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Chapter 570(2/2)

The three holy lands are still unshakable.

"Mr. Dao, I have a channel here to exchange for the 'Tianding Pill' with lower procedures. Do you need it?"

A sneaky boy in a cloak came to An Qisheng and whispered.

"oh?"

An Qisheng glanced at the boy and seemed to have just condensed his true form, but his breath was unstable, and it seemed that he was pushed up with elixirs.

"In Tianjiao City, we are the only one who can exchange the 'Tianding Pill' in private."

The boy whispered.

"Yeah?"

An Qisheng ignored it and glanced at the boy lightly, and walked towards the "Spiritual Pavilion" next to the road.

Of course he did not have the "Tianding Pill", but there were a lot of elixirs on the more than ten masters of all kinds of magic in his cave.

There are also millions of Tianding Pills.

It’s a bit exaggerating to buy this street, but it’s not a big problem to buy the second half of the street.

There is a weakened formation platform in Tianjiao City, which can move within a radius of 30,000 miles of Tianjiao City. Although it is not very useful to great monks, it is naturally extremely useful to ordinary people and some young monks who have condensed their true form.

It is precisely because of the convenience of walking that there is a lot of fresh meat preparations in Tianjiao City.

You know, this is the flesh of a spirit beast.

There are many kinds of spiritual meat in the Spirit Meat Pavilion, but An Qisheng needs the most meat with dragon energy.

This is thanks to the character of the "Old Dragon King", his cloth plantings all over the world, and there are tens of millions of descendants alone, passed down from generation to generation, even many people have the aura of the dragon clan.

So much so that tens of thousands of years later, dragon meat has become the most common delicacy for monks in the world. I think this is something that the "old dragon king" did not expect.

I picked some of them casually and fed them to the hungry little golden-winged big roll.

He bought tens of thousands of kilograms of various dragon meat at will. An Qisheng went out and turned left, but did not walk on the street, but walked towards an alley.

Zhu Dahai scratched his head, as if he felt something, but when An Qisheng ignored it, he had to follow him.
Chapter completed!
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