"An ancient legacy of a standard unit to exchange legendary information for any class," said another legend after the Old Mage's recruitment failed. "Scarab, you haven't learned enough in the last lesson, how dare you play such a trick? "The legend of the scarab beetle remains unchanged, and he continues to display the remains of his ancient master.

Ouyang Dao sneakily took a few steps, but the fog on the platform still covered the things in the hands of the legendary scarab. It's called bone marrow, but it's actually a strange sphere, and the main reason it's weird is that it looks like an eye. The eyes don't look like sculptures, or dead things, blink occasionally, open eyes, or live things.

Overall, it's like an eye trapped in a crystal ball, smooth as a machine, but alive inside. Ouyang Dao didn't know how this product was used normally, but that didn't stop him from seeing it as a powerful creature. If the golden dragon doesn't interrupt, he will start bidding.

Based on the recent legend of an unexplained beetle death, Ouyang Dao knew the dangers of the party. The giants of the mountains were forbidden to preach at these meetings, but believers of all stripes never gave up expanding their ranks, always offering seemingly harmless bargains, but behind them there was a divine hand.

Ouyang Dao thought about it and shut up. The beetle blood he had collected had never been used before, and this time, the ancient ruins, which looked more advanced, were still untouched. Ouyang Dao closed his mouth and looked at the rest of the legends, the way they presented themselves, in some cases, reflecting their current state of mind.

There are several legends that have begun to think, apparently with trust in the hands of the losers. According to Ouyang Dao's statistics, seven of the seventeen legends have expressed interest in it, and it seems that this ancient relic is indeed very valuable. But as the saying goes, there are no children without wolves, and in order to expand their clutches, cult priests are willing to spend a lot of money.

The deal fell through, and three legends expressed interest, and in the end they fought not only for the psychological bottom line, but also for the free flow of believers' money. After losing the bid, the platform of the scarab priest was shaken, and it looked like the cult priest was very upset.

Ouyang Dao smiled, guessing that the priest was also reluctant, of course he didn't want such a result. But since there was nothing wrong with displaying his goods, he couldn't interrupt the bidding in advance. After all, according to normal logic, no merchant will sell his goods at a loss.

Interestingly, when the homeowner wants to sell the house, and the buyer wants to buy the house.

Ouyang Dao smiled when he saw the end of the play. He didn't know if it was intentional. But according to the core rules of the congregation, there is no way to proselytize, and what just happened may have been just a trio joke on the pastor. Ouyang Dao couldn't see the answer, but he wasn't curious. Then the next legend piqued his interest.

"It may be a bit presumptuous for me to say this, but I want to know if you are willing to sell your own dragon blood," Ouyang Dao said, he raised his eyebrows despite the various dragon blood materials on the market, but in fact, it was very uncomfortable for dragons to sell their bodies.

On the one hand, they occasionally shed old, unusable scales that are of little use to them and grow as they age. On the other hand, the sale of these old balances can bring a lot of wealth, and dragons like to hoard property.

In both respects, selling one's body is a good deal, but due to the teachings of the dragon god, the thousand-faced dragon god, exchanging one's scales is considered a disgrace to the dragon clan. As a result, the market is somewhat awkward, with more and more dragon scales appearing on the market, but fewer and fewer countries admitting to buying and selling dragon scales.

In general, while many dragons are willing to sell their dragon blood scales, such a deal can only be negotiated in the dark and can be seen as provocative in some ways. Ouyang Dao looked at the legendary figure who proposed the transaction. This legend, more famous than anyone else, hung his business card on the windowsill: William.

After the voice of the legendary William, the atmosphere of the party suddenly became serious, and the other legends looked at him with a little fun. Odigiche is an open-minded dragon behind the scenes, but with such an aggressive deal, coupled with the appearance of another Golden Brontosaurus, his options will be very interesting.

And the other dragon, Raja Thunder, Golden Dragon, is much more normal, whether he is secretly enlightened or not, and now he must show his courage as a dragon. The Brontosaurus's furious image focused on William, and the flames in his eyes could almost turn into real flames. The golden dragon didn't need to say anything to Ortizier, his meaning was already clear.

To their surprise, William nodded slowly at the suggestion. "I can promise you a deal, but what I need is something to heal my wounds, and I'll only do it if I'm sure it won't work," oediger replied, with a lot of good-natured laughter, and Ouyang Dao could almost see the expression on the golden dragon's face. For a moment, his breath froze, and then he grinned and roared.

Such is the case with the Golden Dragon of the Thunder, who is also a secret liberal, although for the sake of the appearance he has to show hostility towards Audi. Who knows if these party legends have friends in Dragon Raja, but if he doesn't act so angry that he gets sued, he's in trouble.

After laughing, Ouyang remembered what happened to Oditchier before the party began.

Normally, as a dragon hundreds of times older than him, Odiciye had a strong defense, and it was almost impossible for him to have his wings amputated in the face of three legends of his time, or even weaker.

There is only one reason for these unexplained wounds: what they hold dear is controlled by the enemy. Ouyang Dao happened to know one of Odiceye's precious possessions: the half-dragon, who was the killer of the Dragon Blood Society. Now that an agreement has been reached, it is clear that the small wounds on Odijic have largely healed, and the wounds on his wings are difficult to treat with ordinary miracles.

There is only one reason why Odicchiye needs to be healed: one of his most cherished characters has been injured. They say dragons are cruel and ruthless, but in reality they are easily hurt by feelings. Ouyang Dao thought for a moment, but William's next sentence interrupted his train of thought.

"Lord Odiché, what do you think of this sacred dragon's heart? ”

Dragon's Heart, a top-notch healing miracle. Only a high-ranking priestess and a dragon who fully believes in him can create mysterious objects that transcend friendship and trust, and only a dragon trainer can do it.

Within the Church, those who can do this are called Holy Bishops, and in the Violet Kingdom, there is only one Holy Bishop, the Hove of the Violet Diocese. Archbishop Stark. Although the dragon heart is precious, the production process is not complicated, and Ouyang Dao can also buy a bite. But what really matters is that the Dragon's Heart can only heal the wounds of the dragon Raja.

This miracle was created for the dragon raja, otherwise the dragon's unrelenting cooperation would not have been needed. At such a party, it is strange to prepare in advance an expensive piece of art that only dragons can use.

Before the party started, there was no communication between the legends of the party, and a deal like Ouyang Dao could only be done at the next party, but now that Odijic needed healing, William immediately came up with the Heart of the Dragon, a way to heal dragons.

This living Ouyang Dao looked at William with a strange and dangerous look. Is it possible that William arranged it on purpose? I don't know if he thought about it, but the expression on his face was calm. "What do you need me to do? William smiled.

"Ten units of dragon blood, but we may be more specific" 10 units? Ouyang Dao glared, one unit is the amount of a bottle of alchemy, as long as ten units of dragon blood, the price is simply too low. If nothing else, just now when Odigicya was fighting the legend, more than 10 units of dragon blood were shed.

"What are the details? Odigiche looked calm, his anger almost burning the william in front of him. "Ten, stimulate the dragon king factor, the blood of the heart, only inherit the dragon's blood and power" "This is impossible! ”

"Too little is useless"

"I have a manuscript for sacrificing to the Hydra" Ouyang Dao looked at the old mage, he said that the Yangyang Hydra was a demigod who had fallen for a long time, and the manuscript of his sacrifice must have come from some ancient relic. This seems to be good news for Ouyang Dao, because at least one experienced partner is better than a novice. The legendary hydra, hiding in the shadows, ponders for a moment, and then waves a hyacinth.

"It wasn't for me," William said, as he regretfully withdrew the manuscript.

"I want to see the manuscript," the teacher said, raising an eyebrow in the fog, "I'm sorry, I'm not interested in the blood of the hydra." William tried to speak, as if he were holding something else in his hand, but the old master's face shrank in the fog, indicating that he did not want to trade. No one was surprised by this scene. They found something wrong with Oticeye, as they were grieving the fox's death, and they naturally loathed William. "Actually, I'm interested"

The old master didn't speak, but the puppeteer did, and Ouyang Dao felt that the atmosphere in the field was getting stranger and stranger for a while. The puppeteer also has a bad reputation at the party, second only to the cultists who want to convert, and in the eyes of some participants, the cult priest is more endearing than the puppeteer.

But given what William is doing today, this is definitely the least popular first choice at the party. Maybe the party is very loosely organized, maybe their original purpose has been forgotten, but looking at each other is to measure everyone's heart.

They are creatures from outer space, treasured in the eyes of powerful professionals, and William deliberately destroys the shadow dragon Ao, who is destined to be rejected by the world. But just as the puppeteer and William were bargaining, Ouyang Dao, who was familiar with the atmosphere of the scene, spoke. "Can you sell me that crocodile's blood? Ouyang Dao suddenly had a good idea, his eyes were shining, this idea could allow him to harvest the new legendary battery.

The legendary Ouyang Dao looked at him in surprise, not knowing what he was thinking, but something flashed in his dark blue eyes. "I'm interested in your share of the blood of the shadow-headed lizard," said Mr. Reimer.

"What can you do for it? "It's not William, it's the puppeteer, and he's almost got the price right. The puppet master was very unhappy, and Ouyang Dao intervened after ten minutes of scuffle in order to supply the blood of the Komodo dragon.

"It doesn't matter what I give, what matters is what I have. Ouyang Dao said, took out a bottle of potion he had prepared, held it in his hand, and poured out about 34 bottles. "A small bottle of potion, a part of blood," Ouyang Dao said as he placed the potion bottle on the ground and looked at the remaining alchemy pills.

What intrigued William the most, he stared at the bottle and asked suspiciously, "Are these all sold?" Will the bottle go with me? Ouyang Dao nodded, his blood had already been drawn out of it, and all that was left was a mixture of some herbs, and he didn't care about it.

"Such a big gap can't be opened," Ouyang Dao said, raising his head slightly, showing an arrogant look. William glanced at the bottle excitedly, then quickly looked at what Ouyang Dao had taken out of his hand.

"Lord Tungsten, show me the exact effect of this solution, although you are quite sure about it," Ouyang Dao said, glancing at him to see what he was thinking. It's just that I'm afraid that the elixir of life is fake. Ouyang Dao couldn't help but look around and found that the only thing he could use for experiments was the person who had just died.

New launcher. "M".Well, let's take the lore of this potion down a notch. Ouyang Dao poured the potion into his mouth, Castin let out a puff of smoke, his muscles bulged, hair came out of his skin, and within seconds, he turned into a huge manticore. He is more than three meters tall, his arms are as thick as a tree, and his leg muscles are like fresh fish.

"Only blood? Vlad's voice of disappointment came. Ouyang Dao didn't care, and the usual explanation was: "This should be a coincidence. I have to say, Mr. Zombie Demon, you spent a lot of money on the corpse demon giant with an honest smile, neither admitting nor denying it. But the legend in the room believed that the corpse was given by the corpse demon, and Ouyang Dao's potion did not reach the height of a demigod. But in this case, after several trials, it turned out that the drug does catalyze blood vessels.

Ouyang Dao looked at him blankly, his eyes looking at him deeply. Normally, a body full of blood is resurrected, but for now, he is an empty shell. It should be Vlad who killed his own soul, without a soul, Ouyang Dao's blood would not be able to shape the mind of the corpse.

The soul is the soil, the will is the fruit, there is no soul in this land, even if Ouyang Dao recovers his body, he will not produce any will. With this in mind, Ouyang Dao also decided that his method was not resurrection. The resurrection is based on the original intention of the deceased before his death, and Ouyang Dao is to let it blossom and bear fruit again in the blank soul, although the land is the same, but the fruit must be different. Thinking about it, I don't know why, Ouyang Dao was relieved.

"I'm very satisfied with this deal, I'm sorry, Mr. Puppeteer" confirmed that the potion given by Ouyang Dao worked, William quickly handed over justice to the Titan on the mountain, Ouyang Dao also agreed, the earth shook under the control of the Titan, and in the blink of an eye, Ouyang Dao saw a small black bloodstain. Although it had already condensed, the blood of the stingy-backed crocodile still had a strong fishy smell, and Ouyang Dao sniffed it, and he could barely smell the fishy smell in the blood.

There was also a clear passage in the blood clot, and Ouyang Dao would carefully observe the light and see that the passage was full of tiny striped worms. Ouyang Dao threw the blood clot into the empty bottle. Ouyang Dao took the potion bottle out of the fog and coughed, attracting the attention of the crowd. The legend of the two transactions also stopped talking and looked at Ouyang Dao curiously.

"Actually, I also accept customs services," Ouyang Dao said, casually taking out a bottle of the original solution, shaking in his hand, directly into the blood clot in the bottle. The bright green potion and the blood clot reacted violently, and under Ouyang Dao's control, the blood exploded slightly, and the blood clot directly turned into a fine powder. The emerald green potion also changed color, turning a reddish dark green, and something seemed to be swimming in it.

"A vial of Shadow Hydra's blood-increasing potion, Lord Hydra, I don't know if you're interested," Hydra hissed excitedly, his dark blue eyes staring at the potion in Ouyang Dao's hand, he felt the summoning of blood.

"What do you want? The legendary hydra howled excitedly, its long neck sticking out of the mist, and stepped over the stone platform that represented his seat in the middle of the clearing. "What do you want? Give it to me"

"I want it all," Ouyang Dao said with a faint smile, feeling the power of the dark green liquid in his hand, and laughing even deeper. I didn't know that the catalytic effect of blood, combined with the good blood of other species, would have this effect, first catalyzing the stump to form a living body, and then catalyzing the living body to form blood vessels, although in the final process, the energy in the blood was reduced by 20%, but the smell became clear.

Strength is only a moment, handsomeness is eternal, compared to the previous inconspicuous emerald green potion, now this potion with abnormal exposure of blood, the sales are significantly better. The Hydra Legend's reaction proved that Ouyang Dao was right, and he didn't hesitate to throw everything on his body to Ouyang Dao instead of the Titan.

"In exchange, the deal is done! ”

Ouyang Dao put the bottle down, and as soon as the titan on the mountain moved it, the legendary hydra swallowed the bottle, and without even having the strength to open the bottle, the bottle went directly into its stomach.

There was a hissing of excitement in the fog, and the hydra that drank the potion seemed to benefit from it, and their voices were filled with deep joy. Ouyang Dao was also very happy, but he couldn't show it. Putting away the hexagons that the hydra had dropped, Ouyang Dao put the fangs and blood clots into each vial.

Blood explodes, energy is exposed. The fangs and blood made crimson and purple blood pills respectively, and Ouyang Dao picked them up to examine them to make sure there was no problem. Two Gilar dragons, one pure-blooded dragon. Does anyone want to swap? Bleed first!