Just when Ye Xuan was in the Battle Treasure Pavilion Battle Treasure Vault, selecting the war spear.

On the streets of Black Dragon City, a man with a black robe shrouded in his whole body walked slowly on the street.

Under his face, which was covered by a black robe, his eyes glowed green, and his brows were slightly furrowed.

"Disappeared again?" muttered hoarsely.

This is the killer of the Ghost Palace,.

He searched and chased Ye Xuan all the way, but what made him quite depressed was that the kid didn't know what means he used, and his aura disappeared from time to time, making him unable to pursue it anymore.

There was a jade talisman in his hand, which shone slightly, and this jade talisman could sense Ye Xuan's direction, but at this time, he lost his goal.

"If I find this kid, I must pry open his skull to see how he avoided the Soul Seeker Jade's detection. Heaven Kill said to himself coldly.

"Bang" was thinking about finding an inn to rest, when a short figure came quickly, but it hit him, and then the little figure sat on the ground.

"Oh, you hurt me, don't you have long eyes?" It turned out to be a little girl in tattered clothes and legs, as dirty as a little beggar who couldn't see what she looked like, lowered her head, covered her ass and complained.

Heavenly Kill's face sank, and the two ghost fires in his eyes burst into flames.

"Ah, you really don't have eyes?" the little girl's face turned pale, and she quickly got up and ran away.

Heavenly Kill's face was gloomy, he sneered, and walked away.

If it weren't for the crowd of pedestrians on the streets, I wouldn't mind drinking some human blood.

However, when he found an inn and was about to pay the room fee, his face changed and he found that his ring was gone!

"Damn, it's the little girl who ran into a pickpocket. ”

......

Inside the small square of the Battle Treasure House.

"This war spear contains dragon power, just right for you, the 'dragon less' you, its price is one million mid-grade yuan stones!" Mo Lao smiled and introduced Ye Xuan to a silver dark dragon pattern gun.

One million mid-rank Yuan Stones, even Zhu Yankang was shocked when he heard it, this is an astronomical amount.

They looked at 'Long Qishi' playfully, not thinking that he could afford to buy this treasure spear.

Ye Xuan frowned slightly, and secretly said that Long Qishi had not offended this old guy before, and he would take out such a war spear.

Of course, with the net worth of the real Long Qi world, he can't afford it, but that doesn't mean that Ye Xuan can't.

Ye Xuan's face did not change, and he reached out and grabbed the silver war spear carried by the two attendants in his hand.

Yuan Li ran in it, and suddenly a dragon roar sounded in the war spear.

"Good gun. Ye Xuan nodded and waved it a few times, but shook his head, "No, this gun is too light, it is light, is there anything heavier!"

The main focus of the war gun is to be domineering and heavy, but he uses this gun like wielding a wicker.

Mo Lao's eyes flashed, "Do you want to weigh it?" ”

Mo Lao was slightly surprised in his heart, this spear was specially built for the Martial King Realm Seventh to Eighth Cultivation for the Martial King Force.

The arraignment was repeated again, and four more attendants walked out of the treasury carrying a golden war spear.

This spear was one size bigger than the Silver Stygian Dragon-patterned Spear, and its body was covered with a golden halo.

Ye Xuan held it in his hand, and as soon as he lost the Yuan Force, the entire body of the spear was filled with golden flames, and he was wrapped into a golden fire man.

But Ye Xuan only waved it twice, then frowned slightly again and threw it aside.

"The attributes of the gun are not in line with me, this gun is more suitable for fire-type warriors"

Mo Lao raised his eyebrows, continued to transmit the sound, and then raised the war spears one by one, but none of them were in line with Ye Xuan's intentions.

It's either light, or the attributes are not suitable for Ye Xuan!

Mo Lao's face gradually became difficult to look at, and at this time, he doubted whether Ye Xuan was unable to take out the Yuan Stone and make excuses here.

Shui Zhu suddenly thought of something and whispered a few words in Mo Lao's ear.

Mo Lao's heart moved, and then he smiled, and said, "I didn't expect Long Shao to be a person who has achieved body refining, so he can only take out that gun, and its attributes will definitely satisfy Long Shao, but I don't know if Long Shao can take it." ”

With Mo Lao's message, a moment later, four attendants pushed a chariot out of the treasure house, and on the chariot was a pitch-black, glowing war spear.

Although this gun is also a normal size, once it appears, it gives people an extremely heavy feeling, and the gun is full of scars, and a faint sadness is revealed from the war gun.

"Black Hell, this war spear is made of black magic gold throughout, it was used by a spear cultivator, in a big war, that predecessor fell, this war spear was also damaged, because of its heavy weight, so no one can use it in this pavilion. Mo Lao introduced.

Zhu Yankang and the others flashed with a look of abuse in their eyes, and they pushed it out with a chariot, how heavy should this gun be?

I only listened to Mo Laodao, "This gun weighs 99,999 catties, the weight of this gun alone can kill the Martial King, and because it is made of black magic gold, it is absolutely suitable for demon cultivation!"

Ye Xuan's brows furrowed, this gun had obviously suffered a lot of damage.

But feeling the faint sadness on the gun's body, Ye Xuan's heart moved, and this gun obviously had a trace of spirituality.

He stretched out one hand, and in the gaze of everyone, he held the jet-black gun, and suddenly, the entire body of the gun shook slightly, and there was rejection at first, but in Ye Xuan's Yuan Force input that contained a trace of demon attributes, the gun was calmed down.

"Good gun!" Ye Xuan's eyes burst into brilliance, this gun was indeed in line with his Yuan Force, smooth.

And at the next moment, when he was about to raise the war gun, he felt a heavy pressure.

The sneer on the faces of Zhu Yankang and the others was even stronger.

Ye Xuan's face was solemn, he turned into a two-handed gun, and with a sudden lift, the pitch-black war spear was held by him.

"Huh~Huh~" Ye Xuan's face was solemn, holding the gun in both hands, and in the stunned eyes of Zhu Yankang, Shui Zhu, Zhang He and others, he waved the war spear, majestic, and the entire small square was filled with pieces of black pressure guns.

I don't know if Ye Xuan intended it, dancing the war spear and constantly around Zhu Yankang and other disciples, making them keep retreating.

"Bang!"

"Okay! That's it, how many yuan stones does it cost, this is a damaged gun, the price shouldn't be so expensive, right?"

(End of chapter)