"It's nonsense, if it's atavistic bloodline, it's not black, I never know it in the records. You, what sect and sect, how can you know!"

Wuyun smirked and said, "Once I saw a cloud drifting by, and there was an ancient text on it, which was a record, and it was recorded. If you don't believe me, let's bet!"

The dragon exorcist was disdainful and said, "What's there to bet on, you will definitely lose, I don't bother to win you!"

"If you win, I am willing to dedicate my soul to make you a cow and a horse, and be a soul slave!"

This mouth, frightened the onlookers, there is no more poisonous oath than this. Even if there are five thunderbolts in the sky, death on the streets, and self-abandonment, it is stronger than this, this is a soul slave, a thought, you must do what you want to do.

Moreover, the soul slave was also expressly forbidden in the third immortal realm, and a vigorous struggle broke out, just to save the soul slave's loved ones.

This bet made the Dragon Exorcist frown, and he asked, "What if you don't lose?"

"That's very simple, I'll feed this short-horned black horse, but..." Wuyun's voice changed, and his tone became heavier: "You must bow to the little black horse seven times and say sorry seven times." ”

"How can this be reasonable!" The dragon exorcist was about to get angry, but Bai Wan stopped him: "Very good, I want to see, I don't know who this kid is who the sky is high, and it will be too late for him to cry at that time!"

There is the sentence Bai Wan, the bet is established, there is no need to issue an oath contract, there are so many viewers present, who dares to go back?

I saw that the dragon master said bluntly: "Say, how to prove me wrong!"

"It's very simple, there is a drop of blood in the mortal world, and there is a blood recognition in the fairy world, you only need to call the spouse of the one-horned fairy horse to have a blood recognition, and it will be. ”

Everyone nodded their heads, and there was indeed such a saying.

After the dragon representer nodded, Bai Wan waved his hand, and an old one-horned stallion came in human form, with a human face and a horse body, and a supervising animal trainer by his side.

After the two unicorns met, there was no scene of mutual affection, as if both parties were reluctant.

Some onlookers recognized this old one-horned fairy horse and underestimated it: "Once the peak of the big demon, he came here to eat the fairy grass pill, and after being captured, he repaid it with his body, and his body was hollowed out." ”

"Yes, without him, how could we have so many flying war horses and so many mounts in the Valley of Hundred Flowers, but it is a lot of combat power! Thank you so much to him!"

After the old one-horned fairy horse was summoned, he said to Bai Wan bluntly: "Our race has never been said to derive dark horses, and there is no record. There have been red-purple, both variegated, but black, by no means my species. I sold seeds for money, and now there are still 20,000 immortal stones left, and in less than half a year, when I regain my freedom, this kind of thing must have been there before I came. ”

After putting aside all the relationships, the onlookers talked about it, and Wuyun was not annoyed, and said: "Please borrow your essence blood to fuse with the little black horse." ”

The old unicorn neighed coldly: "Is there a blood sensor, I can't feel it?" I have tried it three times, but there is no sense at all. ”

With these words, Wuyun made a straight face and said to the dragon chaser: "Induction is also easy to make mistakes, and you must recognize each other in order to prove it." ”

The dragon exorcist waved his hand and replied disdainfully, but the old unicorn reluctant, and said, "I'm here to sell my body, not blood..."

"Alright, minus a thousand spirit stones, hurry up!"

Listening to Bai Wan's impatient words, the old unicorn raised his eyebrows and muttered to force out a drop of blood: "Save once, save once." ”

All kinds of handsome mounts watching from a distance suddenly cursed angrily, wishing that they were the old horses. I ate the tender grass, and I dislike the teeth!

In order to ensure fairness, Bai Wan personally threw a whip, and the little black horse did not know how to dodge, allowing a drop of blood to emerge from the short horn tip on the top of his head, and another drop of blood rolled up into the transparent air.

In the air, the two drops of blood repel each other and do not merge together, especially the blood of the old unicorn, which will bounce out every time it leans over.

The onlookers immediately turned their eyes on Wuyun and shouted: "The matter is conclusive, this guy sells his soul to the master of the dragon exorcist, does he want to secretly learn the art and have a full meal?"

Bai Wan spoke, pointed to the situation in the air, and said indifferently: "Do you have any last words?"

The cold qi was raging, and Wuyun shivered, and reminded loudly: "My lord, you have fused instead!"

Is it the other way around?

There has never been a day when it will be said that there are positive and negative numbers of fusion bloodlines, Bai Wan was about to get angry, so he held back his anger and said: "Okay, even if you sell your soul, you have to be tortured in every way first!"

Bai Wan turned it upside down, and let the blood of the little black horse take the initiative to wrap it, only to see that this blood bead was like a sea of rivers, directly absorbing the old unicorn essence blood and integrating it into its own blood.

At this time, a majestic aura that only ancient immortal beasts had came, and the weak mounts and slave soldiers who were watching around collapsed to the side.

At this moment, Bai Wan was stunned. Especially the old unicorn, he was so shocked that he couldn't speak, and he didn't understand the mystery.

The dragon exorcist's eyes widened, and he played various tricks to distinguish them, and as a result, if this was the case, the blood of this dark horse became the blood of the one-horned fairy horse.

Now, I can't help but admit it, but the dragon exorcist said: "This identification is a loss, it is indeed the bloodline of the one-horned fairy horse." However, if you can prove that he is back to his roots, that he is the blood of his ancestors, then I can bow and apologize. If you can't, you can take this dark horse away. ”

Words pun, if others, must not want to offend, lead the horse away, however, Wuyun smiled: "You bow seven times, you can't run." I'll prove it to you!"

Wuyun pulled the pony's tail and came to the place where the one-horned fairy horse was tortured in the center of the field, let the little black horse levitate, and said to the dragon chaser: "It is really difficult to confirm the atavistic bloodline, because this kind of immortal vein is born with a strong coercion. You see, a drop of blood just now made many mounts weak, but if you make the short-horned dark horse appear as a whole, there is only one!"

In the cloudless look, he finally stared at the old unicorn and said, "I need you a hundred drops of essence blood and a bucket of heart blood!"

The old unicorn suddenly jumped up and said angrily: "If you want my old white life, there is no door!"

I saw that the long single horn above his head emitted a thousand feet of light, and suddenly a five-grade immortal weapon, a natal weapon!

I only heard him say proudly: "We are a one-horned fairy horse, and there is also the existence of the demon king, if you use force, I would rather die than obey, and my ancestor will avenge me!"

Bai Wan's face sank, the request just now was too much, a drop of essence blood is equal to the huge consumption of a unicorn breeding. A hundred drops will definitely kill this old horse!

Especially the race of one-horned fairy horses, almost all of them are the mounts of the fairy king or the Xuan immortal, if they are really forcibly killed, they will erect an unnecessary strong enemy.

Just when he was about to say no, Wuyun spoke: "As long as you agree, those tens of thousands of immortal stones will be offset." ”

"Phew, 19,000 immortal stones, buy 19 drops at most!" The one-horned immortal horse who claimed to be Lao Bai calculated clearly, smiled cloudlessly, and said: "If you believe me, I will buy 100,000 immortal stones, what!"

There was a sigh around, even if the horse was killed, the corpse could not be sold at this price!

When the old horse heard this, his eyes rolled and he blurted out: "Fifty drops at most!"

"Deal!"