Han Guangzhi has already begun to doubt the life of the Xuanzu. How does it feel that the thirteenth from the left is the Xuanzu. This business experience is more incisive than the avenue they have mastered.

More importantly, he deserves to be a disciple of the Jinjiao, it's too picky.

"Your product!"

The thirteenth from the left is holding Sansheng Huangquan tiles and will never let go. This thing is called Tongshen Tile here, and most people don't choose it at all. The above is gloomy, and only the son of Huangquan, the thirteenth from the left, can feel its power.

This tile can be used as a guide to set up a small blue formation, yellow spring and blue formation.

"All right!"

"make a deal!"

The thirteenth from the left laughed. In order to prevent the thirteenth from the left from cooperating with other disciples, Han Guangzhi wanted to make this business.

"Happy cooperation!"

"Don't worry, I am your big customer. With me, your wealth will definitely improve a lot."

"Huh? You know?"

Han Guangzhi did not expect that the thirteenth from the left would know such things as Caiqi. This makes Han Guangzhi feel that the thirteenth from the left is a bit mysterious.

When Du Xian'er saw the thirteenth from the left took out more than 100,000 immortal stones, the cosmetic contacts were all red.

"Do you have so many immortal stones?"

"Where did it come from?"

"Daughter-in-law!"

The thirteenth from the left thought for a while, compared to doing business in the inner door, letting disciples pay bribes, this is still a good reason.

"My son-in-law!"

Du Xian'er became even more contemptuous, and said that it was the palace lord who took out the immortal stone.

"What is your look, do you still want to ask me for a fairy stone?"

"I was wrong, good thirteen, you just get me some, it really doesn't work, you can let me do anyone."

"shut up!"

The thirteenth from the left clearly saw that Han Guangzhi was already full of black lines, and really didn't want to know Du Xian'er.

"Lao Han, you said you are in Shenzong, other Shenzong, better than this?"

The thirteenth from the left and Han Guangzhi have a basis for cooperation, of course you can say anything. It will be convenient to get things in the future.

"Um!"

"Your Jin Jiazong is too weak!"

"Not so, I think Jin Jiazong is very powerful?"

The thirteen from the left pointed vaguely. After all, the upper echelons of the Jin Jiazong were very low-key, and they were all ruthless people who practiced the golden armour technique. The power of Golden Armor is definitely a drop of ten times in one force, plus the defensive power is amazing.

"You are low-key, don't other sects low-key?"

"Besides, who can make you close?"

Han Guangzhi rolled his eyes. What age is it? The immortal cultivator has gone through so many years of development. With the help of immortal artifacts and magic techniques, he can kill you thousands of miles away.

"Too!"

The thirteenth left nodded, at least other Shenzong, Earth Immortal than Jinjiazong.

"Baotang is about to start, so hurry over!"

Du Xian'er has already begun to urge, Baotang is about to start, and many treasures are among them. These treasures are rare, and Du Xian'er is certainly eye-opening.

"Brother Zuo, do you want to participate?" Han Guangzhi's eyes lit up again, and through him to introduce Baotang, any business fortune would be considered Han Guangzhi's.

"Of course, I want to condense this!"

"what?"

Han Guangzhi glanced at Dragon Slayer, squinted his eyes, and said quietly; "The quality is very good, why is it not a fairy? This, is this from the lower realm? He already has the soul of ten thousand soldiers!"

"Well, from the Lower Realm!"

"Are there any good things that can be sacrificed!"

"Yes, there is, this time in the treasure hall, there are ore from the Mystic Heaven Realm, among them there is a special iron stone that contains ten thousand star quenching!"

"Wanxing is tempered and integrated into the treasure soldier, which can form the original source of sharpness for the treasure soldier."

"real?"

The thirteen on the left was also excited, and Du Xian'er beside him was also stunned. Wan Xing Que, a fairy from the upper realm, actually appeared in the lower realm.

"Brother Zuo, if you have enough immortal stones, there is also a copy of "Eighteen Wind Hammer" in the treasure hall this time."

"That's a book of military craftsmanship!"

"Very good!"

The thirteenth from the left thought for a while, and at the same time looked back at Du Xian'er. Du Xian'er had been listening, looking suspiciously at Left Thirteen. The look in Left Thirteen seemed weird.

In the mind of the thirteenth left, Du Xian'er was wearing a waistcoat, wielding a pair of hammers, and used the "Eighteen Wind Hammers" to beat Tu Long. This scene made the thirteenth left laugh.

"Are you sick?" Du Xian'er gave a blank look.

"Do you still have immortal stones?"

The thirteenth left did not laugh anymore, and forgot to ask about this, and quickly looked at Han Guangzhi.

"The casting technique is also an immortal technique, three hundred thousand immortal stones!"

"That Wanxing Que, also has 300,000 immortal stones!"

"Ahem!"

The thirteenth from the left also coughed, and most people simply couldn't afford it.

"Jin Jiazong, anyone has so many immortal stones?"

"Yes, these monks are not simple!"

Han Guangzhi spoke carefully and walked out of the fourth floor towards the top floor. When I just walked to the top floor, I saw a roar on the opposite step.

"Brother, he is here!"

On the opposite step, Lu Tianhua's eyes were bloodshot, and he was about to rush toward the thirteenth left. Du Xian'er saw it too, and was about to summon Zijin Electric Light Hammer on the spot.

"Condensation!"

A golden thread came out from the eye, and in the ground, those **** patterns suddenly appeared huge pressure. Under this coercion, Lu Tianhua, who had just rushed over, was directly suppressed.

"Wow!"

The people attending Baotang next to him looked at Lu Tianhua in shock.

"Wanbao Pavilion, no manipulation is allowed!"

"Brother, what are you doing?"

Han Guangzhi looked at Lu Tianhua coldly. Lu Tianhua's wealth is not too much. How can Han Guangzhi care?

"Ha ha!"

Left Thirteen smiled faintly, it seems that he doesn't need to do it. Looking at the ground, Lu Tianhua's face was flushed, but the thirteenth from the left didn't even look at it.

"Junior Brother Han, shall we go up?"

"Please!"

Han Guangzhi keeps smiling again, the thirteenth from the left is a big customer.

"Wait a moment!"

Just when everyone was about to leave, a familiar and cold voice came from the other side.

The thirteen from the left has turned his head, of course he knows this voice.

The young man in golden clothes was surrounded by the crowd, and even a three-eyed Xuan Clan standing next to him was still smiling.

"Mingmai Palace disciple, Ziyu!"

Du Xianer's pupils shrank, and she also recognized Ziyu. Ziyu is well-known in Mingmai Hall, under the Eastern Scenery, and strong in Jinjiazong.

"Flap!"

Ziyu walked up and patted his palms.

"Junior brother, let him out, he is my junior brother!"

As soon as Ziyu appeared, Han Guangzhi's eyes were straight. Fortune, that rich fairy qi, was more than when he first saw the thirteenth from the left.

"Han Guangzhi, what's the matter with you?"

The opposite three-eyed Xuan Clan stared at him, Han Guangzhi was taken aback, and quickly took a step back.

"Brother Guangyu!"

Han Guangzhi can't face Han Guangyu. Han Guangyu's wealth is a lot in Wanbao Pavilion. Among the same Xuan clan, Han Guangzhi is not as high as Han Guangyu.

"loose!"

Han Guangyu glared, Lu Tianhua on the ground finally stood up, blushing with shame.