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Chapter 2047 shock, twelve million

"Don't worry, the amount of redemption will definitely not be small."

Xiao Dongchen didn't say anything, but Ye Zhifan couldn't help it.

You know, he knew how valuable he was in Xiao Dongchen.

Generally speaking, the Moke crystals exchanged for the most ordinary fifth-grade spiritual weapon start at 100,000.

Some of the best quality can reach millions of value.

On Xiao Dongchen's body, he knew about it, there were more than twenty fifth-grade spiritual weapons in total.

These more than 20 fifth-grade spiritual weapons, even if they are all of the most ordinary quality, can be exchanged for two or three million Mo Kejing. Even many cultivators in the late stage of the celestial being may not be able to possess such a wealth.

And this may not be Xiao Dongchen's entire wealth. As long as Xiao Dongchen wants to exchange it, what can a mere five thousand Mo Ke Jing be counted?

With such a huge amount of wealth on Xiao Dongchen, although he is just Xiao Dongchen's leader now, he still has to be tough.

After all, if nothing unexpected happens, this is likely to be the toughest one I have ever had.

The middle-aged man glanced at Ye Zhifan when he heard this. Although he didn't say anything to sarcastic, his eyes still seemed a little disapproving.

Ye Zhifan and Xiao Dongchen, one in the early stage of the heavenly realm and the other innate late stage of the innate realm, how many Moke crystals can be exchanged for?

"Here are twenty-three fifth-grade spiritual weapons, see how valuable it can be." At this moment, Xiao Dongchen suddenly said and took out a storage bag.

The middle-aged monk couldn't help but be stunned when he heard this. Twenty-three fifth-grade spiritual weapons?

Is this a joke?

Looking at Xiao Dongchen questioningly, the middle-aged monk took the storage bag from Xiao Dongchen's hand, and his spiritual sense quickly entered it, but soon his expression changed.

"this!"

The middle-aged monk's face was shocked, and even his body was trembling uncontrollably.

There are actually twenty-three fifth-grade spiritual weapons in this storage bag.

You know, his greatest authority can only be exchanged for one million Mo Ke Jing at one time. Now Xiao Dongchen has taken out twenty-three fifth-grade spiritual weapons at one time. The Mo Ke Jing to be exchanged for obviously exceeds his maximum authority.

"How is it? Is it more than 5,000 Moke Jing?" Ye Zhifan grinned, looking proud.

The middle-aged monk swallowed hard, feeling that he didn't even know what to say.

These are twenty-three fifth-grade spiritual weapons, and he could clearly feel that many of them are of extremely high quality, and they can be regarded as very precious even among fifth-grade spiritual weapons.

With such a large number, even a cultivator at the peak of the Heavenly Man realm would probably not be able to produce it at one time. How could Xiao Dongchen, a cultivator at the late stage of the innate realm, take out so many at one time?

This middle-aged monk didn't know why Xiao Dongchen was able to take out twenty-three fifth-grade spiritual weapons at one time.

In fact, it was because there were too many cultivators in the realm of heaven and man who died at his hands.

After these cultivators in the realm of heaven and man died, their storage bags naturally fell into Xiao Dongchen's hands.

In fact, even these twenty-three fifth-grade spiritual weapons are actually just part of Xiao Dongchen's wealth, less than half of them.

Otherwise, the middle-aged monk would have more shock in his heart.

"Two, this matter has exceeded my authority. I will go to our person in charge now. You are waiting here for a while." As he said, the middle-aged monk handed the storage bag back to Xiao Dongchen, and then quickly turned around and left the room.

With so many fifth-grade spiritual weapons, the Moke Crystal to be exchanged will inevitably be an astronomical number. In this case, he naturally dared not make a decision by himself.

Before leaving for too long, the middle-aged monk took an old man back to the room.

This old man is at the late stage of the heavenly realm, and is obviously the person in charge that this middle-aged monk calls.

"You little friend, do you have twenty-three fifth-grade spiritual weapons to exchange for?" The old man looked at Xiao Dongchen and asked in a deep voice.

Xiao Dongchen didn't say anything and handed the storage bag in his hand directly to the old man.

The old man took the storage bag and quickly sank his spiritual sense into it. Soon, his face changed tremendously like the middle-aged monk before.

"There are so many." The old man exclaimed.

Although he was a cultivator in the late stage of the Heavenly Man Realm, these fifth-grade spiritual weapons still brought him a considerable shock.

"I guess how much Moke Jing can be exchanged for." Xiao Dongchen said lightly, not wanting to waste too long here.

"Generally speaking, the fifth-grade spiritual weapon is 100,000 Moke Crystals in our place." The old man pondered slightly and said, "But many of the fifth-grade spiritual weapons here are of good quality, so naturally they cannot be measured by 100,000 Moke Crystals."

"Let's do this, how about these twenty-three fifth-grade spiritual weapons exchanged for 10 million Moke Jing?"

Ten million Moke Crystals!

Almost the moment the old man said this, Ye Zhifan and the middle-aged monk were both stunned.

Although the two of them thought that these twenty-three fifth-grade spiritual weapons were of great value.

But unexpectedly, this old man could actually tell the price of 10 million yuan of Moke Jing.

You should know that in this Moke City, those ordinary monks at the peak of the heavenly realm are unlikely to have the wealth of 10 million Moke Crystals.

Now Xiao Dongchen is just the first time he exchanged it, and he actually received so many Moke Jings.

"One thousand two million, even if it is a deal." What both of them did not expect was that Xiao Dongchen suddenly spoke like this at this time.

Hearing this, Ye Zhifan's face changed immediately, and he felt that Xiao Dongchen's asking price was too high.

However, before he could remind Xiao Dongchen, he suddenly heard the old man respond.

"Okay, only 12 million Moke Crystals."

Suddenly, Ye Zhifan became stunned.

The old man agreed so simply that he obviously underestimated the value of these twenty-three fifth-grade spiritual weapons.

What a huge astronomical figure this is?

In the past, he didn't even dare to think about it.

As the person in charge here, after confirming the transaction, the old man quickly delivered a storage bag to Xiao Dongchen.

The storage bag contains 12 million Moke Jing, a lot of them, all of which were handed over to Xiao Dongchen.

"If this young master wants to exchange it in the future, come here directly."

Outside the pavilion, the old man smiled at Xiao Dongchen.

Even though Xiao Dongchen's cultivation level was a whole great level lower than him, he did not despise Xiao Dongchen at all.
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