v3 Chapter 485： One million

The 485th chapter of a million

"From the lady, this time and for a while, not to mention the price is agreed by several elders in the building, not the grand opening of the Sun lion." The old man smiled and said with a serious expression.

"The price is still too high, Sun Daoyou, can you get through." That is called the middle-aged female repair from the lady, revealing a difficult opening.

Other monks also have to ask for mercy. In addition to Lin Xuan and a few other masters of the condensate period, others are only repairing the foundation period. Five thousand spar is really a huge sum for them.

Sun Haixian's brows were slightly wrinkled, and he smashed his beard: "Well, the old man made friends, and he went back and was punished, that is, four thousand and five hundred spars per person."

"This..." Most people still have a hard-faced face.

"Why, the friends of the Tao are still not satisfied. The old man has done the biggest concession. I am willing to make a decision." Sun Haixian frowned and sneered: "But you can think clearly, money." It’s a foreign body, but today’s enemy-occupied area is getting more and more dangerous. If you don’t go now, if you pass the time, will the price increase, but it’s not necessarily the case.”

"hateful!"

The monks did not say the surface, and all the hearts were screaming. They were mostly scattered. When they first came to the enemy-occupied area, they also wanted Taobao.

After I came, I found myself thinking too simple.

There are a lot of treasures here, but the dangers are more ubiquitous. It is difficult to protect themselves by the repair of their base period.

This is simply a stone.

Many people turned their attention to the same mentor of the Condensed Dan, who did not dare to offend the building of the Treasure House, and hoped that several masters would be able to make their heads.

Unfortunately, disappointing, whether it is Lin Xuan, the red powder old devil, or the remaining two condensate monks, there is no opening, although the five thousand spar is not a small number, but for them, it is not a big deal.

"How, if there is a friend who can't bear it, just quit now, this building will never be reluctant." Sun Haixian's face showed a hint of pride.

Everyone looked at each other and finally handed over the spar. Although the heart is unwilling, it is even more dangerous to stay here.

Lin Xuan took a shot on the storage bag, and also took out more than a hundred medium-sized spar to see the two women secretly screaming, but Lu Yinger thought that the young master had once rolled away the contents of the treasure house, which was relieved.

Sun Haixian smiled and opened the door, carefully counting the number, a total of thirty-seven monks, this is really a profitable business.

A glance of gowns, all the collected spar into the storage bag: "Thank you for your friends, let us go."

After he finished, he made a look, and the four disciples behind him took out a flag from their arms and kept waving, and they had words in their mouths.

With the sound of the wind and thunder, the dark clouds that had been hovering over the top of the head were pressed down.

The monks' faces changed greatly, and various shrouds appeared like mushrooms.

"Son surnamed Sun, what do you want to do, receive our spar, want to kill people?"

"Oh, the friends of the Tao have misunderstood. I am going to open the door to do business, and it will be unfavorable to the employer. This dark cloud is actually a flying weapon. You don't have to be suspicious."

"Organizer?" Everyone stunned, and the letter was suspicious, and they released their knowledge. It was really good. It looks like a dark cloud, but it is actually a strange flying car.

Seeing that there is no danger, everyone will close the shield.

Of course, there are a few people who are particularly cautious. They shrink their hands into their sleeves and buckle with one or two characters. Sun Haixian looks greedy, but in fact it is very savvy. These little movements have not escaped his eyes, but they are pretending to be no. I saw it.

Soon, the acre-sized dark clouds fell, and they received a roll, wrapped the crowd in between, and then the four disciples worked together. This weird weapon rose and flew to the sky.

I am in it, surrounded by gray, although I can't say that I can't reach my fingers, but my eyes really don't see how far.

Lin Xuan’s heart moved and quietly released the gods. As a result, the surrounding scene could be grasped, but when it touched the edge of the dark clouds, it was bounced back.

In other words, completely lost contact with the outside, I don’t know where it is now.

However, Lin Xuan is not panicking. This can be said to be an unexpected sight. Jubaolou is strictly confidential about the location of the transmission array. Only in this way can they monopolize this Wanli business, otherwise other forces will know, not to be jealous. It’s strange.

With this kind of instrument that can shield the gods, the monks who want to transmit will be transported, and they don't know where the real position of the transmission array is.

I figured out this point, Lin Xuan took back the gods, although he also moved other thoughts, but think about it or give up, and now the most urgent task is to return to the spirit of the altar of the mountain, there is no need to extra-budget.

So Lin Xuan closed his eyes and raised his mind to rest.

Others have their own minds, and there are not a few who have released the temptations of God. Naturally, there is no failure.

Many people were dissatisfied, but they did not speak much. They flew for a long time, and the dark clouds finally landed.

Here is a barren hill, very remote, Lin Xuan came out of the dark clouds, and saw the transmission array at a glance.

It is very large, with a diameter of about ten feet and a simple shape. It is full of strange patterns everywhere.

"Young master, is this the ancient transmission array?"

The expressions of Lu Yinger and Liu Xin are full of curiosity. Don't say two women. The monks present are the first to see.

Compared with ancient times, today's Xiu Xianjie has long since declined, and there are also transmissions, but the distance of movement is very limited. It is impossible to construct this kind of array that can instantly transfer people to thousands of miles away.

Unlike other people's curiosity, Lin Xuan quickly moved his eyes. The ancient transmission array is not mysterious to him. It has been used several times before.

Lin Xuan noticed that there were some stone houses scattered around. Although they were quite simple, they were all temporarily built with earth-based spells, but the strength of the monks inside was quite different.

Obviously, these are the disciples of Jubaolou. Lin Xuan is roughly a few. It is just a monk of the Condensed Dan, which is as many as seven or eight people, enough to shock the younger generation.

"Well, the friends of the road have worked hard. This is the transmission character. Everyone is holding it." Sun Haixian finished, shot on the storage bag, and countless white light flew out, everyone glimpsed, and then each showed their magical powers, white light Grabbed in the palm of your hand.

It is a special type of paper, about a palm.

The transfer symbol, as the name suggests, will have a huge spatial repulsion when transmitted over long distances. This symbol ensures that the person being transmitted is not injured.

Lin Xuan has not been used before, it is resisted by its own pure repair, but the master of the condensate period has such a supernatural power, low-level monks can not, will not be seriously injured.