Ancient Fiend Dragon Emperor

Chapter 931: Satsuma Silver

Chapter 931: Satsuma Silver

Hearing Su Han's words, Huo Liemi's face suddenly showed hesitation.

In the weapon arsenal of each branch of the dwarf clan, there is such a mirror, and this mirror is connected to a certain special space, even Huolimi himself doesn't know where it is, only the patriarch of the main line knows.

The rule set by the main vein is to try 80 fruits once, not a hundred.

Huolimi is extremely smart among the dwarves. He directly mentioned the price of one hundred fruits. If Su Han can agree, he can earn 20 more fruits. If he doesn't agree, then Su Han will also exchange it. For other weapons, in the calculation of Huoli Mi, at least hundreds of fruits can be credited.

But who would have thought that the guy in white clothes in front of him was so fragile that he couldn't even hold a weapon!

In this case, the idea of exchanging fruits for weapons will be ruined. Only this mirror can let him get some fruits.

But Su Han is not stupid, knowing that Huoli Mi is anxious, so he cut the price sharply by half, these Huoli Mi is even more anxious!

If Su Han can get something in this mirror, the price of the fifty fruits must be at a loss. According to the rules of the main vein, he has lost a full thirty fruits, and all thirty of them must be here. Advance.

But if Su Han tried three times but didnt get it once, it would be a full harvest of one hundred and fifty fruits, and these one hundred and fifty fruits are all earned by Huoli Mi, so you dont need to turn it in. pulse!

After thinking about it, Huolimi is still difficult to make a decision, but I think that many races have tried before, but basically they have not gained much. Huolimi must feel that Su Han cant even hold a weapon. The fragile guy, definitely not so lucky!

"Blame these guys, they can only get spirits every time, but they can't bring the fruits out."

Huolimi glanced at Xiaoqing and the others, muttered in his heart, gritted his teeth towards Su Han and said: "Well, there are fifty for fifty, three chances in total!"

Although Huoli Mi agreed, Su Han was not happy either. He always felt that Huoli Mi was pitting him.

But thinking of the worrying IQ of the dwarf clan, Su Han was slightly relieved.

He didn't have the slightest gain here. The mirror was the last attempt. If there was no gain, Su Han would give up completely.

He has close to two thousand of that kind of fruit. Although it is precious, it is not impossible to try one hundred and fifty.

Thinking of this, Su Han walked towards the mirror.

"Hand in the fruit first!" Huoli Mi hurriedly said.

Su Han flipped his palm, and suddenly one hundred and fifty fruits floated out and fell in front of Huoli Mi.

Regardless of where Su Han took it out, he took the fruit and checked it carefully. Then he smiled and nodded towards Su Han.

Su Han didn't hesitate anymore, raised his right hand and reached directly into the mirror.

As Huoli Mi said, this is not a mirror, but just a shield similar to a teleportation array, and Su Han easily stretched into the mirror.

There are only ten breaths of time. If you can't get anything within ten breaths, then an opportunity is wasted.

"Can't get it, can't get it, can't get it, can't get it..."

Huolimi stared at Su Han fiercely, murmured in his heart, and muttered in his mouth, the sound reached Su Han's ears, and his face suddenly twitched.

Said that you have low IQ, but Nima is right!

You really dont want me to get it, and you cant say it, right?

rolled his eyes, Su Han did not hear it, and searched in that special space with all his heart.

Of course, it's not really a search, he doesn't have this qualification yet.

Over time, one breath, two breaths, three breaths, four breaths...

For Su Han, the ten breath time passed too fast, as if it was just a moment.

But for Huoli Mi, it's like a year's life, and I can't wait for the ten-breath time to pass quickly, and Su Han didn't get anything, then he made the fifty fruits for nothing.

Soon, the time of eight breaths passed.

By the time of the ninth breath, Huolimi's face was already relaxed. He felt that there were still two breaths left, and Su Han must be the same as the guys before, and could not get anything.

Recalling these fifty fruits, Huoli Mi grinned happily.

However, before he could laugh out loud, Su Han's expression moved, and his right hand was immediately retracted.

"Isn't it you got it? The ten breath time has not passed..." Huo Liemi said inwardly.

In the next instant, his smile froze directly on his face.

But seeing that Su Han was holding a pair of bells in his hands.

The bell was in a deep purple color, surrounded by a halo, and although it didn't have the slightest breath, the moment Huo Liemi saw it, he had an urge to cry.

"Zhan Shen Ling!!!"

The fire rice immediately roared out: "You guy, luck is too good? This is Shen Ling, the master craftsman in the main vein took three million years to refine it. I dont know how many good materials, but the chances of getting it are very ~ You just take other things, dont use this silly bell!"

Huoli Mi almost wanted to spit blood. From his words, he could see the importance of this God Slashing Bell.

If Su Han just took an ordinary thing, then he would have a way to get through it. The big deal would be to hand over all the 50 fruits. As for the 30 losses, he could hide it.

Su Han took it, but it was Shen Ling Ling!

When the God Slashing Bell is taken away, the main vein will know it for the first time. Even if he really took out 80 fruits, he will definitely be reprimanded and even reduce a lot of refining materials. For Huolimi, it was extremely painful.

"Hey, let me ask you something!"

Su Han's voice awakened Huo Liemi, his face was full of displeasure, and he said impatiently: "If you have a fart, let it go."

Seeing him like this, Su Han did not rise, but was a little excited.

Huoli Mi is obviously not a pretense, and the more he is like this, the more it shows how precious this God Slashing Bell is.

"This thing is called Zhan Shen Ling?" Su Han asked.

"Yeah." Huo Limi snorted.

"Compared with the weapons here, is Shen Ling Ling better or the weapons here?"

"Compared with them?"

Huolimi's eyes widened, and he reluctantly said: "The guy with long hair and short insight, the weapon here can be compared to the god-slashing bell? The Xingtian **** was rampant in the ancient times, and he was unforgivable, and was eventually suppressed by many great gods. There is a strong man of the dwarf clan, and the weapon used by this strong man at that time was the Bell Slasher. Do you think it is strong?"