Thunder Martial

An exclamation attracted everyone's attention.

Two million lucky points, this is a real sky-high price. More than 99% of all the human monks and war spirits who came to this level cannot get such a lucky point.

Heavy Hammer spent a million dollars to buy a hammer head, which was already very surprising and even shocking, and he didn't have many lucky points left to buy this thing.

Just like the huge ax held in the hands of the war spirit giant axe, when the heavy hammer was powerful in Yufu, he also had an extremely powerful weapon, and that was his heavy hammer.

Hammer of Hammer!

It's just that after awakening, the weapon of the heavy hammer is no longer there, and what he uses is only a defective sledgehammer that he got accidentally.

At this moment, he saw his weapon, and he remembered more things in his life, so he bought the weapon back.

The heavy hammer was completely rusted and reappeared in the sky, and a coercion was released naturally. This coercion was stronger than some king-level spiritual soldiers, and it was extraordinary at first glance.

The others were amazed, thinking that the heavy hammer had picked up a treasure, but only Zichen knew that if someone else held the heavy hammer, it would still have no effect.

This is like his scabbard, only those who know how to draw a knife can control and use it.

Spending a million lucky points in an instant was a heavy hammer that was the focus of discussion, but it was because of this exclamation that everyone's attention was diverted.

At this moment, everyone gathered in front of the war spirit stall owner who had just appeared. There was only one thing in front of him, but the asking price was two million.

Looking at the indifferent and even mocking expressions of other people around, it was obvious that the thing was still useless.

"This is too bad, even worse than the black sledgehammer just now."

"They are selling weapons anyway, but what are you selling, just a little power. If you want, I can give you ten times, a hundred times the power!"

"Tsk tsk, fortunately this place has a protective effect on the war spirits, otherwise, I believe you will be killed for your behavior!"

"My own strength is so great that one lucky point is not worth it, but you are lucky. If you just take out a little bit, you dare to sell it for a high price of two million!"

Hearing these discussions, Zi Chen and the others also heard that the other party was selling some kind of power.

"Go and have a look."

Out of curiosity, Zi Chen and the others also walked over.

Seeing these people approaching, some people couldn't help but have a strange look on their faces, thinking that these people should also buy it.

But this kind of thought flashed in my mind, because no one would be foolish enough to spend two million lucky points to buy a little bit of useless power.

Just like before, Zi Chen and the others stepped forward, and everyone made way.

In front of him is a war spirit stall owner, whose realm is unknown, sitting cross-legged, facing the discussions around him, closing his eyes and meditating, the old god is there.

In front of War Spirit, there is a crystal ball the size of a washbasin, and inside the crystal ball, there is a light less than a finger long, this light is like a small fish, swimming back and forth in the crystal ball .

Looking forward, there is an introduction about this light.

A trace of power: can integrate all powers,

Adds a touch of power after fusion.

"A sliver of strength, what is this? Who would lack this sliver of strength?" Man Shi scratched his head and asked in confusion.

"Being able to integrate all the power sounds like a lot of functions, but it's useless at all! Even at a critical moment, that little power can't save your life, and it costs two million lucky points!" Wu Xie said shaking his head.

Not only the two of them, but others also felt that this thing was useless, and even the heavy hammer shook their heads again and again.

"Sure enough, no one wants this thing! Because no one is short of that little bit of strength. Although this thing is strange, it's not even worthless."

Many monks shook their heads, as if they were about to leave.

However, at this moment, Zi Chen, who had been silent all this time, suddenly asked, "Are you sure that this little bit of power can fuse all the power?"

As soon as the words were uttered, the audience fell silent, and the monks who were about to leave also stopped one after another, and then looked back at Zi Chen who was speaking.

The stall owner who was with the old god opened his eyes when he heard this, and glanced at Zi Chen, a ray of light flashed from the other party's eyes, he explained: "This trace of power has an extraordinary origin, it is said to be an original power that can evolve The power of all things in the world."

Zi Chen nodded when he heard this, and then said: "In this way, two million is not expensive!"

There was an uproar in the quiet surroundings in an instant.

A trace of strength is two million, so not expensive?

If you want power, we can give it to you, and you can refine it by yourself, let alone a little bit, even if there are thousands of bits of power!

However, just when everyone thought Zi Chen was stupid, the stall owner said again: "You know the goods!"

Zi Chen smiled and said: "I bought this thing!"

As Zi Chen's voice fell, the surrounding uproar became louder.

Seeing Zichen's indifferent look and his move to draw a lucky spot, everyone was shocked, but also extremely angry.

Even if you are lucky, you can't spend like this!

Is it useful to buy a scrap product for two million?

At this moment, everyone was eager to step forward and kick Fei Zichen to stop him from trading.

But everyone also knows that those who can spend two million lucky points are naturally not weak, so even if someone has other thoughts in their hearts at this moment, they dare not step forward to stop them.

But everyone is looking forward to it, hoping that a powerful existence will appear and stop the other party.

After all, the transaction has not been completed yet, and the two million lucky points actually exist.

Once the transaction is over, even if you kill that kid, you will only get a scrap.

"Have I allowed you to trade my lucky points?"

It seemed that prayer had played a role, and an indifferent voice also sounded from a distance.

Following the sound, there was the sound of hurried footsteps, and then many monks came quickly, and surrounded Zichen and his party along with the booth.

These people approached menacingly, and the others also retreated far away when they saw that the situation was not good.

Man Shi, Wu Xie and others turned around and looked at these people indifferently, and then they saw some familiar faces among them.

"I told you to run away, but now you dare to come here, can't you find death?"

Looking at the people in front of him, Wu Xie said coldly.

"Zi Chen, our Liu Zongcheng boss, Liu Yuan has arrived, and today is your day of death!" A mid-level existence in the First Layer Domain shouted at Zi Chen.

It's a pity that Zichen didn't pay attention to them at all, the transaction was still going on, and his movements hadn't stopped, he was still paddling his luck points.

"I said the transaction was stopped, didn't you hear? That's my lucky point, did I allow you to trade?" The indifferent voice sounded again, the crowd parted, and a young man with a gloomy face came over.

The young man is Liu Zongcheng's boss, Liu Yuan, whose strength is at the peak in the middle stage of the First Layer Realm, and is only one step away from the later stage.

He was wearing a blue coat, but there were many lines engraved on the clothes, and these lines formed patterns one after another. As he walked forward, there was also power surging on his body.

Obviously, that blue shirt should be a defensive item, and not weaker than a king-level spirit soldier.

The fanatical eyes of all the monks in Liu Zongcheng watched Liu Yuan walk towards this side.

"It's Liu Yuan!"

"This Liu Yuan is extremely powerful. Although the ranking of the city is not high, but some time ago, he also beheaded the leader of a high-ranking force."

"The other party has millions of lucky points, which is also worth Liu Yuan's shot!"

As Liu Yuan approached, the surrounding discussions continued to ring out.

These discussions sounded in my ears, and the monks in Liu Zongcheng looked even more arrogant.

After they escaped, they tried to find a way to inform their own forces, and accidentally learned that the boss Liu Yuan was still here, and after hearing about the million lucky points, Liu Yuan brought people to kill him directly.

And it just so happened that when they arrived, they saw Zi Chen conducting a transaction of two million yuan.

They were a little shocked, but they were even more excited, especially Liu Yuan, who originally thought that he could get a million dollars, but he didn't expect to see one person give out two million dollars, which was much higher than expected.

With Liu Yuan's arrival, a group of monks came in again from the outside, and these monks belonged to several other forces.

Among them were the monks from Yongwangcheng and Wumocheng, and Wu Fei and Yongcan also followed.

After they learned that the people from Huping City had slaughtered the people from Liu Zongcheng, they thought that Liu Yuan would not let it go, so they came here in time.

As the two forces approached, those monks who saw Zi Chen intimidating the two forces also walked in one after another.

Soon, the place is full of people.

And everyone came here for Zi Chen and Liu Yuan.

As the focus of everyone's attention, Liu Yuan came towards this side with a cold expression on his face.

Almost everyone was looking at him, but two people ignored him. They were Zi Chen and the stall owner who were trading.

And Zi Chen didn't pause in his movements, and soon two million lucky points were drawn out and handed over to the other party.

The stall owner put away his lucky points, and handed that sliver of power to Zi Chen, who put it away.

The transaction... was actually completed like this!

Two million... unexpectedly spent like this!

Everyone was in a daze, and Liu Yuan's expression was even more stern.

He glanced at Zichen coldly, and said coldly: "I told you to stop trading, didn't you hear?"

Only then did Zi Chen turn around, glanced at Liu Yuan as well, and asked, "Who are you?"

Liu Yuan stifled, but he couldn't allow him to declare his family name. When he saw the owner of the stall leaving, he said to the owner, "That's my lucky point. The transaction is stopped, and the things can be returned to you!"

Here, the war spirit is protected, no one can harm the war spirit, at this moment Liu Yuan said such words to the war spirit, it is obviously too angry.

Losing two million lucky points in one fell swoop, even if he killed Zi Chen, he would only get a recognized waste product, so he was naturally angry, so that he lost his sense of proportion.

Here, war spirits should not be messed with, this is recognized.

Just when everyone thought that the war spirit should turn around and say something cruel, or express ridicule and disdain, the war spirit turned around and said: "If you kill him, you don't have to return the things, then the two million Be lucky, I'll send you off!"

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