Chapter: 6735
"It's ridiculous, are you looking for death? It's just a guy in the middle of the Great Tribulation, and he dares to be so arrogant!"
Yan Meng laughed, Zhuo Wen's words just now sounded so ridiculous to her.
"Hey! You brat who doesn't know the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth, you'd better die!"
Among the three people surrounding Zhuowen, the fat man standing in front of Zhuowen smiled coldly, and immediately sacrificed his own world.
And the other two didn't dare to be negligent, and sacrificed their own worlds one after another, the terrifying aura of the great catastrophe rushed out like thunder, terrifying and astonishing.
A wicked smile appeared on the corner of Zhuo Wen's mouth, and a blood-like red light shone in the depths of his eyes, and a devilish energy like ink surged out of his body, instantly enveloping the three people around him.
"What is this? My strength...my power is being weakened, my soul...ah..."
In the billowing magic fog, the voices of the three became panicked, and then they let out a shrill scream.
The triumphant expression on Yan Meng's face completely froze, her pupils were tightly locked looking at the billowing magic mist, those screams pierced her heart like sharp needles, making her heart sink to the bottom.
The screams disappeared quickly, and the magic mist as thick as mud also gradually receded.
I saw Zhuo Wen still standing there, as if he hadn't moved at all. Beside him, there were three figures standing stiffly.
Yan Meng looked, and was shocked to find that these three figures were her companions.
It's just that the faces of these three people are dull, and their eyes are shining with a strange red light, making Yanmeng extremely strange and frightened.
Yanmeng stumbled and wanted to back off and run away.
Whoosh whoosh!
The three roared like wild beasts, and suddenly rushed out, surrounding Yanmeng.
"I'm Yanmeng, what's wrong with you? Don't you even know me?"
Yan Meng fell to the ground, looking at the three pairs of red eyes with some fear.
The three partners who were obedient to her in the past looked so strange today.
"They are now my golems, and they only obey my orders!"
Zhuo Wen walked over slowly, looking down at Yan Meng who had fallen to the ground indifferently.
The effect of the magic dye is really astonishing. Zhuo Wen was a little surprised that the three monks in the late stage of the Great Tribulation were polluted by the magic dye and turned into magic puppets in such a short period of time.
Zhuo Wen suspects that for all monks below the cosmic law, his magic dye has a high success rate of polluting the enemy into a magic puppet.
Yan Meng sat down on the ground, she first glanced at the three companions who surrounded her who had lost their minds, and then at Zhuo Wen with indifferent eyes.
She knew that this time he mentioned the hard board.
"My lord, Yan Meng is so obsessed with ghosts that he has evil intentions towards you! Please forgive Yan Meng's fault!" Yan Meng lowered her head and pleaded.
"Don't talk nonsense, take me to the black market! If you dare to lie to me again this time, I don't mind letting you never see the sun of tomorrow." Zhuo Wen said flatly.
Yan Meng nodded again and again, and said: "Okay, don't worry, my lord, Yan Meng will definitely not play any tricks this time!"
After seeing Zhuo Wen's weird tricks, Yan Meng really didn't dare to play tricks, this time she was much more honest.
And the black market, as Zhuowen guessed, is not in the old neighborhood that Yanmeng brought him here.
This block is actually an old den of Yanmeng. They often bring ordinary monks who have just arrived in the Holy City of Zixuan to come here, and then a group of people take action to rob money, and when necessary, they will kill people and destroy their corpses. .
The black market is located in the southeast of Zixuan Holy City, where there is a huge underground area.
Of course, this underground area is hidden underground in the residential area. That underground area is like an underground city, with rows of buildings and a lot of people.
This underground city is commonly known as the black market.
The black market is actually illegal in Zixuan Holy City.
But it has never been checked out. It is said that there is a certain saint behind it as a backer.
As for which saintess it is, it is currently unknown.
The entrance to the black market is an inconspicuous first floor, and in the depths of this floor, there are small teleportation arrays hidden. wavv
These teleportation arrays lead directly to the underground black market.
"Yanmeng, I never thought you would dare to come to the black market! Last time you almost died, didn't you learn a lesson? Let me remind you, that lord came to the black market today, you'd better pray for your luck Come on, don't run into him!" JrNovels.com
Yan Meng laughed, Zhuo Wen's words just now sounded so ridiculous to her.
"Hey! You brat who doesn't know the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth, you'd better die!"
Among the three people surrounding Zhuowen, the fat man standing in front of Zhuowen smiled coldly, and immediately sacrificed his own world.
And the other two didn't dare to be negligent, and sacrificed their own worlds one after another, the terrifying aura of the great catastrophe rushed out like thunder, terrifying and astonishing.
A wicked smile appeared on the corner of Zhuo Wen's mouth, and a blood-like red light shone in the depths of his eyes, and a devilish energy like ink surged out of his body, instantly enveloping the three people around him.
"What is this? My strength...my power is being weakened, my soul...ah..."
In the billowing magic fog, the voices of the three became panicked, and then they let out a shrill scream.
The triumphant expression on Yan Meng's face completely froze, her pupils were tightly locked looking at the billowing magic mist, those screams pierced her heart like sharp needles, making her heart sink to the bottom.
The screams disappeared quickly, and the magic mist as thick as mud also gradually receded.
I saw Zhuo Wen still standing there, as if he hadn't moved at all. Beside him, there were three figures standing stiffly.
Yan Meng looked, and was shocked to find that these three figures were her companions.
It's just that the faces of these three people are dull, and their eyes are shining with a strange red light, making Yanmeng extremely strange and frightened.
Yanmeng stumbled and wanted to back off and run away.
Whoosh whoosh!
The three roared like wild beasts, and suddenly rushed out, surrounding Yanmeng.
"I'm Yanmeng, what's wrong with you? Don't you even know me?"
Yan Meng fell to the ground, looking at the three pairs of red eyes with some fear.
The three partners who were obedient to her in the past looked so strange today.
"They are now my golems, and they only obey my orders!"
Zhuo Wen walked over slowly, looking down at Yan Meng who had fallen to the ground indifferently.
The effect of the magic dye is really astonishing. Zhuo Wen was a little surprised that the three monks in the late stage of the Great Tribulation were polluted by the magic dye and turned into magic puppets in such a short period of time.
Zhuo Wen suspects that for all monks below the cosmic law, his magic dye has a high success rate of polluting the enemy into a magic puppet.
Yan Meng sat down on the ground, she first glanced at the three companions who surrounded her who had lost their minds, and then at Zhuo Wen with indifferent eyes.
She knew that this time he mentioned the hard board.
"My lord, Yan Meng is so obsessed with ghosts that he has evil intentions towards you! Please forgive Yan Meng's fault!" Yan Meng lowered her head and pleaded.
"Don't talk nonsense, take me to the black market! If you dare to lie to me again this time, I don't mind letting you never see the sun of tomorrow." Zhuo Wen said flatly.
Yan Meng nodded again and again, and said: "Okay, don't worry, my lord, Yan Meng will definitely not play any tricks this time!"
After seeing Zhuo Wen's weird tricks, Yan Meng really didn't dare to play tricks, this time she was much more honest.
And the black market, as Zhuowen guessed, is not in the old neighborhood that Yanmeng brought him here.
This block is actually an old den of Yanmeng. They often bring ordinary monks who have just arrived in the Holy City of Zixuan to come here, and then a group of people take action to rob money, and when necessary, they will kill people and destroy their corpses. .
The black market is located in the southeast of Zixuan Holy City, where there is a huge underground area.
Of course, this underground area is hidden underground in the residential area. That underground area is like an underground city, with rows of buildings and a lot of people.
This underground city is commonly known as the black market.
The black market is actually illegal in Zixuan Holy City.
But it has never been checked out. It is said that there is a certain saint behind it as a backer.
As for which saintess it is, it is currently unknown.
The entrance to the black market is an inconspicuous first floor, and in the depths of this floor, there are small teleportation arrays hidden. wavv
These teleportation arrays lead directly to the underground black market.
"Yanmeng, I never thought you would dare to come to the black market! Last time you almost died, didn't you learn a lesson? Let me remind you, that lord came to the black market today, you'd better pray for your luck Come on, don't run into him!" JrNovels.com
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