In the early morning, Ye Yan logged in to the game with sleepy eyes, screams and cheers came towards him. He was shocked without any warning. The central square was crowded with people, and tens of thousands of players were fascinated, staring at the live video broadcast in the center of the square.

Myth, this online game with fairy tale background has hundreds of millions of players around the world, and has firmly occupied the top throne of popularity in the past decade. Tonight, the dark forces challenge the ultimate boss of the myth, and the players' madness is so explosive.

Sniping the Emperor of the Underworld is an impossible task that is officially called by the Myth, and it cannot be completed by strength. The tacit understanding of the three thousand people that must cooperate, any small mistake will lead to a suffocating ten hours, which will be spent minute by minute under the witness of countless players.

Ye Yan was half a beat late to go online and missed the step of killing the Emperor of the Underworld. The temple collapsed in the war, leaving behind broken walls. The strongest boss in the mythical world has become a corpse, still releasing the faint smoke screen, like the never-ending flames in hell.

The players of the dark forces couldn't wait to celebrate in the battlefield where the smoke of gunpowder had not yet dissipated. The guild leader Fen Tian stepped on the body of the Emperor under his feet with a stinky fart, enjoying the admiration of hundreds of millions of players in great intoxication. After a long time, he still wanted to pick up the items.

The first thing I picked up was the three thousand spirit stones, which seemed too shabby, but it didn't matter. What players were looking forward to was the artifact.

Then there were all kinds of pills, and the players who were eager to see ignored them, and everyone was thinking in their hearts, magical artifact! magical artifact!

Suddenly, a flying sword with a flashing green color and a strange appearance jumped into the sight of countless players.

"Look! It's a killing immortal!" A sister screamed loudly, and her watery big eyes squeezed into crescent moons.

The originally somewhat depressing square also boiled in an instant.

"Isn't it just killing the immortal? Don't you have to be so loud?" Ye Yan had to admire this guy's popularity. He is worthy of being the fighter in the bull b, and the vip in the bitch. The communicator also flashed at this time, and kept ringing like crazy. After the connection, the message could not wait to pop up.

"So my buddy is online! Last week, I said that there was a killing immortal. Is there any goods now? If there is any goods, according to the price we negotiated before, I will ask for one for 20,000 yuan." The information comes from a player named Rich Second Generation 19. Such a simple and easy-to-understand name was edited by Ye Yan himself. Those who come to the door are buying equipment. They are too lazy to remember the name, so they simply edit it by themselves, which is clear at a glance and easy to manage.

"It's available, but the price has been raised. The price of the immortal killing is now 60,000 yuan." Ye Yan absent-mindedly quoted, a small example, you don't want to sell for 20,000 yuan last week, and you have to wait until now to get a knife.

"The knife is too cruel? I sold 20,000 spirits last night. After a day, the price doubled. The dark forces just broke out, and the price should be reduced a little." Even a top RMB player like the second generation 19th generation, 60,000 spirits are not a small amount, and three months of pocket money have been ruined!

"Tsk, wouldn't I just buy the Immortal Crush to show off? If I hadn't seen the Emperor of the Underworld break up, could you come to me in a burgeoning manner? Yesterday you brought a handful of Immortal Crush to see me, who knows what it is? Now everyone knows that this thing is called Immortal Crush, a magic weapon produced by the Emperor of the Underworld! Shouldn't it be raised? Selling 60,000 is not expensive at all, and I still feel that I'm losing money." The dark forces broke the Immortal Crush to kill Immortal Crush to make an excellent hype. If you don't take the opportunity to get a vote, Ye Yan felt sorry for himself.

"This is a bit reasonable. If you want 60,000 spirits, you can send them as soon as possible. My buddy waits for goods online. The old rules are the same, and you pay for the goods when you see them." The rich second generation is very clear about the style of the master of weapon refining. If you bargain, you may raise the price to 80,000 spirits. Who is the only craftsman in mythology? This family has no other part-time. If you want to buy the Immortal, you must either take the knife cruelly or push down the Emperor of the Underworld by yourself. He asked himself that he could not do it. Even if he pushes down the Emperor of the Underworld, he will still say whether he will explode or not.

"My buddy appreciates the most refreshing person, ship the goods immediately." Anyone who is unhappy is blacklisted by Ye Yan after the first transaction.

The sold Xianshen Shang didn't have time to send it out, and the prompt sound rang again. This time he was a strange player.

"Are you the craftsman they mentioned? My friend introduced me to you and said that you have sold the immortals here." The other party was very experienced and left a message on his own.

"Eighty thousand spirits are one." Ye Yan replied while busy shipping the goods.

"Don't you sell 60,000 yuan? My buddy introduced me. He just bought a handful of killing immortals from you for 60,000 yuan..." The person who came was very depressed and reported himself to his house, not bullying people like this.

"I just had six pieces of immortal killing, but now there are five left. The price naturally rises. Is it expensive to see things? Why don't you think about it?" Ye Yan never worried about scaring away customers. The Yangtian Dynasty lacks everything, but there is no shortage of rich people.

"My brother's logic is too invincible. After I have considered it, maybe you can sell it again. The price will still be increased. When you have four remaining pieces of immortal killing, you can't sell one for 100,000 spirits? If you don't consider it, two mailed for 80,000 spirits and shipped at a speed, your buddy will wait online."

"I have a high IQ. What is your dad doing?" Ye Yan asked casually when delivering the goods.

"Official." After the visitor reported his identity, he asked anxiously: "How long will it take to receive the goods?"

"Do it, you can check it now." Two pieces of immortal killing were stuffed into the email address, and Ye Yan edited the other party's name into the second generation of official 98. The transaction was particularly smooth. While the other party picked up the goods, 160,000 spirits were displayed on the account, all of which were people's money and cream. They were busy, but suddenly, the atmosphere was very strange, and countless hatred eyes were focused on him.

The players just witnessed the first magic weapon of the myth. After all, the dark forces are the first guild of myths. The killing of the Emperor under the leadership of the first master Fen Tian seems to be a thing of the past. However, in a blink of an eye, a novice in civilian clothes simply sent out three magic weapons. This first magic weapon of the myth is freshly released seems to be in a turmoil. How can it be felt? For a moment, the crowd was excited.

"I'm working hard to mine, and I can't bear to buy one of the pills. I'm about to ascend, but I've only accumulated thirty spirits after playing with my life. Is it not enough to buy a magic weapon? Is there any reason for myth? It must be that the myth staff reselling equipment. I'm going to complain! I'm so excited that I forgot to take a screenshot. Everyone can help me give it a testimony."

"Don't be stupid. The insiders dare to blatantly resell equipment? Maybe they are the master's trumpet, they come out to show off and despise him!"

"A bullshit master! Is there a master who is stronger than Fen Tian? There is a guild that is stronger than the dark forces. This kid may be the illegitimate son of the president of Myth. What? I sent it out to kill the immortal. It's too arrogant. Report him, and you must report him!"

Ye Yan was indifferent to the accusations, even though he had reported it, all the elixirs and artifacts were refined by himself. Myth is committed to building a diversified platform and encouraging players to choose different ways of playing. Players can fight monsters and level up, or go to seclusion and practice elixirs and weapons. If you are a mining person, you want to be richer than the master of refining weapons. This is unreasonable.

The whistleblower quickly received a reply, the player's account was normal and there was no cheating.

Bibi... Bibi, damn call! Seeing that the name of Burn Tian flashed wildly, Ye Yan simply ignored it. When the birdman appeared in a desperate situation, all the six pieces of immortal killing were removed from their stock! The players who witnessed the entire process had completely collapsed.

"Is the business very hot? Have you made a fortune? I just broke a good thing, and it's a good thing to make you cheap." Fen Tian's smile was quite obscene at this moment, completely subverting the image of the master in the video.

"Are you a guy who takes advantage of your friends? Keep good things for yourself. My buddy is poor and can't afford high-end goods. I worked hard for the middle of the night and took a shower and went to bed." Ye Yan yawned hard.

"Don't run away first, you dare to go offline. I'll smash your glass tonight!" Fen Tian was really anxious. He grabbed Ye Yan with one hand and took out a transparent crystal with the other. There was a bright red blood hidden inside the crystal, which was so bright that it was shocking.

The ultimate boss's holy demon bloodline! Fen Tian is actually willing to take action! Countless chins fell to the ground. Many players who experienced this scene had the idea of ​​suicide.

The most attractive reward for myth is not elixirs or artifacts, but bloodlines that change talents. Fen Tian became the first person in mythology and obtained the bloodline of the immortal family. Compared with the bloodline of the holy demon of the boss of the myth villain, it is not worth mentioning at all.

Burning the sky, who was immersed in the mythical world, was not willing to take action against the heavenly bloodline of the Holy Demon, and his heart was bleeding. Unfortunately, the poor man was short of his ambitions. After three months of slaughtering, the guild funds had been emptied, and he still owed a lot of foreign debts. The later elixirs were all paid out of his own pockets. After finally losing the boss, only this Holy Demon bloodline could be sold at a good price. In order to understand the urgent need, he had to take action even if he was reluctant.

"Three million spirits, it belongs to you." Fen Tian felt distressed and guilty, and felt that the price was too high. I'm sorry for my buddy.

Ye Yan made a decision without thinking about it. He was just three million spirits and could take it out casually. Both parties made a deal on the spot. Then, he directly activated the bloodline fusion, looking relaxed, as if lit a cigarette. Then, when he saw Fen Tian, ​​he was heartbroken. "Don't you want to sell this Holy Demon bloodline?"

"Who is willing to sell the ultimate bloodline of myth? I would rather sell blood than sell it." Burning Tian Niu was full of face, the problem was that selling blood could not be sold at this price.

"Are you short of money? Why don't you ask me for it? Bloodline is useless to me. When did you see me practicing level?" Ye Yan's ears came a prompt that the system was so fucked and the bloodline test was perfect.

"You mean, I don't have to sell the bloodline of the Holy Demon, you can lend me three million spirits?" Fen Tian widened his eyes with a pair of bull's eyes, with an expression that you didn't say it earlier.

"Of course... I don't lend it! Even though I know you never pay back the money, I don't want to hate you for this. I want to lend you money for Mao? It's too much to destroy your feelings? But, I can give you three million spirit stones." After the test, it was too late to regret. I watched Burning Tian cry and ran away. Ye Yan murmured to himself, "As for being moved like this? Is it not three million spirit stones for you, it's not three million US dollars."

The fusion started, and a trace of the blood of the holy demon penetrated into the skin and merged with the blood in his body. He felt the blood burning,

Alarm! Alarm! The number of players in the game is seriously overloaded, and the system will be re-raised in 50 seconds. Please apologize for the inconvenience caused by this. In order to avoid the loss of property of players, please go offline within ten seconds after seeing this broadcast!
Chapter completed!