Chapter 2824: Squeezing Out the Value

At this moment, the anger on Fesili's face disappeared, and the eyes that were originally a little dull suddenly became smart.

"Evil beast, you still dare to struggle!"

The phantom god suddenly spoke human words, and swung his hands vigorously, making the golden dragon head dizzy, his brain swaying, and the dragon scales on his body unwilling to fly away, and dragon blood and ambergris spurted out of his mouth.

Of course, whether it was the dragon blood, dragon scales or ambergris that were thrown away, they were all collected and poured into the Holy Tower.

In less than two breaths, it will be put on the trading shelf.

The world was stunned, even Yuan Gang, the master of the Yuan Palace, was silent at this moment.

Who could have thought that this God of Creation actually had two phantom gods in the realm of Xuanshen!

And they were her own goddesses!

This man, not only had real goddesses, but also had their life-size figures!

There were both real and fake ones, what an outrageous man!

He is worthy of being the number one goddess control in the world of Tiandao, and he has not changed at all.

In the sky, the dragon blood formation still trapped the phantom god of wind. The healing phantom god below was shaking the golden dragon rapidly. Even if the golden dragon was a mysterious god, it could not withstand the phantom god at the peak of the mysterious god.

However, in a moment, all the dragon scales on its body fell off, and its bones were broken. It had stopped struggling and was breathing more than breathing in.

"Do you have the strength to pretend to be dead in front of me, Luo Yu?"

Luo Yu sneered and controlled the healing phantom god to burst out the healing power!

The rolling healing power poured into the golden dragon's body, not only healing the external injuries, but also helping the golden dragon burn its origin and forcing its life potential.

The golden dragon's breath was actually relieved again.

The healing power of the healing phantom god was extraordinary. In addition, the burning of the golden dragon's origin caused the dragon scales on the dragon's body to grow again, and the dragon blood was constantly produced by hematopoietic cells.

The giant dragon recovered, let out a sad and angry dragon cry, and struggled violently!

When the world saw it, they were in awe.

The healing ability just now erupted through the four-dimensional space, and could not be observed by the world channel testers in the three-dimensional space.

People in the world only thought that the vitality of the golden dragon was extremely tenacious, and they were more and more amazed at the strength of the Xuanshen Realm, and felt their own inadequacy.

"Dare to struggle!"

Luo Yu was angry, and the healing phantom god's big hand shook more violently, and got countless dragon scales and dragon blood again.

It's a pity that the burning Xuanshen origin cannot be restored by healing, and it will be gone if it is burned out.

On the other hand, Luo Yu also needs to pay a huge price for driving the healing phantom god in this way.

To drive the goddess hand-made in the Xuanshen Realm, hundreds of thousands of energy crystals must be burned every minute, which is converted into tens of thousands of Tiandao coins.

When I looked at the small treasury, huh? Why is there 830 trillion?

I remember that there were only more than 600 trillion before!

The money is actually burning more and more!

Well, occasionally be extravagant and let the Tiandao coins burn more fiercely!

At that moment, the healing phantom shook faster. Seeing that the golden dragon was about to die, it immediately injected healing power again.

After repeatedly shaking and healing, in just a few moments, the golden dragon vomited hundreds of tons of dragon blood and shed dozens of tons of ambergris. As for how many dragon scales, Luo Yu himself didn't know.

He only knew that the money in the small treasury was still burning more and more, which was really annoying.

Until the essence in the golden dragon was almost burned out, Luo Yu wanted to kill it in exchange for a reward, but then he thought about it and felt that it was not appropriate.

Since this beast is related to the Eight Heavenly Dragons, no matter what it does, it will be counted on the head of the Buddhist sect.

If they are killed, then the Buddhist sect will find an excuse and say that it is the mortal who came down to the world to cause trouble. It's up to them. Anyway, there is no evidence.

Thinking about it carefully, this little dragon is about to be shaken to death, and the Buddhist sect has not appeared yet. It seems that they are regarded as abandoned pawns. Maybe they hope that I will kill them and hide all the secrets.

On the contrary, keeping these little dragons alive is equivalent to holding the Buddhist sect's handle. Whether they admit it or not, there are only benefits and no harm.

With this thought in mind, he reached into his arms and took out another mini phantom god.

When this phantom god appeared, the surrounding starlight sprinkled, forcing all the golden light away.

"Fuck, the phantom god of the Starlight Goddess!"

"Damn it, Luo Yu even made a figurine of his own wife, right? He is really a pervert!"

"As we all know, trial-takers have always been proud of being perverted. ಡωಡ"

"Then the question is, how did Luo Yu make a figurine of the Xuanshen realm?"

"Huh..."

The phantom starlight swelled up in the wind, and the next moment, it turned into the size of a real star, soaring into the sky, and also disappeared!

The screams of the dragons were immediately heard in the hazy dragon blood formation in the sky.

Not long after, a dragon was beaten and sprayed blood, and fell into the clouds.

The healing phantom threw the half-dead golden dragon in his hand aside, stretched out his hand to grab the falling dragon, and shook it again.

Naturally, it was a one-stop operation of dragon blood, dragon saliva, dragon scales, healing, and burning origin.

About ten minutes later, the value of the eight little dragons in his hand was squeezed out and thrown aside again.

Soon, another dragon fell from the sky and was caught by the phantom god Feisili. After a series of operations, the value was squeezed out.

The three phantom gods were all controlled by Luo Yu at this moment, but the world didn't know that they just thought that the phantom gods instinctively turned over and attacked to protect their masters, beating the dragon to death.

The world channel was full of praise, and some people also raised questions.

Why did the Galaxy Group suddenly put so many dragon props on the shelves in just one hour?

Dragon blood, ambergris, dragon scales and the like seem to be inexhaustible and never stop.

The key is that with such a large supply, the price has even increased.

Some people say that the Galaxy Group is very business-minded. These dragon-attributed props are rigid needs in the war years and are financial products that will not depreciate. This is a price increase to clear inventory.

Some people are also very puzzled. Even if Luo Yu peeled the scales on the spot, a dragon would not produce so many materials?

Could it be that he secretly controlled the healing phantom to peel the skin while healing?

Of course, this irrational voice will soon be suppressed by the Galaxy Group's mouthpiece: the Cleaning Department.

Soon, it will be drowned in the praises of the trialists.

60 minutes later.

[Dungeon Announcement: It is detected that the four-dimensional space in this area has begun to collapse, and all living beings can no longer cross dimensions! ]

The moment the announcement popped up, the dragon blood formation in the sky appeared with a bang.

At this moment, it is completely broken.

The Starlight God and the Wind God stood proudly on the formation. In front of them was only the last of the eight dragons, bleeding and still fighting.

The remaining seven dragons had already fallen on the golden platform like dead loaches, occasionally twitching to prove that they were not dead.

"Huh..."

The Wind God waved his hand, and a green gust of wind swept past. The last golden dragon in the sky was knocked over and fell to the ground with a bang, falling into the hands of the Healing God.