Chapter: 1212

"Yellow-rank top-grade Zengshou Pill, which increases lifespan by five years, is priced at 20,000 dragon-slaying coins."

This kind of life-enhancing pills ranges from low-grade yellow grades to top-grade sky-grade pills, but the selling price of the best-grade longevity pills has reached an extremely terrifying level, and the string of zeros behind it is even too lazy to count the odd numbers.

Because he can't afford it.

"The best product of the Huang Jie Longevity Pill, which increases the lifespan by ten years, is priced at 50,000 dragon-slaying coins."

"Only this one is suitable, and the Xuan-level ones are too expensive, but you have to prepare at least three to have a chance."

Ning Qi secretly said in his heart.

One person can only take three of these longevity pills, so the price will increase exponentially. If you have taken the lower-grade longevity pills of the yellow rank, then the middle-grade and above ones will have no effect.

After making a decision in my heart, the time seems to have come to midnight.

At this moment, everyone is quietly sitting cross-legged in their tents, waiting for the evil storm to come.

Here, at a place as deep as thousands of feet, there was a green ball that suddenly emitted a faint light. Afterwards, in the various mines, a strong wind suddenly rose, surging out like sea waves, converging halfway, and finally Coming towards the camp.

Maybe it's because of getting used to it, except for the guy who didn't get the Qi Gathering Pill, his face would change drastically, while the others looked very indifferent.

"This is……"

Ning Qi sensed a dangerous aura approaching him rapidly, and he immediately took ten low-grade Qi Gathering Pills at once.

The elixir melted into the stomach, and then turned into a violent and raging battle energy, which rushed around in Ning Qi's body. At this time, the evil storm had also swept in.

The strong wind swept over Ning Qi, and a mysterious force penetrated into Ning Qi's body from the wind. Ning Qi clearly felt that this mysterious force was devouring his cultivation base.

If he hadn't taken the Qi Gathering Pill, what this 'mysterious power' would have devoured was his own battle qi!

This state lasted for as long as a cup of tea before it gradually disappeared.

And Ning Qi's grudge produced by taking ten Qi Gathering Pills before is running out!

"It's so weird."

A trace of doubt appeared in Ning Qi's eyes.

"Dudu said that one energy-gathering pill can basically counteract the attack of the evil storm, but all the battle qi produced by my ten energy-gathering pills has been swallowed up. Could it be that this evil storm still has consciousness?"

Ning Qi's eyes gradually became a little dignified.

But now that the evil storm has passed, Ning Qi didn't intend to study it in depth, and slowly closed his eyes and entered the state of meditation.

Thousands of feet underground, after sweeping the entire heavenly hell, the evil storm returned to the mines, and finally shuttled back and forth from the gaps in the various mines, injecting it into the ball emitting a faint green light. Among them, after absorbing these evil storms, the ball looked a little fuller, and the green light gradually disappeared, returning to calm.

...

Sword Emperor City.

There is a big mountain in the center of the city. This mountain is towering into the sky. On the top of the mountain, there are many buildings. Among these buildings, there is a main hall that stands out the most. Made of things, in front of the main hall, the most conspicuous thing is a giant sword as high as ten feet.

The huge sword was inserted straight into the soil, with only three-quarters of the blade exposed.

At this moment, Venerable Hongmeng was standing beside the giant sword, as if waiting for someone in the hall.

Not long after, an old man in his fifties slowly walked out of the hall.