I Am Not Really The Second Generation Of Immortals

Sudden Altar suddenly became extremely quiet.

Those strong men who have gone through multiple assessments and can finally come here to appreciate the top ten strange stones are stunned.

An Bulang actually rejected the goddess' invitation?

Switching to other monks has long been ecstatic, hoping to immediately fly to Nalan Jinli, but this An Bulang did not hesitate to risk angering the Shenlong Empire, but also to reject this invitation...

These consciousnesses have experienced countless big things, and the big guys who have seen countless strange things feel at this moment that they are intimidating. Is this something a monk can do?

Is this a bet on the stone, or is it hard to get bored? !

The goddess sitting on the jade was also a little stunned, and apparently did not expect this to happen. She was still a little annoyed at first. After all, she used to refuse others. No one ever dared to refuse her request.

But immediately, her anger became curiosity.

What kind of person does she even give her face?

Is it really a lunatic?

"Huh, what a bold courage to dare to offend my goddess, I will get him!"

A warrior with a dragon horn on his head and shrouded in aura of glorious light, his nostrils spit out cloud and mist, and he was very angry.

"Nalan Hao, don't go over!" Nalan Jinli suddenly sighed.

The goddess' words seemed to have great prestige, so that the aggressive **** would immediately stop.

"He just rejected my offer..."

"I can invite him, and he can refuse. He didn't do anything wrong, did he?"

Nalan Jinli spoke softly, his eyes flashing.

"But...Master Jinli Goddess...he dare to ignore the majesty of the Dragon Empire..."

"Oh, don't always hang the Dragon Empire on your lips!"

Nalan Jinli waved his hand: "Return to me, no one should find him in trouble!"

With her order, many quiet voices around her were quiet.

"Sister Jinli is really blue-hearted and reasonable." Bai Xitong agreed with a smile.

Although she didn’t want to see An Bulang, she didn’t want An Bulang to be targeted by the Shenlong Empire anyway. Anyway, she was the path of the Bailing Empire College. She also had many connections with their royal family. That's a pity.

Bai Xitong was so disappointed with An Bulang while thinking so.

If An Bulang was able to seize this opportunity to approach Nalan Jinli, he might be able to obtain some immortals. But he did not expect An Bulang to give up this opportunity, he did not know what he lost.

"You can rest assured that when I go back, I will definitely talk to An Bulang and say carefully, and educate him seriously." Bai Mu, the crown prince of the Bailing Empire, pretended to be angry.

"No need." Nalan Jinli's body leaped lightly from the jade. The crystal jade feet stepped on the golden lotus with golden dragon's air. The smile was lovely, and the eyes of Shengyuan Tower were swaying strangely. Ying Ying smiled, "I'm going to find him, don't any of you come!"

After all, the dragon girl walked on the foot of Jiu Caixiangyun.

"Master Jinli Goddess!"

"God! How can you go there!"

"Quick! Let's protect her!"

Someone wanted to keep up, but was blocked by a Tsing Yi old man.

"Reassure, Jinli has the mark of the old man on his body, and nothing will happen..." The old man in Tsing Yi said lightly, although with a kind smile, but everyone heard his words and stopped the pace obediently. Things.

The monks present looked at Nalan Jinli who had left suddenly.

That incomprehensible beauty, as if the goddess above the earth does not touch the earth, actually took the initiative to leave, to find the An Anlang who was addicted to stone gambling in the Shengyuan Tower?

This contrast is too huge, causing some monks to slow down for a long time without recovering.

Bai Xitong and Bai Mu often looked at each other.

"An Bulang will not be in trouble?" Bai Mu often muttered.

"Relax... if Nalan Jinli wants to teach An Bulang, there is no need to go in person at all, she should be just playful and curious..." Bai Xitong's appearance was cold, but the tone was a bit complicated.

She didn't expect a peaceful wave to actually attract Hongxian mainland's ten immortals to take the initiative. Although this is the cheapest way to gamble stone, it has to be said to be a great opportunity.

Bai Xitong looked at the Shengyuan Altar where he lost his protagonist, and was a little bit tired. I felt that An Bulang missed a major opportunity. As a result, the opportunity ran directly to find the other party. What should she say?

However, Nalan Jinli was relatively young at first. I should have seen fun toys and wanted to play with them in the past to see them. The opportunity created by this mentality is actually not very rewarding. If you are not careful about getting along with it, it may become a disaster.

At this time, the seventh floor of Shengyuan Tower.

There are thousands of ores of different shapes standing on the ground.

There is only one vendor.

"The seventh and eighth floors of the Shengyuan Altar are all the places where the Yuanyuan official sells ores. These ores are expensive and there will not be too many changes. Correspondingly, the quality of these stones is also very high!" Red Li whispered aside.

An Bulang nodded gently, his eyes flashing golden light, sweeping through the ore.

The quality of these ores is similar to that of the fifth and sixth layers. It should also be the ore excavated from the central area of ​​the Ziyun mine. The hidden value and its high value. Basically, every piece of ore has a Ziyun secret mine. The difference is The content is high or low.

Guo Jing, the elder of the Shengyuan Association responsible for selling ore on the seventh floor, walked with sweat and looked at An Bulang with a smile that was even uglier than crying: "That... Lord Gambler, do you need to buy ore?"

Guo Jing was really scared. An Bulang went from the first floor to the seventh floor. By this time, no one could question An Bulang's gambling strength. For An Bulang, Shengyuan Tower is a holy place for money!

And Guo Jing can not close the seventh floor of the stone gambling venue.

If it is known to the outside world that the Shengyuan Hui closed the Shengyuan Pagoda because of a monk, would the Shengyuan Hui’s face still have to be? Shengyuanhui would rather lose money, but also maintain its reputation!

Yes, if you have strength, just bet on the stones!

The prices here are fair, fair and just, and there is absolutely no discrimination! !

The eighth and ninth floors because of the special ore, the elders there are still stable.

But the seventh floor...

"Master Gambling Saint, you see you have made a lot of money today, or else... just tap on it?"

Begging for mercy, the elders of the Shengyuan Tower begging for mercy!

The audience was another sensation.

The monks who gambled on the stones saw a sight never seen before!

An Bulang alone made the elders of Shengyuan Tower beg for mercy! What kind of powerful gambling talent is necessary for a force standing above the cloud to make such measures?

Some monks are full of enthusiasm, and hope to replace it with their own.

"Okay, I'm very gentle." An Bulang grinned.

"By the way, I don't have any spirit stones for the time being. What is the exchange ratio between the Ziyun Secret Mine and the spirit stones?" An Bulang asked curiously.

"Because there is a handling fee, our exchange rate is one pound of secret mine, two thousand spirit stones..." Guo Jing wanted to say that it could not be exchanged, but with so many eyes staring around, he had to open his mouth daringly.

An Bulang waved his hand: "Very well, I will exchange two million spirit stones first!"

The young man gave up a flash and moved out a thousand kilograms of Ziyun's secret mine.

So many Ziyun secret mines were put out at the same time, so that the surrounding monks' breathing became rapid.

Guo Jing has a reserve of spirit stones. When he was about to take out two million spirit stones, he took them out in the form of two hundred best-quality spirit stones and handed them to An Bulang.

Hongli Noodles said with emotion: "In the past, when I saw more than a hundred thousand spirit stones, I felt that it was a huge sum of money. Now I look at a million or two million spirit stones, but I think it is ordinary. Isn't it a big deal?"

Her vision was rudely raised by An Bulang by several levels.

An Bulang knew why Hongli felt this way. After all, he seemed to have won thousands of kilograms of Ziyun mysterious mine with ease. Not really.

But what Hongli didn't know was whose money An Anlang won.

Shengyuan Pagoda is the largest stone betting ground, gathering a large amount of ore wealth in Ziyun Mine, An Bulang crushed the power of countless powerful people, and caused many ore vendors to collapse. Record!

There is no one like him who has been wicked for centuries!

"Master Gambler... There is a ten thousand spirit stone here. Be careful when you choose. Don't choose so much, don't lose yourself..." Guo Jingqiang said with a smile.

"Relax, I will not lose myself, I will try to make myself earn more."

An Bulang smiled comfortingly.

Guo Jing heard this, and almost couldn't help angering his mouth.

Obviously, I want to persuade An Bulang not to choose so much. Why is it that when I reach An Bulang's ear, it becomes a word to inspire the other party? Does this boy still have a face?

An Bulang's double pupils began to sweep through the surface of thousands of ores ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Liu Liyang pupil's flying spirit communicated the world and felt everything about black cocoons.

The grades of these ores are very high. The black cocoon on the surface has a mysterious power, which has been isolating the perception of An Bulang. If it weren’t for Black Cocoon’s and An Bulang’s eyes for a long time, they would be surrounded by death and breakthroughs, telling An Bulang what was inside, and An Bulang could not really see it.

After an hour.

"I want this, this, this... and this..."

Anbulang is like a soldier on the battlefield, and he has ordered 50 of the thousands of ores!

One action is the purchase of half a million spirit stones, which shocked the audience!

In fact, from the point of view of making money, he can still buy more ore, but An Bulang knows the truth of staying in the front line and meeting each other in the future.

If all the ore that can make money is bought, and other gambling monks buy one and pay one, then the Shengyuan Tower will definitely blacklist him.

Therefore, An Bulang only needs the most profitable fifty!

These fifty have concentrated at least 80% of their wealth! !

The stone cutter began to cut the stone with the silver knife in his hand.

Sixty pounds! Eighty pounds! One hundred and twenty pounds! Seventy-one pounds, thirty-six pounds...

One fan-level ore core... two fan-level ore cores... three fan-level ore cores...

There were bursts of exclamation and screaming at the scene.

An Bulang is still writing his mythology.

In a place where no one noticed in the crowd, a girl wearing a silver dragon gown with a low breath and concealed appearance, wearing a tall and big bear hat on her head, and a young girl with an exquisite figure, stared at the autumn-like girl. Big eyes, followed by a group of monks whispering in surprise.

"Wow... this one is hit!"

"Wow... there are so many..."

"It's awesome, mine core!