In the void, Dugu Jian frowned slightly, listening to the voices of those discussions, and met those strange eyes.

He panicked a little.

Could it be that Lao Tzu said something wrong?

A thousand bottles of Ten Thousand Spirits, one bottle is the size of an ordinary elixir, which is not much.

In the midst of that noisy discussion, Huang Taizhen put his hands behind his back, and he looked down at the Dugu Sword of the Formation Pattern, "You have such a big breath, I don't know how much Ten Thousand Soul Liquid you can take out?"

"That's right, how much can you come up with?" Huang Chen also agreed.

Glancing at Huang Taizhen and Huang Chen, Dugu Jian faintly felt that he had said the wrong thing.

After thinking about it for a while, Dugu Jian grinned and said, "You wait for me for a moment." ”

The voice fell, Dugu Jian walked through the air and came to the side of the god and demon boy, "Brother God and Demon, do you have a thousand bottles of ten thousand spirit liquid there?"

"Nope. The god and demon boy shook his head and continued, "You don't know the value of the magic liquid at all. ”

Dugu Jian raised his eyebrows and asked weakly, "Then, that, what is the value of the ten thousand spirit liquid?"

The god and demon boy said: "One bottle can be exchanged for ten thousand catties of ghost spirit source." ”

"Damn, it's so terrifying!" Dugu Jian's legs were weak, and his heart was sweating.

Yang Fengying walked over, he patted Dugu Jian, "Brother, you are a girl, you can scare me!"

"Calm and calm. The corners of Dugu Jian's mouth twitched twice.

I feel very ashamed of my ignorance.

It was at this time that Huang Chen spoke: "That kid, how much can you take out to make a bet?

"What are you panicking about?" Dugu Jian glanced at Huang Chen with cold eyes, and then his gaze fell on the body of the god and demon boy, Yang Fengying, "How much can we take out?"

"I have three bottles. The god and demon boy replied, and then said to Yang Fengying: "You should have five bottles there, right?"

Yang Fengying frowned tightly and said, "Yes, yes, it's just that this Dugu brother does things, which makes me a little hairy in my heart." ”

Dugu Jian said: "I, Dugu Jian, am willing to take my life to win or lose, I'm not afraid, what are you afraid of?"

Yang Fengying groaned: "Tell me the truth, do you understand the formation?"

Dugu Jian smiled and said, "Not only do I understand, but I am the most proficient, and it's not that I'm blowing, just with my formation speed, you may not be able to catch up!"

"Hey, you're blowing again, forgive me for not being able to trust you anymore. Yang Fengying pouted.

For Dugu Jian's words, he would not believe it anyway.

You must know that he is a master of the Divine Pattern Xuandan Realm, and his Dugu Sword is completely an ant!

Dugu Jian rolled his eyes, and when he was about to speak, the god and demon boy took the lead and said: "Bandit Yang, there is really nothing wrong with Dugu Jian's words, you may not be able to catch up with him." ”

"Isn't it?" Yang Fengying still said he didn't believe it.

The god and demon boy smiled casually and said, "Believe it or not, if you want to earn more ten thousand spirit liquid, you can lend the ten thousand spirit liquid in your hand to Dugu Sword." ”

As he spoke, the god and demon boy took out his three bottles of ten thousand spirit liquids and handed them to Dugu Jian without the slightest hesitation.

This is not his trust for no reason, but he has had contact with the royal family and has some understanding of the royal formation ability.

Similarly, he also has an understanding of Dugu Sword's formation, and in comparison, Dugu Sword's kind of teleportation formation is really incomparable to the royal family.

Moreover, this time, although Dugu Sword is compared to the royal family, it is fighting for its life.

With the speed of the Dugu Sword, not to mention the Huang Chen who did not condense the Divine Pattern, even the Divine Pattern True Dan Realm cultivator was helpless!

Dugu Jian took the three bottles of ten thousand spirit liquid from the god and demon boy, looked at it a few times, and then looked at Yang Fengying, "This thing is very valuable, the opportunity to make a big deal is right in front of you!"

As he spoke, Dugu Jian turned around and was about to walk.

Yang Fengying's eyes rolled, he gritted his teeth, grabbed the Dugu sword, and handed over three bottles of Ten Thousand Spirit Liquid, "Brother, this is my treasure for many years, don't lose it to me." ”

"Don't worry. Dugu Jian responded, accepted the three bottles of ten thousand spirit liquid, and continued: "Don't you still have two bottles, give them to me together, if you want to make a big deal, you have to be ruthless, don't forget that you are a thief, there is nothing to be afraid of!"

"That's good, I feel comfortable listening to this!" Yang Fengying took out the last two bottles of Ten Thousand Spirit Liquid and handed them to Dugu Jian, and immediately patted Dugu Jian on the shoulder, and said in a serious voice, "Go ahead, let's see your ability." ”

Dugu Jian nodded, "Don't worry, see how I play to break him." ”

When the sound fell, Dugu Jian turned around with eight bottles of ten thousand spirit liquid and walked straight towards Huang Chen's place.

"How about it, how much magic liquid have you scraped together?" Huang Chen's eyes were full of disdain.

He had already decided that even if Dugu Jian knew the formation, he would definitely sit in the well and watch the sky, and he had never seen much of the world at all.

Otherwise, I wouldn't have gambled a thousand bottles of panacea!

Dugu Jian stood ten feet away from Huang Chen, and said, "I forgot to bring my Ten Thousand Soul Liquid, and there are only eight bottles. ”

As he spoke, Dugu Jian's palm print moved lightly, revealing the eight bottles of ten thousand spirit liquid in his hand in the eyes of everyone.

"Damn, he really has eight bottles!"

"Don't get excited, he borrowed it from the god and demon boy. ”

"Even if it's borrowed, it's shocking enough......"

Looking at the eight bottles of Ten Thousand Spirit Liquid, Fang Yuan's cultivators all had a scorching glow in their eyes.

In terms of value, although a bottle of Ten Thousand Spirits Liquid is worth ten thousand catties of Nether Spirit Source, the amount of this Ten Thousand Spirits Liquid is extremely rare.

Absolutely, there is no price in the market!

In the void, seeing that Dugu Jian actually took out eight bottles of Ten Thousand Spirit Liquid, Huang Chen's face changed slightly.

Dugu Jian looked at it and said with a smile, "Come on, let's bet on eight bottles." ”

"This ...... I can't do that. Huang Chen responded with a deep groan, and looked at Huang Taizhen with an inquiring gaze.

Huang Taizhen frowned tightly and was silent, he could take out eight bottles of magic liquid, but he was very worried about the ending.

After all, if the kid who dared to shout about the royal family was incapable, the god and demon boy, Yang Fengying and Ben would not be his backer.

One bottle of panacea, you can afford to lose, eight bottles, that can't be lost!

Glancing at the pensive Huang Taizhen, Dugu Jian pursed his lips and said with a big grin, "Old Emperor, if you are afraid, just say something, our mind can accommodate the sea, and we will not say that you are royal or anything." ”

"Hmph" Huang Taizhen snorted heavily, "The formation is to prove to all the forces whether you have the ability to set up the formation, but it is not for gambling!"

"Heh, does my Dugu Jian have the ability to set up formations, and it's none of your business?" Dugu Jian blew the messy hair in front of his forehead, looking like a ruffian. It was also at this time that Yang Fengying ascended into the sky, he looked around at everyone, and spoke with a look of seeking advice, "Ladies and gentlemen, the royal family is a big force that has studied the formation, and now their actions can be regarded as admitting defeat in fear?