"I'm going to fight you with the magic stone! Cripple you! With an angry roar, the dashing boy didn't rush over as if he was laughing angrily, and pulled out a blood-red scroll from his waist and threw it at Yan Yun.

Hearing the words and listening to what the dashing boy said, the people under the platform were obviously stunned.

"Youming really has guts."

"Guts? Obviously, Youming had been prepared for a long time, and there were a large number of magic stones on his body. I don't know what Lu Dao thinks about this Youming, is it really worth it for a soul tour in Kunlun Immortal Mountain? This magic stone talisman is a million magic stones, which is precious. A junior who is also willing to take it out to fight a gas realm? ”

"Who can know what this Youming thinks, obviously he has reached the Great Perfection of the Soul Realm, but he has to go to the Soul Realm to go to Kunlun Immortal Mountain by lottery. Idle and looking for something to do? Forget it, this junior should be idle when he moves his hands and feet, and he has nothing to do. It's really not the style of the predecessors. ”

"Come on, if he has the demeanor of his predecessors and still fights the magic stone, if this magic stone fights Youming wins, that kid won't even know his mother when he loses and is beaten, forget it, you say, does this Youming have a perverted psychology of abusive people?"

"Stop discussing it, let's watch the show."

Yan Yun didn't listen much to the gossip under the platform, but every sentence he heard made his heart beat violently. The dashing son in front of him has descended from the Great Perfection of the Soul Realm to the realm of the Eighth Stage of Qi? Can this still be fought? If Youming can recover to the Great Perfection of the Soul Realm in an instant, this is also Mao's head, and if he is not Yan Yun, he has to sing Amitabha.

Although I don't know if what these people said is true or false, Yan Yun's body flashed to dodge the blood-colored scroll thrown away, but this scroll seemed to have spirituality, and it kept flying towards Yan Yun, and Yan Yun could only continue to dodge and dodge.

It's just that the speed of this red scroll is getting faster and faster, and under Yan Yun's negligence, it just touched his body lightly.

Pause. A layer of blood-colored light lit up from Yan Yun's body, and then he felt the ground tremble violently, and pieces of floor appeared in unison, and a ring thirty meters wide and thirty meters long appeared under his feet.

"My name is Youming! What about you?! The dashing boy straightened the messy clothes on his body and asked loudly to Yan Yun.

"Yan Yun." I couldn't remember what was going on in my heart, but after hesitating, Yan Yun frowned and returned to the time when Yan Yun's words fell. There was a sudden sound of breaking the air in the sky, and I saw an old man fall down with a smile.

The old man was wearing a fur coat, a pair of white wool trousers under his waist, and black leather shoes on his feet. The face is radiant and gives people a refreshing appearance.

"The two of you are ready to fight the magic stone? The minimum limit is 100,000 and the maximum is 100 million. The old man smiled and said lightly.

"Dare to ask, senior. What is the situation in this realm? Yan Yun asked in a clever voice in his heart.

Listening to Yan Yun's question, the old man was obviously stunned, but after looking at Yan Yun, he immediately looked bad, and then looked at Youming and said, "Is it interesting to bully people??" ”

"Do you want to care? What I've decided won't change. Let's get started. I took out 10 million magic stones! Beat this kid to death! Youming said with a look that I didn't care about anything, looking at the situation as if he had settled on the clouds.

"Ugh." With a slight sigh, the old man turned his eyes to Yan Yun and explained: "This magic stone is something that one party must take when initiating it. The rules are simple, it's hand-to-hand combat between two sides. And every time you hit the opponent in the process of fighting, you will take a part of the magic stone from the opponent and transfer it to your own hands. When there is no more magic stone on the opponent's body, this will determine the winner and loser. Now that Youming has taken out 10 million magic stones, how many magic stones have you taken out? ”

"Eh, is there a rule on how many magic stones you have to take?" Listen to 10 million magic stones. Yan Yun immediately froze, what is the situation?

"It seems that I haven't explained it yet, the magic stone you take out represents the amount of power you can have. But for the sake of fairness, this gap cannot be greater than a hundred times, and now he took out ten million magic stones. You'll have to come up with at least 100,000 magic stones. The old man sighed again.

"Eh," Yan Yun was a little confused, when was there such a strange rule, but before he could figure it out, he heard the old man say: "Alas, take out 100,000 magic stones and plan to take a beating." ”

At this time, Yan Yun was really confused, what does it mean to take 100,000 magic stones and take a beating? Before I could figure it out, I heard Ghost Xiaosheng shouting, "Don't waste time, start quickly!" How long will I have to wait if I pay a million to beat this kid? ”

"Ugh." The old man sighed again, and said with a little Yan Yun's palm: "Collect 100,000 magic stones, and now the fight begins." After speaking, the old man's figure jumped into the air.

At this time, Yan Yun immediately frowned, because just now with a slight tap of the old man, the 100,000 magic stones in his Sumeru sleeve disappeared, and what made Yan Yun puzzled was that his body seemed to have become a little weaker.

"Hahaha! I can't beat you to death! Arrogantly speaking, Youming threw the jade sword in his hand and threw it towards Yan Yun.

Youming's speed was very slow, very slow, Yan Yun snorted coldly in his heart, he just wanted to go over and cripple Youming, but as soon as he moved, Yan Yun immediately noticed something unusual. It is the same as a snail for what one's own movement is.

In confusion, Youming arrived in front of Yan Yun, and Yan Yun still maintained the posture of just taking steps.

With a cold smile, Youming rubbed Yan Yun violently, and ten minutes later, Yan Yun was lying on the ground in the shape of a pig's head being beaten, and Youming laughed. The expressions of everyone on the platform were different, and many people sighed softly, and Ghost Xiaosheng was one of them, Yan Yun was really unlucky.

"Cool!" With a word of exit, Youming retreated under the platform, and Yan Yun finally understood a truth at this moment, it turned out that money can really kill people.

Seeing this, the old man also sighed lightly, this Youming is really a bit of a burnt bun, and it is really worth rubbing Yan Yun with 900,000 magic stones, but looking at Youming's cool appearance, it may be really worth it.

"The magic stone fight is over. It's time for me to go. After speaking, the old man stepped on the void and disappeared in front of everyone's eyes. And the ring on the platform is also disappearing at the moment.

"Alright, that's the end of the farce." Seeing this, the host immediately shouted with the microphone: "Now the prizes will be distributed." This is your Zengyuan Pill, this is the Soul Wandering Order. With that, the host took out two things from his arms and handed them to Yan Yun, who was lying on the ground.

The Zengyuan Pill is a black pill the size of a dragon's eye, and the Soul Wandering Order is a translucent jade plate. When I held it in my hand, I immediately felt a feeling of drowsiness that I wanted to fall asleep at the same time.

drowsiness, the pain of being beaten slowly disappeared, and in order to hear clearly, what the host said next, Yan Yun just closed his eyes and fell asleep. (To be continued......)