Chapter 218： Contend for the soul-raising wood (1/2)

The soul-raising wood taken out by the mysterious man caused a sensation in the audience.

However, the people present were all elite disciples of the big powers and superpowers. After the excitement calmed down, they found out what was wrong.

The value of the soul-raising wood is not comparable to that of a metallic spar that can refine a holy weapon. Which swordsman gets it is not always hidden and afraid of others, but how can this person take the initiative to make it? What about the transaction?

Countless spiritual power swept towards the soul-raising tree in the man’s Xuanbing jade box, and he waited for everyone’s spiritual power to scan it before he said hoarsely: “You must have found it too. My soul-raising tree is dead. It can still be used to nourish the soul, but it cannot be attached to the soul.”

”If it weren't the case, I wouldn't take it out in exchange for the necessary refining materials.” He didn't hide it either. Everyone has their needs. If there is really a piece of soul-raising wood that is not dead, he will only take it out if he is crazy. trade.

Hearing what he said, many people showed disappointment and smiled secretly. This is what it should be.

Lou Mu Yan’s eyes hide a smile, and the dead soul-raising wood is bound to be a lot less people competing, and the possibility of burning the body after the fight is much less than that of the living soul-raising wood.

Others may not be able to deal with the dead soul tree, but the sea of ​​green mist in her body can make the dead tree come in spring. As long as it takes a period of time to grow, this piece of soul tree should be able to rejuvenate.

Many people in the field have lost interest in the soul-raising wood. Although a piece of dead soul-raising wood can nourish the soul, they are not sword masters who practice special soul skills such as ghost cultivation. The soul nourishment is not as good as the previous Danlou. The auctioned Yangqi Dan is useful for nourishing meridians.

Of course, there are sword masters who have not given up. No matter how you say, the soul-raising tree is a god-level spiritual object.

Maybe it can still be used when it is critical.

Many of the great sword masters present who had metal refining materials in their hands showed them to the man in the black cloak, holding a mentality that they can be exchanged.

The man in the cloak shook his head one by one after seeing most of them, failing to meet his expectations.

Elder Xiao pondered for a while, and took out an oak-colored spar and handed it over, “This is an oak crystal, which has mutated from ten thousand-year oak to produce metallic dendrites.”

He didn't say much, let the man in the black cloak judge for himself.

He was very interested in the dead soul tree. After all, he is an alchemist, and the soul tree can also nourish spiritual power.

It's a pity that he is not a swordsman of metallic elemental force elements, so he doesn't have any better materials for refining metallic artifacts.

The man in the cloak took a look and nodded. He didn't indicate whether he wanted it or not. Obviously he still wanted to wait to see if there was something better.

”How do you look at this piece of ten thousand-year-old amber gold?” The handsome man in Jinyi next to Mouton threw an orange spar over.

The man grabbed the orange spar and looked it over, because he couldn't see the expression while wearing the cloak. After a while, he said hoarsely: ”This ten thousand-year-old amber gold is indeed the best spar at the moment. If no one else is better than me. Just change.”

Hearing what he said, the Jinyi man’s eyes showed a smile, and his body relaxed. Obviously, the soul-raising wood was extremely important to him, but only Lou Muyan had discovered this very small movement.

She actually didn’t want to be high-profile in this place and this time, even deliberately against the leader of the elite disciple of that superpower.

There is no way, she urgently needs the soul tree to revive her mental power, and she is not the kind of timid temperament, so she can only make a high profile.

”How about my Tianhan Jinjing?” Lou Muyan threw a golden spar with liquid in his hand to the man in the cloak.