Chapter 469 The Song

Ye Fan laughed and said! "Ziweijiao is really good at doing business and sells leftovers as rare stones."

"You can't say that, the Origin Stone industry has always been like this, willing to be beaten and willing to suffer, and besides, the price we sell for this scrap is not very high," Zhao Fa smiled.

"Sure enough, he only bought this stone because it was cheap. It's too much to underestimate my Wind Clan."

"How can you do this, it's too much!"

The group of young people from the Wind Clan who had always had a bad feeling towards Ye Fan and were very aggressive were very angry at this time.

Ye Fan ignored these people. The Holy Master of the Wind Clan was approaching his birthday. He didn't want to cause unpleasant things with these people. He just made up his mind to pay back their three million jins as soon as possible, otherwise he would always be exposed.

He smiled, glanced at Zhao Fa, and said, "I admire the business of Ziwei Church. But sometimes it is these inconspicuous stones that cut out magical objects."

"Then do you dare to cut it open?" a disciple of the Wind Clan sneered.

The smile on Zhao Fa's face did not diminish, and he said, "I have already heard that Brother Ye's origin technique is amazing, why don't we cut it on the spot, let's open our eyes."

"I originally wanted to give a piece of Originium. It's full of suspense, and I leave it to Holy Master Feng to play with. Since you want to see it, I'll just cut it open."

Ye Fan stepped forward, without taking out the silver knife, he directly cut the stone skin with his fingers, like a divine blade cutting tofu, and the rustling fell to the ground.

Here, there are some young heroes. When they saw someone cutting a stone, they talked about it, and the people at the other tables who were cited all looked here, and many people paid attention to this place for a while.

"chi"

Ye Fan's fingers lightly flicked, and the black stone was completely cracked. He obviously didn't want to waste time and wanted to peel it off directly.

"Is it really rare? See how he doesn't care. I'm afraid it won't be a valuable thing."

"The master of the Origin Technique, Qi Shi, was very careful, but he was shocked. He was really special, not like the way he treated Qizhen."

Ye Fan smiled and asked Zhao Fa, "Brother Zhao, what do you think you can cut out?"

Many people quieted down, Zhao Fa shook his head, not daring to say anything more. He knew very well that Ye Fan's Origin Technique was powerful, and since he dared to cut it, he probably had a certain degree of certainty.

"Brother Ye still cut it open and let the facts speak."

"Clap"

When Ye Fan tapped lightly, the black source stone cracked, the stone skin kept falling, and then a dazzling divine light shot up into the sky. Made many people cry.

"God source!"

"There is a divine source in the house!"

The crowd exclaimed that a piece of leftover material actually cut out the rare divine source, which made them have to marvel that the master of the source technique has the power to turn corruption into miraculous.

Zhao Fa's face was a little stiff, he said it himself, this is a piece of stone skin left by Ziwei Sect cutting out the source of God, and he didn't want to be cut out of the divine object again, his face was hot, like being slapped in the face .

"The source of the gods was actually cut out", and the disciples of the Wind Clan were also stunned, they didn't expect such a result.

Since there is a magical object, why didn't Ye Fan cut it out? Wouldn't it be more glamorous to send it out like that? This puzzled them.

"There is no suspense in sending the source by the master of the source art. Only the rare stone is of the highest grade, and it is worth cherishing." An old man sighed and told the truth.

"Crash!"

All the stone skins were removed, and the dazzling rays of light shot out, like a golden sun hanging in the sky, most people could not face it.

The divine source can be suspended in the air, never sinking, splendid and colorful, this kind of magnificence makes everyone's heart move, and its value is too great.

All the Holy Lands are extremely eager for the source of God, because it has endless magical uses, which involves immortal legends, and many great sects spare no effort to collect them.

Whether a holy place is powerful or not has a lot to do with the source of the gods. The various ordinary monks in it cannot understand it, but they know its peerless and preciousness.

"Enough to be worth 300,000 catties of pure source, this gift is too heavy." Someone exclaimed that this piece of divine source could be as big as half a human head.

Even if other holy masters also gave gifts, it was nothing more than that. As a junior, it was very important for Ye Fan to give such a gift.

"No, there is something in the source, and there are traces of splendor overflowing, which is somewhat terrifying and sacred!"

People soon discovered the anomaly, there was something else in the source, and the mysterious qi flowed out.

Ye Fan was surprised. He didn't find any abnormality when he chose the stone. He just thought it was a piece of divine source, and it was enough as a birthday gift. He didn't want to cut it out.

A piece of dragon horn that looks like a fracture, but is only two inches long. The golden light flows and flickers with splendid colors. It emits terrifying fluctuations, and at the same time, it overflows with an incomparably holy and mysterious aura.

"Sacred object, there is a treasure in the house!"

"Is that... a dragon horn?"

Many people exclaimed, they felt a kind of supreme coercion overflowing in every thread, and they couldn't help but want to worship.

Over time, this terrifying coercion became stronger and more shocking.

At this time, many guests looked at them together, and the radiance of the sky here had already alarmed everyone, even if those Holy Master-level figures were looking from the hall.

"This is the holy horn of the ancient royal family!" Finally an old man recognized what it was.

At this time, the Holy Master of the Wind Clan and other big figures were alarmed and walked over in person to see the divine object in the shape of a dragon's horn.

The ancient king, invincible in the sky and the earth, are all humanoid creatures, invincible, and it is difficult to meet opponents in the ancient years, and their numbers are extremely rare.

Later, others didn't know much about them, and they all got the information from the dusty source stones and ancient mines. Now they are shocked to see such a fetish.

"Yes, this is the natural holy horn of the ancient royal family. It can open the sky and split the earth. It is a peerless divine object!" A holy master-level figure praised.

"The supreme king of the ancient times can be compared with the great emperors of ancient times. Their natural holy horns are the essence and the most precious responsibility. They are the supreme sacred objects used for sacrificing soldiers."

"Although it's just a broken piece, it's worth a fortune, and it's a great gift!"

Several Holy Masters talked about it like this, and they all spoke highly of it, which made everyone even more surprised. Zhao Fa's face was ugly, and he never expected such a result.

Their Ziwei Sect missed the fetish, making him want to vomit blood. It was just a scrap, and even more precious things were cut out.

Fenghuang and some of the Wind Clan's children showed their shocked expressions. The black stone that the other party sent was so precious this time. It was really "connotation" that made them dazed.

"This is not just a sacred artifact for refining soldiers. Grinding it into powder can also detoxify all poisons. It can be used to temper flesh and blood, and it has endless wonderful uses!"

These big men are very respected. It is conservatively estimated that this piece of holy horn more than two inches long is worth more than two million catties of pure source. As soon as this number was said, everyone was shocked.

Even Ye Fan was stunned, he didn't intend to send such a precious fetish, all this was unexpected.

"This gift is too heavy. I can't accept it." The Holy Master of the Wind Clan looked like a middle-aged man, majestic, with black hair like waterfalls, deep eyes, and very powerful.

Ye Fan smiled and said, "You didn't even frown when you gave me three million catties of Yuan, what is this, but please accept it."

"That's good, otherwise. I'm being hypocritical." The Holy Master of the Wind Clan nodded, and at the same time cared about his injury, and asked for a few life-sustaining pills.

At this time, the disciples of the Wind Clan were all embarrassed, and they were all speechless. Fenghuang's younger brother, Feng Lie, came over, smiled and said, "Brother Ye, give me a strange stone anytime."

Ye Fan glanced at him, and was very impressed with this once cheap little panzi, and beat him the first time they met.

then. This guy is very different. If he wants to go to Miaoyu'an, he has to pull him and let him lead the way. He is very good, making him laugh and cry.

Ye Fan chatted with him for a while, Fenghuang shouted angrily not far away: "Fenglie, come here for me!"

Li Heishui was beside him, and laughed, "If you don't leave, Xiao Liezi, I will decide for Ye Fan and give you three strange stones."

"Really, fake?" Feng Lie's eyes flashed.

"Of course it's true, don't forget that it was the two of us who cut out many rare treasures in the Northern Territory Divine City and stirred up the endless situation. You still don't believe me?" Li Heishui laughed.

"Okay, I'm not leaving, I'll hang out with you in the future." Feng Lie sat here, unable to get up, and ignored Fenghuang's words on the spot.

"Feng Lie..." Fenghuang glared at him beside him, with a peerless elegance and beauty like a fairy, at this time there was a different charm to being angry.

"Sister, don't kill me, now I'm an adult." Feng Lie muttered.

The other disciples of the Wind Clan couldn't stand him, they didn't expect him to be so spineless, and actually get together with Ye Fan, which made many of his cousins ​​hate it.

Fenghuang pointed at him, turned around angrily and left without saying anything more.

Next to him, the saints and saints were speechless, and thought Li Heishui was too immoral. Is there such a thing as irritating? This is deliberately unhappy with the Pearl of the Wind Clan, pulling her brother into the water.

"Brother Ye really wants to kill himself?" The son of Zifu suddenly said, his face was flat, but Ye Fan knew that this person did not like him.

Because, he once suppressed the Holy Maiden of Zifu, and there were many rumors in Divine City, saying that the congenital celestial body might be born, and this matter made the son of Zifu brooding.

"That's right, I have to make a decision within half a month. I don't have time to wait. I don't have much time. I don't have time." Ye Fan nodded.

Many people have strange thoughts. Even if Ye Fan smashes his cultivation base and becomes a mortal, it is of great value. Judging from the strange stone he just sent, it is worth the efforts of the major religions to win over.

"You short-lived ghost, it seems that you won't live for a few days, and it is difficult to change anything if you cut yourself off." King Golden-winged Xiaopeng strode forward, his eyes full of wildness and ruthlessness, and his majestic body was flowing with divine light. Like a mountain, he oppressed people and said, "Since you don't have a few days to live, then I'll take action in advance, or I'm afraid I won't have the chance to kill you!"

"Are you impatient to die?" Ye Fan said coldly.

"In this world, it is no longer suitable for people like you to practice. Even God will destroy you with the Great Dao. I will do it for God and send you on the road!" King Golden-winged Xiaopeng was quite arrogant, and in his golden eyes Full of Senhan's killing intent.

"Did you forget that I broke your bone last time?" Ye Fan laughed.

"Last time I bound my hands and feet, this time I will kill you like a bedbug, and let you shed the last drop of blood!" King Golden-winged Xiaopeng's voice was strong and powerful.

"It seems that this battle between you and me is unavoidable, so let's leave the Eight Hundred Gods Island, and don't make trouble for the birthday of the Holy Master of the Wind Clan!" Ye Fan stood up.

"It's exactly what I want, I can't wait to tear you apart!" The golden-winged Xiaopeng king revealed wildly, his golden pupils as terrifying as a knife, said: "I want to rip off every inch of your flesh and blood, and step on yours. Every bone!"

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