Chapter 1134： The method of repairing artifacts (1/2)

Chapter one hundred and thirty-four

Xiao Chao didn't talk nonsense, and directly took out a blue ore that burned with a crimson color.

The earth-fire spar, bred from the depths of volcanic lava, is ten times more precious than the treasure of ten thousand years.

The owner of the Tibetan Soldier Pavilion took a look, and suddenly frowned. While chanting the name of the ore, he walked directly from his seat, took the ground flint and identified it, as if he had forgotten the injury on his body.

Xiao Chao didn't care, letting the owner of the Tibetan soldiers take away the ore, and then waited for the result of the owner of the Tibetan soldiers.

Ground fire spar, among the divine materials, is a general commodity, and it is not difficult to identify it.

With the eyes of the master of the Tibetan Soldier Pavilion, the identification was completed soon.

"It is indeed a ground fire spar. I don't know what you want me to exchange, or how many gods to buy directly?"

The owner of the Tibetan Soldier Pavilion nodded in satisfaction, and directly asked for the price without returning the fire spar to Xiao Chao.

Sitting on the big chair, Xiao Chaoduan didn't answer, but mysteriously said, "The price, you can discuss it again.

I am now, but there is another more important thing, dealing with the patron. "

"Oh? More important than the flint, what is that?"

The owner of the Tibetan Soldier Pavilion suddenly became interested.

Xiao Chao didn't answer, but looked at the purple-clothed disciples around him.

The master of the Tibetan Soldier Pavilion understood his mind, waved his hand, and said, "You go first!"

"But Pavilion Master!"

The purple-clothed disciple showed worry.

"Xiao Wuzun's strength, can you stay here to protect me?"

The Tibetan Soldier Pavilion Master said impatiently.

Everyone was right when they thought about it, so they looked at each other, turned and left the hall.

After everyone left, the master of the Tibetan Soldier Pavilion also opened the soundproof seal in the main hall and said: "They are all gone. I don't know what Xiao Wuzun has? Take it out and let the old man open his eyes?"

"Pavilion Master is optimistic!"

After Xiao Chao finished speaking, he touched the storage bag around his waist with his palm, and then took out a blood red fragment.

As soon as the shards of the blood-transforming magic knife came out, a **** aura immediately spread.

Although the master of the Tibetan Soldier Pavilion was Wu Zun, he just failed the casting and injured the battle body, so his face paled at the moment when the shards of the Blood Transforming Demon Sword appeared.

However, afterwards, the Master of the Tibetan Soldier Pavilion ran True Qi, and this resisted the erosion of the blood-transmitting magic knife aura.

"The artifact fragment, this is the artifact fragment!"

The owner of the Tibetan Soldier Pavilion looked up and down, although his eyes were full of enthusiasm, but he was not too excited.

"This breath is the breath of a disciple of the Blood God Palace, it should be a fragment of the artifact of the disciple of the Blood God Palace!"

The master of the Tibetan Soldier Pavilion glanced at Xiao Chao again.

"Did Xiao Wuzun say that it is this fragment of the artifact? If so, I am afraid Xiao Wuzun will disappoint me!"

The Master of the Tibetan Soldier Pavilion is also a powerful casting division, and he is in the Outland. Of course, he has seen artifact fragments, and the number he has seen exceeds the number of his hands.

"Of course it's not just artifact fragments!"

While talking, Xiao Chao looked at the Pavilion Master of Tibetan Soldiers, and said, "Pavilion Master, please stand further away!"

"Oh?"

The Tibetan Soldier Pavilion's eyes flickered slightly, and he faintly guessed something, and then quickly backed away to the corner of the hall.

"Pavilion Master is careful!"

After Xiao Chao finished speaking, he touched the storage bag with his palm again, but actually took out the fragments of the Blood-Transforming Demon Knife from the phone space.

The tip is composed of dozens of pieces of the Blood Demon Knife, and there is also a broken knife full of dark red cracks. The two fell on the ground, releasing the blood of evil spirits that soared to the sky. If it weren't for Xiao Chao forcibly restraining The breath will break through the roof.

Even so, the release of the aura of the blood-changing magic knife made the Tibetan Soldier Pavilion's face very ugly.