The strange grass was covered with golden lines, like dragon patterns, the roots of the grass were curved and coiled, and there was a fruit at the top, which looked like a dragon's head when looked closely, and there were two thin whiskers fluttering at the dragon's mouth.

"Dragon Grass!"

The screaming of the candle flame carried a sense of madness, resounding through Bai Yi's sea of divine consciousness, followed by a hysterical wolf howl.

Since getting the snake grass in the dragon snake grass, Candle Flame has been sick with his heart, and he looks like dragon grass in everything, and recently he has seen that his master is a bit like a dragon, but he also knows that dragon snake grass is by no means such an easy thing to get, in the demon beast world, if the third-level demon beasts find dragon snake grass, it will be a battle of the Qing clan.

The dragon grass that grew near the spatial rift was detected by Bai Yi's perception far beyond ordinary people, and it was only then that it was taken down in time in the transformation channel, and once it was missed, the fourth level of the candle flame would be far away.

After getting the dragon grass, Bai Yi was also overjoyed, the injury on his hand was nothing, and it would not be in the way if he took some elixir, which was also the strength of the Heavenly Gong, if the other foundation building monks grabbed it with their hands, the whole arm would have to be crushed to pieces.

Unable to hear the wolf howl of the candle flame killing the pig, Bai Yi turned his hand and threw the dragon grass towards the spirit beast bag, and the big mouth that the candle dragon poked out had already engulfed the dragon grass like lightning.

The dragon snake grass gathered, the candle flame immediately quieted down, the two spirit grasses rotated in his mouth at the same time, a strange breath was slowly absorbed and refined by the candle flame, with the breath of the different grass, the ugly appearance of the candle flame began to emerge a layer of silk-like fluff, and it became thicker and thicker.

The cocoon is transformed into a pill, the advanced way of the alien beast candle dragon.

When the candle dragon advances to the fourth level, it needs to form a thick cocoon, just like a silkworm chrysalis, once the cocoon is broken, it is the time when the candle dragon forms a demon pill and advances to the fourth level demon beast, and the appearance of the candle dragon will also change greatly.

"Ten thousand spirit stones!"

Bai Yi had just withdrawn his spiritual sense to perceive the candle flame. An exclamation suddenly came from a sandbag behind him, and with this shout, ten unkind-faced figures appeared one after another, all of them turned out to be disciples of the Seven Evil Sects.

Monks who had just entered the Transformation Realm did not know where they would appear on the first floor of the Transformation Realm, nor could they predict whether there were other people around them. Obviously, there were a few monks in Bai Yi's vicinity, but the other party was very happy, just like seeing a fat sheep to be slaughtered.

"Cangyun Bai Yi! it's him!" the Seven Evil disciples led by him had a mustache and pointed at Bai Yi and shouted.

"His head is worth 10,000 spirit stones, junior disciples, I didn't expect that we would have a lot of income just after entering the transformation realm, exactly 1,000 spirit stones per person. ”

"Senior Sister Han Rong's bounty will inevitably count, cut off his head. Senior Sister will be happy then!"

Among the ten Seven Evil disciples, two of them have reached the late stage of foundation building, and the rest are also in the middle stage of foundation building, they don't think that with ten to one, there will be any possibility of failure, this pie falling from the sky makes these Seven Demon disciples almost dance with their hands.

Bai Yi slowly turned his head and looked at the Seven Evil Disciples who rushed from the sandbags with a sneer. With a movement of his fingertips, thirty-six small flying swords like swimming fish were already hovering outside his body. He walked up as if he were strolling in a leisurely manner......

After the disciples of the Cangyun Sect entered the Transformation Realm, most of the powerhouses of the major sects sat at the bottom of the cliff, waiting for the end of the ten-day period. There can be as many as a thousand.

In the previous spiritual vein disputes, there were scattered cultivators who would enter the transformation realm, and the powerhouses of other sects would not stop them, because the rock pith crystals found by the scattered cultivators in the transformation realm would eventually be sold to the disciples of the various sects in the transformation realm, and who would have more spirit stones at that time. Whoever buys more.

This kind of transaction has existed for hundreds of years, and it is more beneficial for the stronger cultivation forces, and the weaker cultivation forces will sometimes get more rock marrow crystals because of this, so no one will scruple about the participation of these scattered cultivators.

In a magic circle established by casual cultivation at the bottom of the cliff, many casual cultivators continued to trade all kinds of material spirit grass, waiting for the ownership of this high-level spiritual vein while trading, and these casual cultivators were also enjoying it.

Jiang Dachuan was in the scattered cultivation circle at this time, his realm was not high, and he was afraid of the deacons and elders of the sect, so he simply didn't go to the magic circle of the Cangyun Sect, for him, it was more comfortable to mix in the scattered cultivation.

The scattered cultivation circle is like a small market, selling everything, and Jiang Dachuan happily wanders around, listening to all kinds of rumors, and in opening his eyes, he is very comfortable, and sneaking a glance at the well-behaved disciples in the sect's magic circle, Jiang Dachuan feels that his decision is very wise.

"One thousand and one hundred spirit stones, do you want this Tsukidan? ”

"A thousand spirit stones, there is no more Lao Tzu, if you can sell it, you can trade it, and if you don't sell it, you will be sold in two. ”

Jiang Dachuan came to the side of the two loose cultivators who traded Zhuji Dan, and when he heard the two of them bargaining, he owed for a while, and said: "One thousand and one thousand spirit stones is still cheap, and there are people in our sect who sell one thousand two hundred spirit stones." ”

"You see, there are people who know how to do it, one thousand and one, just forget it if you don't buy it. Sanxiu, who sold Tsukidan, pouted and said, and the buyer didn't do it.

"He sold 1,200 spirit stones just now, and it took me a long time to talk about 1,100 spirit stones, I wanted to kill fifty spirit stones, don't you fucking owe it!" the buyer glared at Jiang Dachuan and roared.

Jiang Dachuan bared his teeth and hurriedly accompanied him: "Then a thousand spirit stones, ah no, nine hundred, one thousand is too expensive, and those who sell a thousand spirit stones in our sect have to be scolded for three days." ”

After offending the buyer, Jiang Dachuan offended the seller again, and made the loose cultivator who sold Tsukidan so angry that his eyebrows jumped, and Jiang Dachuan is kick, this one is also ruthless enough, and the spiritual power on his feet was transported, and Jiang Dachuan was directly kicked upside down and flew out.

Jiang Dachuan, who owed his mouth, was kicked out of the big formation, in fact, the other party didn't make a dead move, it may be that Jiang Dachuan was not very lucky today, and the direction he flew out was the light gate of the transformation realm, so in a burst of dazzling light, the figure of this senior brother Dachuan completely disappeared under the blood cliff.

"Which sect was the master of the last evolution realm just now?"

"I don't see it clearly, it's too fast. ”

"It seems to have gone in backwards. ”

"The last one to go in, it must be the strongest one, I bet he must be a bloody coat when he comes out!"

"I bet he won't be able to become a bloody cloth, a hundred spirit stones!"

"I also bet a hundred spirit stones, betting that he can become a bloody cloth!"

Some of the casual cultivators who saw Jiang Dachuan flying to the evolution realm opened a gamble in the magic circle, and you bet one hundred and fifty, and their expressions were all very solemn, but Jiang Dachuan, who was lying on the first floor of the transformation realm with his back facing the sky, had the heart to cry at this time.

In the first layer of the transformation realm, although the bloody qi is not as terrifying as the second layer, it is also all around, and if the cultivators in the foundation building period do not have the green bamboo cloth, they may be able to support a day and a half of a day, and Jiang Dachuan in the qi refining period will definitely not be able to last for half an hour.

"Oh my God!" Jiang Dachuan knelt in the sand, crying and howling: "I don't talk much in my life, God, you can do it, bring me a coat, or I won't be killed!"

The pious Jiang Dachuan raised his hands high and touched the ground with his head, he was really scared, he never dreamed that he would be kicked into the realm.

Poof!

Before Jiang Dachuan could cry tears, he suddenly felt a sinking in his hand, and when he looked up, he almost fainted in fright.

I don't know when, a human head fell from the sky and smashed directly into Jiang Dachuan's hands, the human head stared at his eyes with bared teeth, and there was still a mustache on his chin. (To be continued.) )