Chapter 444 The Nine Holy Realms?
Compared with the rocks with black villains, these two stones are as transparent, and even the material is the same! The difference is that it's just one big and one small, one is a herb, and the other is a black villain.
"That black villain is from here!! I said why the material of Na Shensan is so difficult to find outside. Except for the spider's ninth leg accidentally obtained in Handan City, this black villain obviously only appears here!
In this way, the tail scales of the python must also be from this place. Maybe I can collect all the materials to refine the god in this Jiuyin world!"
Su Ming looked at the transparent stone in his hand and the seven-leaf herb inside. The appearance of this grass is very similar to what he saw in the Nine Witch Pavilion during the day. The difference is that his plant has seven leaves, while the one of the man in white has only three leaves.
And even compared to the living leaf, the one of the man in white was obviously very depressed, and the one in Su Ming's hand was full of vitality. Especially under Su Ming's observation, he narrowed his eyes, because he saw that there was an obvious bite mark on the remaining six leaves.
This trace seems to be bitten by the mouth of a poisonous snake...
Looking at the vibrant leaf, a picture appeared in Su Ming's mind. In that picture, this so-called dragon leaf clover, after being sealed in the red stone, in that endless years, in order to survive, this leaf bit the leaf beside it and absorbed it. When the years passed a lot again, it It bit on another leaf until all the leaves were bitten, and it persisted.
"If so, it's understandable... but maybe not." Su Ming muttered that although the grass was in this transparent stone, Su Ming could still feel the smell of a fierce beast.
But this is obviously a herb!
It was the cruel smell of this fierce beast that made Su Ming feel that maybe at the moment this herb was sealed, this leaf quickly bit its other leaves to death, absorbing their essence, and ensuring that there were no other leaves to share the nutrients of the roots with it, so that it could survive. Yes, it's much bigger.
Looking at the herb in his hand, Su Ming could not judge its value and did not know the effect of the herb. All he knew was that the man in white had used the herb to test the authenticity of the dust.
Look at the cautious look of the man in white. This thing is very precious. If this is the case, then Su Ming feels that the one in his hand will be more rare.
After a moment of silence, Su Ming put the transparent stone into the storage bag and sat in the empty room. His eyes flashed with meditation.
"I'm not interested in the gambling conference, but... At the moment, I must participate in this conference, not only to participate in it, but also to use the special ability of the black villain to get the greatest harvest!
As for the eye-catching, as for the disaster, I now have the protection of the war spirit, and there is also the opportunity for the Jiuyin spirit comparable to the witch to take action. In this land of Jiuyin, I simply... publicize it!" Su Ming's eyes flashed. He was cautious, but there was also decisiveness in this caution.
As long as he thinks it is good for him, he will do it without hesitation! If the gambling stone is only based on luck, Su Ming will not participate. This is something that he is not sure about. He doesn't want to waste time on it.
But at present, it is completely different. Knowing the strangeness of the black villain, Su Ming has already moved his heart. Let's not talk about the value of these herbs. There are other things in this red stone. Everything in this kind is equivalent to the creation of opportunity. Su Ming will never give up at this moment.
"It seems that Wu Duo has to make a new decision. He hesitated because he didn't want to participate before. At this moment... it doesn't matter if he participate once!" Su Ming's eyes flashed coldly, closed his eyes, and immersed himself in meditation. Since he was destined to participate in this gambling treasure, since he was destined to be noticed by everyone because of this gambling treasure conference, since he was destined to set off a bloody storm.
So now, there is still half a month left, after Su Ming realized the storm caused by this creation, he chose to retreat and chose to keep everything at the peak in this half month to welcome this time... It's amazing!
With the slow arrival of the gambling treasure conference, there are many witches coming from all directions in the witch city every day. If these people who come are not lucky enough to be transmitted not far from the witch city, then they must have a good cultivation, so that they can finally come to the witch city from these millions of miles.
Today's Witch City is extremely lively. A large number of trading transactions are carried out fiercely every day, and there is no significant decrease even at night.
However, there are still not many people going to Jiuyinling. After all, the price of renting Jiuyinling is really too high... Except for those medium-sized tribes, most of the rest of them are envious.
Half a month is in the daily hustle and bustle, gradually passing by. Lanlan and Ah Hu, after strolling in Wucheng for a few days, they no longer go out. After all, today's Wucheng is a little complicated and there are a lot of people. With their bodies that can't be called Chuwu, they are from
If it hadn't been for Su Ming's protection, the two of them would not have survived in the witch city. I'm afraid they wouldn't even see the wall of the witch city and died on the way.
On the last night of the gambling conference, this night is the quietest night in the whole witch city. Almost all of those shops are closed very early and no longer operate, and most of those witch people are in their respective residences, meditating silently, maintaining the best state, and participating. After dawn, the nine underworld, the witch gambling conference was held.
This will be a grand event, a competition of financial resources, a collision of luck, and a bloody trial!
In Wucheng, there is an attic in the northeast. This is not an inn or a shop, but a long-term residence owned by Haiqiu.
At this moment, in the room on the top floor, there is a woman standing under the moonlight. The woman's hair is swaying and she is wearing a pink shirt. The moonlight falls on her face, revealing a heart-pounding face. The beauty of the face has no flaws... In addition to the frown, there is also a touch of You.
The wind was not strong, but the woman's green silk fluttered. She had been standing here for a long time until the wind gradually became heavier. She raised her right hand and pulled down the blown hair. When her arm was raised, she could see the mark of a red dragon on her snow-white arm in the moonlight!
Wanqiu, the saint of Haiqiu...
Also in this witch city, in the other direction, in a very luxurious shop, there is a woman in white. In front of the woman, there are several people standing respectfully. Everyone is very nervous and whispering something to the woman.
But the woman was obviously listening, but the fatigue and confusion in her eyes sometimes gave people an illusion, as if she had lost her soul.
This woman's face may not be as good as Wanqiu's, but on her body, there is a dusty temperament. The deep eyes and the sense of green spirit emanating from her body make people faintly see that this woman is not a witch!
She is from the fairy family. She is a hostess.
In Wucheng, in another location, in an attic not even too far from where Su Ming is located, there is a middle-aged man sitting cross-legged. The man is thin and not angry. In front of him, there are two women sitting in front of him.
The two women looked almost the same in their faces, but one was soft, the other was indifferent, and their clothes were also different. They sat there, closed their eyes, and were also vomiting.
"Meng'er, You'er, I'll take you two with me this time. As for who can inherit my mano, it depends on your creation this time." For a long time, the middle-aged man opened his eyes, and his eyes were deep and hoarse.
If Su Ming is here, he must feel familiar when he hears this man's voice. If he can think about it carefully, he is likely to remember that this voice only belongs to one person, which is Tianlan's ancestor!
Those two women, one is Tianlan Meng, and the other is Tianlan You! When Tianlan's ancestor's words came out, the two women opened their eyes at the same time.
Tianlan's secluded look showed decisiveness, while Tianlan's dream lowered his head and sighed in his heart.
"After the gambling conference, your experience will begin here!" Tianlan's ancestor glanced over Tianlan Meng and frowned slightly, but he didn't say much.
Time passes slowly, and the nine moons in the sky also disappear as the sky gradually dawns, making the world dark...
In the dark, looking at the Witch City from a distance, the city turned into a large shadow, looking like a fierce beast hiding in the night.
On a mountain peak near Wucheng, there was a figure in black standing at this moment. He looked at Wucheng and his eyes flashed.
"The battle between the lord and Hongluo, although the projection split has somehow dispersed, it can't be contacted for a short time... However, I'm still here, and Hongluo must have dispersed, so fate here... It's not to be afraid!
Fate, do you think you can escape from my eyes... Before the master's second projection split comes, I want to rectify the mess and make a great contribution..."
The indifferent voice muttered from the mouth of this figure. This man is the servant of the emperor, who is only for the immortals of Su Ming in the barbarian land.
"The only thing to pay attention to is the absolute witch here... and the horrible legend of the nine holy worlds..." The figure said to himself and walked towards the witch city.
The sky at dawn is slowly bright, and the darkness of the earth is like an invisible hand, lifting the black curtain covering it, making the earth gradually clear...
A new day, coming, gambling conference... coming!!