With Bu Fan's shouting, gradually, the entire Shengyang Dabi scene, those audiences, all knew about Bu Fan's existence at this moment.

In the process of selling talismans, someone recognized Bu Fan.

"It's the waste spirit root!"

"Don't buy his talismans!"

"You don't buy it, we buy it, didn't you hear the price he shouted?"

In the midst of the discussion, with the beginning of one person, countless people rushed directly towards Bu Fan.

"Hey, who hit Lao Tzu, get out of Lao Tzu!"

"Don't squeeze Lao Tzu!"

"Sell the spirit talisman, a low-grade mortal talisman, a low-grade spirit stone, and two medium-grade talismans!"

The shouting sound came, the cold wind blew, and the disciple who had just said that he would not buy the spirit talisman reacted immediately.

"Hey, wait for me, I'll buy it too!"

Suddenly, after someone started, the disciples in the field stopped watching the competition, and the scene of the Holy Yang Dabi became a place for Bu Fan to sell spirit runes.

"Hey, don't squeeze it, by the way, I haven't told you yet, I want to buy my spirit rune, but I have to call my senior brother!"

Seeing that everyone rushed over and stood in front of him, they all looked at him with a smile on their faces, but Bu Fan said something that was shocking.

"I'll go, and this kind of operation? I'll come first, I'll come first!"

Some of the people were proud in their hearts and did not want to shout, but some of them had no discipline.

"Senior brother, I'll give me two hundred sheets!"

The most undisciplined person, as soon as Bu Fan's words came out, he had already stepped forward and came to Bu Fan.

He spoke diligently, and in the eyes of everyone with black lines on their faces, he quickly took out two hundred lower grade spirit stones.

"Okay, accept 200 spirit stones from this junior brother, and give you 200 inferior mortal talismans. ”

Bu Fan took the spirit stone, and quickly pulled out two hundred Pinfan talismans, so that the second business opened by Bu Fan today was completed again.

People are people who go with the flow, and from the moment the first person shouts "senior brother", the people behind them all rush to shout out.

"Senior brother..."

"Senior brother, bring me one!"

All of a sudden, under the crowd of people, countless disciples were very happy to grab it.

The lower grade fan talisman in Bu Fan's hand was robbed under the coaxing of everyone in less than a quarter of an hour.

"Hey, hey, hey..."

With a sweep of his soul, Bu Fan looked at the spirit stone in his space bag, and his face showed a look of satisfaction.

The space bag was already full at this time, filled with lower-grade spirit stones, if it weren't for the volume of the lower-grade spirit stones, which was only half the size of a thumb, his one-foot space bag would have been unable to fit for a long time.

And the lower grade fan runes are sold out, Bu Fan will not stop earning spirit stones, after the lower grade fan runes are sold out, he immediately said: "Hey, junior brothers and sisters, senior brother, I still have a middle grade fan rune, do you still want it?"

Everyone was going to buy a spirit rune and leave, but never thought that this master would even want a middle-grade mortal rune?

"Damn, there are still medium-grade mortal charms?"

The exclamation came out, and when everyone looked at it, Bu Fan actually had a small pile of spirit talismans in his hand at this time.

Let them look at the runes on it again, but there is a strange chapter in the chaos, and they are even more convinced that this is a medium-grade ordinary rune!

"I want it, I want it!"

The scene was chaotic again, and the scramble began again.

This scramble is like a pack of hungry wolves that have been hungry for days, fighting for food.

"Hey, slow down, slow down!"

Someone in the middle of the crowd was almost torn alive by this group of people.

Bu Fan regretted it very much, why did he shout out a few words of Zhongpin Fanfu.

The moment he shouted these words, countless claws, like hungry wolves, frantically gouged at his robe.

"Oh, don't!"

Screams were heard, and after a frantic scramble, the crowd dispersed.

And a figure appeared in the same place.

At this time, he was lying in the open space outside the "Qingyun Avenue", with a sad and indignant look on his face.

"A bunch of robbers!"

Bu Fan stood up after everyone had left for a long time, tidied up his ragged robes, and went to the elixir room with grief and anger on his face.

The elixir room is not far from here, and Bufan is also convenient, so he chose a place close to the elixir room to sell the spirit runes.

Under Bu Fan's wild running, half of the incense time has come to the elixir room.

Looking at the luxuriously decorated elixir room, Bu Fan came here for the third time, and he felt different again.

Well, it seems like every time he comes, he gets richer.

Rich, that's right, a young master is rich today.

With high spirits, Bu Fan was a little domineering, and walked into the elixir room with the steps of the eighth master.

"Little Er, uh no, this senior brother, bring me my fifty top-grade Breaking Pills!"

Bu Fan's wealth was so big that he asked for fifty top-grade Breaking Pills at once, and in the shocked eyes of the disciple, he nodded, meaning, don't look at it, I mean, Master, I have money, take out the elixir quickly.

Stunned for a moment, this disciple had not yet recovered from the shock, but when he saw Bu Fan nodding seriously, he trembled and took out five bottles of elixir from under the counter.

Bu Fan took the five bottles of spirit pills, opened them and smelled them to make sure that they were correct, and then gave the 10,000 spirit stones in his space bag to the other party.

The two space bags were opposite, and Bu Fan's mind moved, and the spirit stones in the two space bags were transmitted, and it took a full dozen breaths to complete the transaction.

Bu Fan handed over the spirit stone, did not stay, and returned directly to the scene of Dabi.

The big competition scene is still noisy, the competition at this time has been carried out to the seventeenth game, and the Bufan competition is in the twentieth game.

Coming to the scene, Bu Fan stared at it, and on the Dao platform in the distance, the wind attribute aura of the enemy was gathered, and under the spiritual art, the opponent's disciple had already been knocked out.

At the same time, Bu Yanran was also on the platform, between the purple electric aura, the thunder swam, the electricity was like a thin snake, and a spiritual skill was released, which had already scorched the other party.

"Seventeenth, it's over!"

With the end of the competition, there were disciples who kept playing.

At this time, a disciple from the veteran crowd walked towards the platform.

"It's dry three stones!"

The sound of discussion came, and even Bu Fan looked over.

In the past few months of cultivation, Qian Sanshi's physical body has already come to Sanding, that is to say, his physical body can resist the attacks of the late-stage cultivators, and the high-level mortal arts will be immune to fifty percent of the power.

In the body cultivation, the single tripod, the double tripod and the tripod tripod, each corresponds to the before, middle and late stages of enlightenment.

But even if it is a single tripod, a double tripod, and a tripod with three levels, there is also a realm division, and this realm division is the physical nature.

Qian Sanshi's physical physique has not only reached the strength of Sanding, but perhaps his defense power has also reached the level where he can resist the attacks of the Eight Aperture Cultivators' Five Spiritual Arts.

Slowly walking towards the bank of the Shengyang River, Qian Sanshi jumped lightly in everyone's solemn gaze.

Bang!

A soft sound could be heard on the platform, like a boulder falling, and if anyone could see the situation on the platform, he could see that he had already stepped on a small pit just by stepping on the platform.

This scene made his opponent's pupils shrink, and the word "admit defeat" almost blurted out.

"Eighteenth, begin!"

The participating disciples have arrived, and Wu Shanhe in the sky gave an order.

The next moment, countless disciples rushed towards each other at the same time with the sound of breaking the wind.

The sound of whistling was endless, and the three stones at this moment, like a humanoid beast, moved in shape, as if there was a tiger roaring in the forest.

An afterimage swept through the field.

Bang bang bang!

Three muffled sounds came, but the other party had already received three heavy blows and flew out far away.

"This body of three stones is really terrifying!"

"That's right, his physical body, I'm afraid he can fight with the Eight Aperture Realm cultivators with his bare hands. ”

In the discussion of the crowd, Yutian's face was solemn, even Jiangshan.

This dry three stones, as early as when he came to the fore, faintly had the posture of chasing the country, and now, I am afraid that he is the second person in the old brand.

As for whether the number one position in the country can be kept, it will take the two of them to fight well.

After the victory of Qiansanshi, he jumped off the platform directly, and with the end of the competition between the two of them, the other platforms did not last long, and the eighteenth competition ended one after another in the fierce battle.

"The eighteenth game is over, and the nineteenth participating disciple is in place!"

With the end of the eighteenth competition, the nineteenth participating disciples also walked to the Dao platform at this moment.

And at this moment, an eye-catching shadow walked towards the platform here.

She is also Shui Ruotong, who has risen recently, and can be called an equal to the Four Great Heavens in the mouth of the miscellaneous disciples!