Chapter 553 Brother Chicken! ! (Jig)
"Who did you buy it from? The stall owner made a profit, I'm afraid he ran away with the stall."
Ye Lin was actually teasing her. This drawing was not as bad as he said.
One hundred thousand gold is the reward for the champion of the Yellow Dragon Tournament, which is a lot of money especially for Feng Ying, who has a hamster personality.
If you buy a fake, it's quite interesting.
"Ah, cheated? Then my money..."
Feng Ying suddenly looked defeated, as if she had been playing mahjong all night for three days and three nights. She was hungry and had no energy at all. She was bent over weakly and her arms were drooped.
"Really rubbish? The rice cake was chewing on this drawing and refused to let go. Then the stall owner raised the price and ripped me off."
She was still unwilling to accept that her enthusiasm for rice cakes was still cheated.
Mi Gao, who was nestled in Mailu's arms, snorted, jumped out, bit into the drawing, and rubbed hard on it with his little hooves, which seemed to indicate that there was something going on in it.
"Show me, you're being funny again, aren't you."
Mavis reached out and took the drawing, looked at it carefully, and rolled her eyes at him,
Comforting Feng Ying said with a smile: "There is a layer of dark energy sealed inside. It is extremely old and is an ancient relic."
"Antique? Is it valuable?" Feng Ying was instantly pumped, full of energy and full of energy.
Wisps of black energy were stripped away by Mavis, and the impurities on the surface of this one-foot-square piece of animal skin were slowly peeled off. What was left behind was a piece of long-lasting papyrus smeared with magic potion.
The papyrus paper was densely covered with small characters, and only a very long and narrow tachi was engraved on the corners.
Just from the hidden ability and the super detailed comments, it can be concluded that Mi Gao's judgment is correct. It may not be a profit, but at least it is not a loss.
He was the only one in the team who knew one or two skills of forging, so when Feng Ying looked pitifully expectant, Ye Lin also re-examined the drawing.
"The materials are, shadow stone, dark attribute element crystal, black iron, and some miscellaneous materials. The quenching requires... the dark tendency potion? The creation time must be midnight?"
Ye Lin was stunned. The Dark Tendency Potion was an ancient specialty of Vanes. It was sold at the Celia Chamber of Commerce, but it was usually for people to drink.
Due to the weird forging conditions, this is obviously a sword that maximizes its dark properties!
"The name of the weapon is, Black Knife - Dark Moon?"
A weapon that condenses the essence of darkness and tears away a wisp of night. It makes no sound when swung and erodes the soul.
This is not a small fortune. If this blueprint is sold to Su Nan Workshop, it will probably cost twenty times the original price. Feng Ying will make a small fortune.
Suran City has a long history. Due to the recent influx of outsiders, many aborigines who do not have shops will set up stalls on the streets.
Therefore, people can often find high-quality, but cheap equipment.
Unexpectedly, rice cakes have the ability to identify treasures. This is the auspicious beast, the fortune unicorn.
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The rice cake that instantly turned into a master was well served by Feng Ying and Natalya. He was given a wine glass and a cattail leaf fan. They also agreed on various secret codes, such as if it is worth money, you move the horn, which leg you stretch out, and how much will we quote? Money and so on.
"Mai Lu, do you still have the leaves of the Silver Holy Tree?"
Handing the drawing to Feng Ying, she reached out and poked Mailu's dangling hair.
"Yes, but there are still two pieces left after being eaten by the rice cake."
The silver-white leaves, the size of a baby's palm, have been picked by Mailu for a long time. They still maintain their fresh and tender appearance, have not rotted or dried up, and have a faint magic flow.
The guardian clan to which Tana belongs is not only responsible for protecting the great magic circle, the Silver Sacred Tree is also one of the targets of the guard.
With the leaves of the Silver Holy Tree, the props to protect Guyu are well located.
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"If I become a ghost, please kill me, don't worry."
Moen performed a Zen salute with one hand and his tone was calm and calm. He had long ignored his own life and death.
A wisp of sword intent spread quietly to Moen's neck, tightening his throat like a steel wire, as if if he exerted more force, he would explode with blood.
Moen, whose face was wrinkled and expressionless, suddenly felt horrified from the bottom of his heart. What a terrifying sword intent, which could kill him several times instantly!
The elemental chains on his body and the dragon's seal were lifted, but in just a few breaths, the dark aura deliberately exuded by Mavis caused Moen to rise in black energy and fall into madness.
The courtyard of the dojo felt like it was suddenly plunged into a cold winter season. With Moen as the center point, a layer of frost quickly spread on the ground. The vegetation and flowers in the corners died instantly, and then froze into sculptures.
The breath of death from the underworld made Gu Yu extremely excited. It was this ability from the underworld that deprived all life of death!
However, Siatt, who was on guard, changed her face slightly, and summoned Leiwodin with a wave of her hand. An aura that made her extremely uneasy was emanating from Moen.
"If there is evil, kill it immediately."
The sound of vicissitudes of life was like a wisp of magic sound, and the black Zen staff flew back to Moen's hand. His body stiffened and seemed to turn into a sculpture, like an ancient statue of a bloodthirsty demon.
"Something's wrong!"
Ye Lin was also keenly aware that after going crazy, Moen did not attack as expected. Although he looked ferocious, he still stood on the spot, motionless.
Boom~
Suddenly, an invisible wave of air exploded from Morn, and the cold wind, mixed with black snowflakes, enveloped the courtyard at dusk.
A black humanoid shadow appeared above Moen's head. It was like the wind, ethereal and uncertain, and occasionally made low whimpering sounds, with a ghostly aura.
"Ghosts!" Mavis exclaimed. Souls that are powerful enough to wander around the world without falling into the underworld are called ghosts and gods.
Moen, who was in a crazy state, had met the conditions for the birth of ghosts and gods with his incomparable obsession.
"Kill him?"
Siatt gestured to ask, now there is still a chance to completely destroy this guy's body and soul before Moen transforms.
"No, those are secondary. Look at his feet."
Ye Lin held his forehead and smiled bitterly. This behavior was still a bit reckless. Although Gu Yu did gain a lot, unexpected things also happened.
The ground in the courtyard is paved with flat stone slabs, which are very hard in texture, but now, under Moen's feet, a pool of very fishy, watery mud slowly appeared.
Ghosts and gods are powerful souls wandering in the world, but they will be hunted down by the seventh ghost and god, Horashi, and dragged into the underworld.
Mavis also said in the morning that Moen's body was almost predetermined by the underworld because of his strong obsession that "those who kill living things will fall into hell" and became a "coordinate" of the underworld.
Unexpectedly, Moen, who was about to turn into a ghost and god, would become a living "bait" because of the aura of the underworld, catching the seventh ghost and god, Bola Xiu!
The mysterious behemoth that swallowed up Delos' 300,000 troops in one bite has always been a lingering nightmare for the empire, an absolute nightmare.
Now it doesn't matter whether Moen is destroyed or not, because the seventh ghost has opened its huge mouth and wants to devour and drag away this new ghost.
"You guys, step back and stay away." Ye Lin's face trembled, his voice and expression were cold.
Siatt was startled. This was the second time they saw Ye Lin pretending to be calm. The last time, it was the man with the mysterious bead on his belly who appeared, one of the forms of great will.
"If you devour Suran City, I will bear endless sins in my life and become the next Moen."
In the state of Holy Spirit, Ye Lin's eyes were like lava, and the corner of his mouth twitched violently. He was feeling guilty and blaming himself.
Different from that great will form, now he is simply overconfident in his own strength and thinks he can kill Moen instantly.
But he never took into account the factor of the seventh ghost and god, Biraxiu, which would drag those ghosts and gods who escaped from the rules of the underworld back to hell.
He silently glanced at the sky to prevent Brash from being devoured. He had only one way now, which was to recreate the magic circle that Mal held up the sea of sky.
As long as it is even 1% successful, Moen's aura can be completely concealed.
The mud under Moen's feet has grown to a diameter of three meters, but the speed will skyrocket with an incomprehensible index.
He had seen it in Miranda Plains before. The giant mouth of Brash fished out by Shadow Shadow seemed to be able to swallow the sun and tear off a large piece of the sky.
Then, Ye Lin's figure slowly grew taller, and his whole body was as bright as gold, covering the sun in the Western Mountains. He was like the legend of the ancient Terra star, the "god of light and justice", Biana, who was born bathed in golden light!
Suran City, which was about to enter the night, was attracted by this dazzling figure. The palace, the Suzaku Gate of the competition venue, and various streets and alleys all stared at the dazzling figure in the sky in surprise.
They had no idea what was going on there, or what was going to happen.
Ye Lin carved a set of golden magic arrays in his hands that were extremely complicated and would make ordinary people feel dizzy just looking at them. They expanded in an instant until they enveloped the entire Sunan City.
"Go back!"
The sound of scolding exploded throughout Sunan.
In the blink of an eye, the magic circle collapsed like the sky and sea, passing through the heads of the residents of Suran City, and then sank straight into the earth. This was his first attempt to recreate the great magic circle.
The golden magic circle only appeared for less than two seconds. After being immersed in the earth, to the residents of Suran, it seemed as if nothing had happened, it was just a flash in the pan.
But in the eyes of Siatt and the others, Moen, who had become a semi-ghost, slowly stopped expanding under his feet, and the situation seemed to be improving.
The complicated golden lines firmly sealed the entrance to Bola Xiu. Now the courtyard of Feng Ling's house has become ghostly, with the howling wind, and it has become the connection point between the underworld and Arad in a short period of time.
Boom~
Suddenly, a golden thread broke, and the swamp that had stopped spreading began to spread again. Ye Lin's face suddenly turned pale. He exhausted almost all the magic power in his body, but he could not prevent the monster from appearing.
Sure enough, I still underestimated the difficulty of the big magic circle.
"Don't panic, we are here."
Mavis's white hair was flying, her pretty face was cold, and Usiel's physical arms appeared behind her, wanting to order Bilaxiu to go back as the Lord of the Underworld.
Divine dragon phantom, dimensional rift, angel projection... No matter what, if the magic circle fails to stop Bilaxiu, then use absolute power to blast it back and minimize Su Nan's losses first.
It's a pity that Mo Mei went home, otherwise it would be safer here.
The golden threads broke one after another, and the magic circle broke faster than expected. Just when Xiaoyu couldn't help but take action, Ye Lin suddenly made a stop gesture.
There are mysterious changes inside the swamp!
Zheng~!
Creak~
A knife burning with blue will-o'-the-wisps appeared between the earth, easily cutting through the golden magic circle, and the whole line collapsed.
However, the area of the Death Swamp that allowed Brash to appear has not expanded, but has shrunk a little.
It seems that the momentum of the seventh ghost and god has been blocked by the mysterious existence.
Just by casually glancing at this weird soul knife, it felt like the soul was about to be torn out, flew over to be swallowed by it, and turned into flame nourishment.
A strong arm suddenly poked out from the remaining swamp, which was extremely terrifying, as if a living person was being swallowed by the mud.
It is almost impossible for life to survive in the underworld, but the black armor covered on the arm is clearly the ore of hell.
(End of chapter)