Prehistoric magic weapon wholesaler

Styx walked up to a magic weapon that required the lowest merit, reached out to pick it up, his divine sense fell, and then he froze, as if petrified.

"Although it is weaker than the pure lotus...but it is also comparable to ordinary innate spirit treasures."

"Hundreds of merits!" Styx muttered, falling into a state of doubting life.

"Am I dreaming?"

"No, I haven't slept for a long time, how can I dream?"

"If it wasn't for a dream, how could I have encountered such a good thing?"

Styx is incredible, unbelievable to the extreme.

Every magic weapon here is no weaker than ordinary innate spirit treasures.

According to his understanding, any one of these magic weapons is comparable to all the merits he took out.

However, the amount of merit he needs is so little that he can't believe it.

"How is it? Have you chosen?" Seeing him stunned, Duobao urged.

Minghe came back to his senses, his expression was shocked, and he still looked at Duobao in disbelief: "These... are they really so low?"

"It's a little low, but my magic weapon is this price. If you like it, you can buy it."

"If you don't like it, it doesn't matter if you don't buy it."

Dobo said.

He also knew that his magic weapon was indeed too cheap.

But who told him that his purpose was not to sell magic weapons?

Cheap is cheap, as long as it can be spread out.

Moreover, it didn't take him much effort to refine these magic weapons.

A matter of thought and some mana.

It was cheap for these people, but for him, it was indeed a big profit.

It's a win-win.

"Buy, buy, of course." Hearing this, Styx immediately said.

Then, as if afraid that Duobao would repent, he stretched out his hand and pointed at the magic treasures: "This, this, this... and this... this..."

After a short time, Styx chose the magic weapon he wanted.

I didn't even look at it carefully, anyway, it was chosen based on the merits he possessed.

After the selection, the merits are just consumed.

"En." Duobao glanced at the magic weapon Styx had chosen, waved his hand, and all the magic weapons appeared in his hands, and then threw them to Styx indifferently: "Then, this is your magic weapon. "

While speaking, he took away Styx's merits: "Then now, the money and the goods are settled, and these magic weapons are yours."

"Is it mine?" Holding a magic weapon, Styx only felt heavy, and felt that he was in a dream.

Are these treasures really his?

"Well, it's yours." Duobao nodded: "The things have been selected, if there is nothing else, you can leave."

"In the future, if you need anything, you can come to me at any time."

"You also have my famous post, and I believe you know how to use it."

"When you want to find me, just come here."

"Okay." Styx nodded foolishly.

He walked out of the gate with a light kick and a heavy kick. The moment he walked out of the gate, he couldn't help but look back.

The next moment, I saw Duobao wave his hand, and then, on the empty shelves that had been chosen by him, suddenly there were countless more magic weapons.

Chapter 138 Goodbye Xuandu

Styx's pupils shrank rapidly for a moment, and reflexively looked at the magic weapon in his arms.

The magic weapons that reappeared on the shelf were exactly the same as the ones he had chosen.

Even the pure lotus flower he chose at first can be seen in it exactly the same.

He wondered if it was the magic weapon in his hand that was taken back again.

With Duobao's strength, it may not be impossible.

After bowing his head, as far as he could see, the magic weapon he had chosen was still in his arms, and nothing was missing.

"Hi~"

Styx sucked in a breath of cold air, extremely shocked.

"Such a magic weapon...isn't it unique?"

Out of the door in shock, standing in the chaos, a ray of light flashed, Styx disappeared into the chaos, and returned to the sea of ​​blood.

After staying quietly in the sea of ​​blood for a long time, Styx slowly came back to his senses.

It wasn't that he wasn't calm, it was because what he experienced during this period of time really made him unable to calm down.

He looked down at the magic weapon in his arms.

They didn't grow legs and fly away.

After watching for a long time, Minghe suddenly sighed deeply: "In the prehistoric world, when did such an existence appear... this is too strong!"

.......

"Dao Zun...Duo Treasure Dao Zun?" In the chaos, inside the magic shop, a ray of light flashed, a young man, with an excited face and tears on his face, looked at Duo Treasure, and shouted in disbelief : "Is it really you?"

Duobao is imagining that his strength will rise sharply next time.

Styx is a member of the Asura clan, and he can be regarded as a big force.

He has obtained so many magic weapons, and he will definitely distribute them to his own clansmen. In this way, the gains brought to him must not be small.

Maybe he can catch up with God.

However, after thinking about it, I was a little uncertain.

After all, Di Er is the head of the clan, one of the top figures.

He got the magic weapon and could disperse quickly. Styx is just an ordinary member of the Asura clan, so it shouldn't be so fast.

Just as he was thinking, an excited voice suddenly came from his ear.

Looking back, he said with some uncertainty: "Xuandu?"

"Dao Zun, it's really you!"

Hearing Duobao's voice, Xuandu was suddenly excited, and rushed over with a swoop, hugging Duobao and crying.

"Woo, Daoist, I thought, I thought..."

Xuandu kept crying, it was not sadness, but tears of joy.

At the beginning, on the coast of the East China Sea, Duobao fought hard against the monster clan for their sake, so he fell.

He was also sad for a long, long time.

Later, after worshiping under the sage of Taiqing, it was discovered that Daoist Duobao was not dead.

He just went back to Kunlun for retreat.

While I was relieved, I was looking forward to it day and night, waiting for Duobao to wake up.

It's just that Duobao has been in seclusion for too long.

Although he can wait, he also needs to practice.

Later, at the request of the Taiqing sage, he practiced a Taoism and entered the retreat.

As soon as Fang retreated, he came out, wanting to see if Daoist Duobao had come out?

As a result, before he got outside Duobao's cave, he heard a group of juniors and younger brothers in a hurry, as if they were hiding from something.

He stopped him and asked, only then did he know that Daoist Duobao had already left the customs.

At the moment, he was even more excited. Under the guidance of all his juniors and sisters, he entered Duobao Cave Mansion, and through the coordinates left by Duobao, he came to the chaotic shop, and only then did he see Duobao.

"Xuandu, long time no see, you have grown up so much." Duobao looked at Xuandu carefully, and nodded with satisfaction: "The little guy in the past has now become a young man."

"Not bad."

Xuandu looked at Duobao excitedly: "Dao Zun..."

Duobao patted him on the head: "Since you have already entered the sect of the master, then don't call me Dao Zun, call me senior brother."

"Yes, senior brother." Xuan Du said.

"Let me see, I haven't seen you for so many years, the little guy has become a fairy." Duobao took a closer look, then frowned: "However, your strength is too weak."

"Huh?" Xuandu was stunned, Xu?

"Am I hypocritical?"

For a moment of astonishment, Xuandu looked at Duobao excitedly.

Forget it, if the senior brother says it's false, it's false.

"Let me see, my Kunlun disciple can't be so imaginary."

"Let senior brother help you." Duobao said, reaching out to pat Xuandu's shoulder.

"Help me?" Before Xuandu could understand what Duobao meant, he suddenly felt a vast and powerful force coming from Duobao's hand above his shoulder.

This power is so powerful and condensed that he, who had just cultivated a powerful Taoism and improved his strength, was shocked for a moment.

I can't get back to God for a long time!

"As expected of Daoist Daobao!"

Xuandu was not surprised at all, sighed in his heart.

In his heart, Duobao is almost invincible.

It feels that as long as Duobao thinks, there is almost nothing he can't do.

After a while, Duobao removed his palm.

Xuandu slowly came back to his senses.

The feeling of the whole person is suddenly different.

Compared with before, it is more concise and feels much better.

Feeling it carefully, Xuandu was stunned: "How did I become a fairy?"

After surprise, comes surprise.

Xuandu slowly felt his own strength: "Although the realm has decreased, but the strength seems to have improved?"

【Six Hundred Dragons... Angels】

At this time, a ray of light shot out from the power ice mirror next to it, and it flashed across Xuandu's body. The next moment, a mechanical sound came.

Xuan Du looked over, looked at Fang Bingjing, and looked at the information displayed on it, feeling even more puzzled.

He turned to look at Duobao: "Dao Zun...big brother, what does this mean?"

"What dragon? What angel?"

Duobao explained the concept of Longli with a smile, and when Xuandu was ignorant, he said with a smile: "Xuandu, do you feel that your current strength is a bit weak?"

Xuandu nodded: "It is weak, and it is very weak."

According to Duobao's explanation, the ultimate fairy should be the power of three thousand dragons.

And he only has [-] dragon power, which is far worse in comparison.

This is of course weak.

For Duobao's admiration and respect, he didn't have any doubts about Duobao's statement, behavior, or any problem.