MTL - Immortal Mortal-v18 Chapter 1088 Year disk

"Predecessors, if the younger generation can help the seniors get the ice, what will the seniors pay?" Mo Wuji knows that he can't argue with the hard-working people about the value of the ice, because he simply does not understand this.

Mo Wuji just finished this sentence, he felt a breath instantly swept through his body.

A strong and powerful mind, you can't help yourself, and you are ready to do it at any time.

The painful people apparently checked it once and did not seem to feel the breath of any extremely iced bamboo. This sighed and said, "If you can help me get the ice bamboo, I will lend you the years." time."

He believes that as long as there is a very iced bamboo, he can feel the breath. As for saying that Mo Wuji got the extremely iced bamboo, he borrowed the years to Mo Wuji, which is completely nonsense.

Can you go away when you enter the land of God? If he enters the land of the gods, he will be able to walk away, and his painstaking people will not be here for a long time.

Mo Wuji said faintly, "I heard Kun Yun say that your nickname is Dark Road Jun. If I have not guessed wrong, you should be one of the four monarchs under the Eight Saints?"

The painful people disdain to say, "When is the Four Daojun under the Eight Saints? My painful people are the Dark Road King, everyone knows, you don't need to remind you."

Unscrupulously smiled, "You are a monarch, actually surrendered under a hypocrite saint, and live is also really sad. If I am you, as long as someone can bring the extremely ice bamboo to restore my strength in the heyday, I I would rather give him the exchange of the years. Otherwise, do you think that others will exchange your ice sheets for 10,000 years? Only idiots will do this."

Although it is said that Mo Wuji is ready to be an idiot, the time is his must-have.

The bitter people were unexpectedly not angry, but they were silent and said for a long time. "You know the location of the extremely iced bamboo. You can't leave the land of the gods, and there is no way to leave the cave."

Mo Wuyi waved his hand. "This is my business. You just want to say that you are willing to exchange with me. If you are willing to exchange with me, leave it to me."

It’s been silent for a long time, and the bitter people said, “If you exchange, the value of an extremely iced bamboo and the age of the moon is very different. Do you think that if you give it, are you willing to exchange?”

"Wrong." Mo Wuji said without hesitation, "Predecessors say this, I don't know if the predecessors came from mortal cultivation?"

The painless people swept the Mo Wuji, calmly said, "Do not remind me, I know that you are practicing humanity, otherwise, there will be no such mortal atmosphere. You are not wrong, I am also from the same The mortal is coming from cultivation."

Mo Wuji continued, "If you are still a mortal, you walk in the desert with a huge piece of gold. You must be thirsty to see you, now there is a choice in front of you, you need to use this huge The gold nuggets exchange a bottle of water, are you willing or not?"

The bitter man is silent again. Can he not understand if he is unscrupulous?

Walking in the desert with gold nuggets is a burden. Turn this burden into a bottle of water before dying, as long as people will agree?

Just like he is now, he is not a burden with his years. Countless people scolded his years, so that he could only hide here and linger. The value of the age plate is not known to be much stronger than that of the extremely iced bamboo. But for him, the ice-cold bamboo is now the bottle of water, and the age plate is the gold nugget that allows him to increase the burden.

"Your eloquence is very good, but an extremely iced bamboo still can't make me pay for the years. Even if I am thirsty, I don't want this kind of unequal exchange to appear on me." The bitter people said faintly.

"What else do you need?" Mo Wuji asked calmly. He was ecstatic in his heart. As long as the other party dares to bid, it is easy to handle.

"Ten of the best spirits, remember is the best of the gods." The painful man stretched out a palm, "and in addition to the extremely iced bamboo, give me the best moisturizing body treasure, at least the innate level..."

When you hear the words of the hard-working people, Mo Wuji has some blasphemy.

Seeing the unscrupulous god, the bitter people said faintly, "How do you think the price is too high?"

Mo Wuji took a breath and said without hesitation, "the deal."

He didn't think the price was too high, but he thought the price was too low. There are seven or eight hundred of the best gods in his body. Even if he is going to take a hundred, he does not care. I did not expect that the hard-working people actually only had ten. As for the best moisturizing innate treasures, what he has is Hongmeng, this thing is not worse than the innate treasure? Give a bit of a heart to a bitter person.

Mo Wuji does not know how great a splendid **** is. The reason why he got so much is that there is a crack in the gods, and then the rules of the gods are restored. If there is no crack in the sky, each of the best gods, it is the top treasure, countless strong competition.

Even if Kun Yun gave him 500 best spirits, he did not think that these gods were all unscrupulous. In his thoughts, if Mo Wuji could help him open his rhythm world, he earned a lot. It is. If you can't do this, you can only do it in the end. Mo Wuji’s body has disappeared, and those gods are still his own.

The hard-working person does not know this. If he knows this, he will definitely ask for a thousand.

"Well, you go out and look for things now, come back and find me to trade." The painful people waved.

"No, I have something now." During the speech, Mo Wuji took out a jade bottle and a ring and threw it to the bitter people.

"Hong Meng lived?" The painful mind of the mind has not penetrated into the ring, and excitedly grabbed the jade bottle, even the body is a little trembling.

Hong Meng lives, this is Hong Meng’s interest...

The dreams of Hong Meng lived and were sent to him. It is in the hands, he still has some doubts that he is an illusion.

"This thing should be enough to nourish your body?" Mo said arrogantly.

The minds of the painful people sweep into the ring, and the ten best gods are lying in it. Every **** spirit also carries a kind of open weather, it is definitely open weather, this is the **** of the gods. It is a few times higher than the average of the best gods.

"Good things, good things..." The bitter people said a few good things in succession, and one hand has already collected things into their own world. No matter what he is going to say and do, he will never take it out.

After receiving the things, he looked completely different from Mo Wu’s eyes. "You can rest assured, as long as you can get the ice bamboo again..."

"No, my extremely iced bamboo is already here." Mo Wuji had a hand, a long, one-foot-long, crystal-clear bamboo appeared in his palm. The leaves of the ice bamboo are like the snowflakes in the fairy tale, with a rounded six-petal, a total of eight.

Originally, there was nine bamboo leaves in the extremely iced bamboo. It was taken off by Mo Wuji. The bamboo leaves were lying in his mortal world.

"The extremely iced bamboo, really is the extremely iced bamboo..." The tone of the bitter man is not only as simple as shaking, his eyes are full of extreme desire, eager to get the extremely iced bamboo. The extremely iced bamboo and Hong Meng lived at the same time, he could not only restore his full strength, but even further.

When you look at the eyes of the painful people, you know that the use of this thing for the painful people is more important than what he said.

"Come to me, give me the ice bamboo." The painful people eagerly stretch out the fingerprints to catch the ice.

Mo Wuji took up the cold ice bamboo and snorted, and the momentum of the whole body was crushed, and the handprint of the painful man was instantly broken.

"My respectful name calls you a predecessor. What do you mean by this? Three things, I first gave you the glory and the best of the gods. And now you have not seen me even the years, but I want to Ice Tianzhu gives you, the world has this means of exchange? I am unscrupulous for the first time to see." Mo Wuji's face is a bit gloomy.

During this period of time, his storage gods have long locked the bamboo house, as long as the painstaking people dare to make moths, don't blame him.

The bitter people forced their own excitement and eagerly said, "I am not..."

During the speech, he had a disc in his hand. The disc revealed a vast vicissitudes of life, with a strong rhyme. There are many good things that Mo Wuji has touched. He has a heaven and earth stove. So when I look at the disc, he knows that this is definitely the time.

Mo Wuji nodded and grabbed the iced bamboo again. He said in a step forward, "Let's change hands."

During the speech, Mo Wuji sent his hand forward.

Even if the things in the hands of Mo Wuji are urgently needed by them~www.novelbuddy.com~ The bitter people are still hesitant at the moment of exchange.

Years, his years. At that time, he relied on this age plate. He crossed countless levels, and almost even the saints were jealous of him. He can become one of the four kings, not because of the dark rules of his cultivation, but because of the age.

Because of the years, he can grow up quickly and then grab more cultivation resources.

Now he has to send out the years, which is no less than bleeding in his heart.

He subconsciously looked at Mo Wuji, Mo Wuji expression calm and waveless, it seems that he did not fear that he turned his face. Kun Yu sighed and still handed a little bit of hesitantly to the front of the disk. Is it exchanged? Under the rush, he did not consider it.

His strength can be stronger. Today, he will definitely force him to leave Mo Wuji. After killing Mo Wuji, he will take away the things of Mo Wuji.

However, his current strength has almost dropped to the freezing point. Just like the story that Mo Wuji said before, now he is a mortal who is about to die in the desert.