Chapter 213 The Witch Clan is selling innate spiritual treasures?!

Author: Jiu Tai Tianmiao

Chapter 213 The Witch Clan is selling innate spiritual treasures?!

Xiang Liu didn't know that the world of fate among the Three Thousand Worlds had fallen into Fang Yang's hands. Otherwise, he wouldn't have said such words.

Queen Houtu looked at Xiangliu with an unfathomable look: "In front of a Yuanhui, Fang Yang entered Buzhou Mountain and refined the essence and blood of the Demon God of Destiny. Where do you think the essence and blood of the Demon God of Destiny in his hand came from?"

After the reminder of Empress Hou Tu, Xiangliu instantly understood something.

"The ancestor witch means that Fang Yang has entered the world of fate and has also obtained the essence and blood of the Demon God of Fate from the world of fate?"

"That's true! There are people outside of people, and there is heaven beyond the sky. After cultivating the twelve capital heavenly evil formation, we twelve people have obtained some of the thoughts that Father God left between heaven and earth. If we can merge into the three thousand great worlds, we can condense a heaven beyond the sky. This heaven beyond the sky is the hope that our witch clan will rise again."

Queen Houtu's tone was quiet and she spit out an amazing secret.

When Xiang Liu heard this, he suddenly realized: "That is why the ancestor witch asked the Zhudan brothers to lead people to attack Shichen Great World. But will Fang Yang hand over the Great World of Destiny?"

As the master of a big world, you must be able to get the wind, rain, and dominate the fate of endless creatures. Xiang Liu does not believe that Fang Yang will give up this benefit.

Queen Houtu said, "Of course not, no one will hand over it. However, as long as he does not stop the integration of the three thousand worlds, it will not affect the overall situation."

"Yes, the ancestor witch!"

Xiang Liu no longer had any questions when he heard this.

At this time, Fang Yang had already started to wander in Pangu City.

Although the resources in the prehistoric world are abundant, most of them are in the hands of major forces, and few casual cultivators can get.

The lower the cultivation level, the harder it is to obtain resources.

Fang Yang has a deep understanding of this. Without the support of Pangu Alliance, he would not have been able to achieve enlightenment for another million years without the support of him.

The resources to consume from the Golden Immortal to the peak of Taiyi Golden Immortal are too huge.

"The picture of the overlord comes out of the bath, which Zulong draws by himself. After visualization, it can greatly enhance the power of spiritual consciousness in exchange for ten spiritual pills that can enhance magic power for ten thousand years."

"Once the cultivation technique of the Dangerous Snake Star Constellation, the powerful magic plague king, once he has completed it, he will not be afraid of all poisons in the world, and in exchange for a medium-grade acquired spiritual treasure-level alchemy furnace."

"The Fox Girl in Lishan, who has taken the innate spiritual root charm fruit, is absolutely worth the money, and only exchanges for a fire-attribute magic weapon of the low-grade acquired spirit treasure level."

"The dragon fruit, the spiritual fruit produced by the top-grade innate spiritual root fire dragon fruit tree, is eager to find an alchemist to refine the fire dragon pill, and the elixirs refined by 82 points."

On both sides of the road, there are many shops, and there are clerks from the Xuanxian Realm shouting outside to attract customers for the shop.

The difference between here and mortal cities is that there is no currency here.

There are virtual currencies inside Pangu League, but Pangu City does not have currency. All transactions are bartered.

The situation in the prehistoric world is too complicated, and monks have countless means. Except for merit, everything else may be fake and it is impossible to unify the currency system.

No matter how complex a currency is, a illusion is thrown away, and the fake one becomes real.

Fang Yang looked in the city for a long time, but he didn't find anything to pick up.

He shook his head and planned to go back to the city lord's mansion. Suddenly, a great witch found him.

The images of the Great Witch are similar, tall, burly and powerful, and the same is true for this Great Witch.

"Fellow Daoist Fang Yang, my name is Houshan. I am ordered by Xiangliu Dawu to be a guide for Daoist. If you want to buy the resources needed by Daluo Jinxian, you can't buy them outside, so you must go to Panhuanglou."

"Panhuanglou?"

Fang Yang's heart moved when he heard this. He heard the name and knew that it was created by the witch clan.

"Then it's a good fellow Taoist?!"

He bowed to the back mountain.

Fang Yang had no doubt about the identity of the back mountain, because he had been following him since he left the city lord's mansion.

Under the leadership of the back mountain, Fang Yang soon arrived outside a tall attic.

This attic is taller than the city lord's mansion, with a ray of spirit soaring into the sky, people coming and going, and every guest is an immortal golden immortal.

Panhuanglou is indeed a big business.

"Fellow Daoist Fang Yang, you came here very well. Today, Panhuanglou is going to auction a innate spiritual treasure."

As soon as Fang Yang entered the door, he almost fell off his chin. It was too generous to auction the innate spiritual treasure? And, is there anything that can capture a innate spiritual treasure?

He thought he had a lot of innate spiritual treasures, but if he asked him to auction a innate spiritual treasure, he would not be willing to do so.

"These fellow Taoists came for the innate spiritual treasure. Usually, there are not so many people in Panhuanglou."

Fang Yang was looking at the environment, and suddenly, he saw a monk wearing a black cloak and tightly wrapped around him walking in.

The monk's cloak is very strange, and he can't see through it, and he doesn't know what kind of treasure it is.

"stop!"

Two great witches in space suddenly appeared and stopped the cloaked monk.

When Fang Yang saw this monk, he knew that this monk could not enter.

Who would be confident in selling the treasure to those who hide their heads and tails? What if it is an enemy, wouldn’t it be a reward for the enemy?

"Well! The old Taoist is an alchemist!"

The cloaked monk coughed and said in an old voice.

Alchemists are very popular anywhere, especially in the territory of the witch clan.

The Witch Clan is not good at elixir refining, and the Wood Witch Clan and the Fire Witch Clan are not good at.

However, the faces of the two space witch tribes darkened: "Alliance master? As long as he is a sneaky person who hides his head and tail, even if he can refine the Nine-Turn Daluo Golden Elixir, he will not even think about entering Panhuanglou for half a step."

As he said that, the two space witches took action together, one left and one right, and captured the cloaked man.

When the cloaked man's cultivation was exposed, Fang Yang discovered that this cloaked man was just the cultivation level of the Golden Immortal.

Houshan explained: "The cloak on this person is a copybook, a messy god post. I have sold several such copybooks. The ancestor of Confucianism and Taoism once said that the son did not say that the strange powers and chaos of the gods were in chaos, so the chaos of the god cloak had the function of covering the spiritual consciousness."

Fang Yang suddenly felt his eyes open when he heard this.

Things involving ancient powerful people are indeed not simple. He felt more and more that the vastness of the world.

After entering the hall of Panhuang Building, Fang Yang saw more strange treasures.

There is the magic whip used by Luohu to drive away his mount, the sycamore tree branches of the Phoenix clan, the vacuum eggs that have not been hatched by the Dragon clan, and the real Qi formation map left by the Qilin clan...

All kinds of treasures are treasures that monks dream of, and Fang Yang was so moved that he saw some of them.

He is not shy in his pocket. He belongs to a big world. He can afford it even if he wants to buy the innate spiritual treasure.

"Where can I buy the innate spiritual treasure?"

Fang Yang turned his head and asked.

The back mountain showed an extremely bright smile: "On the 33rd floor, fellow Taoist wants to buy it, of course."
Chapter completed!