Chapter 380
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The person who bought the Butterfly Bead?
Is that me?!
Zhen Xiaoxiao, who was holding the Butterfly Bead, sat in her seat. She was surprised to see the magical currency and the threatening finger in the cloud.
Yang Yan?
Who is Yang Yan?
Do I have to give it to you just because you want it? You even gave me three breaths to get out of here. Who are you?
Zhen Xiaoxiao jumped up from the stool and pointed her middle finger at the damned finger.
"Young friend, Yang Yan is not someone we can afford to offend. Besides, 600,000 magical currency is not a small amount … Hey! Hey! Don't go! "
The 250 Jin divine sense returned to Zhen Xiaoxiao's side. He wanted to persuade her, but the moment he opened his mouth, he saw her jump up, kick the door open, and escape through the air.
I can't afford to offend her. Can't I just hide?
Damn it!
How is that possible?
Huh?
The flight speed of the magic treasure was quite fast! No wonder she's so brave.
Looking at the back of the figure that disappeared into the distance, the 250 Jin's saliva swallowed again and again. He really could not pick up his broken jaw.
"F * ck! Two breaths have passed, and Yang Yan's finger and 600,000 magical currency are still there! "
Some of the guests noticed the shadow in the cloud. They immediately covered their mouths, but screams of surprise still leaked out from the gaps between their fingers.
Who the hell is she?
Did he eat a bear's heart and a leopard's gall? Repeatedly challenging Yang Yan's bottom line?
Everyone's curiosity about the owner of the Butterfly Bead reached its peak. Some were looking forward to the show, while others were observing in secret.
"One, two …"
Yang Yan counted slowly in his heart. Anger slowly crept up his young face.
A mere Breaking Frost Bead and 600,000 magical currency were not worth mentioning at all.
However, there was never a time when Yang Yan could not get what he wanted.
He had already announced his name, but the other party still dared to hesitate. This was simply trampling on his dignity and ignoring his identity as the young master of the True Dragon Sect!
Before he could count to three, Yang Yan's eyes were spitting fire. He immediately pulled out a spear from his back and stabbed it into the cloud!
Earth Flame Tooth Spear!
Spirit Grade Weapon!
An ordinary Enlightened Cultivator would definitely not possess a Spirit Realm Magical Treasure. Only the True Dragon Junior Master and True Phoenix Fairy of the Twenty-Four Dao Protector Sects of Dongling would possess a weapon that could transcend realms.
"He … he wants to break the wooden building!"
"Not good, let's go, the building is going to collapse!"
"That's right, don't get involved in the dispute. I heard that when Yang Yan got angry last time, some innocent bystanders died because of him."
Seeing the tiger claw shaped flame breath that burst out from the flaming spear, everyone present was even more certain of Yang Yan's identity. At the same time, they silently mourned for the five hundred kilograms in their hearts.
Such a good business would probably be destroyed today.
"Yang Yan? A disciple of Master Yi An? How dare he act so willfully? This is not the Music God Sect! "
In the darkness, an old man with a white beard sat quietly. He frowned as he retrieved the medicinal plant he had placed into the mist. He didn't want it to be contaminated by the fire aura and lose its medicinal properties.
However, just as he was about to take the Fengqi Pill …
Suddenly, an angry roar rang out beside his ear!
"Yang brat, don't go too far!"
It was a voice that they were familiar with.
The pressure was different from before. It was like a tide that wrapped up from all directions and instantly stitched up the shattered darkness.
The explosion of the five hundred kilograms caught everyone off guard and shocked them.
"Core Formation Stage!"
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