This moment.

Everyone in the venue looked at Taoist Qian Huan. The blueprint of the Tomb of the Gods had already spread to all states.

There have always been rumors that the original is in the hands of the Taoist sect, but I didn’t expect that Taoist Qian Huan would actually take it out to exchange for a ninth-grade elixir.

Everyone sighed. Although the ninth-grade elixir was good, its value was really not as good as the blueprint of the Tomb of the Gods.

As for why Taoist Qian Huan took it out for exchange, everyone said that they didn’t understand the world of the strong.

But everyone knew that if Zen Master Wuxiang couldn't come up with something good, the Berserk Pill would definitely fall into the hands of Taoist Master Qianhuan.

"It's just a piece of torn paper." Zen Master Wuxiang sneered, and slowly raised his palm. A fist-sized ball appeared in front of everyone. "This is an unknown relic. It is rumored to be the relic of the monk Fulong. I wonder what Young Master Ye thinks of it?"

"Change it!" Ye Changsheng threw the Berserk Pill to Master Wuxiang without hesitation, "This relic contains the wisdom of a great monk. It is worth collecting and owning."

Zen Master Wuxiang smiled and said, "Young Master Ye is so young, yet he has such a keen eye. It really makes us feel ashamed of ourselves."

As he spoke, he threw the Fu Long Relic to Ye Changsheng, who waved his sleeves and put it into his spiritual ring.

Taoist Qian Huan did not get the Rage Pill, and he looked disappointed. "Young Master Ye, I want to know what Young Master Ye thinks about the map of the Tomb of the Gods in exchange for the Nine-transformation Blood-raising Pill."

Ye Changsheng said calmly: "No change!"

Taoist Qian Huan looked extremely unhappy, and asked coldly, "Why, Young Master Ye, don't you plan to explain?"

Ye Changsheng ignored him and glanced at everyone present, "Nine Transformations Blood Boosting Pill, anyone else wants to exchange it?"

The ancestor of the Beiming family came out hunched over, "Young Master Ye, I have a tortoise shell here, I wonder if I can exchange it for your Nine Revolutions Blood Boosting Pill."

As the voice fell, he raised his hand and waved the scepter lightly, and a tortoise shell appeared in the void. Everyone's eyes fell on the tortoise shell and they all laughed wildly.

The tortoise shell in front of him was so broken that it looked like it could explode at any time. It was basically a defective product.

The map of the Tomb of the Gods could not be exchanged for the Nine-transformation Blood-raising Pill, so how could it be exchanged for a piece of broken armor? Ye Changsheng looked at the tortoise shell in front of him, forcibly suppressing the shock in his heart, "Senior, I will exchange with you."

The Nine Revolutions Blood Boosting Pill flew towards Bei Ming Wu Di. Ye Changsheng put away the tortoise shell and said, "Senior, you have a hidden disease. Taking the Nine Revolutions Blood Boosting Pill will do you a hundred benefits and no harm. If you don't mind, you can leave after refining the pill in the Sword Palace."

Bei Ming Wu Di nodded, "Thank you, Young Master Ye."

Ye Changsheng smiled calmly to show his respect. Then, he looked sideways at Yun Chonglou and said, "Next, the sale of elixirs, spiritual fluids, and spiritual herbs will be left to you."

"Ancestor, Grandpa, Changsheng is leaving first."

"Young Master, rest assured. Ah Yun will not let you down." Yun Chonglou bowed and said in a loud voice, "Seventh- and eighth-grade elixirs, spiritual liquids, and spiritual herbs are now on sale. Those who have registered can come forward and pay for them."

As the voice fell, everyone rushed forward, not afraid of being trampled to death.

at this time.

Ye Changsheng retreated silently, his figure turned into a stream of light and rushed towards the sword tomb.

Ye Xiaoxuan and Ye Cangyun looked at the heated scene in front of them, both of them feeling mixed emotions. Over the years, Ye Changsheng really had a good grasp of the domineering and arrogant side of things.

First, he ordered the Tianyu Chamber of Commerce to leave the Sword Palace, and then, he repeatedly rejected the Taoist sect in public. Is this really a good idea?

Ye Changsheng didn't care about the two people's worries at all, and his figure floated in the air and landed on the cliff behind the sword tomb.

Sit cross-legged and gaze at the waterfall rushing down in front of you.

The next moment.

A rusty little tower, a broken tortoise shell and Fulong relics appeared before him, and he murmured to himself, "I hope you won't let me down."

Ye Changsheng's spiritual sense is powerful and he can detect auras that others cannot. When these three treasures appeared, the terrifying aura they emitted shocked him.

But what exactly it is, whether it is a blessing or a curse, he doesn't know yet.

Among the three treasures, the one that excited him the most was the Fulong Relic, the one that amazed him the most was the broken tortoise shell, and the one that made him feel dangerous was the rusty little tower.

then.

He put the rusty little tower and the tortoise shell into the system. The Fulong relic fell on his palm and he clasped his five fingers together.

boom.

The Fulong relic exploded, and a golden aura flew out from the relic and wrapped around Ye Changsheng's arm.

This is Ye Changsheng's face changed drastically, and he nodded as he watched the golden aura slowly sink into his wrist. Soon, a golden dragon pattern totem appeared.

It was like a lifelike golden dragon tattoo carved on his arm.

Dragon spirit?

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

Ye Changsheng found a piece of information appearing in his mind. After a quick glance, he realized that the so-called Fulong relic was not a relic at all, but a dragon ball.

Sealed in the dragon ball is the spirit of a five-clawed golden dragon, which is the golden dragon totem on his arm now.

This moment.

Ye Changsheng was so excited that he almost jumped up. He made a fortune this time. He didn't expect that Master Wuxiang had such a treasure in his hands.

It was truly fate that I was able to obtain the Dragon Ball this time. If the Dragon Ball had not fallen into the hands of Zen Master Wuxiang and been mistaken by him for a Buddhist relic, it would have probably been destroyed long ago.

Everything was arranged by fate, but in the end it was you who benefited.

I have to say, when luck comes, no one can stop it.

Just when he was overjoyed, the smile on his face disappeared, and murderous intent flashed in his deep eyes. He said in a cold voice: "Since you are here, why don't you show up and see me!"

As the voice spread, a figure appeared proudly on the lonely peak on the side of the cliff. He was wearing a gray Taoist robe. He had no immortal temperament, but gave people a sinister and treacherous feeling.

"Are you from the Taoist sect? Are you here for the ninth-grade elixir?" Ye Changsheng said calmly without turning back.

The visitor said in a deep voice: "No, it's not for the ninth-grade elixir, but for everything on you."

Swish.

He turned into a wisp of residual shadow and rushed towards Ye Changsheng. A terrifying pressure enveloped him, and he displayed his half-step emperor realm cultivation, obviously intending to kill Ye Changsheng with one blow.

On the martial arts field.

Ye Xiaoxuan looked far away, looking in the direction of the sword tomb, "Sending this kind of bastard to assassinate Changsheng, the Taoist ancestor must have lost his mind."

Ye Cangyun said angrily: "This old guy actually sent someone to assassinate Changsheng, I will kill him with my sword."

Ye Xiaoxuan said again: "No need, the Taoist assassin is already dead, his head was smashed by Changsheng's sword."

Ye Cangyun was shocked, his voice trembling as he asked, "Ancestor, killed instantly? What realm is that person at?"

"Half-step to the Emperor Realm!"

Ye Cangyun: “.”