In order to help Xiang Rulong break through to the true fairyland, Jiang Hongran has been thinking of many ways in the past few months.

"It's better to do this. If I let him break through to the true fairyland within ten breaths, you pay me 100,000 immortal stones. If not, I pay you 100,000 immortal stones. What do you think?"

Liu Wuxie is now short of immortal stones, so he needs 100,000 yuan to open his mouth.

It is stuck in the ninth level of the celestial immortal, and although there are more than 30,000 immortal stones on it, it will not last long.

The world of Taihuang is growing rapidly, and the immortal stones you need every day are extremely terrifying.

The 100,000 immortal stones are really not a small number. Even if the Xuanxian takes them out, it will hurt.

In most celestial fairylands, they can have hundreds of immortal stones on their bodies, which is already amazing.

Gan Xingzhou and others came to earth, and Liu Wuxie found hundreds of immortal stones from each of them, and together, they only cost a few thousand.

Liu Wuxie plundered the entire Qingzhu Gang and only obtained 30,000 yuan.

"I don't have that many immortal stones. If you can let Xiang Rulong break through to the true fairyland for ten breaths, this fire spirit pill is what you have. It is worth almost 100,000 immortal stones. If you can't do it, I don't want your immortal stone, just

Get out of the Qingyan Dojo."

Jiang Hongran took out a porcelain bottle, poured it out and placed it in the palm of his palm, like a ball of jumping flames.

This is a third-grade immortal pill with a high grade and barely worth 100,000 immortal stones.
Chapter completed!