Fantasy: After ten thousand years of reading, I became an emperor

Chapter 132

My VIP token for the Heavenly Treasure Pavilion. "

"You hold a block token, no matter where you are in the Burning Sun World in the future, as long as it is within my Tianbao Pavilion's industry, you can buy anything at a 7% discount!"

"If the predecessors still have surplus pills for sale in the future, Tianbao Pavilion is willing to cooperate, and... Tian (of) Baoge is willing to buy the elixir of the predecessors at a price two percent higher than the market price. "

Jiang Bei nodded slightly.

Then, he led the green ox in one hand, and walked out of the auction hall under the escort of many Heavenly Treasure Pavilions

looked at the green cow behind him with lifeless eyes and weak energy.

Jiang Beixuan thought thoughtfully.

The situation of this primeval god and demon was far worse than he had imagined.

According to this state, I am afraid that within a month, its cultivation will fall to the Heavenly Immortal Realm!

The foundation is damaged, the meridians are broken... It's hard to imagine what this green cow has gone through.

He followed Jiang Beixuan solidly.

His life is no longer up to his own devices.

Thinking of this, his heart became even more gloomy

Originally, he was the overlord in the wilderness, commanding countless primeval beings and ancient gods and demons.

It can be described as majestic.

But at this moment, he has become a prisoner.

Even the Immortal Dao... There is no hope at all.

Jiang Beixuan ignored Qingniu's thoughts.

There are still four days left before the Yaodan Conference.

If you hurry up and refine a six-rank Nirvana Pill, you may be able to stabilize this old cow's injuries.

After spending five million and one medium-grade immortal stones, he couldn't let himself suffer.

Using a god and demon royal clan to guard the mountain gate, it's very windy to think about.

Walking all the way, Jiang Beixuan's mood became more and more happy.

With the "Immortal Pill Sutra" in hand, there is no irreparable foundation in the world.

At this moment, a noisy voice came.

In the far street stall market, there is still a large crowd of people.

Sighing constantly, some people shook their heads again and again... Force...

"Humble things, don't be ignorant!"

"What does the princess fancy do, do you deserve it?"

"Bring it. "_

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