot was a third-order martial skill. . It can be seen that the blue light was flowing on his fist, and it was quickly covered with a layer of vitality, and the fist became three or four times as big as usual. The power of this punch is absolutely unimaginable.