Chapter 176

The impossible Demon Emperor stared at the monks who successfully lined up to join the market with expressionless face.

The monk was very excited. He finally ranked in the business and came in the top 100, which means he was able to buy a piece of voice transmission jade.

If it weren't for the restriction of one piece of Transmission Jade, he would have wanted to buy it all.

But it doesn't matter. Just one piece of Transmission Jade can be made by one piece. He can also buy more top-level immortal weapons.

Therefore, after deciding on the transmission jade, he hurried to the display cabinet of one of the immortal artifacts and began to select his own top immortal artifacts.

But there are all kinds of top-level immortal weapons. As a monk who has never seen even a powerful spiritual weapon, he has no idea what he is suitable for.

So when he saw someone next to the display counter, he asked happily: "Brother! Come and introduce me to how these immortal tools are used? Which one is better?"

Mu Changyuan stared at him expressionlessly.

The monk was all about top-level immortal weapons, and he didn't notice Mu Changyuan's eyes at all. He sighed and said, "I told you that the money I saved was originally intended to buy a top-quality spiritual weapon for myself. I have been saving it for a long time, but now there are immortal weapons, so I have to borrow more money to buy it. Master Song Feng is really great. She is simply benefiting our cultivation world. With these immortal weapons, are we the same as immortals?"

Mu Changyuan continued to stare at him expressionlessly.

After looking at it for a while, the monk couldn't choose which one to choose, and he was very embarrassed: "Why do you think that each one is good? Brother, please help me see which one should I buy?"

Mu Changyuan still stared at him expressionlessly.

The monk finally realized that something seemed to be a little wrong, why didn't he hear this brother speak?

He raised his head in confusion and looked into a pair of bottomless eyes. The silver-white mask was cold and invisibly a huge pressure that made people feel breathless, instantly enveloped his body.

This monk even felt a hint of murderous intent?

The monk was shocked, frightened, and his body involuntarily took several steps back.

"You, you..." What is this for!

Damn, is this the shopkeeper of the business?

Are you really not afraid of losing business if you find a shopkeeper who looks like a god of killing?

The monk was frightened, and then he was so excited that he looked at the counter around him, and then... he was silent.

The counter on the left was a tall man with a more ferocious look. When he smiled, he had a fleshy face and a distorted expression. He even felt that he was smiling very amiable. The monk vaguely heard the other party say, "I am Dahan. If you don't understand anything, you can ask me."

Monk: "…"

Then on the left, there was a... Well, a child? That's right, it was a child who looked over teenagers. The little boy smiled sweetly and said, "Brother and sister, look at me! The fairy weapon I sell is the best in the business! Top fairy weapon cannot be unsold. Brother and sister each one, help Xiao Jingba!"

Monk: "…"

The problem is that there is no problem, just... why do these words sound so strange?

But when the monk swept his eyes to the back, he became even more silent.

If he read it correctly, he would have seen a thousand-year-old ghost?!

Yes, he actually saw a thousand-year-old ghost selling immortal weapons!

Ghost selling immortal weapon??
Chapter completed!