"It's a gold stamp!"

Instantly, around the altar, everyone was boiling for a while.

What is the concept of a gold stamp?

Even these veteran teams such as Gan Hua, with the support of Dang Shen, have never had the opportunity to get gold stamps.

Even though they have existed for a long time, their abilities have always stopped at the fourth order, and there is no possibility of going up again.

It's not that there are not enough resources, but that there are no gold stamps to break through the shackles for them.

This is also the reason why Gan Hua will abandon the goal of Zhao Ke and go crazy to search for gold stamps after learning the news of gold stamps.

Even so, they still didn't get the gold stamps.

And at this moment, someone actually extracted the gold stamp through the mysterious thing, if Gan Hua and others were here, I don't know how they would feel, I am afraid that they will vomit blood.

"I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it!"

The big smoking gun stood beside Zhao Ke, beating his chest and feet, and old tears were full of tears.

Gold stamps, this inverted threshold does not know how many masters have been stuck.

The smoking gun itself is not the same.

At this moment, a golden stamp appeared in front of them, and everyone could only stand outside the altar and watch.

Jealous eyes were cast on the altar, and if they could, they would rather fight for their lives.

But the barrier around the altar was an insurmountable chasm for them.

That's the powerful force of the entire ghost city suppressing, according to rumors, even high-ranking postmen, don't want to shake the barrier, the only person who can ignore the rules is the red mother-in-law.

But it is impossible for the red lady to easily break the rules of the ghost market for the sake of a golden stamp.

So everyone can only watch like this, this gold stamp is quietly suspended in front of them, but they are helpless.

Just when everyone was crazy with jealousy, they saw the golden sword in Yinxia, but there was a "click", and the golden sword body was full of cracks in an instant.

"Look, this sword is going to shatter!"

When everyone looked around, they saw more and more cracks on the sword.

Like cracked glass, covered in the texture of ice cracks.

The big smoking gun quickly stepped forward to take a look, and sneered in a low voice: "Sure enough, this golden stamp, which suffered a strong impact before the master's death, has been injured and left in the mysterious place for I don't know how many years, it has long lost its former spirituality, and is just an empty shell." ”

"Hahahaha, it turned out to be just an empty shell."

The words of the big smoking gun made everyone gloat, and this feeling was indescribably comfortable.

It was as if watching a person fly to the top and throw them away, but in the amazement of everyone, he suddenly stumbled and rolled down.

"That's comfortable."

The big smoking gun took out the cigarette stick from his mail book, squatted beside Zhao Ke and smoked it.

It's not that the big smoker is narrow-minded.

It's that this gold stamp is really too easy.

A strong contrast will lead to laughter and ridicule.

Compared to the big smoking gun and others, there was a comfortable expression on their faces.

Zhao Ke instead looked at the golden sword that was about to shatter with a solemn gaze.

He's not as optimistic as the big smokers.

He didn't use the Golden Pupil.

But the vertical eyes on his chest were constantly agitated, bringing an inexplicable pressure to Zhao Ke.

The sword in the silver glow in front of him can make its vertical eyes produce great pressure, indicating that even if this sword has been shattered, there must be a force in it that cannot be underestimated.

The onlookers were unanimously not optimistic and discussed.

I only heard someone laugh and say: "Although it is broken, it is also a gold stamp, and it is much stronger than ordinary silver stamps." ”

"Hmph, maybe it's going to backfire, after all, gold stamps are all spiritual things, once they encounter a crisis, they can't say that they will have a backlash, and then the kid inside will be in trouble."

As soon as these words came out, Zhao Ke obviously heard the sound of heavier breathing around him.

I believe that many people wish that this situation would occur, if the kid inside can't hold on to escape, or is killed by the backlash, then whoever rushes in next will be the owner of this stamp.

Suddenly!!

"Titicaca!"

With the sound of glass shattering, a strong golden light gushed out from the crack where the sword body collapsed, and the sword body also shattered in response.

It's just that to everyone's surprise, at the same time as the sword body shattered.

A brilliant sword light burst out of the sword body.

The sword pierced through the clouds and made the sky of the ghost market appear as if a sun appeared out of thin air.

The dim world suddenly illuminates a bright daylight.

Many people were stunned by the bright light for the first time, screaming and retreating in a mess.

When the golden glow fell, it was like a needle prick, which made the skin stinging and unbearable, and some people forcibly opened their eyes, and they felt that the eyes were hot and painful, but between the piercing eyes, the eyes were swollen.

"Hum~~"

For a moment, the sword roared, and the sound of the sword passed through the barrier, causing everyone's expressions to change suddenly.

The sword is the head of a hundred soldiers, the king's direction, and the world's heroes.

This golden sword is even more of an emperor in the sword, the emperor is angry and bleeding like a river, and the invisible coercion rolls in.

Under the great pressure, it made people feel cold and trembling uncontrollably.

Everyone was shocked, but Zhao Ke was an accident.

Whether it is the coercion on the sword body, or the dazzling golden glow in the sky.

Instead of feeling uncomfortable, Zhao Ke felt a sense of lightness all over his body.

The Great Xia Ding in the stamp album is invisible, turning this coercion into invisible.

The sword is only the king of the blades.

And Ding, however, is a heavy weapon to suppress the national fortune.

Obviously, this sword was not enough to shake the majesty of the Great Xia Ding.

This also made Zhao Ke feel a little more confident in his heart.

He believes that even if it is the same gold stamp, his Daxia Ding must be one of the strongest among the many gold stamps.

As soon as his heart moved, Zhao Ke's chest was full of vertical pupils.

Looking through his vertical pupils, the golden light dissipated, and only a golden short sword as clear as amber hung above the void.

At this time, the sword body fell rapidly, and a black shadow quickly walked out of the enchantment while the golden glow had not yet dispersed.

After taking a step out of the enchantment, the other party was suddenly stunned, everyone was retreating, only Zhao Ke stood out like a chicken, standing in place and not affected.

Under the dark shadow, he couldn't help but cast a jealous look at Zhao Ke, but after sensing that Zhao Ke didn't want to make a move on him, he let out a long breath and quickly rushed into the crowd.

The figure seemed to move around the crowd like a ghost, and the next moment, even Zhao Ke could no longer find his trace.

And as the light and shadow fade away.

A group of people rushed to the altar and rushed up, and some even began to shoot desperately.

The big smoking gun also wanted to rush over, but was stopped by Zhao Ke.

"Everyone is gone, what are you doing rushing over?"

"Gone?? When? The sound of the big smoking gun couldn't help but hurry.

No one expected that after the golden short sword shattered, the real gold stamp would be exposed.

Looking at the power, it was not as broken as they thought, but a real artifact that was intact.

"Just now, when you can't open your eyes."

When Zhao Ke's voice fell, the big smoking gun suddenly became excited, and screamed: "Why don't you stop him!" ”

Under the camouflage shrouded in black fog, Zhao Ke set his eyes on the big smoking gun, and his smooth voice seemed to be a passer-by who had nothing to do with himself, and sneered: "Why should I make wedding dresses for others." ”

The big smoke gun breathed in his chest, and his excited expression suddenly went out, and he smiled dumbly: "Yes, it's me who is too excited." ”

Once Zhao Ke intervened, it would inevitably cause a big chaos around the altar next.

I believe that the result at that time will be no less than another chaos in the ghost market.

Who can take advantage of this chaos?

Zhao Ke is not Qi Liang's stunned youth, and it is better to keep it for him to do this kind of thing.

"Let's go, let's find a place to talk."

Seeing the chaos here, Zhao Ke felt that he would not be able to enter the altar for a while.

Nodding and turning with a large smoking gun, he walked to the teahouse not far away.

I ordered a pot of original red robes.

The two of them were lying on a chair with a large cigarette stick.

"Taste, here's the shredded tobacco I just gotten."

The big smoker took out a pack of shredded tobacco from the mail book and handed it to Zhao Ke.

Zhao Ke pinched a pinch and put it in front of his nose and sniffed it twice, the taste of the tobacco is very mellow, and the dark brown tobacco will have a special luster if you look closely.

With a rub of his fingers, he grinds the tobacco into the smoke pot, and slowly roasts the tobacco into carbonization with the flint of the big smoking gun, and then puts it in his mouth and tastes it slowly.

For Zhao Ke's smoking, the big smoking gun is very satisfied, at least in the matter of smoking dry tobacco, Zhao Ke does not accept his guidance.

Now it seems that Zhao Ke has entrusted him with a qualified addict.

A puff of green smoke is out, accompanied by a pot of the original tree's big red robe, and the fragrance of tea is mixed with the remaining smoke in the mouth, which makes people feel very comfortable.

"Don't hate her."

When a pot of tobacco was about to be smoked, the big smoking gun looked ahead and whispered to Zhao Ke.

Zhao Ke didn't seem to hear it, and ignored the big smoking gun.

"She is the master of the ghost market, once she gets out of the ghost market, she must choose a new successor, you are the best and the most suitable, you may not understand her, but from another point of view, she didn't do anything wrong, did she?"

Zhao Kewei raised his eyebrows, gently tapped the smoke pot in his hand, and knocked out the tobacco that had not been burned out.

His gaze swept over the smoking gun.

For a while, even a big smoking gun suddenly felt the sense of oppression surging from Zhao Ke's body.

"Do you think she walked out of the ghost market because of me?"

The big smoking gun didn't speak, and with the tobacco in the smoke pot burning and extinguishing, he spit out a puff of green smoke, and only after a moment did he shake his head and said, "No." ”

Granny Hong is not the kind of person who makes decisions easily.

Even when it comes to the people she cares about most.

The ghost market is her most important thing.

Zhao Ke nodded, it didn't seem that the big smoking gun was stupid: "Her primary purpose was to kill Shen from the beginning, I just appeared in her sight at a very coincidental time, and even I myself was a paralyzing chess piece for her, you don't object to this." ”

As long as you think about it carefully, you should understand that such a big situation is by no means arranged by the red mother-in-law on the spur of the moment.

Instead, he thought carefully and took every step of the way, and a secret son like Xu Wu was sent to sit down a long time ago.

I just happened to be a cover to explain that Granny Hong was desperate to get out of the ghost market.

From the very beginning, I was not the primary goal.

There is nothing to say about this.

Seeing this, Zhao Ke stood up and looked at the big smoking gun: "You are right, from her point of view, what she did is not wrong at all, but that is her business, I only know that she sealed my master on the ancestral grave of the ghost market." ”

"......"

What else does the smoking gun want to say.

Zhao Ke didn't give him a chance to continue.

"A person is good to you, even if 10,000 people say he is bad, but you will not think that he is a bad person, a person is bad to you, even if 10 million people say he is good, I will not think that he is a good person, the position is different, it is useless to say more."

After Zhao Ke finished speaking, he ignored the big smoking gun, turned around and left.

Before leaving, he put the white jade cigarette stick of the big smoking gun on the table.

Looking at the white jade cigarette stick left by Zhao Ke, the big smoking gun was silent for a long time.

In the end, he took the white jade cigarette stick in his hand, and with this white jade cigarette stick, at least he had an explanation from the red mother-in-law.

It's just that after this incident, the relationship between him and Zhao Ke has come to an end.

After walking out of the teahouse, Zhao Ke's mood was very dull.

After seeing that the direction of the altar had returned to normal, he collected his mood and walked towards the altar.

No matter what.

I must not let the old man's body be frozen on the ancestral grave of the ghost city.

Order has been restored around the altar though.

However, judging from the fresh blood stains left on the ground, I am afraid that it is only in the time of a bag of cigarettes.

Someone has already lost his life.

But no one cares about that.

The postman had tied his life to his belt.

A few dead people are nothing.

"Hey, take a look at the products of the mysterious land, cheap!"

Zhao Ke was surprised to find that there were still some stalls selling mysterious things around.

Surprised, Zhao Ke walked over and took a look, and immediately understood why these people did not directly entrust the so-called goods to the ghost market for sale.

Looking around, the copper and tiles were broken, and Zhao Ke even had the feeling that he was visiting Pan's homeland.

I'm afraid that if these things are placed in the ghost market, they will only display simple names.

Such a thing would be bought by a fool.

These mysterious things are similar to the human skin drums in their hands.

If you can't hold it in your hand and feel it carefully, you won't be able to perceive any mystery inside.

In case you buy it and take a look, it is really scrap copper and rotten iron, and you don't even have a chance to find someone to theorize.

Zhao Ke walked around and saw a lot of antiques, but most of them were mixed.

Zhao Ke even saw a tattered vase, priced at 50 points.

But the inside is smeared with a thin layer of energy powder, which is simply a fraud of Chiguoguo.

dares to defraud so blatantly, obviously the stall owner is afraid that he is also a hard stubble.

"Little brother, take a look, I found this mysterious thing from a mysterious place, risking death, all of them are fine, and the gold stamp just now was sold from me."

When the stall owner saw that Zhao Keguang didn't buy it, he took the initiative to solicit business.

Zhao Ke almost laughed out loud when he heard his words, if it was really sold from his stall, I am afraid that he would have the heart to hit the wall now.

How can you still calmly sell garbage here.

Zhao Ke smiled and was about to leave.

It's just that seeing Zhao Ke leaving, the stall owner is a little anxious, he hasn't opened for a long time, and he is about to enter the next terrifying space, but the postage in his hand is pitiful.

Immediately shouted Zhao Kedao: "Little brother, slow down!" ”

When he had said this, he saw the stall owner come up and bring out a bowl and a knife.

The voice mysteriously said to Zhao Ke: "Little brother, look at my bowl, it is big and round, look at this knife, it doesn't look like the rumored water knife!" ”

。 Nine Heavenly God Emperors