Chapter Fifty-Three: The Ghost Division
Late at night, in the underground black market of Bloodcloud Town......
"There's really everything for sale here......"
Walking in the underground black market, the corners of Nie Chen's mouth couldn't help twitching and said, Almost everything is sold in various stalls, the skeleton of the Soul King powerhouse or even the Soul King powerhouse, there is still fresh blood on the skeleton, the Yuan Dan of the soul beast that has just been pulled out of the soul beast's body, all kinds of weapons, and there are blood stains on the weapons.
Although the things are all different, there is one thing that can be determined, that is, these things are basically from unknown sources, even if you buy them, you must use them carefully, otherwise you will be unlucky to be found by the original owner of these things or people who know the original owner of this thing, so the better the things here, the more careful you have to be when you use them.
"When we arrived, this was the branch of the "ghost" in Yasukuni. ”
Mo Wuyin took Nie Chen and Xue Ling to the ghost division, and directly above the gate of the ghost division was the statue of the head of the Earth Flame Demon Dragon, which was famous for killing among the seventh-level soul beasts, the two eyes of the statue were carved from two black eyeballs of unknown materials, and the two pitch-black eyeballs seemed to have magical power, and Nie Chen and Xue Ling seemed to have fallen into it as soon as they saw it.
"Broken ......"
When Nie Chen was about to fall in, he suddenly became alert, and escaped from the attraction of the black pupil with a loud shout, and at the same time woke up Xue Ling, who was also trapped in the black pupil.
"Alright, let's go inside. ”
Mo Wuyin nodded with satisfaction and said, the eyes of this Earth Flame Demon Dragon are inlaid by the eyes of the real Earth Flame Demon Dragon with a soul dementor array, and it will take an hour for ordinary soul monarchs to wake up, if the soul monarch with a slightly lower strength is very likely to even have their souls sucked in, and they will never come back, and only those who can break through this soul array can be worthy of entering the ghost division.
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"This is the Ghost Branch, it's really depressing. ”
Nie Chen walked into the ghost branch and frowned and said, the entire hall of the ghost branch was gloomy and gloomy, full of bloody power that even the naked eye could see, and most of the people who came and went were wearing black robes and walking back and forth with gloomy faces, as if the whole world owed him.
"Ah......h
A miserable scream came, Nie Chen and the others turned their faces to see that a young man with a scar on his face had a sword stuck in the heart of another one-armed man, and it was the one-armed man who made the scream, and the one-armed man's body quickly dried up, and after a while, he became a dried corpse and fell to the ground.
"Rice ...... After chasing you for so long, I finally slaughtered you. ”
The scar-faced man pulled out the sword from the corpse, only to see that the hilt of the sword was inlaid with a sky-blue gem, and the sword body was blood-red as if it was dyed with blood, and slowly the red faded into a silver-white sword body, while the original blue gem turned into blood red, the man looked at the shriveled corpse and stretched out his tongue to lick the long sword in his hand, and said with a sneering smile.
"Bloodthirsty Sword, this kid is the disciple of that guy from the Blood Soul Old Demon?"
Mo Wuyin saw the silver-white long sword and said with some doubts, the Blood Soul Old Demon is a strong man at the peak of the Soul Emperor in the Underworld, and he has several relationships with Mo Wuyin, and the long sword in the hand of the scar-faced man is the sword of the Blood Soul Old Demon, the best mysterious weapon "Bloodthirsty Sword", this sword is a fierce sword, it was originally a low-grade holy weapon, but it was sealed into a superb mysterious weapon, even so, once it is stabbed by this sword, it will be sucked dry of blood and die, and half of the blood sucked away will go to the sword owner.
"Second Rank Soul Monarch, if I don't use that sword, I will defeat him within ten moves. ”
Nie Chen saw the scar-faced man's cultivation at a glance and said lightly, the current Nie Chen can kill him even if he is a strong person who has just entered the realm of the Soul King, but the soul technique cultivated by the scar-faced man is a bit evil, so it takes some effort (fat cat: no one's exercises are as evil as yours).
"Well, what if he uses that sword, brother?"
Xue Ling asked a little strangely when he heard this, for some reason Xue Ling always felt that the sword was not so simple.
"Hmph, if he dares to use that sword, I'll turn him into a dry corpse with one move. ”
Nie Chen snorted coldly and said, he also saw the secret of the sword, but if it was about the ability to suck blood, the scar-faced man would have to call him his ancestor, and besides, the scar-faced man's cultivation was negative, and the Zhiyang Buddha light of the Pure Heart Mantra could also suppress the man to death, this is the man looked up at Nie Chen, and a disdainful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth and turned to leave.
"I don't want to, let's go, let's go, the task is handed in. ”
Mo Wuyin shook his head after seeing the scar-faced man leave, and said to Xue Ling and Nie Chen, walking towards a window.
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"Letters of recommendation for the mission, exhibits. ”
At the other end of the window, there was a man who exuded a faint murderous aura and wore a black robe that covered his whole body (because he was wearing a black robe, so he couldn't tell whether it was a man or a woman), and a somewhat gloomy, crisp voice came from the mouth of the robe, and then he stopped making a sound, and he couldn't tell whether it was a man or a woman.
Nie Chen put Shi Jiutian's head and the letter given by Yuan Deshi in the window, stretched out an almost dry hand from the black robe, flashed it, and took the two things, Nie Chen saw a trace of horror flashing in the eyes of the dry hand, and when the hand stretched out, he clearly saw that a thin silver line appeared on the veins of the dry hand.
Absolute Pulse Heavenly Evil, this is an extremely rare evil qi, Nie Chen once learned about this evil qi from Mo Wuyin, at this time an extremely evil evil qi gas, people with this evil gas quality, after the age of eighteen, there will be a silver dot on the main vein of the right wrist, the silver dot will slowly spread out a silver line, if the silver thread reaches the elbow, the person who is in this evil qi will turn into a pool of poisonous blood, this is nothing, during the period from this evil qi to death, the person in the evil qi will have to endure the pain of broken meridians all the time.
"Knock"
"Codename. ”
After a while, a cloth bag was thrown at the window, and a gloomy voice came from the mouth of the robe again.
"How long has it been since you were hit by the Divine Evil. ”
Looking at the person behind the black robe who was suffering from broken pulses all the time, Nie Chen also had to admire and said lightly.
"Codename. ”
The black robe trembled slightly, hesitated for a moment, and then came out with that gloomy and crisp voice, but this time there was obviously a trace of trilling in the voice, as if he was holding back something.
"Alas...... Purple-blooded Shura. ”
Mo Wuyin sighed helplessly and said, after finishing speaking, he picked up the money bag at the window and turned around to leave, and he couldn't stop others if he didn't want to die.
"Wait......"
The voice came out again, this time with a little less gloom and more anger in the voice.
"What's the matter?" Nie Chen turned around and asked with a smile.
"Come tomorrow and get your token. ”
The man in the black robe said calmly, but as if he was squeezing out between his teeth.
"Got it. ”
Nie Chen couldn't help frowning when he heard this, said coldly, and turned to leave.
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"Can he really save me......"
After Nie Chen left, the black robe took off the hat on his head, revealing a beautiful face that was pale because of the long-term pain and said with some struggle, after pondering for a while, the woman put on the black robe again and turned back into the cold black-robed man.