Chapter City!

The streets are bustling with people, and on both sides of the street are almost all street vendors, selling strange things. Of course, on the streets, there are also rows of buildings and pavilions, and there are not a few pavilions like this in Zhangcheng.

Yes, the lord of a big city, except for the cultivation resources obtained from the Yu Holy Land, the rest of the things are almost all obtained from these forces in the city or some chances.

Qin Hao walked alone on this street, and suddenly stopped in front of a vendor, just a little play, and there was nothing that could make him interested.

"There is a huge chapter city, and there are no less than 100 immortal pavilions, and there are countless merchants in the city. ”

In front of the vendor, Qin Hao sighed lightly and slowly put down a white stone with a faint halo in his hand.

He glanced at the emaciated old man lightly, "How many immortal stones do you need for this white stone?"

There are many vendors like this all over the street, some of them are crowded, and many monks look at the same object, and even do not hesitate to open their mouths for this.

But this emaciated old man, on the stall, is just a few scattered objects.

Nobody cares!

I'm afraid that's the only evaluation of this stall.

Qin Hao's voice sounded slowly, although it was not heavy, but it was also clearly audible, but the old man still had his eyes hanging down, as if he had never heard it.

Well?

After ten breaths, Qin Hao's brows furrowed slightly, his eyes shrank slightly, and he glanced at the old man, "Old man, how many immortal stones do you need for this immortal stone?"

"If you don't bid, I'll leave!"

Immediately, Qin Hao turned around and wanted to walk into the distance.

"Those who are destined, this white stone can be taken by themselves. ”

A slightly silent voice sounded slowly, and I saw that the old man had slowly raised his chest at some point, and although there was a faint twilight around his body, his eyes seemed a little vibrant.

Qin Hao turned around slowly, and his indifferent eyes were fixed on the old man's body again.

Through the light in his eyes, Qin Hao's heart actually felt a little throbbing.

This feeling is as if facing the Mixed Yuan Realm Immortal Venerable...... No, it should be a monk who is several times more terrifying than the Immortal Venerable of the Mixed Yuan Realm.

Qin Hao stared, wanting to spy the slightest.

For some reason, he had a gut feeling that the old man was definitely not as simple as it seemed.

"Spying on others at will is not a friendly gesture!" the old man smiled faintly, and the smile sounded slowly through the robe covering his head.

It was such a voice, but it directly made the touch of perception that Qin Haoyi exuded directly shattered into nothingness.

A muffled snort slowly sounded from Qin Hao's mouth, and his eyes fell on the strange old man in black robes and hijab.

He slowly squatted down and grabbed the white stone on the old man's stall into his hand, "Do you really want immortal stones?"

"If that's the case, why do you need to do this, wouldn't it be better to give these strange stones directly to someone who is destined to do so?"

This behavior is too strange, the realm of this old man is the Chaos Pupil, and it is almost difficult to see through the slightest, especially the aura that escapes from the body, even the monks on this street have never seen the strangeness of this old man, and even, the Daluo Realm Golden Immortal who guards this chapter city probably never thought that there would be an unfathomable old man in this city.

Although this old man looks like a mortal......

For Qin Hao's words, the old man didn't hear it, "Isn't this waiting person in front of me?"

Old Fist smiled lightly, half of his face looked at Qin Hao through the black robe, "You can use the power of the three realms to shake that white stone away for the time being!"

Suddenly, Qin Hao's eyes were shocked.

The power of the three realms is his heritage, and it can even be his secret, that is, the three Mixed Yuan Realm Immortal Venerables of the Qingyun Immortal Sect have never found that Qin Hao has comprehended the power of the three realms as a person, and the powers of the three realms have all entered the comprehension realm.

"Who are you!?" Qin Hao's body took a step back, his face full of solemnity.

For his previous intuition, it seems to be more firm.

"Do as I do. The corners of the old man's mouth smiled, not at all serious, "It's not a good thing that the child is disobedient!"

The words seemed to be mocking, but they were so serious.

Qin Hao's face became slightly solemn, he took a deep breath, and immediately the white stone in his hand seemed to be affected by the power of an immortal force, directly suspended in mid-air Zheng At the same time, between Qin Hao's hands, there were three completely different immortal powers faintly vibrating.

There was a faint roar, and the power of the three realms slowly wiped out the white stone.

Immediately, the solemnity on Qin Hao's face faintly turned into horror, and he could feel the difference of this white stone.

Before, he only noticed a trace of strangeness on the white stone, although it was not a mystery, but it was quite stylish.

But now it seems that this white stone is by no means as simple as it seems.

The power of the three realms formed a circle of its own, isolating all perception, and the demon purple, black, and translucent light constantly filled the white stone, and a trace of dust fell on the white stone.

"It's the power of nothingness!"

Qin Hao's eyes shook violently, and he almost screamed out of silence.

He looked at the black-robed old man in disbelief, and his violently undulating chest was constantly suppressed with horror in his heart.

How can it be the power of nothingness?

This is one of the nine realms, yes, in the entire immortal world, the monks who can realize one of the nine realms are almost the top existences in the immortal realm, and they are even more delicate.

This old man......

Who exactly is it?

Qin Hao stared at the old man, wanting to see through the black robe and see the old man's face.

As the dust continued to fall, the white stone had slowly transformed into the black stone, especially when the whole body was pitch black.

"It's the ...... of the Nine Poles"

There was another sound of consternation, but the next moment, Qin Hao swallowed it alive.

The old man had already slowly gotten up, and with a slight move of his palm, he saw that there seemed to be a breeze blowing around Qin Hao, and then disappeared.

Such a change directly attracted a lot of slightly discolored eyes.

"This dantian immortal is not stable!" the old man chuckled, directly dispelling everyone's suspicious gaze, until they were sure that there was nothing abnormal, and then everyone went to their respective duties.

His gaze slowly fell on Qin Hao's body, and the smile on his face had disappeared, "Guy, goodbye!"

When the words fell, the black-robed old man had slowly walked into the distance, every step was so calm, as if he had really not touched the ordinary people of the way of cultivating immortals, the old man would die......

It wasn't until Lao Rao's figure disappeared from sight that Qin Hao came to his senses.

"Who the hell is he!?"