Legend of Swordsman Chapter 2840: Every heavy blood shortage emperor essence

(Fourth more!)

"I knew that I asked Yin Suer to say hello to me before." Jian Wushuang smiled bitterly, but still followed the guard towards the castle.

On the way, Jian Wushuang looked at the long dragon still standing at the entrance and couldn't help asking: "Sir, I wonder what these people do?"

"They?" The guard chuckled: "Some are masters from various realms, there are high and low levels, masters with three grades and four grades, and five or even six grades. Instrument master, and they came here for one purpose, and that was to become an apprentice of the craftsman of Huoyunbao. "

"Apprentice? Zan apprentice, so popular?" Jian Wushuang surprised.

"Of course, although they are just apprentices, they still have the opportunity to see the scenes of top refiners. They have good luck. They may even be seen by the fortress and become their disciples. The guard continued: "The Lord Lord now has a self-disciplined disciple, six named disciples, except for the self-disciplined disciple, the other six named disciples are all selected from the apprentices."

"That's it." The sword was unparalleled.

Follow the guard into the castle and into a side hall.

"Wait here, Lord Brahmin is now receiving a peak deity. When he is done, he will see you." This guard said.

"Thanks a lot." Jian Wushuang thanked him.

The guard left quickly, while Jian Wushuang waited quietly in the side hall.

Waiting like this, I waited a full hour or two, and finally a middle-aged man with a big belly came to the side hall.

"You are the sword one, right?" This middle-aged man is just a peak god, but he stands in front of the sword without two sides, not only without the slightest respect or humility, but on the contrary he has a certain high attitude.

"Well, these masters are really big enough one by one." Jian Wushuang sighed, but still smiled on the bright side, "It's me, you should be Mr. Fan Xin?"

"Sit." This middle-aged man, also one of Master Mo's named disciples, waved his heart.

Jian Wushuang sat down beside him immediately.

"Are you here to see Master?" Fan Xin glanced at Jian Wushuang.

"Yes." Jian Wushuang nodded.

"Oh, my master is the No. 1 Refiner in the Jinwu Nine Realms. There are too many people who come to see him on weekdays, and he doesn't have the time to see so many people, so generally those who come to see him All of us are received by our disciples. Unless some very high-ranking people come to visit in person, my master will personally come to receive it. So if you have something, tell me directly, and it will be the same. " Brahma said.

Jian Wushuang groaned secretly.

He knew that it was unrealistic for him to want to see the Lord Mo directly, so he could only pass this Brahma.

"It's true. I came to see you today. I hope that Lord Mo can take the shot himself and re-make a magic soldier for me." Jian Wushuang said.

"Please master refining the **** soldier?" This brahma looked surprised at the sword unparalleled, but then could not help but smile, "Jianyi, are you a higher god, aren't you? The **** soldier used by your strength, also Just the top Tianbao, even if you have a lot of treasures, and you want to make a holy treasure extravagantly, there are still others in my Huoyun Fortress who can make it. Why bother you, my master?

"No, I want to make a refined soldier. Only by the master Mo himself can he succeed." Jian Wushuang smiled.

"Must be my Master ’s own shot?" Brah ’s complexion changed, but then she said in a deep voice: "Jian Yi, my Master is the first master of the Ninth Nine Realm. I want him to make God. Bing is not easy. The price it takes is quite a lot. "

"I know that when I came here, I had already inquired about it. It would cost no less than 300,000 saints to make it for Master Mo to make it once. Can I be right? "Sword unparalleled.

"That's it, can you get 300,000 saints?" Fan Xin looked over.

"I don't have a ready-made Sheng Dan here, but the equivalent of more than 300,000 Sheng Dan, I still have it on hand." Jian Wushuang smiled, but then turned his hands and turned the last piece of blood. Huang Dijing took it out.

The size of this blood waste emperor crystal is the size of an adult and weighs thousands of pounds.

But sword Wushuang is easily held in his hand, and he is still weighing at will.

"Mr. Fan Xin, I don't know this spar in my hand, have you ever known?" Jian Wushuang smiled.

"This is ... Blood Desperate Crystal?" Brahmin, who had been sitting casually on the seat, stood up sharply. He looked with horror, looking at the spar in the sword without hands.

Emperor Crystal, one of the most important materials for making Holy Treasure.

And he is a refiner, who does n’t recognize all kinds of refiner materials all year round?

"Here, how big is this **** emperor crystal?" Fan Xin exclaimed.

"I previously estimated that this blood-depleted Emperor's Crystal should weigh 12,000 kilograms, and in the market, a catty of Blood-dead Emperor's Crystal is worth one hundred sundans, and it is still valuable. Am I right? "Jian Wushuang smiled.

Fan could not help but agitated his throat.

Jian Wushuang's statement is true.

Blood Desolate Crystal is very rare and precious.

A catty of blood-depleted Emperor Crystal is definitely more than enough to sell a hundred Sundan. For those who need it, a catty of Blood-dead Emperor Crystal can sell two hundred Sundan.

The 12,000-pound blood-dead emperor crystal ... even if it weighs a hundred sundan pounds, this is a full 1.2 million sundan!

Under normal circumstances, an undead saint with ordinary strength and not good at accumulating wealth, all his net worth, is about five or six hundred thousand saints.

With 1.2 million saints, many undead saints have lost their homes and lost their possessions.

But now ...

"Mr. Fan Xin, I don't know if I am a blood-depleted Emperor Crystal worth 300,000 Saints, can I ask Master Mo to shoot?" Jian Wushuang smiled.

"The price is enough, but I can't call Master, I don't know." Brahma's complexion has become extremely dignified, and his attitude towards the sword unparalleled has also changed significantly. "In this way, the sword Mr. Yi, please wait here for a while, and now I will tell this to Brother Biyan and ask him to come and see you in person.

"Oh?" Jian Wushuang frowned.

Listening to the tone of Brahma's tone, Sword Wushuang knew that Bi Yan should be His Majesty's only disciple.

If you really want to see the Lord Mo, you have to pass this Biyan.

"Then I'll wait here." Jian Wushuang smiled slightly, and put the **** Emperor Crystal into the ring.

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ps: New Year is coming, and today there are four more!

Hoo, it's New Year's Day tomorrow. The new year is coming. Brothers, kill here. I wish you all a Happy New Year!

I wish all my brothers and sisters to be healthy and happy in the new year, happy and happy! !!

I also hope that in the new year, everyone can continue to support Jianzun and be grateful to death!