Chapter: 727

"I am now the Seven Star Fighting King, and I only have ten years to live? You are too dark, so if I become a Doudi in the future, will I only live for one or two hundred years! Damn it!"

Ning Qi cursed in his heart.

However, no matter how insulting he was, the system remained silent, showing good self-restraint.

"Boss, these vermilion fruits are not enough!"

Duan Yingjun suddenly shouted at Ning Qi.

Ning Qi walked over and saw that although there were many vermilion fruits on it, there were only more than a hundred of them, not enough for one person, and these vermilion fruits seemed to be 30 years old, they were not used for alchemy, but just eaten dry , can increase the cultivation base by about five years, and it is very likely that because of this, it can make people break through a small level.

If it is used for alchemy, its value will be even higher. Many elixirs that have the effect of breaking through the bottleneck need vermilion fruit to make medicine.

"Well, let's divide it equally according to power."

Ning Qi said.

Situ Mingdeng glanced behind him, there were about thirteen outer disciples of Yun Qizong, and besides Yun Qizong, there were five or six other forces here, but their number was more than Yunqizong's There are many, if divided according to power, it will be good for the outer disciples of Yunqi Sect who are present at the moment.

"I agree." Situ Yi smiled.

"I agree too." Tie Bing smiled.

"unfair."

A peak fighting king stood up, frowned and said: "We Jingu Shengzong has thirty or fifty people staying here, if we divide it according to power, we can't divide each of us, but you Yunqizong, But each person can get at least two! This is not fair to me."

"Where is it unfair! If the boss's distant cousin killed the Dark Demon Dragon King, would you have so many spiritual herbs on hand now! I think it is unfair to us!"

Duan Yingjun retorted.

"Fatty, he's right. There are more than a hundred of us in the Yunqi Sect, but only a dozen or so of you are left behind, while their Jingu Shengzong has left thirty or fifty people. Just based on this, we can't treat them badly."

Ning Qi smiled lightly, preventing Duan Yingjun from continuing to argue with that guy.

"Brother Ning, you can understand this, which shows that you are a reasonable person. I only hope for a fair distribution."

The peak fighting king of Jingu Shengzong looked at Ning Qi with a softer look.

"Well, I won't take the vermilion fruit. A 30-year-old vermilion fruit is worth about five hundred low-grade spirit crystals to seven hundred low-grade spirit crystals. If you are willing to take the spirit crystals directly, come to me. Those who are willing to take Zhu Guo will be distributed according to the head, and I will make up for those who are not enough."

Ning Qi smiled, and then he stretched out his hand to touch the open space in front of him, and immediately there were countless middle-grade spirit crystals, at least a few thousand yuan!

"This is... a middle-grade spirit crystal?"

"I'm afraid there are three or four thousand yuan in it, right? This is equivalent to hundreds of thousands of low-grade spirit crystals. My God, his net worth is so rich. Those deacons and elders are probably nothing more than that!"

"Uh, I think I'll forget about the spirit crystal."

Someone made a decision and came to Ning Qi.

Ning Qi threw him ten middle-grade spirit crystals without hesitation, which is equivalent to a thousand low-grade spirit crystals, far exceeding the value of one vermilion fruit! He was very pleasantly surprised: "Brother, you are..."

"Make up an integer."

Ning Qi smiled.

Everyone looked at each other, and the next moment, almost half of the people rushed towards Ning Qi: "We also want spirit crystals!"