I Am Not Really The Second Generation Of Immortals

The legend of An Bulang continues.

One by one ore, each one earns no money, and some even make a profit. This scene saw a group of monks and brothers who were extremely envious and extremely jealous, and the atmosphere at the scene became hot again.

"Congratulations, you have obtained seventy-nine kilograms of Ziyun Secret Mine..."

The administrator of the Shengyuan Society in charge of stone cutting is a beautiful woman with a cold expression, but every time a large number of Ziyun secret mines appear in the stone, she has to congratulate the stone gamblers. This is the rule of the Shengyuan Tower.

In this way, she found that she couldn't get cold, and she had to keep smiling because all the stones that are not gambling are high-yielding, she must keep smiling every time to congratulate!

"Congratulations to An Bulang, you have obtained 110 kilograms of Ziyun Mysterious Mine..."

"Congratulations to An Bulang, you have obtained forty pounds of Ziyun Mine..."

The cut stone beauty stretched out her slender jade hand and handed a lot of purple cloud secret mine to An Bulang. Although she kept a smile, somehow her eyes were red.

Yes, now she was forced to cry so fast that she felt her silver knife covered with sin.

She didn’t feel like cutting stones from other vendors, but now, she is cutting the ore of her holy yuan society. How much wealth will the holy yuan lose? !

And all this, she cut out...

The more I think, the more wronged, the more sad I think.

She did not know what kind of punishment she would face...

Although this is strange, the seventh floor is probably abandoned, and her future is bleak.

Even with such grievances, even with such fear, she still had to keep smiling, and she had to carefully peel off a large amount of Ziyun's secret mine from the stone, and then tremblingly handed the secret mine to An Bulang.

"Congratulations to An Bulang...you...you have obtained a vantage core..."

Cut stone beauty smiled and handed a mine core to An Bulang.

An Bulang took the mine core and found that the woman's hand was trembling in front of her, and then looked at the woman's pretty face. Although she smiled, the big bean tears had fallen.

"Tick" "Tick", wet the ground.

An Bulang: "..."

The woman seemed to realize that she had lost her gaze, and quickly wiped her tears with her hands, and pulled out a smile with difficulty, saying: "Congratulations!"

"Actually... you just give me the secret mine, you don't have to make your face laugh..." An Bulang was distressed when he looked, and he wanted to cry, but he had to pretend to laugh happily.

The stone-monk monks and vendors on the sidelines were shocked!

Cried! The proud and indifferent stone-cutters actually cried! !

A stone gambler can actually cry the stone-cutters of the Holy Society, what's so special...

Really worthy of gambling.

Horrible! !

Sister Cut Stone, crying while cutting, she had to smile at An Bulang and said congratulations.

I have to say that this scene makes people feel distressed. Even Ke Ya on the side covered her eyes and scolded Brother An Bulang as a bad guy!

Unconsciously, the sister of the stone-cutter opened 50 pieces of ore.

This time, An Bulang obtained more than 3,200 catties of Ziyun Mysterious Mine and five ordinary cores.

This kind of wealth is completely the top wealth of all the powers of the Shenhai Realm, which is beyond the reach of the dust!

Elders Guo Jing and Chen Yu felt angina.

Miss Cut Stone's delicate body trembles, and she endures not to let herself fall.

An Bulang put the baby away and glanced around, and found that countless monks looked at him with admiration or envy, and the staff of the Shengyuan Tower were all very sad.

An Bulang pulled Hongli and Keya to the eighth floor of Shengyuan Tower.

The elders Chen Yu and Guo Jing both trembled and instinctively thought to stop it.

But when they thought of the ore level of the eighth floor, they hesitated.

"We have no reason to stop him from going to the eighth floor..."

"Perhaps, the eighth layer can make him earn, and we spit it out..."

The two elders thought to each other and followed An Bulang to the eighth floor. Many gossip-hearted monks eating melons kept up with their feet.

The eighth floor is flooded with countless strange auras.

The stones on the top vary in size, the large feet are hundreds of pounds, just like a fierce animal dormant on the side, the small ones are only a few pounds, or even a few, just like a strange piece of art, placed on the counter Above.

There are five elders of the Shengyuan Pagoda with golden and white robes. They appear on the eighth floor. They all have powerful cultivation practices. Compared with management, they are more like security guards.

There are not many monks gambling on the eighth floor. There are only ten people. These ten people are all powerful in Shenhai Realm. There are six human races, one elven race, and three demons.

They are not only a top-notch presence of forces. They have been watching stones for a long time here. They are enthusiasts of stone betting. But after watching them for a long time, they did not intend to shoot. They gamble on stones very carefully, even if they are noisy below, they did not go downstairs to see what happened.

However, when they saw a white boy with a large group of monks coming to the eighth floor, they were still dumbfounded.

What is this group of people doing?

Hurry up?

"What are you doing here? Only monks above Tianyuan Realm can come here." A handsome, cold-looking elven man said coldly.

"We are all monks in Tianyuan Realm!"

"Yes! Where does Lao Tzu want to go?"

A group of monks roared.

The elven men released their consciousness and couldn't help smoking. There were more than two hundred Yuanyuan monks in front of them, and there were more than a dozen monks of the gods in the sea. There were actually three others who could not see the depth.

"What are you doing here, the ore is high here, and you can't afford it when you come!" A demon emperor who saw so many people came to disturb his cleanliness and made it a little irritable.

"You're in charge! We're here to bet on the cheers!"

"Yes! We are betting that Shenglai is here to kill the Quartet!!"

"The treasure of Shengyuan Tower can't be kept, hahaha..."

A group of monks shouted excitedly here.

"Whale Sword Devil Emperor! Don't take your place here, let's go!"

An avid fan of Shenhai Realm even yelled directly at the Devil Emperor.

The eighth floor gangsters were ignorant when they heard these words.

"Gambling Saint? What is that?"

"Does the Shengyuan Tower have such a gambling existence?"

Everyone was stunned for a moment, then a crowd of noisy monks suddenly gave way to a sidewalk.

A woman who is good at playing musical instruments is crazy to play passionate vocal music. A man even played a domineering march.

The boy in white raised his head and held his chest, with the gorgeous beauty like a jade on the left, and the delicate and lovely **** the right, the elders of the two Shengyuan pagodas walked, walking like wind, majestic!

His stars stared at the moon, and came like a top gangster, so that all the powers of the Shenhai Realm were present and the momentum was stabilized by the teenager!

"Is this the gambler?"

"What a young, big show!"

"Wait... this guy... Isn't this An Anlang?!"

"Really? Is the Tao of Bai Ling titled Imperial College safe?"

Everyone was a well-informed generation, and soon recognized the boy in front of him.

But their look was not calmer than before, but it was even more shocking.

In a sense, the gambling holy of Shengyuan Tower is bigger than the Taoist name of Bailing Imperial College! When the two identities are the same person, the shock to them is even more impossible!

"Have you ever heard of this man in the gambler world before?"

"I haven't heard of it at all!"

"Why did he suddenly gamble on stones?!"

Anyone who is proficient in stone gambling needs long-term special research, masters magical powers and methods unimaginable in the world, and then undergoes long-term hardening to achieve success. For example, the owner of the mine gambler, Mo, didn't boil to become an old man, did he have some success?

"Long live gambling, invincible gambling!!"

The owner of the gambling king, Mo Mine, who was admired by everyone, seemed to be in the crowd, raising his hands and screaming for An Bulang.

Shenhaijing gangsters: "..."

An Bulang was crowded by the big brothers and walked towards the ore in front of him.

The shape of these ores in front of them is different, the quantity is not much, only 152.

At this time, an elder on the eighth floor came over with a smile: "Gambling Saint, do you need to buy these ores? Buying one of these ores requires 200,000 spirit stones. Please carefully consider and start again."

Two hundred thousand spirit stones!

After hearing some monks, their faces changed!

Even the power of Shenhai Realm was terrified.

Two hundred thousand spirit stones, even if they are the power of Shenhai Realm, they are not necessarily handy.

Hongli touched her own ring and found that she couldn't even afford a stone...

Only those big sea gods with mines at home can hold back a wave of cash and bet on it, either alive or dead!

That's why these eighth-floor Shenhai Realm can stay in the Shengyuan Pagoda for a few days and a half, and it's okay. After all, this is a big deal involving the whole family.

"One ore of 200,000 spirit stones, this ore is actually more valuable than the best spirit stones? As small as these ores, even if the inside is all Ziyun secret mine, you can't make money!" One for the first time The monk of Tianyuan Realm, who came to the eighth floor, wondered the road with a puzzled expression.

"Are you stupid? This is all on the eighth floor. Who will bet your Ziyun Secret Mine with you?"

"Don't bet on secret mines?"

"Gambling core!!"

"The ores here are all produced in the most dangerous and most terrible place in Ziyun Mine. They are the ores mined by the mighty men who risk their lives. Every ore has the potential to explode ore core!"

The commentary of the big brother ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ made the monks feel a surge of heart and turned their eyes to An Bulang, they seemed to be expecting something.

An Bulang looked at the core in front of him, and found that the core was surrounded by a strange cocoon. This cocoon was no longer pure black, but a colorful black.

Well, yes, it is black at first glance.

But looking closely, it seems that many colors can be seen from the black.

When he stared at it, the darkness became deeper and darker, the colors became more and more chaotic, and finally gave a terrible sense of dizziness...

"Ah... I can't do it..."

Puff... Puff...

Surrounded by monks from Tianyuan Realm staring at the stones, they fainted!

"What's going on? I also feel dizzy!"

"No, you can't stare at those stones!"

With the power of God's Sea Realm, his face changed and he stopped saying.

"These stones are weird!"

"It feels like eating people!!"

"Why is this happening, are these stones fine?"

The faces of the monks changed drastically, looking at the stone in front of them with some terror.

"Don't panic, everyone... these stones... will release a strange soul power... interfere with your soul, this is a passively triggered protection mechanism."

"As long as you don't pay attention to it, it won't shoot you..." A clear and gentle voice that made people seem to be immersed came.

Everyone turned their heads to see and saw an extremely beautiful figure. Once she wore a dragon and silver clothes, even if she wore a tall bear hat on her head and a veil to cover her face, it was still amazing.

The woman didn't expect her words to cause so much attention, she could not help but stepped back two steps, whispered: "You continue to look over there, bet Saint is there!"