Looking at these artifacts in front of him, the old ghost slowly took out his cloth bag, he was carrying such a cloth bag, selling his treasures to the heavens and all the hells in the world, and carrying out one after another, in the eyes of ordinary people, unbelievable transactions. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Each of these transactions is earth-shattering, and if it is circulated, it is enough to be called a legend.

However, such a story is missing a little inexplicable thing after all.

Such a thing exists, these ancient demon gods, do they care about these things? Of course they do, but what about those mortals? Most of them just take it as a joke, after all, this world is too vast for them, far beyond their imagination, how can they believe it?

For Jiang Feng, he can't see what these demon gods do, but with the power of the eight demon gods in this "furnace", he can also sense what is happening in such a little bit, at this moment, he really showed an extremely shocked face, a heavy face, such a transaction, such a terrifying level, he was unexpected.

"May I ask the seniors, can the corpse of this god be used as a trade. ”

Even if it is the corpse of the god who has devoured most of the power, this corpse still has extremely rare research value, at least, for these demon gods, whether it is as a tool for touching the bypass, or as a capital for fun, it is enough for recreation, yes, it is a pastime, sometimes, with the life span of immortality, everything can be played casually, even if it is power, even if it is an idiot, under such accumulation, it can reach a terrifying level.

And for these terrifying existences, Jiang Feng's corpse is indeed fun, but for some weak demon gods, such a corpse is indeed of extraordinary value, enough to make their strength transform into a stronger one, therefore, although Jiang Feng is a little tempted by the price offered by these demon gods, he did not agree, these low-level demon gods, those accumulated treasures, are indeed peerless gods.

However, these divine objects, in Jiang Feng's eyes, are not of much use, magic weapons, he has the spear of the god of the underworld, he doesn't need anything else, supernatural powers, he has the god and demon fist method, the protection of the Great Dao of Disaster, the exercises, and his cultivation is an unbelievable master-level existence.

All of this can be known, Jiang Feng's heart is ambiguous about these external objects, and he is not very tempted by these things that are taken out.

At this moment, the appearance of the old ghost is an opportunity, after all, no one knows what kind of treasure this old ghost will come up with, it seems that such a strong man, his grasp of people's hearts has reached a level of rebellion, that is, at a glance, you can know your heels, cultivation exercises, and all kinds of things you have walked through.

Therefore, making a deal with such a character is bound to satisfy both parties.

"Well, is it a divine corpse that has comprehended the power of killing?

This old ghost glanced around, showed a smile, scrubbed a little black impurity from his hand, and with a flick of his hand, it crossed endless time and space, and fell into Jiang Feng's hand, and the corpse of the God of Killing in front of Jiang Feng also disappeared.

This kind of transaction is really fast.

"Nima. ”

Jiang Feng saw such a fast transaction, he didn't speak, he wanted something, he was bought and sold by such a force, is it really a weak person who has no human rights?

Seeing the anchor's embarrassed appearance, everyone couldn't help laughing.

"Anchors also have a day of being tricked. ”

"Is this the legendary cheap merchant?

"The corpse of a god in exchange for a little dirt is really a loss-making deal!"

"Is this kind of transaction really fair? These demon gods are really terrifying, and they don't talk about trust!"

"Morality with the demon god, will be credited, everyone upstairs are sure that there is no convulsion in the head?"

Not to mention anything else, Jiang Feng alone was extremely depressed, looking at the little black dirt in his hand, he almost vomited blood.

The corpse of a god, no matter how you say it, can't be so worthless!

What the hell is a little black dirt?

Immediately, Jiang Feng seemed to have figured out something, showed a hint of surprise, and whispered: "How is this possible? This shouldn't be, with the cultivation of these demon gods, how can it be contaminated with dirt? Even if it is dirt, I am afraid that it is an extremely precious divine object, no, you have to take a good look, I can't say that this is also a good thing." ”

Jiang Feng comforted himself so much that he had to polish the black dirt in his hand finely, infused it with endless spiritual power, and a burst of blowing could not activate his mysteries, at this time, he began to doubt again.

"Could it be that I was wrong, this is simply a black dirt that has no effect. ”

Just when Jiang Feng was about to give up, the moment of the black dirt, with lightning speed, melted into Jiang Feng's palm, followed the flow of blood, and flowed into Jiang Feng's eyebrows and souls, it was an eternal darkness, as if carrying the killing of eternity, the slaughter of eternity, the destruction of eternity, such a little thing is the essence of one world, the origin of one world, and the sorrow of one world.

At this moment, Jiang Feng seemed to have come to a world ruled by darkness, a place where the darkness was endless, and there was not the slightest light.

All beings sink in evil thoughts.

"I hate, the heavens are unfair, why others are born noble, but I am lowly and humble. They have lived a glorious life, but I can only survive. ”

"The heavens are unfair, the heavens are unfair!"

"Kill, this world is unfair, you have to kill the Tao, kill kill, kill, kill, kill and kill. ”

"Destruction, only destruction, is the ultimate belonging. ”

"Hmph, what if you are unwilling to be a group of ants? Ants are ants, let's take out a little thing, that is, you will not be able to get a good thing for the rest of your life, die! All those who dare to resist must die. ”

At this moment, the slaughter and resistance continued, creating a world of bloody battles, and Jiang Feng also sank into this world, without the slightest thought, only the killing intent that filled his chest, wanting to kill a bright and clear origin.

The mountains and rivers were collapsing, the heavens and the earth were crying, standing with a knife, looking at the corpse like a mountain peak under his feet, he seemed to understand something.

"Is this what you're going to tell me? No, it's supposed to be me telling myself!"