Chapter 1233: Sales quota

The flesh and blood of the star behemoth is priceless.
The flesh and blood of this star behemoth, even the royal family of the Dark Moon plane, is difficult to possess, and this Fang Yue can easily take it out, who is the native and who is the frog at the bottom of the well!
For this son of darkness, the attention of many forces has reached a new level.
Fang Yue sacrificed the flesh and blood of the star beast.
The space barrier really became much weaker, and strands of space energy radiated from it.
The first battle is over.
The earth, Fang Yue wins.
In the dark moon, Qin Ruoyu fell.
On the ground, Qin Ruoyu's blood was still wet.
A Tianjiao fell, and all of them recognized the cruelty of this battle at this moment.
Winners live, losers die.
If you want to get a place to enter the world of relics, you must bear the corresponding risks.
"Fang Yue got a spot!"
Xuan Hai said in a deep and hoarse voice.
He has gradually recovered from the impulse just now.
No matter how strong this son of darkness is, it means that a person is strong. At best, he can get a place to enter the ruins world by himself.
However, even if he alone enters the ruin world and is useful, he is completely waiting for the end of being hunted by many powerful men on the Dark Moon plane.
There is no doubt that Fang Yue will die, at most it is just a different way of death.
Another way of thinking, another way of thinking, sure enough, Taoist Xuanhai's thinking is much broader.
Just when Taoist Xuanhai was immersed in his own thoughts and couldn't extricate himself, Fang Yue suddenly spoke, staggering, his face pale, his wound bleeding.
"Oh, I can't do it anymore. Just now I may have suffered a bit serious injury, so I can't enter the world of relics! I want to sell this place, the higher the price! Who is willing to bid to buy this in my hand Quota?"
The Taoist Xuanhai was stunned by Fang Yue's opening, as were the creatures of many other planes.
The five strong Chinese people all have the urge to curse.
You have already earned so many spirit stones just now. Isn’t that enough? Do you want to earn money by selling places?
"I'm here, one billion spirit stones, I have taken this place from the Ziyou plane!"
A guy with a horn on his forehead spoke.
But as soon as his voice fell, the others were bidding.
"1.2 billion spirit stones! The most indispensable thing in the plane of Sirius is spirit stones!"
Someone started to compete.
It is said that there are ancient treasures, sage techniques, and the Supreme Heart Sutra in this ruin world.
It is too difficult to use human life to fight this opportunity to enter the ruin world. At least it needs a top-notch rotation realm or a strong person in the Yin and Yang realm to fight.
This battle is not 100% sure of victory, once it falls, not only is it useless, but it is easy to fall a master with unlimited potential.
It's worth the 1.2 billion spiritual stones to offset such a huge risk!
"Two billion spirit stones! I also want to join Mars!"
An old man in a red robe said with a smile.
They won't do this to send charcoal in the snow, but there is still no problem with it!
Fang Yue threw the bait, and the various forces began to fight for their lives.
Soon, the price of this quota was raised to the level of five billion Lingshi!
Taoist Xuanhai was shocked, this rhythm is wrong!
I had known that our Dark Moon plane had already sold the quota to enter the ruin world.
Do you still need his Son of Darkness to sell places?
A number of five billion spirit stones...the number of spirit stones from a small vein is just this number, okay?
This in itself is worth a little treasure, and if this son of darkness doesn't enter the ruins world, they will hunt for a woolen thread!
In the end, in Xuanhai's endless regrets, Fang Yue's quota was sold for 5 billion Lingshi, and it was the old man of Mars who bought Fang Yue's quota.
Fang Yue can see that this buddy is really not bad for money!
Five billion spirit stones, for Fang Yue's current worth, is really a drop in the bucket.
But no matter how small a mosquito leg is, it is meat. Fang Yue has lived since he was a child. There are not many spirit stones, so he still reluctantly collected it!
If Fang Yue's psychological activities at the moment were known to the people around him, he must have killed his heart.
What does it mean to be cheap and good?
This is Fang Yue!
"Who will come in the next battle?"
Taoist Xuanhai, as half of the host, finally spoke again.
His voice fell, and no one spoke for a while.
The battle just now was too tragic.
Even a master of Qin Ruoyu's level has fallen.
They are either Tianjiao at the rotation level, and half of their feet have reached the level of Yin and Yang.
The potential in the future is unlimited. Once you break through, you will immediately become a bigwig at the Yin-Yang level. Sitting on the side, you can enjoy endless wealth and glory.
Either he is a superb character in the Yin and Yang realm, his life is extremely precious, and he is not worth fighting for the quota of such a small relic world.
In fact, they did not have this mentality when they came.
The key is to be scared by Fang Yue!
The king of that night, the avenue of swords, they pondered for a while, if they confronted Fang Yue, they could not hold it!
Strange tranquility.
Everyone in Xuan Hai Dao is so mature, and he can see through people's thinking at a glance.
He had the idea of ​​choking Fang Yue to death at this moment!
You scourge.
All you, all you!
Without you, this big show of people fighting in the world should be very exciting!
Soon, Taoist Xuanhai's eyes fell on Fang Yue.
He looked at Fang Yue's blood and blood, with scars.
He secretly said in his heart that he injured a thousand enemies and hurt himself eight hundred. The injuries suffered by this son of darkness and Qin Ruoyu just now should be quite serious!
Moreover, the use of the dark realm should consume a lot of his true energy, otherwise, he would not be pale as soon as he got off the battlefield!
Yes, it's you!
Don't think about it that ruined my plan on the Dark Moon plane!
"Brother Dao, Son of Darkness, should you still fight in the second game?"
Taoist Xuanhai smiled kindly.
But how Fang Yue saw it, how did he feel that this smile was not good.
"No, no, I can't do it! I need to rest and heal for a while before I can return to my peak state!"
Fang Yue waved his hand and declined.
Made a panting look!
But how could Taoist Xuanhai let him go like this? I chose you just because it didn't work!
If you are in full swing, I dare not offend you!
"Why not, if Fellow Daoist Son of Darkness is willing to make a move, I can add two billion spirit stones as the color head?"
Taoist Xuanhai said tentatively.
A beam of excitement lit up in the depths of Fang Yue's eyes.
But this light quickly dissipated, as if nothing had appeared.
But in Fang Yue's eyes, this faint light was caught by Taoist Xuanhai.
This kid is really greedy.
Greed is good!
As long as there is a flaw, he can kill this guy.
"No, no, Lingshi is tempting, but I think playing in this state of mine is an insult to other people. I'd better recuperate and think about it!"
Fang Yue waved his hand and declined. It looks like I'm not hooked.
Taoist Xuanhai continued to increase prices: "Five billion spiritual stones!"
Fang Yue's expression became stiff when he heard the words, his breathing obviously became much heavier!
Red bloodshot appeared in his eyes.
"This... I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"
"Where are ten billion spirit stones?"
"I think my injuries are healed! I can fight now!"
Fang Yue waved instantly.
Moved by the spiritual stone strategy of Taoist Xuanhai!
"Hahahaha!"
Taoist Xuan Hai laughed.
"Okay! Fang Yue is going to fight, Zhou Mo, you come to challenge!"
Taoist Xuanhai dispatched his confidant to deal with Fang Yue.
Taoist Xuanhai is a very cautious person, and the lion fights the rabbit with all his strength.
This week Mo Nai is the power of the eighth level of Yin-Yang realm, possessing special skills, and his true combat power is only slightly inferior to him!
Although Qin Ruoyu's bloodline talent was amazing before, after all, he was still too young, lacking in combat experience, and not good at realm!
His defeat was not unexpected.
But Zhou Mo no longer had Qin Ruoyu's flaws, his experience was so old, and this Fang Yue was seriously injured, it was absolutely impossible for him to be his opponent!
"Zhou Mo, please enlighten me!"
Zhou Mo's body was pitch-black, burly figure and rigid muscles. At first glance, he looked like an iron tower standing in front of Fang Yue.
His tone is also quite voice, urn sound.
"Son of Darkness, please enlighten me!"
Fang Yue also learned something, but his qi and blood were insufficiency, a little surging, and an abnormal whiteness appeared on his small face!
"Come on!"
As soon as Zhou Mo opened his mouth, his palm was lifted, and the blood from all directions gathered. In the end, these blood changed into a standard sword.
In this knife, there is endless blood and killing.
Zhou Mo just raised the sword in his hand, and Fang Yue felt as if he had seen a sea of ​​corpses and blood on an ancient battlefield, all covered with white bones.
This is an illusion induced by evil spirits.
At the same time, this is also Zhou Mo's countless killings.
This is a murderous who has descended on earth.
"kill!"
Zhou Mo let out a low cry, and the calm sword seemed to be pressed down by the earth.
His strength is endless and continuous.
"The way of the earth, this week Mo actually walked the way of the earth. This is a kind of way that is quite difficult to comprehend and practice, but once it succeeds, fighting on the ground will be blessed by the power of the earth and possess infinite power. Strength, great advantage!"
The spectators were shocked again.
This time, the Dark Moon plane is definitely for the entrance of this ruined world!
Zhou Mo's Tao of the Earth is what ordinary people call the Tao of Earth.
This kind of avenue is extremely difficult to cultivate, but once it is cultivated, its defense power will be greatly improved. Secondly, if Zhou Mo can use the avenue of earth to display his own cultivation to the extreme level.
Fang Yue waved the machete in his hand to resist.
The power of the machete that already had the law of circulation at this moment was completely different from that of the previous enemy Qin Ruoyu.
The two weapons collided.
Fang Yue was a bit inferior, his blood was insufficient, his successor was weak, and his face was pale as paper.
It seemed that Fang Yue had become the end of the dead in the battle with Qin Ruoyu.
Even if it was to force Zhou Mo to use a bit of blood and energy, it was a bit strong outside but dry.