Chapter 949: Pointing to Zhi Chi

The strong man has three eyes, a tiger head, a hulking waist, his hands are blood-stained, and he holds nine ropes in his hands, which is Ming Sanjiu.

Stopping Sun Hao's movements, Ming Sanjiu kept waving the rope in his hand, but his eyes were on the mirror box in the middle of the house.

Inside the mirror box was an elixir that he had never seen before.

In other words, the value of the elixir must not be low, and it is very likely that it is the main medicine of Shengying Pill, and it happens to be the main medicine that Ming Sanjiu did not receive.

With a haha ​​in his mouth, Ming Sanjiu said with a big grin: "Chen Xiang, you and I have known each other in the Nether Realm, and we have a little friendship. Master Shenwei Ming Sanjiu also talks about old friendships, so I don't make it difficult for you now. Take it, do you have any objections?"

After finishing speaking, he waved the rope in his hand, intending to sweep away the mirror case.

Sun Hao smiled calmly, flicked Wanli Yunyan in his hand, the mirror case was flicked open, and said in his mouth: "Brother Sanjiu wait a moment."

The elixir in the box was indeed the Ascension Pill, and it was one of the few Sun Hao collected, but he couldn't give it up easily. The elixir belongs to him, but he needs to speak with his strength.

Ming Sanjiu's rope was swept away.

His face turned cold, and the nine ropes kept beating in his hands. Ming Sanjiu said coldly: "Chen Xiang, are you going to make gestures? Don't forget the reminder to be a real person, maybe you will be the next one to fall." Ranked Golden Elixir in the Burial Sky Market."

Sun Hao still had a smile on his face: "I would like to learn Brother Sanjiu's clever tricks."

Ming Sanjiu's body swayed slightly, a cold breath emerged from his body, and he said coldly: "I don't know how to live or die...", the nine ropes in his hand flew up, like nine spirit snakes, and kissed Sun from different angles. Hao.

Flying into the air, a small snake's head popped out of the top of the rope, sticking out a scarlet forked tongue with a slight fishy smell. rushed up.

Sun Hao still had a faint smile on his face. He slowly opened up the frame in the small house, and masculinity gushed out from his body. Not to be outdone, he said: "Whoever wins and who loses will only know after the fight."

The masculine and upright energy confronted Ming Sanjiu's yin and cold aura and collided with each other in the small house. Not at all down.

The nine strange ropes of Ming Sanjiu were also strangely entangled in the air by something, as if they were in a tug-of-war, and could not stand still.

Ming Sanjiu shouted loudly: "What, dare to play tricks in front of Grandpa Sanjiu?"

Amidst the shouting sound, the third eye on the forehead suddenly shot a red light, looking at the space where the ropes intertwine.

In Sun Hao's heart. There was a startled sound from Xiaozhang.

Ming Sanjiu's eyes were red, and a petite and cute little octopus appeared on Sun Hao's shoulder.

The little octopus waved its slender arms and legs and circled in front of Sun Hao, blocking Ming Sanjiu's nine ropes. Ming Sanjiu saw through the prototype, but he didn't panic. He blinked a pair of super cute little eyes, very innocent He looked at Ming Sanjiu.

Ming Sanjiu looked at Xiao Fenzhang viciously. Pointing forward with a thick, blood-red finger, he said loudly: "This is wrong, his grandma's, the little octopus only has eight hands. How can it compete with Lao Tzu's nine-headed black snake in a tug-of-war?"

It seemed careless, but in fact, Ming Sanjiu was beating drums in his heart.

He is well aware of the power of the nine-headed black underworld snake. Under normal circumstances, it is always unfavorable, and now it is. He was actually stopped by a little octopus that looked so harmless.

Judging from the performance of the nine-headed black underworld snake, it was evenly matched, and it was difficult to distinguish between top and bottom.

Look at the masculinity of Sun Hao and Sun Chenxiang. It seems that the cold breath is not much weaker than his own, so he really has to do it. It is estimated that there is also a fight, no wonder the Lord Dragon King pointed at Sun Hao and Sun Chenxiang's ranking and cursed "ridiculous".

I remember that day, Lord Dragon King told him to try his best to make good friends with Sun Hao and Sun Chenxiang. It turned out that this guy was hard to deal with.

With a turn of the three eyeballs, Ming Sanjiu made a move with his hands, and the nine ropes flew back and wrapped around his hands, and he looked up to the sky and haha: "Master Shenwei Ming Sanjiu is the most nostalgic, now, Ling There is only one medicine, Chen Xiang, you have the right to make suggestions, tell me how we should distribute this elixir."

Since it is not easy to clean up, naturally we can only negotiate.

Sun Hao smiled indifferently, his mind moved, and a meat bun appeared in his hand: "I'll exchange this bun with you."

"Buns?" Ming Sanjiu laughed loudly: "I'm dying of laughter, you actually want to exchange buns for the elixir of Shengying Pill. Is there a mistake? Is your head sick? It's not serious!"

While speaking, a red light shot out from the third eye, shining on the bun in Sun Hao's hand.

Sun Hao remained calm, tossed the buns in the air, and then said: "Since Master Sanjiu doesn't like buns, Chen Xiang will be put away."

"Wait", the rope in Ming Sanjiu's hands snapped in the air, and then he said loudly: "Shenwei Ming Sanjiu means that although you are sick, Master Sanjiu cares about the past, Baozi, Master Sanjiu is reluctant Accepted, but one is not enough, at least this amount..."

While speaking, nine ropes were erected in the air, indicating that Ming Sanjiu needs at least nine buns.

Sun Hao smiled lightly and shook his head: "No, my steamed stuffed bun is in the sky and on the earth. I am the only one in this family. At most, I can give Brother Sanjiu two..."

"This number, otherwise I won't be full!"

"No, my steamed stuffed bun is precious, I can't add more..."

"This number can't be less, or Master Sanjiu will go crazy."

"No, I bought this steamed stuffed bun after going through thousands of mountains and rivers, and ninety-nine and eighty-one. Two, not more than one."

"This number is the minimum requirement for Lord Sanjiu."

"two……"

...

"Brother Chen Xiang, it's not like you are good at bargaining. Damn it, Master Sanjiu has lowered the price several times, but you still don't get anything out of it. It's really hard to reach an agreement..."

Sun Hao raised three fingers very rarely: "Then let's count this."

Ming Sanjiu said happily: "Deal."

Sun Hao took the steamed stuffed bun with unknown purpose bought in the ghost market, and exchanged it for the elixir of Shengying Pill.

Everyone is happy.

Just as Sun Hao put away the elixir, he suddenly felt in a trance for a while. He regained his composure and returned to the entrance of Hades Corridor again.

Looking at the situation at the entrance for a while, Sun Hao's heart trembled violently.

Master Xiangwu had already collapsed by the wall, completely out of breath.

Sun Hao felt sad, and couldn't help but think of the Bu'er Bridge, and the Jiuqu Yellow River, how high-spirited Xiangwu Daoist was at that time, how high-spirited he was, training the golden pills for ranking, and the method of marching formation, breaking one barrier after another.

If it weren't for his lack of background, in fact, the real Xiangwu would be the most suitable leader of the team.

No matter how many difficulties, Sun Hao and Master Xiangwu worked together to negotiate and work together to overcome them.

Master Xiangwu was put in the spotlight by Sun Hao, and was tabooed by many ranked Jindans, but the two of them cherished each other in their hearts and had a tacit understanding.

But now, Master Xiangwu was not spared and fell into the Burial Sky Market.

Fallen in the last level of the Burial Sky Market, in the corridor of Hades.

The point is, I still don't know how he fell.

Taking a deep breath, Sun Hao suppressed the slight sadness in his heart, his eyes regained clarity, and he looked at the one-arm of Master Xiangwu.

Before entering the room, Master Xiangwu sent a voice transmission to Sun Hao, asking Sun Hao to pay attention to his single arm.

It is very possible that at that time, Master Xiangwu already had a premonition that he was about to encounter an accident, so he deliberately left clues, hoping that it would be helpful for the Jindan in the subsequent rankings to break through.

There is no doubt that Sun Hao is the monk he trusts the most among the ranking golden cores, and now it depends on whether there will be anything left in his single arm.

On the single arm of Master Xiangwu, there is a strange gesture.

Other monks might not be able to understand what Master Xiangwu's gestures meant, but Sun Hao could see clearly at a glance.

Whether it is an army formation or a battle formation, one must learn semaphore.

The current gesture of Master Xiangwu is a very clear semaphore.

A picture quickly flashed in Sun Hao's mind.

The scene when Master Xiangwu entered the small room.

At that time, Sun Hao's mind was drawn into Sun Hao's mind one by one with the distribution and ranking of all the monks who were about to enter the room, and began to quickly compare with the semaphore in Xiangwu's hand.

However, after a while, Sun Hao's heart was shocked, and he blurted out: "Impossible, how could this happen?"

Beside Sun Hao, Zhi Chi asked casually: "What's going on? Sun Hao, did you find anything?"

Sun Hao shook his head: "No, I just thought of an unbelievable thing, by the way, Zhi Chi, just now you entered the small room, who did you meet?"

Zhi Chi replied casually: "I have never met anyone."

Sun Hao said "Oh" and didn't speak, but in his heart, he couldn't understand it.

Master Xiangwu's semaphore actually pointed to Zhichi, one of his most trusted people, how could it be like this? (to be continued ~^~)