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"50 catties, 50 catties!"

In just a few words, it made Holy Master Yaoguang feel as uncomfortable as eating a fly.

Ye Qingfeng was so strong that he forced the Lord Yaoguang to speak first, shamelessly, and put forward conditions first.

"Wang!"

Inside the white jade bottle, the black dog let out a loud cry of excitement.

Xiao Qingfeng is so mighty!
It turned out that the majestic Holy Master was forced to let go of his bid.

And the black golden cauldron with dragon pattern is too hard to chew or eat, but Yuan can.

50 catties is not a small amount.

How many ounces can only be dug out of one ore vein, 50 catties, how many ore veins must be hollowed out.

"Qingfeng, give him the Dragon Pattern Black Gold Cauldron. Anyway, we can come back and get it anytime we want!" The black dog's eyes lit up, and he was so excited, "I want the source, I want the source, I want more sources, we all need those !"

The willow essence shakes the branches and leaves, and dances happily in the white jade bottle.

The mouse king also screamed "Zhizhi", he didn't expect that following a human race would be so promising.

The source of 50 catties!

The entire Rat Clan worked diligently underground, and after 3000 years of moving, they couldn't move such a large amount.

Those onlookers in the distance were also shocked by the figure of "50 catties".

50 catties!
There are four extremes, and you can't take out five catties on your body.

However, Ye Qingfeng, taking the dragon soul as the collapse, was not moved, only as stable as Mount Tai, and said:
"50 catties? You are the most powerful treasure of the Yaoguang Holy Land, a piece of extreme imperial weapon that shocks the world, and it is only worth 50 catties? Dare I ask the Lord of Yaoguang, do you underestimate your Yaoguang Holy Land, or do you underestimate it? Look at this dragon pattern black gold tripod."

The corner of his mouth raised an evil smile, Ye Qingfeng didn't look like a good person, he opened his mouth like a lion and said:

"At least 1000 million catties, not negotiable."

1000 million catties? !
hiss!
Everyone present gasped.

That Gu Aotian has a big appetite, but he really dares to say it!
Directly from the source of 50 catties, the price increase to the source of 1000 million catties would be an astronomical figure.

Even Ji's family, Jiang's family, and Yao Chi are all secretly sweating for the Lord Yaoguang.

As far as the tripod is concerned, it is indeed worth 1000 million catties.

But if the 1000 million catties were given out, the Holy Land of Yaoguang would have to sell everything, and maybe even the underpants of the elders of the Holy Land would have to be auctioned off.

The Lord of Fluctuating Light had an ugly expression on his face.

The source of 1000 million catties is far from being as simple as peeling off a layer of shake light, it is simply peeling off shake light's ribs and viscera.

"The source of 1000 million catties is too unrealistic," Lord Yaoguang suppressed his nausea and rage, and bargained with Ye Qingfeng like a market peddler, "100 million catties is the most."

Ye Qingfeng shook his head and refused to agree, his tone was very strong:

"A piece of peerless divine source has been unearthed, and it is more than a million catty source. Since you, Holy Master, are willing to make this deal, then I will reluctantly give in, a nine million catty source."

"No, 150 million catties." Lord Yaoguang clenched his fist behind him, and raised the price by another 50 catties.

Ye Qingfeng sneered, tapped the dragon-patterned black gold tripod under his feet, and said forcefully:
"Eight million catties, no less. Otherwise, this black golden cauldron with dragon patterns will be mine forever. What does it mean for you to lose the black golden cauldron with dragon patterns, Holy Master, you'd better think about it clearly."

The fluctuating light Lord's complexion was extremely ugly.

Of course he knew what losing the Dragon Mark Black Gold Tripod meant to Fluctlight.

The reason why the Yaoguang Holy Land has been passed down for more than 10,000 years, and why it has become a first-class power in the Eastern Desolation, all rely on this black gold tripod with dragon patterns.

In the era when the great emperor was not out, owning a piece of extreme imperial weapon was equivalent to being invincible in the world.

If Yaoguang loses the black gold tripod with dragon pattern, the Holy Land will soon be captured and divided up, and even the few mining areas they have in the Northern Territory will not be able to keep it.

But the source of 800 million catties is almost equivalent to costing half the life of the fluct light.

Ye Qingfeng laughed dazzlingly, and turned to persuade Lord Yaoguang, just like the Lord Yaoguang persuaded her just now.

"Holy Lord of the Light, if the ordinary source is gone, you can still dig underground. If the dragon-patterned black golden cauldron is gone, you may not even be able to keep the Holy Land of the Light.

If you can't keep the Yaoguang Holy Land, it's all because you missed the overall situation because of your short-term situation today.

If the holy land is captured and divided up, and the disciples and elders of the holy land die in battle because of your mistake, how can you feel sorry for it.

All this guilt is because of you.It is bound to disturb your Dao heart and cut off your previous path of cultivation. "

"you……"

Shengzhu Yaoguang's face, which was as beautiful as a crown of jade, was flushed, and he never expected that the rough-looking strong man in front of him could be so eloquent.

Ye Qingfeng sat high on the dragon soul, looking down at all beings, with indescribable arrogance and arrogance, and even tapped his toes on the black gold tripod with dragon patterns, as if his patience was running out.

This scene is going to drive everyone in Yaoguang crazy.

Ye Qingfeng stroked the dragon soul back, arrogantly and intimately said:
"This cauldron is destined to be with me. If I take it with me, it will be easy to create another holy land. As for where the holy land is created..."

Speaking of this, Ye Qingfeng also deliberately looked at the Lord of the Light, and looked in the direction of the Holy Land of the Light in the Eastern Wilderness and Southern Territory.

Yaoguangsheng was mainly mad, and suddenly yelled: "800 million catties, a deal!"

"Hi~"

The sound of gasping for cold air was like the sound of the wind.

The source of 800 million catties, no one dares to think about it!
It is also worthy of being a super power, with a deep foundation, and even the sky-high price of 800 million catties, it can drive the rest of the power crazy.

"Give to the source first, then return the tripod."

Ye Qingfeng smiled calmly, and made a majestic voice, as if the 800 million catties were like [-] catties of dust,
"And the Holy Master needs to represent the Shaking Light Holy Land, and make an oath to the way of heaven. The old grievances in the past will be wiped out, and the money and the goods will be paid. No more excuses, any forms and methods, to seek revenge from me."

Holy Master Yaoguang clenched his fist behind his back, gritted his molars and said:

"It's okay to make an oath from me, but you also need to make the oath of heaven. From now on, you will never approach me to shake the light dragon pattern black gold cauldron, and no longer use any form of excuse to touch my dragon pattern black gold cauldron, otherwise life and death will disappear. Die under the punishment of Thunder Tribulation"

Ye Qingfeng sat high on the dragon soul, lifted the tripod with his feet, and lifted the tripod to the front of his body.

This frivolous and easy act of raising a tripod with one's feet made the Yaoguang forces go crazy.

What is the origin of that small Taoist palace, that it can easily lift a tripod weighing tens of thousands of catties with one foot, and make the most domineering and exposed imperial soldier dragon pattern tripod in the world be so obedient and tame like this!

Ye Qingfeng didn't care about the different colors of the people, he just stretched out his hand to caress the body of the tripod, and with five rough fingers, he felt the complex and profound Dao patterns on the body of the tripod, saying:

"I don't take the initiative to approach it. It may not want to take the initiative to approach me. I only promise that if you do not provoke me, I will not take it back. As for whether it will take the initiative to defect to me again, I can't stop it. If you have the ability, then you can stop it yourself."

The Lord Yaoguang was choked again, if Yaoguang could stop this white-eyed wolf emperor soldier, how could he let it fall into the hands of a small Taoist palace and suffer all these insults.

However, Ye Qingfeng caressed the tripod lightly, only feeling inexplicably familiar and intimate, as if an old friend reunited.

Only she knows that this Extreme Dao Emperor Armament is not a white-eyed wolf at all, maybe it recognized the old master and returned to his embrace?