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Chapter 2006 polite

"Well, yes, I'll try it!" Du Long didn't care about it, and he knew very well that even if Yang Xinlei had the help of his master when he created this, his own casting level must have reached the level of a master, otherwise it would be useless for anyone to help.

This alone still shocked him.

Soon, Dulong's power flowed into the round bead.

The next moment, the beads emitted bursts of light. Even without the purple mist, it could be seen that the light and energy flowing out were much thicker than the beads before.

Soon, the round beads were suspended in front of Duroon, and as he controlled, they flew around them flexibly.

boom……

Finally, under his control, the round bead directly smashed a huge hole on the hillside, and its attack power was extremely strong!

"Okay! It's so good, it's totally in line! Brother, you really brought me a huge surprise!" Duro also praised this new weapon.

With this weapon, his combat power will be improved a little, and even his control over the poisonous fog will be much stronger than before.

For example, when facing those sea tribes before, he could create ten purple mist vortexes at one time, and target the ten eighth-grade sea tribes at the same time, and when attacking, his lethality will be much stronger.

At the same time, less toxic lethality can be reduced when the poisonous fog is transferred.

In short, this is a comprehensive improvement for him.

"That's good. I'm also worried that if something goes wrong with this thing and I want to change it again, I may not be able to complete it myself." Yang Xinlei also breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile.

"Hahaha, no, no, brother, you are really amazing. Your talent in the art of casting weapons is like a god descending to earth!" Du Long laughed, and his praise to Yang Xinlei was even more unlimited.

However, his words were not completely exaggerated. He really felt that this was the case. In just a few years, a master of casting tools was born.

"Hehe, Brother Du is really good at speaking." Xiaojuan said with a smile. She could hear everything that praises her young master very well, even if it was very exaggerated.

"By the way, what is the value of this weapon?" Du Long remembered this and asked someone to build a weapon. Of course, he had to pay for it.

As he asked, he planned to extract resources from the storage device.

"Brother, let me know what to do. This weapon itself is going to give it to you." Yang Xinlei quickly refused.

Although his resources are indeed relatively tight, Duroon has helped him so much before. In his opinion, it is not something that can be offset by a weapon, and he will definitely not be able to collect Duroon's money.

"What are you saying? I'm not short of this resource, hurry up and say a number." Du Long refused.

"Brother Du, you helped us brothers and sisters so much when we met by chance. With our current relationship, how can you take advantage of such a small matter? Are you scolding me?" Yang Xinlei refused again, his tone was quite firm.

"That won't work, one code will be converted into one code, this cannot be vague. Besides, I have been on this Demon Island for several years, and there are really a lot of resources." Du Long didn't give up and kept trying to show off his wealth.

It is no exaggeration to say that he has indeed earned a lot of resources in the past two years or so.
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