Chapter 4343
"Lost... Lost? Are you kidding!"
Two black armor friars, looking at the sword lying on the ground, struggling, but still unable to get up, were full of complexity and shock.
Zhuo Wen walked slowly to the front of the sword. The latter raised his head, bit his teeth and said, "you... You hide your accomplishments? Who are you?"
Zhuo Wen looked down at the sword lying at his feet and said expressionless, "I'm just a passer-by to deal in the black city, and I'm going to oppress me because of my high cultivation. You're also to blame for your death now."
With that, Zhuo Wen didn't give the sword a chance to beg for mercy. The Taiyou holy sword in his hand gently lifted up and then fell suddenly.
The sharp blade, like ice, pierced the heart of the sword and instantly penetrated his head.
Jianwu stared at Zhuo Wen with wide eyes. His eyes were filled with complex emotions such as unwilling, resentment, regret and so on.
He didn't expect to die. He just shot at a garbage in the middle of the disaster, and finally caused him to fall.
A thought difference is between life and death!
After Zhuo Wen's sword penetrated the center of the sword's eyebrows, he slowly pulled out the Taiyou holy sword. Holding the bloody blade, he stepped into the open black city gate without expression.
Originally, the gate of the black city was opened for the sword, but now, the sword was killed by Zhuo Wen. How dare the two black armor friars stop Zhuo Wen.
Yanmeng hurriedly followed Zhuo Wen and followed him silently behind him.
Her heart is full of anxiety, and her heart jumps very fast. The more she deeply understands the strength of Zhuo Wen, the more she fears Zhuo Wen.
However, when she found that Zhuo Wen didn't pursue her meaning, she was also slightly relieved. In the face of Zhuo Wen, she became more and more respectful and didn't dare to be presumptuous.
As soon as he entered the black city, Zhuo Wen sensed that there was a strong and obscure atmosphere in this dark city.
The weakest breath is around the beginning of the cosmic law phase, and some powerful ones have even reached the peak of the cosmic law phase.
Black city, worthy of being the core of the underground black market, has gathered so many strong people.
In the black city, there is only a wide street, surrounded by inns and residential areas.
Most of the monks who hurried along the streets wore masks and hoods to shield their divine consciousness.
Zhuo Wen and yanmeng had already prepared the corresponding masks and hoods before entering the underground black market.
However, their accomplishments are too low. Their breath can still be sensed by many friars of cosmic law. They are friars of the great disaster of heaven and earth.
At the end of the street stands the most eye-catching black tower.
The architectural style of this black tower is angular and sharp. It looks like a scabbard sword.
The black tower is the core trading office of the black city. Many strong people will take out precious items to trade in the black tower. If someone can see it, the head of the black tower will arrange both sides to enter the dark room for negotiation.
Although yanmeng has never entered the black city, he has also known the black city before.
In yanmeng, Zhuo Wen also knows that the main transactions in the black city are carried out in the black tower.
The inns in the black city are all prepared for foreign monks. Of course, some strong people buy the real estate in the black city and turn it into Inns to earn long-term income.
Moreover, the inns in the black city are not ordinary inns, but excellent places for cultivation with extremely strong chaotic energy, which just meets the needs of many monks who can meditate in the inn while waiting in the black city.
Zhuo Wen enters the black tower with smoke dream.
To Zhuo Wen's frustration, the entrance fee of the black tower was extremely expensive. He had to pay five million chaotic spars to get the black tower token.
The black tower token only has the right to enter and exit the black tower 50 times. After 50 times, the black tower token will disintegrate and cannot be used.
The black tower has ten floors. Each floor has a huge central hall, and there is a huge light curtain in the center of the hall.
On the light screen, there are dense subtitles, and the contents are basically all kinds of trading products, such as divine medicine, artifact, divine pill, divine material, divine talisman and so on.
Behind these trading goods, there is a corresponding code, which is the code of the owner of the trading goods.
If someone likes the corresponding items, the person in charge of the black tower will contact the owner of the trading items and arrange the two to negotiate the transaction, and the black tower will charge the corresponding handling fee.
Zhuo Wen understands that there are so many strong people gathered in the black city, and the black tower still exists. I'm afraid the backstage is really hard.
In the black tower, the more up, the more precious the trading goods displayed, and the higher the price. Some even can't be purchased with money alone, but need the corresponding precious goods to trade.
"Eh? The ancient stone of the magic abyss..."
On the sixth floor of the black tower, Zhuo Wen stopped in front of the central hall and his eyes fell on the light curtain of the hall.
In the center of the light curtain, an introduction to the ancient stone of the magic abyss completely aroused his interest.
The ancient stone of the magic abyss is born with strong magic nature. The strong magic nature has great side effects on most monks.
But for the demon cultivation, the ancient stone of the demon yuan is like precious jade, which can greatly speed up the speed of the demon cultivation.
In the introduction, it is said that the magic yuan ancient stone predicts that it can increase the cultivation speed of magic cultivation twice, which is extremely amazing.
However, the ancient stone of the magic abyss is only suitable for magic cultivation and has great limitations, so not many people pay attention to it.
Although there are hundreds of areas outside the boundary to accommodate hundreds of rivers, the magic cultivation is always in the minority, which also makes the position of the ancient stone of the magic yuan in the black tower a little awkward and no one cares.
Zhuo Wen thought and walked to the nearest counter in the central hall.
Behind the counter was a beautiful woman with a professional smile on her mouth.
"My Lord, what kind of goods do you want to trade?" the woman asked with a smile.
"Magic abyss ancient stone!" Zhuo Wen deliberately pressed his voice very low, slightly hoarse.
The woman was stunned, then nodded and said, "Sir, wait a moment, I'll call the person in charge of the sixth floor!"
As the woman said this, she got up and walked out toward the depths of the hall.
After a while, the woman came out with a middle-aged man with cold eyes.
The middle-aged man is not tall, even shorter than the woman around him, but his eyes are extremely sharp, like a hawk and falcon, giving people a very uncomfortable feeling.
This man's breath is not weak, but he is a strong man in the middle of the phase of cosmic law.
"Lord Shangguan, this is the guest who wants to trade the magic yuan ancient stone!"
The woman went to the counter. Xianxianyu pointed to Zhuo Wen and said to the middle-aged man around her.
The middle-aged man took a look at Zhuo Wen and asked the woman to stay at her post, while he came to Zhuo Wen.
Two black armor friars, looking at the sword lying on the ground, struggling, but still unable to get up, were full of complexity and shock.
Zhuo Wen walked slowly to the front of the sword. The latter raised his head, bit his teeth and said, "you... You hide your accomplishments? Who are you?"
Zhuo Wen looked down at the sword lying at his feet and said expressionless, "I'm just a passer-by to deal in the black city, and I'm going to oppress me because of my high cultivation. You're also to blame for your death now."
With that, Zhuo Wen didn't give the sword a chance to beg for mercy. The Taiyou holy sword in his hand gently lifted up and then fell suddenly.
The sharp blade, like ice, pierced the heart of the sword and instantly penetrated his head.
Jianwu stared at Zhuo Wen with wide eyes. His eyes were filled with complex emotions such as unwilling, resentment, regret and so on.
He didn't expect to die. He just shot at a garbage in the middle of the disaster, and finally caused him to fall.
A thought difference is between life and death!
After Zhuo Wen's sword penetrated the center of the sword's eyebrows, he slowly pulled out the Taiyou holy sword. Holding the bloody blade, he stepped into the open black city gate without expression.
Originally, the gate of the black city was opened for the sword, but now, the sword was killed by Zhuo Wen. How dare the two black armor friars stop Zhuo Wen.
Yanmeng hurriedly followed Zhuo Wen and followed him silently behind him.
Her heart is full of anxiety, and her heart jumps very fast. The more she deeply understands the strength of Zhuo Wen, the more she fears Zhuo Wen.
However, when she found that Zhuo Wen didn't pursue her meaning, she was also slightly relieved. In the face of Zhuo Wen, she became more and more respectful and didn't dare to be presumptuous.
As soon as he entered the black city, Zhuo Wen sensed that there was a strong and obscure atmosphere in this dark city.
The weakest breath is around the beginning of the cosmic law phase, and some powerful ones have even reached the peak of the cosmic law phase.
Black city, worthy of being the core of the underground black market, has gathered so many strong people.
In the black city, there is only a wide street, surrounded by inns and residential areas.
Most of the monks who hurried along the streets wore masks and hoods to shield their divine consciousness.
Zhuo Wen and yanmeng had already prepared the corresponding masks and hoods before entering the underground black market.
However, their accomplishments are too low. Their breath can still be sensed by many friars of cosmic law. They are friars of the great disaster of heaven and earth.
At the end of the street stands the most eye-catching black tower.
The architectural style of this black tower is angular and sharp. It looks like a scabbard sword.
The black tower is the core trading office of the black city. Many strong people will take out precious items to trade in the black tower. If someone can see it, the head of the black tower will arrange both sides to enter the dark room for negotiation.
Although yanmeng has never entered the black city, he has also known the black city before.
In yanmeng, Zhuo Wen also knows that the main transactions in the black city are carried out in the black tower.
The inns in the black city are all prepared for foreign monks. Of course, some strong people buy the real estate in the black city and turn it into Inns to earn long-term income.
Moreover, the inns in the black city are not ordinary inns, but excellent places for cultivation with extremely strong chaotic energy, which just meets the needs of many monks who can meditate in the inn while waiting in the black city.
Zhuo Wen enters the black tower with smoke dream.
To Zhuo Wen's frustration, the entrance fee of the black tower was extremely expensive. He had to pay five million chaotic spars to get the black tower token.
The black tower token only has the right to enter and exit the black tower 50 times. After 50 times, the black tower token will disintegrate and cannot be used.
The black tower has ten floors. Each floor has a huge central hall, and there is a huge light curtain in the center of the hall.
On the light screen, there are dense subtitles, and the contents are basically all kinds of trading products, such as divine medicine, artifact, divine pill, divine material, divine talisman and so on.
Behind these trading goods, there is a corresponding code, which is the code of the owner of the trading goods.
If someone likes the corresponding items, the person in charge of the black tower will contact the owner of the trading items and arrange the two to negotiate the transaction, and the black tower will charge the corresponding handling fee.
Zhuo Wen understands that there are so many strong people gathered in the black city, and the black tower still exists. I'm afraid the backstage is really hard.
In the black tower, the more up, the more precious the trading goods displayed, and the higher the price. Some even can't be purchased with money alone, but need the corresponding precious goods to trade.
"Eh? The ancient stone of the magic abyss..."
On the sixth floor of the black tower, Zhuo Wen stopped in front of the central hall and his eyes fell on the light curtain of the hall.
In the center of the light curtain, an introduction to the ancient stone of the magic abyss completely aroused his interest.
The ancient stone of the magic abyss is born with strong magic nature. The strong magic nature has great side effects on most monks.
But for the demon cultivation, the ancient stone of the demon yuan is like precious jade, which can greatly speed up the speed of the demon cultivation.
In the introduction, it is said that the magic yuan ancient stone predicts that it can increase the cultivation speed of magic cultivation twice, which is extremely amazing.
However, the ancient stone of the magic abyss is only suitable for magic cultivation and has great limitations, so not many people pay attention to it.
Although there are hundreds of areas outside the boundary to accommodate hundreds of rivers, the magic cultivation is always in the minority, which also makes the position of the ancient stone of the magic yuan in the black tower a little awkward and no one cares.
Zhuo Wen thought and walked to the nearest counter in the central hall.
Behind the counter was a beautiful woman with a professional smile on her mouth.
"My Lord, what kind of goods do you want to trade?" the woman asked with a smile.
"Magic abyss ancient stone!" Zhuo Wen deliberately pressed his voice very low, slightly hoarse.
The woman was stunned, then nodded and said, "Sir, wait a moment, I'll call the person in charge of the sixth floor!"
As the woman said this, she got up and walked out toward the depths of the hall.
After a while, the woman came out with a middle-aged man with cold eyes.
The middle-aged man is not tall, even shorter than the woman around him, but his eyes are extremely sharp, like a hawk and falcon, giving people a very uncomfortable feeling.
This man's breath is not weak, but he is a strong man in the middle of the phase of cosmic law.
"Lord Shangguan, this is the guest who wants to trade the magic yuan ancient stone!"
The woman went to the counter. Xianxianyu pointed to Zhuo Wen and said to the middle-aged man around her.
The middle-aged man took a look at Zhuo Wen and asked the woman to stay at her post, while he came to Zhuo Wen.
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