Other people look at the eyes, I think it is appropriate to use the material of the four refiners for this flying sword, but Xiao Hua is frowning, because this flying sword is absolutely different from what you have encountered!

“啪啪” Interpretation of the real person to caress, “Dashan, the first transaction of the auction today is a success, quite unexpectedly. I hope that all of you can get what you want!”

Immediately after the obscurity of the monk was sitting, it was the old man of the crane hair, and it was the Heping real person of the bliss. At this time, I saw my turn, thought about it, stood up, took a hand, took out a jade, placed it on the front of the case, and said with a smile: "I have nothing good in this bliss, this thing It’s a rare time when the poor road was experienced in the Xuanyin illusion a hundred years ago!”

“Xuanyin Lingcao?” Sitting next to Heping’s real person is the Qing Dynasty’s real person from the Qing Dynasty, a slim monk with a sacred bone. “I’m too clear about this thing!”

"Well, the poor road naturally knows that you are too much in the Qing Dynasty, so I dare not show off too much!" Heping is not angry, he laughs and laughs. "It’s just that the year of this mysterious grass is too long, and the poor road is daring. Bring it to the ugly!"

"Oh? That's the poor road to look at!" Shangqing stunned and said with a smile.

"Daoyou please!" Heping's real hand smashing on the jade, a flash of light flashed, the ban will be solved, and the hand will be photographed, and the jade will be fluttering to the front of the real person!

The real person in the Qing dynasty carefully lifted his hand, opened the jade, his eyes swept over, his face showed an incredible look, and at the same time many gods were swept over!

"啪". The Shangqing people have been watching for a long time, and they have closed the jade, and smiled bitterly. "Heping Road friends, poor roads... I really admire you, and these tens of thousands of years of Xuanyin Lingcao can also be found. Just don't know what friends want to change? If the bag is ready in the poor storage bag, you can trade now!"

"Well, the poor road needs three drops of red dragon blood!" Heping said, "There are three drops of real red dragon blood!"

"Red...Red Dragon Blood???" The real person was stunned. "I am too Qing Guardian 蟒 也 也 也 也 也 也 也 。 。 。 。 。 。 。 。 。 。 。 。 。 。 。 。 。 。 。 。 。 。 。 。 。 。 。 。 。 ! ! If you turn the gods, how can I get the Yuanying monks? Besides, I have a real red dragon in the rainy continent. What do you want to do with the red dragon blood?"

"Upper Qingdao friends, what is the use of that is a poor thing, if not, the poor road, this Xuan Yin Lingcao keeps it!" Heping real person is still there and Yan Yue color, "Since tens of thousands of years of Xuan Yin Ling There are grasses. If you don’t believe in the poor road, you can’t find the real red dragon blood!”

At this point, a light voice floated: "Heping Daoyou, slaves ask you, is it a red dragon blood? Others such as black dragon, white dragon?"

"White Dragon?" Xiao Hua did not care, and suddenly heard it. I only feel that there is a spirit in the whole body. Even the hair is upside down. I don’t think that I think of the blood on the Huanghualing Mountain.

"Hey, it turned out to be a geese to break the moon fairy. Good to teach the fairy to know, the blood of the black dragon is too tyrannical. The blood of the white dragon is too cold!" Heping really laughed, "I fear that only the blood of the red dragon Most suitable for the poor!"

"This way!" There was a trace of disappointment on the face of the Moon Fairy. "The slaves have a few drops of dragon blood. Well, the slaves can guarantee that they should be the blood of the real dragon. But it is not the red dragon!"

"This way!" Heping was also disappointed, whispered. "I don't know what kind of dragon blood is the blood of the real dragon in the hands of the fairy?"

"Oh, what is the dragon blood crane Pingdao friends must know?" The broken moon fairy shook his head, "unless the Taoist friend promised to give back one step, the slave can tell!"

Heping’s real person closed his eyes and looked at it. It seemed to be thinking, and then opened his eyes and sighed: “But it’s all. The world’s things have been difficult since ancient times, and the poor roads have retreated half a step! Breaking the moon, friends, this dragon blood It may not be a red dragon, but it must be the blood of the real dragon, otherwise your trade will be void!"

"Slow ~" is not waiting for the moon-breaking moon fairy to nod, Qijianghai and the dead leaves of the left are shouting in unison.

"Hey?" The real people of the dead leaves saw Qi Jianghai’s voice, and he said, "Qi Daoyou, how do you fight against the old man? You... do you have the blood of the real dragon?"

"How? Dead leaves, only you have Qiqiaomen, can you not have Shang Huazong?" Qi Jianghai replied rudely, "This is the bidding meeting of Yuming City, as long as Qi is true. Why can't you bid for the blood of the dragon?"

"What? You also have the blood of the real dragon?" The moon-moon fairy almost covered his mouth. The face of Heping’s real person shows ecstasy!

"Yes. The old man has a drop of dragon blood!" Qi Jianghai replied, and immediately looked at the dead leaves and asked, "A dead leaf friend? Is there two drops?"

"The old man has only one drop!" The dead leaves sighed and looked at the broken moon fairy.

The moon-breaking fairy is a kind of fun, a kind of indescribable meaning, saying: "The slave... seems to be a drop!"

"Ha ha ~" Quan Hong smiled, "Heping Daoyou, it seems that this bidding meeting, it is doomed that the Taoist friends will not return empty-handed!"

"Oh, it is." Heping real people almost smiled. "The only worry for the old man is that the three friends of the three drops of true dragon blood... are completely different! The old man only needs two of them to be similar, then the first Three drops are not a problem!"

"The slave is the blood of the white dragon!" The moon-moon fairy smiled.

"When!" Xiao Hua’s heart burst into a big jump, and in general, they all looked at Qi Jianghai and the dead leaves.

"The old man is also the blood of the white dragon!" The dead leaves really laughed.

"When!!" The second loud earthquake sounded in Xiao Hua's heart!

"It's hard to be..." Xiao Hua gave birth to a trace of doubts!

But when everyone looks at Qi Jianghai, Qi Jianghai smiles: "Since Heping Daoyou does not care about this third drop of dragon blood, then Qi will not say it!"

Immediately, Qi Jianghai's voice to the broken moon fairy and dead leaves real people, seems to be discussing what, a whole plant of Xuan Yin Lingcao, if the three are equally divided, it is also appropriate! The key is that tens of thousands of years of Xuanyin Lingcao, even the Qing Dynasty's Qingqing real people are jealous, they can not let go!

Sure enough, the three men argued for a moment, it seems that a temporary agreement was reached. They each took a shot and took out an exquisite jade bottle in the storage bag and placed it on the case. As the aura flew to Heping. In front of you.

Xiao Hua Shen read the jade bottle, but unfortunately there are countless bans on it, and God can't penetrate it, so I can't see what dragon blood is inside!

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