Prehistoric: Senior Brother Xuanmen

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The demons have guaranteed their status by controlling the magic spar!

A series of steps such as mining, refining, smelting, and casting of magic spar are all completed by the demons independently, and other races can only "sit back and enjoy the benefits".

In a sense, the demons turned other races into their vassals through the right to mint coins.

It is worth mentioning that the birth of the magic element is only a few hundred thousand years old.

In other words, it is likely that the secret agents of the Demon Race saw the power of currency transactions in the wilderness, and only came up with the Demon Yuan after returning to the Outer Territory.

It was also after the birth of Moyuan that the Mozu really won the title of protagonist.

Xuan Chengzi naturally doesn't have the magic element. Although Patriarch Minghe has some on his body, it was given by others when he came last time. Who knows if there is some kind of restriction on it, so he dare not take it. out to use.

But with the way the two of them behaved, would they still be afraid of lack of money?

Both of them are very good at the art of good fortune, and they can directly fabricate a large number of magic elements that can be faked.

If they were given time to study slowly, Xuan Chengzi could even decipher the branding inside the magic element and directly create a real magic element.

He also has no psychological burden on counterfeiting coins.

After all, he had robbed hundreds of demon gods with Patriarch Styx back then, but now getting some magic power in this strange extraterritorial sky is just a matter of effort.

Relying on these counterfeit coins, the two wandered around the gold-selling caves of various city-states, dealt with people of various religions and ranks, and inquired about the news about the prisoners of war.

"Why, you want to buy some slaves too?"

At this moment, sitting opposite Xuan Chengzi, a middle-aged man in a fine attire smelled of alcohol, squinted his eyes and said with a smile: "Why did you stop, brother? But this Wangyou fine wine can't be on the table, and you can't get into it, brother." The eye of the platform?"

Xuan Chengzi said with a smile: "Your Excellency, you are joking, who doesn't know that this Wangyou fine wine is a first-class fine wine, how could it not be on the table?"

The middle-aged man "hehe" smiled strangely, and drank the wine in his glass, "Although the wine is good, but for me, Moao, business is the most important thing... It's a pity that the expeditionary army was defeated... Cough cough!"

Xuan Chengzi smiled slightly, "Brother, you are drunk, aren't we talking about prisoners of war?"

"Do you think I'm drunk? Hehe...it's fine if I'm drunk!"

Mo Ao poured himself a glass of wine with narrowed eyes, and said with a big smile, "I'm not drunk, but I can't say these words... Today I'm lucky to have a chat with Xiongtai, and it can be regarded as a way to relieve my depression."

While speaking, he drank the wine in his glass and said with a smile: "You are asking the right person today. I specialize in the slave trade business. Those prehistoric prisoners of war are the most in-demand goods right now, a Golden Wonderland The prehistoric prisoner of war can be sold for a high price of [-] magic yuan. If it is a pure-looking female fairy, the price can even be quadrupled!

It's a pity that those prisoners of war are still in the royal city. After the royal family and nobles hold a celebration banquet, these prisoners of war will be put up for auction...

I just hope that too many prisoners of war will not die at the celebration banquet. "

"Oh?"

Xuan Chengzi finally found out the whereabouts of the prisoners of war, especially when he learned that the prisoners of war were all concentrated in Wangcheng, he was relieved, but what Moao said next made him raise his eyebrows slightly, and asked curiously: "Your Excellency, why are you here?" So? It’s just a celebration banquet, so many prisoners of war will die?”

Mo Ao looked at Xuan Chengzi in surprise with staring and slightly drunken eyes, "It seems that you also came from a small place, and you don't even know about it."

Xuan Chengzi quickly revealed his identity as the young master of the Blood Demon Dao.

Moao nodded in relief, "Blood Demon Dao? Sure enough, it came from a small place. No wonder you don't know anything, and your Dao is still so low...Let me tell you, those royal families and nobles like to watch gladiatorial battles the most. Every time a banquet is held , there are a large number of practitioners screaming and fighting, just to be appreciated by those royal families and nobles.

There are so many prehistoric prisoners of war this time, and many of them will definitely be regarded as gladiators. "

Speaking of this, he stared at Xuan Chengzi with blood-red eyes, "Brother, do you think it's funny? Obviously this time the expeditionary army suffered such a big defeat, almost half of the hundreds of millions of troops died... But they actually You still have the mind to hold a celebration banquet, why do you think this is?"

Xuan Chengzi poured himself a glass of wine slowly, "You are really drunk."

"Not bad!"

Mo Ao raised the jug and took a big gulp of fine wine, drunkenly said: "I am indeed drunk, what do I, a businessman, want to do? Winning or losing, it has nothing to do with me!"

Xuan Chengzi smiled, "Isn't it good for you to think so?"

"Ugh……"

Moao sighed and wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't speak, just kept drinking.

Xuan Chengzi silently held the wine glass and sipped lightly.

"Snapped!"

There was a bang in the silent room, and Moao smashed the empty flagon to pieces, and the demon energy surged around him, washing away the heavy alcohol smell, and then looked at Xuan Chengzi and said, "Thank you, brother, today!" Listening to my nagging, I somehow feel kind to Xiongtai when I see him, and I can't help but say a lot of what's in my heart.

But there are some things that are not understandable to outsiders, don't blame me, brother! "

Before he finished speaking, many sharp blades formed by condensed demonic energy appeared around him, and they went straight to kill Xuan Chengzi.

"Oh, it's like this again."

Xuan Chengzi sighed, but seeing how he moved, those sharp blades were fixed in the air and could not move an inch.

Moao turned pale with fright, and wanted to turn around, but found that his body was completely uncontrollable.

"Forgive me..."

He immediately knew that the other party was more powerful than he had imagined, and quickly asked for mercy.

It's just that it's too late.

When he opened his mouth, his physical body immediately froze.

Xuan Chengzi blew lightly, and the middle-aged slave trader on the opposite side turned into a pool of fly ash, annihilated together with the primordial spirit.

At this time, Patriarch Styx came in from outside with an attendant.

The latter's gaze stayed on the pool of flying ash for a moment, then looked at Xuan Chengzi and said, "Guest officer, what are your orders?"

"Clean up here."

Patriarch Minghe threw a piece of magic yuan with a denomination of one hundred in the past.

The attendant immediately took it in his hand, bowed respectfully, and then took out tools from his magic treasure storage and began to clean.

Seeing his appearance, Xuan Chengzi seemed to be used to such things, and couldn't help but feel emotional.

Old Ancestor Minghe said: "Such scenes are common here, especially in the gold selling caves, where similar scenes happen almost every day.

Because these demon practitioners regard the three poisons of greed, ignorance, and hatred as good medicine, they act without any scruples, and this kind of gold-selling cave is the place where all kinds of desires are most likely to reach their peak, and fights will easily occur.

It is very common to beat people to death, or to be beaten to death. "

Xuan Chengzi nodded, this should be one of the reasons why Namoao would attack him.

After all, many of what he said were criticisms of the royal family and nobles. If it was passed on to Yang, he might not be able to win good fruit.

Another important reason is that the young master of the Blood Demon Dao disguised by Xuan Chengzi does not seem to be a powerful character on the surface... Of course, it is only on the surface.

"Forget it, the news has been found out, let's go to Wangcheng."

Xuan Chengzi didn't have a good impression of these demons outside the domain, and only wanted to save people immediately so that he could leave here.

No matter how exquisite the buildings are here, and how extravagant the life is, it can't hide that this is a devil's lair full of desires and evil thoughts.

……

On the huge square of Sky City, Yuan Hong and Ling Zhuzi beheaded their respective opponents almost at the same time. Full of surprise.

General Youdu also stared at the two of them carefully, and opened a vertical eye on his forehead, shooting a dazzling light from it, trying to see through the reality of the two of them.

Yuan Hong and Ling Zhuzi's heart trembled, they could feel that General Youdu was a Mo Luo, and if they let him see something was wrong, they might not be able to please him.

Immediately, the two of them gathered their breaths and concentrated on it, waiting for the battle, ready for both hands.

Fortunately, after staring at them for a while, General Youdu closed the vertical eyes on his forehead again, and said indifferently: "Now you have won four games, and if you win six more games, you will be considered as winners."

His words were tantamount to announcing that the competition would continue.

So, all those demon practitioners stood up eagerly.

"These two immortals are not easy, let me do it!"

"Stand back, let me do it!"

At this moment, all the demon practitioners in the black mist regarded Yuan Hong and Lingzhu as their targets, and their eyes were fiery, as if they had found their prey.

Looking from a distance, one after another demon-like figure stands in the black mist, making one feel oppressed.

Many gods in the square were shocked and angry. They thought that after seeing the strength of Yuan Hong and Ling Zhuzi, these demonic practitioners would know that they were invincible and would not dare to go on stage. They are scrambling to hunt Yuan Hong and Ling Zhuzi who have just shown amazing fighting power.

Fortunately, the two of them had a solid Dao heart, especially Yuan Hong, who was not affected in any way.

"Who will fight with me?!"

Lingzhu shouted loudly, and pointed the tip of the red-tasseled gun at the black mist.

He is ready for a big fight.

"I come!"

A demon cultivator surrounded by bright silver magic light stepped out of the black mist. He was slender, covered with fine scales, and had a shiny snake tail behind him. His whole body exuded a cold aura that should not be entered by strangers, as if If you disagree with each other, you will be ruthless as a killer.

"Hehe... Brother Snake, don't worry, why don't you leave this opponent to me."

A slender female monk stepped out of the black mist, her golden hair shone as brightly as if made of gold, and the ends of her hair were covered with little snakes.

Those little snakes were all alive, and from time to time golden energy boiled out, forming a halo that enveloped her in a terrifying way.

Lingzhu laughed loudly, "Don't worry those of you who are rushing to die, come one by one, I promise to send you off one by one!"

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"Come on! Anyone can die!"

Lingzhu strode forward, and after two battles, his energy surged like boiling smoke.

Every time he takes a step forward, his aura can increase a bit.

After a dozen or so steps, he has raised himself to the most extreme state in his life!

"Very good, it makes more sense to hunt like this!"

Moxiu, who had a silver snake tail, said with a sneer, "This prey is mine! Don't snatch it!"

The snake-haired female demon cultivator next to him "tsk tsk" twice, and turned her eyes to the calm Yuan Hong, "Then it seems that I can only let you be my prey."

"Stop talking nonsense, kill!"

Yuan Hong didn't get used to her at all, he just waved his arms, waved the iron rod in his hand and turned it into a shocking rainbow, and threw it at the female demon cultivator.

At the same time, the demon cultivator with a snake tail also took the initiative to attack.

"Chong!"

His eyes were gloomy and cold, and the long silver snake tail on his back suddenly flicked, accompanied by pitch-black devilish energy, it smashed down layers of space, and collided with Lingzhu's red-tasseled spear.

The sound of metal is harsh, and sparks fly.

All the immortals and gods in the square were shocked.

They have already seen the fighting power of Lingzhu, but this snake demon can use his body to forcibly shake Lingzhu's red-tasseled spear?

Then how strong is his physical body?

"At least it is the peak of the Supreme Demon Realm, and even a Mara!"

Someone guessed the realm of the snake demon, and came up with a dumbfounded answer.

Because Ling Zhuzi was not able to overwhelm his opponent this time, on the contrary he was the one being overwhelmed.

This battle broke out in the center of the square. Through the layers of small worlds, the surrounding gods could see that Lingzhu had sacrificed various Taoist magical powers, but they still couldn't gain the upper hand.

Because the body of the snake demon is solid and immortal, it is difficult for the various attacks of the spirit beads to cause damage to it.

The spirit bead had attracted the Five Elements Heavenly Thunder to bombard him several times, but in the end it was just a string of sparks, which could not be moved at all.

At the same time, his attacks are also very fierce, and all kinds of magical powers are strange and incomparable, possessing impressive power.

Because there is no Immortal Dao Seal, once injured, it cannot be recovered instantly, so the Lingzhu didn't dare to take the opponent's attack head-on, so it could only keep dodging.

As a result, he was also forced to give up many opportunities to attack.

One bad move, and the whole game is lost.

The snake demon just grasped the fact that Lingzhu didn't want to get hurt, and kept attacking violently. His moves were all fighting for their lives, and it showed a miraculous effect. The round after round of attacks made Lingzhu gasp. Out of breath, he was accidentally injured twice in succession, causing him to cough up blood.

Of course, being able to do this is also based on the fact that the snake demon itself is strong enough.

If he is not strong enough, Lingzhuzi can completely defeat the opponent as before.

"How long are you going to hide!"

After the two fought fiercely for more than 100 rounds, the snake demon stared at the spirit bead coldly, his eyes full of sarcasm.