I Am Not Really The Second Generation Of Immortals

Ghost-level mine core!

Tower Master Si Kongya's words echoed on the eighth floor.

Almost all the monks stayed on the spot, their heads buzzing.

The mining core is divided into four levels: Van, Tiger, Ghost, and Dragon.

Fan-grade cores are rare and rare, and Tiger-grade cores are valuable.

As for the ghost-level mine core, it is rare in the world!

Not even in the inventory of Sheng Yuan Bao Pavilion! !

Such treasures can no longer be exchanged with ordinary treasures, and generally only appear in the top auction houses as auctions at the bottom of the box.

boom!

The entire eighth floor exploded in a pan.

"Ghost-grade mine core? Didn't I dream?"

"Oh my god! I actually witnessed the birth of the ghost-grade ore core?!"

"It's really a ghost-level mine core! I also heard that ghost-level mine cores are ghostly like spirits. They not only have extremely mysterious visions, but they are also born with initial wisdom, so they will attack the stone-cutters!"

"My heart... Hurry! Hurry up and save me!"

"Betting on St. Ann is not so terrifying, even ghost-level mine cores are out!"

"In the future, I will be the God of St. Anbulang, my god! I want to put his portrait in my house and bow to incense every day!" Some fanatics shouted.

Countless monks were excited and fanatical, especially those who had already become fans, and they were even flushed with red ears, as if they had cut a mine core by themselves.

An Bulang very indifferently accepted the nuclear income of the ghost-grade mine.

Countless monks cheered him and congratulated him.

At this time, An Bulang is the most shining star in the entire Shengyuan Tower, which is the invincible existence!

There are a few elders of the Shengyuan Tower, already paralyzed to the ground, eyes blind.

Si Kongya wobbled, with tears in his eyes: "It's over... This time, my Shengyuan Tower is really blood-lost, and there are ghost-level cores in the ore..."

The value of ghost-grade ore cores is incalculable.

Si Kongya is even willing to exchange all the ore in this layer for a ghost-level ore core! !

The girl in the bear hat was equally shocked, staring blankly at the teenager with a triumphant smile. Surrounded by countless monks, he was dressed in white, and his body seemed to be covered with a layer of moonlight, and it appeared extremely dusty and mysterious.

What kind of man is this?

Even in the Shenlong Empire, at his age, there can be no more amazing people than him?

Countless monks are either excited and congratulated, or shocked, or lost their souls.

The stone-cutting brother lying on the ground, covering the bloodless wound, said hardly: "Cough...cough...I think...I think I can rescue again..."

Everyone suddenly realized that there was a little stone-cutting brother who was almost free.

"Quick! Use healing techniques!"

There are still many strong players on the field.

Suddenly, one powerful technique hit the stone-cutting brother, stabilizing the stone-cutting brother's injury.

All the monks were filled with emotion.

The beasts of Gamblers have broken through the sky, and they simply cannot describe the current situation in words. I believe that soon, the legend of An Bulang will spread in the fairy city.

Bai Li and others have been in the crowd.

Liang Xiao, Bai Zhen and others looked at An Bulang with great envy and jealousy, without any comparison.

Even Li Bai, looking at the brilliant young man, felt deep despair.

If you saw that An Bulang was gambling on stones before, you can still have a trace of comparison. But now, he finds himself more and more powerless, countless Tianyuan Realm monks and even Shenhai Realm Power, have become fans of peace and security... This young man is too dazzling and too powerful.

Perhaps it is a mistake to regard An Bulang as an opponent?

An Bulang counted the harvest of the eighth floor. The Ziyun Secret Mine was one thousand catties, one top-level ore core, four tiger-level ore cores, and one ghost-level ore core.

"Um... this time the harvest is not bad..." The teenager smiled with satisfaction.

not bad? Is it just good? !

The monks around listened and wanted to beat someone! !

Even Jiang Yaoxing, the ancestor of the Jiang family, couldn't help but clenched his fists.

This sounds pretending to be on his head!

Not to mention, the gains of the eighth tier alone are extremely great surprises even if the Daoist Daoist, Shou Yuanwanzai, asked the Dao Realm. The result came to An Bulang, just not bad?

"Wealth, not waves, we are wealthy..." Hongli fell into great happiness, kept talking, and watched the surroundings alertly, fearing that someone could not help running to robbery.

"Okay, wake up, we will continue to board the building." An Bulang flicked Hongli's forehead and smiled, "Look at you as if you haven't had a good time."

Hongli Duzuijiao hummed: "It's not because of you that you become so rich all at once. People's hearts are easily unbearable, okay?"

"My money is not yours." An Bulang shook his head.

As soon as the teenager finished speaking, his slender arms stretched over his arms.

Hongli noodles are peach blossoms, with autumn water in their eyes, soft and soft juicy judo: "But I am yours..."

The woman's moist red lips lighten up, and the faint fragrance touches the tip of the teenager's nose.

An Bulang was kicked once more. If the ordinary monk had been overwhelmed for a long time, he quickly recovered and continued to walk towards the ninth floor.

No one can stop him from making money now.

The elders of the Shengyuan Tower saw An Bulang going to leave, and his face turned pale.

The Shengyuan Tower has nine floors, and the ninth floor is the treasure of the Shengyuan Tower!

"Gambling, please stay away, you can't go up!" Si Kongya exclaimed.

An Bulang turned to look at the man behind him and said, "Why?"

"There is something wrong with the ninth floor of our Shengyuan Tower and needs to be rectified..." Si Kongya's tone was melodious, and it seemed to be true. "Now the ninth floor is banned and no one can enter or leave!"

At this moment, footsteps heard from the building.

Two old men with deep breath wandered down the stairs.

"Oh, I think it's still worth taking a gamble with Blood Phoenix Ore!"

"No, Zhonglao, I think it's that Bingyu Tianmine is worth a bet!"

The two old men walked from the ninth floor to the eighth floor while discussing, and then they found that the monks on the eighth floor were watching them.

"What are you looking at us for?" the two old men wondered.

The monks turned their attention to the tower master Sikongya.

Si Kongya's mouth twitched slightly and changed his mouth: "There is a big problem on the ninth floor. You can only go out, not enter."

"Fart! Do you need to be ashamed?!"

"Oh my god! This is obviously naked suppression! Suppress our gamblers!"

"Blatantly amending the rules of the Shengyuan Tower, is there any other way? The Shengyuan Hui is also the top three forces of the Hongmeng continent anyway. Is this the same? What is justice? What is the credibility?! Because a monk, he even has a face Don't you?!"

Countless monks who turned into fanatics of An Bulang have condemned Si Kongya.

They are all bigwigs of various forces sitting on one side, but regardless of Si Kongya's identity, if such things are spoken out, it will have a great impact on the Shengyuan.

Si Kongya didn't expect that there were so many people talking for An Bulang. Some bigwigs couldn't even help it.

In the heart of stone gamblers, An Bulang has become their belief.

They just want to watch An Bulang continue to work wonders.

The ore vendors may have more complicated thoughts.

Some vendors feel that they have lost a lot of money, so Shengyuan Tower also has to lose a lot of money. When everyone's ore is pulled to the same level, then they will feel better...

More and more gangsters condemned the Shengyuan Tower, and some even threatened to publicize this behavior of suppressing gambling. If it continues to develop like this, it will definitely affect the stone gambling industry of Shengyuan Tower and even the reputation of Shengyuan Club in the entire Hongmeng continent.

Si Kongya is one big and two big.

He realized that this would not work.

If there are only a dozen people present, you can do this.

However, there were hundreds of big men from various forces on the scene, and even some of the strong people of the Demon Race were upset about An Bulang... what is this...

It's no joke that this force is brought together!

Even the Shengyuan Tower cannot completely block the news.

An Bulang looked at the monks who supported him in some unexpected ways. He never expected that the group of monks who had eaten melons like a fart would have become a big help for him.

Eating more melons has turned into his brain powder! !

"In order to break a few stones, you have to smash the signboard, I think Sheng Yuan will be so bad?" The girl with a veil on her face, who can't see her face, said coldly, seeming to still bring some kind of condescending mean.

Si Kongya grinned on his face, and he felt very appalled.

There are several broken stones in Shente, that is the treasure of the town tower of Shengyuan Tower!

"You all misunderstood what I meant. I really didn't intend to target the Gambling Saints. It is indeed a problem on the ninth floor..."

"What's the problem, you said it!"

"Yes! It’s not a ghost in my heart?"

"Don't you treat us like a fool?"

Si Kongya wiped the sweat on her face, UU read the book www.uukanshu.com said: "You also know that the ninth floor only has 18 secret stones, and they are all the treasures of the tower of the Shengyuan Tower. In fact, there is one Decided that our Presbyterian Church has passed, but just haven’t had time to announce..."

"That is, the price of the secret stone on the ninth floor, from the original one million spirit stones, all raised to two million spirit stones! Yes, we have to double the price!"

"We want to announce this decision and let you choose not to go up..."

The main tower looked embarrassed, looking at the crowd.

This time aroused indignation again, and countless monks shouted that the Shengyuan Tower was shameless.

The price of stone betting is doubled. This is not simply a price increase, but a substantial reduction in the profit of stone gambling players, and the risk of stone gambling failure has increased countless times!

Facing the condemnation of the monks, Si Kongya's face remained unchanged.

Compared with unreasonably hindering An Bulang from ascending the tower, his reason is shameless, but it is reasonable. Even if it is exploded, it will not damage the reputation of Shengyuan Tower.

What's wrong with adjusting the price, this is normal in the Chamber of Commerce!

Even if the price increase will cause the Shengyuan Tower to temporarily lose some business, it is better than the whole army of the treasure of the town tower! !

Even if none of the treasures of the town tower is a good stubble, it is extremely difficult to see the essence. However, the strength shown by An Bulang made the members of the Shengyuan Society really unable to underestimate the enemy. They could only use this method to drive away An Bulang!

Si Kongya smiled and looked at the young boy in white standing in the same place. He smiled and said: "This is something I had discussed for a long time. I don't believe you can ask the elders around you."

The elders around nodded suddenly, saying this was indeed the case.

"So... our dear Gambler, do you want to go on the floor to gamble stone?"

Si Kongya asked with a smile.