Pick Up The Invincible World Attributes at the Start

"A middle-grade spiritual vein? There is a middle-grade spiritual vein here?"

Wang Xiaozhang was shocked immediately.

"Brother Luo, you are so lucky! You just harvested more than a dozen low-grade spiritual veins from Huamomen, and now you encounter a middle-grade spiritual vein again? A middle-grade spiritual vein is not comparable to a low-grade one. Between the two, it is a conversion ratio of one hundred times!!"

The more Wang Xiaozhang talked, the more excited he became.

It seemed that it was not Luo Fan who harvested the middle-grade spiritual veins, but him.

"Xiaozhang, you still underestimate the attraction of middle-grade spiritual veins to us practitioners. I can guarantee that once Brother Luo spreads the news that he has middle-grade spiritual veins, he will definitely be able to make those Wu Zunjing and even Wu Sheng Moreover, the price is definitely not a hundred times what you think, even if someone is willing to bid for 50 billion spirit stones, I think it is normal."

Yuan Jiasi patted Wang Xiaozhang's head lightly, reminding him.

"Hiss~"

When Wang Xiaozhang heard this, he immediately took a deep breath.

"Senior sister, are you trying to frame me? According to the book, the conversion ratio between spiritual veins is one hundred!"

"How many of the things in the book can be taken seriously?"

After a trace of disdain appeared on Yuan Jiasi's face, he said lightly:

"Not to mention, how many years ago was the price of the spirit veins recorded in the book you read? At that time, there were a lot of spirit veins, so the price was naturally cheap. But now? Even a holy land elder like Wu Qiongdao , are so eager for low-grade spiritual veins, let alone middle-grade spiritual veins."

Yuan Jiasi paused, looked at Luo Fan, full of envy, and continued:

"I even think that the price I mentioned is considered low."

"The price of 50 billion spirit stones is still low!"

Wang Xiaozhang was shocked again.

Watching the performance of Yuan Jiasi and Wang Xiaozhang's sister and brother singing together, Luo Fan always felt like watching a play.

I couldn't help but want to laugh out loud.

Finally he opened his mouth and said:

"You guys think too much, this is not an ordinary middle-grade spirit vein, but a middle-grade spirit vein of Yin attribute. Even if it has some value, it is almost impossible to reach a height of 50 billion."

"A middle-grade spirit vein of the yin attribute?"

Yuan Jiasi was dumbfounded for a moment.

"How could it be a middle-grade spirit vein of Yin attribute?"

"Brother Luo, since it is a Yin-type spirit vein, even if it is a middle-grade one, there is no point in taking it away! Have you forgotten the Yin-type spirit vein that we encountered near Witherbone City? Can attract ghosts, even those ghost cultivators and yin cultivators don't like it!"

Yuan Jiasi looked at Luo Fan in puzzlement and asked.

"Maybe when it's useful, anyway, it's not difficult to get rid of such a spiritual vein. You just wait!"

Luo Fan smiled faintly, and silently reminded the brats to keep moving.

"Boom!"

The earthquake that had been suspended for a long time reappeared.

The practitioners who have not dispersed around also feel that Monk Zhang Er is puzzled.

Why did it start again?

Originally, more than half of the cultivators who gathered here had left because of the Tianluo clan's affairs.

The rest, also want to hug a group to keep warm.

Jointly confront the troubles and opportunities that may arise next.

They have no expectations for the movement in this mountain range.

after all.

This time the Luoyuan Valley Grand Competition was completely open, since it was a conspiracy of the Tianluo tribe.

How could it be possible for the Luo tribe to leave something really good for them, a group of human cultivators?

The previous movement suddenly stopped.

But because of the huge movement, many practitioners still fell.

It also made them more sure of the idea.

Now there is movement again.

The rest of the practitioners gathered here suddenly had a different idea.

A group of people felt such a big movement.

With the strength of the Tianluo clan, it should be impossible to create such an ability.

Definitely still baby.

Some people think so.

This is still the conspiracy of the Tianluo clan.

It is to let more human cultivators die miserably amidst such movements.

Noisy and piercing discussions sounded around the violently shaking mountains.

until……

Little devils, when the middle-grade spirit veins were sent to the surface, their discussions stopped abruptly.

But it stopped for a moment.

An even louder discussion sounded like a tsunami.

"Damn it! Is it because my eyes are blurred? How could it be a middle-grade spiritual vein? It turns out that this is a middle-grade spiritual vein with a yin attribute. If it is sold, it is also a good thing worth tens of billions!!"

"Is this the good thing that caused this shock? Chiliu! My saliva is left behind. I'll see later, who dares to snatch it from me!!"

"A middle-grade spirit vein with tens of billions of spirit stones!! Here I come!!"

"..."

"Brother Luo, what should we do?"

The surrounding discussions also reached the ears of Luo Fan and his party. Wang Xiaozhang frowned and asked worriedly.

"What should I do? Not everyone can snatch my things!!"

Luo Fan chuckled, holding Ran Qiqi in his arms, like a gentle son, bursting out with a strong aura of nobility, and lightly flew into the air, in front of all the practitioners, ready to put away this spiritual vein.

"Boy, how dare you!!"

Seeing this, a strong man at the peak of the Martial King Realm, his eyes were almost red, he immediately roared and rushed towards Luo Fan.

At the same time, among the crowd, there were more than a dozen strong men at the Martial King Realm, who couldn't control your greed and anger, and shot at Luo Fan at the same time.

"If you're looking for death, you can't blame me!!"

Luo Fan glanced at the group of people coldly, summoned the Ghost Blood Knife, and seemingly casually slashed at several Martial King Realm practitioners rushing over.

Luo Fan is no longer worried, exposing the ghost blood knife to the eyes of outsiders.

The Ghost Blood Knife with the inscription on the sword technique engraved is quite different from its original appearance.

And Gan Jie also failed to refine this knife at the beginning.

Not used much.

Everyone only knew that the knife was in Gan Jie's hands.

But the understanding of it is also those in the legend.

Luo Fan also knew about it.

According to the legend, the appearance of the ghost blood knife is completely different from the one in my hand now.

Almost impossible to be found.

This is the legendary Ghost Blood Knife.

"Pfft~"

The blood-colored sword light burst out, and under the horrified gazes of countless cultivators, it took the lead in beheading the strong man at the peak of the Martial King Realm in half.

With a "click", it fell to the ground, and the dead could not die again.

Several other cultivators at the Martial King Realm were not as fast as this strong man at the peak of Martial King. When the former was killed, they were still some distance away from the bloody sword glow.

See this scene.

He was frightened out of his wits in an instant, turned around with a look of horror and wanted to run away.

pity.

These sword lights did not give them any chance to escape.

The moment they turned around.

"Puff puff ~"

A low and muffled sound suddenly spread to the ears of every practitioner present.