Luo Fang has been the candidate of the Spirit Hall for more than ten years, but he has never been able to make up the fee for buying a heroic spirit.

Unlike the game of Honor of Kings, where there are activities or discounts from time to time, the heroes here need to be purchased at the original price.

The lowest price of heroes also requires 2888 spiritual coins, but unfortunately, the heroes that Luo Fang needs are above 13888 spiritual coins.

He is actually not a particularly talented summoner, and his perseverance is just average compared to other geniuses. Perhaps Chen Li is better than him in this regard, so it is understandable that he stops at the first level of silver.

He won the most spiritual coins in one qualifying match, and only 80 spiritual coins. It was the only time he got the full MVP in his life, and this has always been his most proud record.

With his soul strength that is close to the golden level now, he can only barely play three qualifying matches a week. His average spiritual coins obtained in each game are about 40, and he is only 2,000 in a year.

After accumulating over the years, there are still tens of thousands of spiritual coins in total, but if half of the income belonging to the British Union, and if the inscription costs, equipment renovation, material procurement and other expenses are removed, the account balance is less than 3,000 spiritual coins, so how can I have any extra money to buy other heroic spirits?

But sadly, none of these four free heroes can meet the standard level of fit with him. He doesn't even have the ability to use his virtual image in reality like Han Zhong.

The heroic spirit Cheng Yaojin he now has was lucky enough to obtain in his heroic spirit ruins. Fortunately, he has a good fit with Cheng Yaojin and has extraordinary comprehension of his second skill "Heat Swivel".

Although the reality made Luo Fang admit that he could only stop at the top of the first level of silver, he never compromised in his heart, because as long as he could have a heroic spirit in his natal life, he would definitely go further, break through the order of silver, and reach the realm of glorious gold.

Last month, after spending tens of thousands of gold coins, he finally moved a small supervisor in the Bei'an City Spirit Hall and asked him to use his authority to help him perform a test of the degree of fit for the heroic spirit. Finally, he learned that his natal heroic spirit is the elite chief Niu Mo!

It is impossible to buy with spiritual coins. Even if he spends his life savings, it is not enough gold coins to exchange for spiritual coins. He dares not ask for a higher value of the heroic spirit selection certificate.

As a result, during this black market trip, when he saw the two words Han Zhang, he immediately started to think of Han Zhongqing's heroic spirit selection and summoning certificate.

It just so happened that Luo Fang knew that among the former masters of Han Zhang's heroic spirit selection and summoning certificate, there was one of the natal heroes who was Niu Mo. As long as they inherited it, they would definitely get it!

Kidnapping the Han family may be wanted by the entire Han family. Maybe they will be wandering around the world and live a life of hiding and hiding for the rest of their lives.

Luo Fang admitted that this was a difficult choice, but there was no way. He didn't want to be trapped in the silver realm of order for his whole life.

Moreover, his talent in internal energy was exhausted when he was promoted to the silver realm and he had no way to break through through cultivation.

But he is not very talented in the battlefield of heroic spirits, so he never had the courage to convert all his internal energy into heroic spirit power and completely devote himself to the heroic spirit system.

Only after obtaining the natal heroic spirit can he make up this determination, transform his own power system into a heroic spirit system, and improve his strength by deeply matching the natal heroic spirit, and become a golden strongman in one fell swoop.

Luo Fang was not interested in the tasks issued by Han Li. Even if the bounty was as high as 200,000 gold coins, he only wanted to seize the Heroic Spirit Selection and Call Certificate from Han Zhang through Han Li.

However, Fu Qiang, the miserable, was so scared that he was so scared that he died on the spot when he was questioning Han Li.

He had to bear a life, especially this life was still a direct descendant of the Seven Jue Family in Bei'an, which forced Luo Fang and others to choose to give it a try.

It is adhering to the principle that killing one person is killing, and killing two people is also killing. Anyway, they will be wanted by the Han family. Then before leaving, they must at least take Han Zhang's heroic spirit selection certificate and bounty together. Then they followed Han Li's confession and directly invaded Gangfengya.

Of course, Luo Fang wanted to kill Fu Qiang, but he thought that he had some use, and was afraid that killing him would make others feel cold, so he saved his life.

As for the boy who called himself Han Wen in front of him, he always felt something was wrong, but he couldn't remember anything wrong, but it didn't matter. After taking them to the villa where Han Zhang was, it was just a matter of a single thing.

Moreover, when Luo Fang saw the beautiful blue light flashing on the iron of these cold spirits, he also looked greedy. These high-quality materials that can be used to cast spiritual clothes are worth more than ten times the total amount of gold.

After making the decision, Luo Fang walked behind the blind Tongpi and chased Han Zhang with an axe.

As soon as he walked into the blue and black world, everyone couldn't help but shake it. Even Luo Fang, who had a silver-level strength, was no exception. His lips were frozen by the sudden aggravated cold air.

Even if Han Zhang had the best cold-resistant clothes on his body, he was so cold that he sneeze. He hugged his arms and trembled to make his body heat up to resist the cold.

Then he saw Luo Fang and others start to circulate internal energy to force out the cold air in their bodies, and release the internal energy outside the body to form a qi circle to protect the cold.

Han Zhang couldn't help but secretly envious. His literary energy could not be mobilized. Every time the literary energy was circulating in Wen's heart, it would be blocked by the huge crack. He could not use the various wonderful uses of Wen's energy, making him still like an ordinary person.

Fortunately, the nature of the literary qi itself is very restrained, and Luo Fang can't see that he has special energy for a while, so he pretends to be unable to bear the cold and deliberately walk slowly.

However, he immediately regretted it. Luo Fang, the birdman, used the same trick again. He carried an axe on his back and pushed forward with his back collar with his free hand. Fortunately, the quality of the cold-proof clothing was good and did not break in the middle.

However, after a quarter of an hour, they still didn't even see the shadow of the Frost Star Villa.

Han Zhang didn't dare to delay intentionally, because the other four were really busy finding larger pieces of Han Lingling Iron on the ground with good quality.

If Luo Fang hadn't urged him repeatedly, they would probably have not even completed half of the journey.

Of course, it cannot be said that Han Zhang did not contribute to this. With his familiarity with this place and the cold spirit, the four blind men would ask him for advice from time to time.

He followed the boat and spared no effort to guide them where to pick up larger pieces of cold spirit iron, and how to cleverly dig out the large pieces of cold spirit iron that were also connected to the underground mineral veins, which made them much more polite to him, and Luo Fang also let him go.

The consequences are not only a little more time, but also two or three more pieces of cold spirit iron with papaya size and perfect appearance in each of them.

Luo Fang did not pick it up by himself, but followed Han Zhang without hesitation. After asking Han Zhang for advice, the blind man took the initiative to present the large piece of cold spirit iron he found.

Seeing the other four people put their eyes on the ground and constantly collecting larger pieces of cold spirit iron, like the blind man, Fu Qiang and Lian Zhong, hiding several pieces in their arms, carrying two pieces in their hands, but they were still not satisfied, Luo Fang was also annoyed. He smashed the giant axe heavily on the hard ground and shouted:

"I'll look for it, search for it, search for it! Why don't you go directly into the Gangfeng to find it? There are so many cold spirits that are bigger than you tied together!"

He then stared at Han Zhang fiercely and threatened:

"Mom is so slutty. Boy quickly lead the way. If you can't get to Han Zhang's yard within a quarter of an hour, you'll be ready to wash your neck and head and land!"

Then he said to the scar man Chen Li:

"Ali, go! The three of them stay here, stay as long as they like. Let's kill Han Zhang, take the call certificate and leave."

The scar man Chen Li bumped into two pieces of cold spirit iron the size of a fist in his hand, and without looking at the other three people, he replied simply:

"Okay, boss!"

The giant axe was placed on Han Zhang's neck again, causing him to feel goose bumps. Unlike the chill caused by the cold wind, the murderous intent that was crossing the neck made him not care about delaying time here, and hurriedly led the two of them toward the front.

After looking at each other with eyes and eyes a few times, the three people all put down the cold spirit iron in their hands awkwardly, and tightly wrapped the pieces in their arms, and chased Luo Fang and the others in a few steps. The blind man still shouted:

"Boss, boss! Wait for me, I won't pick it up anymore, I won't pick it up anymore, I'm here."

Luo Fang was also relieved while moving forward. These people would have to use it later. It would be a pity if they were greedy and turned into Gangfengya.

He used the panel of the giant axe to sweep Han Zhang, who was walking in front of him, how could he not see the boy's thoughts? If it weren't for the way he would have sent him on the road with an axe. Now I'll give him some trouble first and wait for the three people behind to catch up.

When the blind and the other two came over, Luo Fang found that Han Zhang was swept over and rolled more than before. After rolling for a few rounds, he was tripped on the ground again. He screamed and fell down a slope. The blind and others were laughing out loud, but he vaguely felt something was wrong.

Luo Fang looked up at the sky so violently.

I saw the gale wind sky that was just now tied up on the corner of the distance, and it was like a curtain with a rope lowered, which suddenly spilled open.

The blue-black sky that seemed calm just now blew up a strong black wind that could be seen in the naked eye. The blue stars wrapped in the black gale were flashing very beautifully, but it made Luo Fang feel frightened.

"Boss, Boss! Look over there! What is this on the ground?"

The blind man suddenly screamed. Luo Fang looked at it and saw a vague light spreading over from the northeast direction at a rapid speed, marking a series of complex light marks on the ground.

At this time, he still didn't understand what was going on?

Luo Fang's eyes suddenly burst into tears and a sentence popped out of his throat:

"Run! Fuck it back!"

Before he finished speaking, he saw that the light marks on the ground had already scratched under his feet, and a strong wind suddenly erupted around him, which directly scattered everyone outside to resist the cold air and instantly scrambled away the internal air.

Suddenly, the other four people realized something, and they all turned their heads to look at Han Zhang under the slope, their eyes full of fierce murderous intent.

But he only saw Han Zhang lying on the ground, and there were light marks scratches on the ground, but unlike them, a trace of light overflowed from the light marks covered him, forming a slightly luminous shield.

Han Zhang had rolled on the ground before, and with hot sweat flowing, his hair was messy at this time, and his body was covered with blue and black debris, like a beggar, but he smiled like a person who had won millions of lottery tickets.
Chapter completed!