Thunder Martial

Zi Chen was also subconsciously stunned when he saw the word without grade.

His sword-drawing technique is a gradeless technique, and its power is obvious to all. It is currently regarded as one of Zichen's most powerful attack methods.

And the levelless technique in front of him, just by hearing the name, knows that it has something to do with Lei.

In front of the light ball, there is no more convincing introduction to the technique, only a few words, but the price is 100,000 lucky points, more than ten times higher than other techniques.

This is the most expensive technique that Zichen has seen along the way.

"It has the word Thunder King on it, so it should be very suitable for you." Dong Qing stood beside Zi Chen, looking at the ball of light and said.

In the halo released by the surface of the light sphere, there is a flash of thunder.

The stall owner was a battle spirit, sitting cross-legged there, not intending to stand up to greet him.

Zi Chen looked at the ball of light and nodded. He once told several people that he got a kind of Thunder Clan Body Refining Technique.

"This exercise is really suitable for you!" An indifferent voice sounded from the side of Zichen, and Chong Hammer came over after hearing the news.

"Very suitable for me?" Zi Chen turned to look at the heavy hammer.

"To be precise, it is very suitable for monks with thunder power, but you have the thunder clan body training technique, once you learn this boxing technique, the power will be even greater." The heavy hammer pointed at the light ball and said: "I know a person, He knows this kind of boxing. I have seen him use it, and it is very powerful. It is said that he paid a lot of money to get this kind of boxing. Here, you can get it with a mere 100,000 lucky points, which is a big profit made money!"

The discussion here was heard by the others, and everyone was a little dumbfounded.

One hundred thousand lucky points, or mere?

How rich and powerful does this have to be to be called a mere district?

"Buy it!" Zi Chen bought it without hesitation.

Ahead, besides this light group, there are several others, which also look extraordinary, but after Zi Chen gave the stall owner 100,000 lucky points, the latter closed the stall directly, got up, and seemed to be leaving.

"Hey... I want to see other things. Are you not going to do business?" Dong Qing said in surprise.

"My lucky points are enough, the transaction is over!" The war spirit stall owner said lightly.

"Where are you going?" Dong Qing asked curiously.

War Spirit pointed to the position above his head, and said, "Up to the next floor."

After finishing speaking, it was convenient for the pair to close the booth and leave.

Along the way, no one dared to stop.

"War spirits also need to abide by the rules here. As a member of the Tongyou Tower, they have the restriction of lucky points if they want to enter another floor." Heavy Hammer, who is also a war spirit, said.

"Why did they go to another layer? Is it to increase their strength?" Fan Wei who came after him asked.

"Increasing strength is one aspect, and another aspect is wanting to leave. This place looks infinite, but it is actually like a cage, and no one wants to be trapped." There is melancholy in Chong Hammer's words.

Although he is not a battle spirit in Tongyou Tower, he is a battle spirit in Yufu Realm. Tongyou Tower is a cage, so why not Yufu Realm?

Everyone is still arming themselves, spending a lot of lucky points one after another, which makes other monks around,

Everyone was dumbfounded.

"How many lucky points did they spend?"

"It looks like there should be half a million."

"Half a million? Are you just here? The number has already passed half a million, and now it's almost a million!"

"What? Millions?!"

Discussions and exclamations like this kept ringing out from behind.

With such a huge expenditure, even some leaders of the forces are not so rich.

"It's really arrogant, don't you understand the truth of not revealing money?"

"With such a nonchalant look, I think I still have a lot of luck!"

While everyone was amazed, some people had other thoughts in their hearts.

Zichen and the others continued to move forward, and the value of the things they saw was getting higher and higher. Naturally, the things were good things, but it was a pity that the group didn't need them at all.

"Hey, there are pills and spirit liquids here!"

After passing through the combat skills area, everyone came to the place where the pills were located. There are many pills here, and the effects of the medicines are also different.

Immediately afterwards, they saw the familiar king-level life essence liquid, which was regarded as a life-saving thing, and its value was very high, and each drop was worth 5,000 lucky points.

"This is a good thing, buy more."

Zi Chen and others gathered here, looked at those king-level life essence liquids and said.

Man Shi said to the stall owner: "Give me twenty drops of this king-level life essence liquid."

A drop of 5,000, 20 drops is 100,000 lucky points, obviously another big deal.

"I only have ten drops," said the stall owner.

Man Shi stared, and said: "Ten drops? You think I'm stupid, the amount of king-level life essence liquid must be more than twenty!"

"I only sell ten drops!" The stall owner said again.

Man Shi wanted to get angry, but Zi Chen waved his hand, the rules here are like this, no one can do anything to Zhan Ling.

If there were no rules, these war spirit stall owners with huge wealth would have been chopped down by those humans long ago.

After trading ten drops, the war spirit stall owner turned and left, but before leaving, he looked at Zichen and his group and said, "I will use the rest to save my life."

In this world, war spirits are not bound. They can fight humans, or go on adventures. Naturally, they have life and death.

"Hmph!" Man Shi snorted coldly, feeling angry in his heart.

"This is really a strange place." Zi Chen shook his head.

Immediately afterwards, they also found a way to get some king-level life essence liquid, which also caused more battle spirit stall owners to leave.

However, the other stall owners who came up after him did not have Wang-level Yuanye for sale.

"It seems that we came late. Many stall owners should have left earlier. Maybe we missed some good things." Shangguan Hong said.

"Let's go and have a look there."

There are many monks gathered in front of them, they seem to be looking at something, and there are exclamations from time to time.

"What kind of crap is this? It's asking for a million lucky points."

"Tsk tsk, how dare you ask for a million lucky points for being broken like this! I used to think that these war spirits were very reliable, so it seems that it is nothing more than that."

A monk shook his head again and again, with some sarcasm inevitably on his face.

"This weapon is full of holes. Although the workmanship is exquisite and the material is good, it has long since lost its power after the baptism of time. This weapon is no different from rags. You actually asked for a million dollars!" The monk shook his head and gave an evaluation.

"If someone buys this piece of shit? Then I'm willing to give him all my lucky points!"

"Tch, how many lucky points do you have?"

Everyone talked a lot, but the stall owner was unmoved.

When Zi Chen and others came, some people recognized them as big customers, and stepped aside one after another.

At the same time, some teasing laughter sounded.

"Rang Rang, there is a not-too-lucky big client coming."

"These people spend a lot of money, and maybe they will buy it when they are happy."

Faced with such teasing, Zi Chen frowned slightly, Man Shi and the others also had anger on their faces.

Immediately afterwards, they saw something in front of the booth. It was a black sledgehammer. Antiquities, but useless antiquities.

On this sledgehammer, there is no energy fluctuation at all, even if Zichen releases spiritual perception, there is nothing abnormal.

And there was only one sentence in the introduction before the heavy hammer.

"One bad hammer is worth millions!"

Seeing these eight characters, Zi Chen couldn't help laughing.

"Hey, you war spirit is a bachelor. You know that you are a rotten hammer, and you want to pay a million dollars. Are you just here to occupy the land?" Man Shi couldn't help but asked with a smile.

Wu Xie also said: "There is no energy fluctuation on this rotten hammer, and it has suffered severe injuries. It may have been worth a lot, but now it is a lucky point and it is not worth it."

"Listen, even if they don't buy it, no one will buy it."

"I said this battle spirit, you should close the stall, don't waste this good place."

"One rotten hammer is worth millions! Are you sure you're not here to be funny?"

After hearing Man Shi and Wu Xie's comments, the others couldn't help laughing.

Seeming to be quite irritated, the stall owner also opened his mouth and said, "If you don't like it, there will always be someone who will."

"Whoever can take a fancy to this thing is a fool!"

"Even a fool doesn't like it, because a fool doesn't have that much luck."

"Maybe I can really meet someone who is stupid and has a lot of lucky points."

Everyone was still joking, but Zi Chen frowned slightly, because he felt an unusual aura around him. As he turned his head, he saw the heavy hammer looking at the sledgehammer, which became very abnormal.

"I bought it!"

A sudden voice suddenly sounded, and the expressions of those who were still laughing froze in the next moment.

Everyone looked towards the voice, and then saw a strong man in black robes, who was one of the group of people who were not short of money.

After Zhong Hammer opened his mouth, he laughed loudly: "Although it is a bad hammer, it is worth a million lucky points!"

After the words fell, Zhong Hammer ignored the surprised expressions of the others, and directly drew a million lucky points.

The stall owner was also a bachelor. After taking away the lucky points, he turned and left without saying a word.

"you……"

Except for Zi Chen, everyone else looked at the heavy hammer in surprise.

And those people who made fun just now were all stunned, shocked by the heavy hammer's behavior, and at the same time thought to themselves, could it be that a stupid and lucky guy really came?

But only a small number of people have this idea, and more people subconsciously think that this rotten hammer may have other uses.

"This is the weapon I used when I was alive." The heavy hammer carefully picked up the heavy hammer that was riddled with holes, and rubbed it carefully, and as he rubbed, the rust also fell down one after another.

After a while, the entire sledgehammer exuded a black luster, and a trace of coercion emanated from the sledgehammer.

Just when everyone was astonished at the change of the sledgehammer, a voice sounded from a distance.

"This thing is actually worth two million lucky points?"

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