Douluo: Conquering the Goddess from a Grass

Chapter 396 The First Demonstration of Strength
"The source of 500 million catties, I will surely get the inheritance of the Great Emperor." After a short period of silence, the middle-aged man of the Great Xia Dynasty took the lead in speaking, with breath surging around him, nine golden streaks flying in the sky, faintly echoing the sound of dragon chant.

"Hahaha, you are indeed worthy of being the Ming King of the Great Xia Dynasty. However, in terms of financial resources, my Jiuli Dynasty will not lose to your Great Xia Dragon Clan. I want the inheritance of the Great Emperor."

A middle-aged man from the Jiuli Dynasty laughed loudly, his eyes were on each other, and he did not give an inch. He looked at the middle-aged man from the Great Xia Dragon Emperor and said calmly: "I, the Jiuli Dynasty, offer 700 million catties!"

The words were like thunder, and the sudden price increase of 200 million catties really shocked everyone. Many holy places and families who wanted to continue to compete hesitated at this moment.

The price is too high, even if it is the inheritance of the emperor's realm, it is a bit too scary. No wonder it is said that people who practice the Tao, the wealth couple, the wealth ranks first, have no capital, and want to prove longevity and be famous through the ages. easy.

For a moment, the expressions of the hosts in the field were shocked, and they all looked at the middle-aged man of Jiuli Dynasty in amazement, awesome, domineering, and unparalleled in power.

Everyone murmured to themselves, seeing the sky-high price of tens of millions of catties for the first time, they were worth it.

The Holy Lord of Daoyi Holy Land, the Holy Lord of Wanchu Holy Land and others looked at the people of Jiuli Dynasty with ugly faces. The other party was majestic and held his head high, but his side was ashamed.

It has to be said that although it is also a holy place, like the Daoyi Holy Land, the Holy Land of Wanchu, which is not inherited by the Great Emperor, has a much worse background after all.

It is incomparable with those families that have produced great emperors, not to mention compared with the Jiuli Dynasty, a truly profound dynasty, no matter in terms of financial resources or strength, it is much worse than the other party.

For a while, the Holy Lord Daoyi, the Holy Lord Wanchu, the Purple Mansion Holy Lord and others had to be reduced to foils, while the Ming King of the Great Xia Dynasty, the Bald Donkey of the West Desert Buddhism and others also struggled and hesitated.

700 million catties of origin stones, this price must be high.

It has exceeded the price in their minds, and the land inherited from the Great Emperor Wushi is not a treasure, and it must be full of dangers. Even if they buy it, it will take a lot of manpower and material resources to dig it out.

At this moment, the Jiuli royal family has paid 700 million catties of source stones, which is enough to build a small inheritance holy land. Naturally, they dare not continue to increase the price for the unknown emperor's inheritance.

Of course, if Fang Xu also attached one of the nine secrets at this moment, the price would obviously increase. However, Fang Xu was not going to take out the nine secrets, but reserved them for Ye Fan.

It's not easy to find a helper who will never die in this plane, even the emperor and his like can die as soon as they say it.

In contrast, a man of destiny like Ye Fan is undoubtedly the best choice.

Between heaven and earth, the rules of the Great Emperor's death are dissipating, and the trend of great controversy has become obvious. Whether those people choose to be born and fight for it is not up to him to decide.

"Sigh." With a soft sigh, the bald donkeys of Western Desert Buddhism gave up first. Although the Great Emperor's inheritance is a good thing, they are not blessed to enjoy Western Desert Buddhism.

King Ming of the Great Xia Dynasty hesitated for a while, and finally gave up the same choice. Seeing this, the middle-aged man of the Jiuli Dynasty came over, bowed to Fang Xu, and said, "Senior, please allow us three days to prepare."

"Well," Fang Xu nodded slightly, 700 million catties is a huge expense for the Jiuli Dynasty, and it is basically difficult to get it all together in one day.
"Take it." With a movement of his right hand, the ancient animal skin scroll drew a curve and floated directly in front of the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man of the Jiuli Dynasty hesitated, the source stone was not paid, and the other party actually gave him the ancient animal skin scroll.

Are you so worried about him?Are you still so confident in your own strength?
Fang Xu was not afraid of the other party's cheating. After all, with his own strength, it was more than enough to face any holy place. Although the Jiuli Dynasty was powerful, it was not an existence he could not afford to provoke.

"Senior is so open-minded, I am a little surprised, don't worry, within three days, I will definitely offer the Origin Stone with both hands,"

As soon as the words fell, he was also blunt, and directly opened the ancient animal skin scroll to debate the authenticity.

"Well," at this moment, Fang Xu raised his eyebrows and looked outside the hall.

"What? Why don't you come out yet? Do you want me to do it myself?" With a cold shout, Fang Xu's expression was rather displeased.

"Senior, wait a minute." A hoarse voice came from the void outside the main hall. When everyone looked around, they saw two vicissitudes of old men in black robes emerged.

"Is there someone?" Many holy masters and those holy sons and saints were all taken aback. The two old men had already come outside the Temple of Light, and after watching for so long, they didn't find each other's existence?

It is not difficult to see that the other party's cultivation base is higher than his own and others, and appearing here at this time, it is probably for the inheritance of the emperor.

For a moment, the people of the Jiuli Dynasty looked alert, secretly vigilant,

"This thing is already in possession, you can go." Fang Xu glanced at them and waved his hand impatiently. He was most annoyed by these people who hide their heads and show their tails.

If you are a man, you should be positive!
The divine light filled the air, and before the two of them spoke, their bodies flew out involuntarily, the space was slightly turbulent, and under the divine light, the two had disappeared.

Everyone couldn't help being startled, especially Holy Master Daoyi and the others, whose expressions were inexplicably terrified. Those two old guys' cultivation bases were definitely close to the Dao Slayer King, or they were the Dao Slayer King.

Such a strong person can't even stop Fang Xu's blow. Is this the strength of a strong person in the holy realm?
Knowing that they were invincible, the two old men didn't show up again. They moved and disappeared into the void.

Looking at the direction in which the two old men disappeared, Fang Xu's tone was a bit heavy: "The great battle has begun, and the road to immortality will inevitably open."

"Those masters of the restricted area are bound to move, and the dark catastrophe of the Big Dipper is inevitable."

The heavy words made everyone unable to wake up for a while, and the great battle has already begun?Beidou Chengxian Road is coming soon?Dark turmoil is about to erupt again?
Three messages in a row are even more influential than the inheritance of the great emperor.

Daoyi Holy Master and the others had gloomy faces, and dark turmoil was about to break out. Although they didn't know whether what Chen Xiaoming said was true, their hearts couldn't help but feel heavy.

Without the background of the great emperor, without the extreme weapons to suppress the luck, the dark turmoil will come, and they will inevitably die.

The Holy Lord of Zifu couldn't help but worried, and asked Fang Xu respectfully. "Senior, don't you know what you said?"

Fang Xu shook his head and said, "That's all for now, the secret must not be revealed."

What a secret that must not be revealed, this is the rhythm of torturing obsessive-compulsive disorder patients to death.
(End of this chapter)