Dragon Blood Devil Soldier

However, at this moment, three black shadows suddenly appeared on the platform and landed in the area between Hong Lie and the white-haired old man. The three cold auras pervaded the air and locked onto Hong Lie and the white-haired old man in an instant.    

These three black figures were the three deacon of the temple pavilion s who were in charge of protecting the teleportation formation on the stage.    

The leading deacon of the temple pavilion said coldly, "This is the location of the teleportation passage. If it continues to disturb the order, the Great Sect Competition slots will be removed!"    

The majesty of the Temple Hall, even a fifth stage super sect would not dare to be too presumptuous. The white-haired old man and Hong Lie immediately retracted their auras, and after exchanging a cold snort, they turned their heads away from each other.    

"What a disappointment." Seeing that the three deacons of the Temple Hall had cut off a good show, almost all of the people from the various sects present shook their heads and sighed in their hearts.    

Between sects, there had never been any true, pure allies. The only thing that existed was a relationship of benefits. If a war were to break out between Spirit Profound Martial House s, then as a Spirit Profound Martial House of a third-grade small sect, he would naturally be exterminated.    

And at that time, the Dongxuan would lose a sect, which also meant that this piece of resource would become a big cake.    

"Lord Protector, I'm sorry for the trouble." Long Bufan tilted his head and looked at Hong Lie who was at the side, and said with a sound transmission that carried a tinge of apology.    

Hong Lie patted Long Bufan's shoulder, and laughed indifferently: "It's fine, young people should be so hot-blooded."    

After that, the leading deacon of the temple pavilion's eyes swept across the crowd. Seeing that there were almost enough people, he spoke in a deep voice: "Next, let's activate the formation. Everyone understands the rules, activating the formation requires a lot of energy, so everyone will have to pay one million primeval stone."    

"A million primeval stone?"    

The corners of their mouths twitched violently as they stared in disbelief at the enormous formation in the middle of the tall platform. They truly could not understand why such a frightening number of people was needed to activate this formation.    

One had to know, a million primeval stone s was no small amount for juniors like them who still needed the sect's support!    

With regards to this rule, although Hong Lie, the white-haired old man and the others were all sly old foxes, Long Bufan still caught a glimpse of pain on their faces.    

Long Bufan rubbed his nose, naturally understanding the unspoken rules. It was clear that these three deacon of the temple pavilion s wanted to take advantage of the teleportation passage to gain some speed. There were more than ten sects present, which meant that there were more than ten million primeval stone.    

Of course, the teleportation channels of the Dongxuan are separated into three areas, and the various large and small sects combined have around 500 to 600, so when we split them up, each teleportation point has about 200 Sect Genius s that come to use them, and if each person charged 1 million primeval stone, that would be 200 million primeval stone!    

With such a large number, in Temple Hall, being in charge of passing down the array would definitely be a waste.    

"Sigh, Gao Wen, our Beast Master School has been declining over these years. How our sect will develop in the future will depend on your achievements in the Great Sect Competition this time." The Beastmaster Sect's bald strong man let out a light sigh, and then, with a wave of his hand, a yellow storage bag flew towards the deacon of the temple pavilion.    

"Don't worry, Master. I won't let you down." Gao Wen, the bald young man, had a resolute expression on his honest face as he muttered to himself.    

Immediately after, the white-haired elder of Yuan Gate and the instructors from the other sects also threw out their storage bag s. It was obvious that the one million primeval stone had been prepared.    

The deacon of the temple pavilion's gaze swept across everyone, and finally stopped on Long Bufan and Hong Lie. He asked: "What about you two?"    

Long Bufan looked at the indifferent Hong Lie beside him, and raised his eyebrows, indicating to him, what are you standing around for, the big bosses have already paid the toll, quickly take it out.    

Hong Lie scratched his nose and said: "Don't look at me with that kind of expression. You have to pay for yourself with this one million primeval stone. This old man has always treated money as dirt, so I don't have that many on me."    

When these words came out, the surrounding geniuses could not help but laugh. They felt sympathy for Long Bufan and followed a stingy elder.    

"He can't even take out a mere one million primeval stone. It really is a low rank sect." Liu Yunluo mocked in disdain.    

Long Bufan was startled for a moment, then laughed helplessly as subtlety of consciousness took out a thousand golden primeval stone.    

"Superior primeval stone!"    

The eyes of the people present lit up, looking at the pile of primeval stone that was floating in front of Long Bufan, their eyes were filled with shock.