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As soon as he flipped his hand, the golden worm of the stake disappeared immediately, and then with a flick of his body, he flew towards Box One.

The green-haired old man couldn't help frowning as he looked at Han Long's figure.

But then the other two blue stones that Han Long opened surprised everyone, and those two blue stones were cut by the artifact until they turned into foam, and no treasures appeared.

It's been like this twice in a row, and the result is a relief to everyone, if the stones taken by Han Long can open treasures, then I'm afraid it's hard to believe, there is no unknown inside story in this.

This is exactly what Han Long is aiming for, those two blue stones are just to hide people's eyes, just hundreds of thousands of crystals, for him now, they are nothing at all.

Due to the link of gambling stones, there is no interruption in the process, and it will continue until all the blue stones are opened, and it will not end, so during the period when Han Long did not come to power, the activities of auctioning and opening stones continued, and some treasures were opened intermittently during the period, although they were not as rare as Han Long's Seven Star Boundary Breaking Flower, but they were also precious, but they were all bought at a higher price

"Brother Han, forgive me for being clumsy, do you know the origin of that golden worm just now?" Wei Gongming asked curiously.

Long Er on the side also showed a look of concern, obviously, he was also very curious about the golden god killing insect.

"Ahem, I don't know about this, when I see Shizun in the future, I must ask his old man for advice, Shizun is very knowledgeable, well-versed in ancient and modern times, I think I will know the origin of this bug!" Han Long didn't want to reveal this hole card, so he could only vaguely remark.

"That's right, Haotian Immortal Venerable is a god, his old man will definitely know!" Wei Gongming sneered, he didn't doubt Han Long's words.

Long Er also nodded, in his heart, Haotian Immortal Venerable was like a god, and he was naturally omniscient.

That golden god-destroying insect has been dead for a long time, after Han Long got it in his hands, he has already carefully checked it with his divine sense, this insect is extremely talented, and it is golden all over, and if you support the dream too illusory, please go to the "3G Book City" to vote for this book, and support the genuine version! If there is still life, the strength should be far above his original god-destroying insect, and whether he can subdue this insect is unknown.

However, this golden god-destroying insect has been dead for a long time, Han Long naturally has no worries, the god-destroying insect in his arms, after finding that this golden god-destroying insect has died, he has no fear, but instead acts extremely happy, judging from the fluctuations from his divine sense, it is obvious that he wants to devour this golden god-destroying insect.

Although he didn't know what would happen to his original god-destroying insect after devouring this golden god-destroying insect, he still put the two god-destroying insects together, and the black god-destroying insect had already recognized him as the master, as long as it was not so powerful that it was far above him, he could still control the other party through his mind, and he was not afraid of its backlash.

The blue stone No. 4450 was quietly placed on the top of the stake, and the faint blue light reflected Han Long's face in blue.

He looked at the blue stone in front of him, and felt a little worried, because this blue stone was the only stone that made him unpredictable, and the image from the god-killing insect was always a fog, and he couldn't see what was inside.

The object in his hand cut down without hesitation, and the blue stone, which was only as big as a skull, cut a half-inch deep cut directly on its surface.

There was no strange light, no mirage, but a trace of black mist seeped out of the opening, and with it, a cold breath followed.

Although this black mist was not obvious, under the amplification of the Water Curtain Tianhua Technique, it was immediately seen by everyone, and the sound of surprise suddenly sounded.

"What is this?"

Han Long was puzzled, and the next moment, a sudden change occurred.

The black mist seemed to be not lightweight, and it actually sank in diameter, and the next moment, it came into contact with the wooden stake.

The place where the wooden stake was touched by the black fog bubbled up in an instant, and then quickly melted away at a speed visible to the naked eye, turning into nothingness, yes, into nothingness.

In an instant, on the wooden stake, there was a hole as large as a fist, you know, the wooden stake used to place the blue stone, but it is made of extremely hard rhyme gold wood, and the general medium-grade fairy sword split on it, can only leave a faint white mark, the black mist does not know what it is, it can instantly corrode the wooden stake made of rhyme gold wood into such a shape, the corrosiveness is so strong, it can be imagined.

It's so corrosive, Han Long couldn't help but shrink his pupils, and he supported the dream of being too illusory, please go to the "3G Book City" to vote for this book, and support the genuine version! I didn't expect that just a trace of black fog would be so powerful, if this thing was used for sneak attacks in battle, the power should not be underestimated.

If there is more black mist inside this stone, it will be valuable.

The power of this black mist, not only Han Long saw it, but others also saw it, and it immediately attracted everyone's attention.

"Slow down, Brother Han, this mist is so corrosive, I'm afraid that the stone opening vessel will be unbearable!"

Just as Han Long wanted to continue cutting, Wei Gongming's voice suddenly sounded in his ears, his movements suddenly stagnated, and then he put down the turtle shell-like artifact in his hand, and what the other party said was reasonable.

Just as Han Long paused, a feminine voice sounded in the venue.

"Han Daoyou, you don't need to open this stone, sell it to me, how much is the right price?"

This voice is the elder of the Soul Refining Sect, the person of the Soul Refining Sect, the exercises he cultivates, all of which are extremely strange and vicious, this black mist has such a strong corrosive nature, it is his appetite, so he can't wait to ask.

Han Long frowned, his mind moved, and a shining light blade, about an inch long and a finger's wide, quickly appeared in front of him, which was the condensation of his spiritual power to control heaven and earth.

"Hurry!"

With a soft snort, the blade of light grinded into the hole in the blue stone, and a moment later, a fist-sized hole was carved into its surface.

With a wave of Han Long's hand, a layer of light curtain wrapped the entire blue stone, and then, he flipped the blue stone over, only to see a black mist as heavy as mercury, slowly pouring out from the inside of the stone, only this time, with the barrier of the light curtain, there was no corrosion of Yunjin wood just now.

Looking at the box where the Soul Refining Sect was located, Han Long immediately threw that black mist in that direction.

"Three million spars, this thing is yours!"

As soon as the words fell, a figure rushed out of the box in an instant, and in a flash, went straight to the black mist, only to see him wave his hand, and the black mist wrapped in the light curtain disappeared out of thin air.

I saw a handsome young man, with an extraordinary bearing, but his face was a high-minded, looking down on all beings, which looked extremely uncomfortable, and his eyes showed a poisonous color from time to time, like a poisonous snake, which made people look at it, and their hearts were shocked, and they couldn't help but immediately shift their eyes.

I saw this person looking up to the sky and laughing, and with a casual throw, a storage bag flew towards Han Long.

"Daoist friends are really refreshing, this is your three million spars!"

Han Long didn't say much, with a gesture of his hand, the storage bag fell straight into his hand, he arched his hand towards the other party, and flew off the stage.

"I didn't expect this thing to really fall into the hands of the old man, it was really nowhere to find it when he stepped on the iron shoes, and it didn't take any effort to get it, hehe!" The elder of the Soul Refining Sect secretly rejoiced in his heart, and then his body shook and flew back into the box again.

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