Chapter 249 Rich and Willful!

"Don't sell it!" Wang Baole was upset in his heart. He only had ten and the other party already had nineteen. He felt very uncomfortable in his heart, but thinking that everything he had was self-reliant, he couldn't help becoming proud again, turned around and was about to leave.

The young Jin Duoming smiled as usual, and his confidence seemed to never fade away. Seeing Wang Baole turning away at this moment, he spoke lightly.

"A seventh-rank mage weapon, exchange for a fragment, you... Do you want to exchange it?" He said, directly took out a battle knife from the storage bracelet, put it aside, and pressed his right hand on it, Look at Wang Baole.

As soon as the saber was released, an astonishing evil spirit erupted from it in an instant, forming a black storm in the surrounding area. While roaring in all directions, even faintly within the storm, illusions appeared A huge black crocodile!

This black crocodile has ferocious scales all over its body. It opens its mouth wide, revealing its fangs. It raises its head to the sky and let out a silent roar. The momentum is so strong that it frightens all directions and stirs up the world!

Even at the moment of appearance, because of the great coercion, the body of the great ape under Jin Duoming's chair trembled, and he was so shocked that he knelt down directly. , and all of them were breathing unsteadily, and their faces were pale. It seemed that there was a force coming from the magic soldier that made their cultivation stagnate.

At this moment, although the color of the sky and the earth did not change, the wind and clouds were turbulent, and the surrounding dust also spread outwards, and ripples were drawn on the sandy land.

Wang Baole's whole body seemed to be bombarded by heavenly thunder, he turned his head in a daze, looked at Jin Duoming in a daze, and then looked at the seventh-rank magic weapon sword held by his hand!

"You... what are you talking about?" Wang Baole was there stupidly, uncertain and at a loss, as if he had misheard, he murmured a question.

"Let me tell you, I will exchange this seventh-grade magic weapon for you for a piece, or not?" Jin Duoming, who was sitting on the chair, smiled and spoke with confidence, and the female cultivators beside him also looked as usual.

"Seventh rank...seventh rank magic soldier, change a piece?" Looking at the reactions of the people around him, Wang Baole felt that the world was in chaos, and he even had a feeling that he was a different kind, but even at this time, he was sure again. After repeating it again, he was still in a state of mind that he had never experienced before, and he even felt a strong sense of unreality.

In fact, as a magic weapon cultivator, he knows magic weapons too well. The first and second grades are magic weapons, the third and fourth grades, fifth and sixth grades are called spiritual treasures, and only at the seventh grade... can the word soldier be called a magic weapon. ! !

And any magic weapon is earth-shatteringly powerful, and the price is extremely expensive, even to a certain extent, it has a price but no market, and without certain relationships and contacts, it is simply impossible to buy!

Even if one can occasionally appear at the auction, it will be snapped up immediately. The price is so high that it reaches a shocking sky-high price, which is nothing, and people will even feel that they have picked up a big bargain.

Even Wang Baole, who is a mage soldier, just glanced at the smoke formed by Zhou Dexi's mage soldiers from a distance. As for the appearance of mage soldiers, he had never seen them before.

Even for the vast majority of magic weapon cultivators, refining a handful of magic weapons with their own hands is their lifelong goal. At the same time, even for foundation-building monks, only those with incomparable family backgrounds and backgrounds can make it possible. Have your own magic soldiers.

As for the real breath... I am afraid that the entire federation can produce magic soldiers at this level, and it is estimated that this young master of the March Group, who has always been a prodigal, is the only one.

This made Wang Baole feel shocked and at a loss. The preciousness of magic weapons has reached an astonishing level, but now... the other party just took it out and exchanged a piece for a piece, just like pulling out a cabbage. ...

This feeling, in Wang Baole's view, is like when he was a child, walking on the street, someone drove a super sports car and insisted on changing the lollipop in his hand.

Even he felt that a super sports car was not enough to express this outrageous level, and he felt that a luxury airship might be about the same.

This kind of feeling made Wang Baole completely stunned there, his breathing gradually became more and more rapid from stagnation, and when his eyes began to light up, Jin Duoming smiled slightly, thinking proudly in his heart, there is no me in this world Things that can't be exchanged, this fat man was so awesome before, didn't he not change them, I smashed them with my magic soldiers, and see if you can change them!

In fact, he didn't find any fragments at all along the way. All the fragments were exchanged. At first, he exchanged them with spirit treasures, but now there is only one missing. He simply used magic weapons. For him, If there is no such thing as a French soldier, go home and find his father. Anyway, there will never be less.

And the people around him are obviously used to his young master's behavior style, and their expressions are very normal, especially the butler-like female cultivator, who has a smile on his face, feeling that this time his young master is finally Not too capricious.

"The young master has grown up, but he didn't take out his eighth-rank magic weapon to exchange for pieces, he is really sensible!"

"Should I change it?" After waiting for a while, he found that Wang Baole's eyes were getting brighter, but he didn't speak. So Jin Duoming raised his eyebrows in surprise and asked impatiently.

"Change!!!" Directly ignoring the impatience in the other party's tone, Wang Baole immediately shouted, took out a fragment, and threw it over quickly, feeling extremely excited, the fragment was caught by Jin Duoming. After reading it, he was very satisfied and threw the seventh-rank magic weapon in his hand...to Wang Baole.

The moment he held the seventh-rank mage weapon saber, Wang Baole's body shook wildly, and he felt an indescribably terrifying force, which was constantly erupting from the mage weapon, as if... what he was holding in his hand was not A French soldier, but a crocodile with amazing strength.

It even made him feel that he seemed to have become a mortal. Regardless of his cultivation base or strength, he was very reluctant to control this magic soldier. ...It is absolutely true, there is no deceit in the slightest! !

"Oh my God, I feel like I'm dreaming!!" Wang Baole was so excited that he quickly put the French soldier into his storage bag, for fear that the local tyrant would repent, but he obviously underestimated Jin Duoming.

When Wang Baole put away the magic soldiers, Jin Duoming lay in the chair, put on the toad glasses again, and waved to Wang Baole contentedly.

"Friend Daoist, thank you very much."

Wang Baole raised his head and looked at the mighty group of people who were about to leave, especially when he heard that this local tyrant actually said thank you to himself before leaving. He felt that his values ​​had been messed up.

"What a prodigal, thanking me for exchanging magic soldiers for fragments..." Wang Baole was even more at a loss. He felt that poverty must have limited his imagination. He was really disappointed by the inhumanity of the March Group. Can't understand his way of thinking.

But there is one thing Wang Baole is sure of, that is... he doesn't feel any discomfort in his heart now, and he still feels that it would be better if the opponent's fragments are still a few short...

Even the feeling of sourness has completely dissipated. In his opinion, it is right for this guy to gather the pieces of the foundation so quickly. what.

"Increased knowledge!" Wang Baole took a deep breath, sighing with emotion, and at the same time, he suddenly noticed that the chair Jin Duoming was lying on seemed to be carried by two giant apes, not as it is now. It is carried by an ape.

So with an idea, his eyes lit up suddenly, he quickly raised his hand, and shouted.

"Fellow Daoist Jin, I have some good stuff that can't be bought outside. The top-quality puppet can help you lift chairs, massage your shoulders, squeeze your shoulders, and even serve as a bodyguard. In short, as long as you buy a puppet, you can do anything. !" Wang Baole said, and quickly slapped the storage bag, and with a roar, he took out three puppets.

One is a beautiful woman, one is a strong man, and the other is a small vajra ape!

That beauty puppet, charming and enchanting, with endless charm and picturesque features, looks like a hundred flowers blooming when she comes out, it is thrilling.

The puppet of a strong man, with a strong body, far surpasses ordinary people, has fierce eyes, and aura like a rainbow. Standing there can make people feel safe.

And the Vajra Ape puppet is even more so, like a hill, lifelike and extremely lifelike!

He didn't know the other party's taste, so he simply took out one of each type...