Half a month later, Wang Yao and Moen traveled more than 10,000 miles to finally come to a black market in the Blazing Crystal Forest!

Compared to the black earth, the Blazing Forest is a paradise for mercenaries.

The climate here is pleasant, the seasons are like spring, and there are no powerful monsters.

Even if they have a face-to-face with high-level otherworldly creatures, as long as they are not too vegetable, most of them can rush into the deep mountains and old forests to escape.

Wang Yao carried the contract scroll on his back, and carried three holy weapons around his waist to swagger through the market.

Moen used a thin rope and eighteen high-grade otherworldly crystals to weave a very tyrant necklace, which was worn directly around his neck and followed behind Wang Yao.

All of this is Wang Yao's handiwork, and even the otherworldly crystal necklace of Moen's local tyrant gold was woven by Wang Yao himself.

The two of them have killed a total of one hundred and three mercenaries who tried to kill people and seize treasures in the past half a month, and after half a month of fighting, Wang Yao's realm has reached the peak of the fourth level, and he is only one step away from the fifth level.

Wang Yao and Moen dragged into the black market one by one, and attracted countless eyes as soon as they entered the market.

"Three holy swords!"

"How dare he wear an otherworldly crystal around his neck, it's still a high-grade crystal!"

"What a mouth!"

"It's really pretending!"

Wang Yao and Moen, who had just entered the black market, casually found a small restaurant and sat down, Wang Yao put the three holy weapons directly on the table, and shouted: "Xiao Er, come to two bowls of water!"

"Here, guest officer!"

The shopkeeper ran over quickly, and very skillfully put the two bowls in his hands in front of the two of them, and poured water into them.

"Xiao Er, if there is anything delicious, I am not short of money!"

"Okay, guest officer, please wait!"

The shopkeeper ran into the back kitchen.

In this black market, no matter how jealous they are, they can't do it directly against the two of them, because the black market is directly under the jurisdiction of the Guardian City, and once they make a move here, it will be a slap in the face of the Guardian City.

In a moment, the signature dishes that Wang Yao had never seen were directly placed on the table.

Moen stood up and sniffed gently, and directly took out the high-level otherworldly crystals on his neck and threw them to Xiao Er.

"You're rewarded!" Moen said boldly.

Xiao Er was stunned for a moment, and then hurriedly knelt on the ground and kept kowtowing to Moen: "Thank you, thank you, my lord!"

Wang Yao was stunned for a moment when he saw this, and then took out a dark blue fungus and threw it in front of Xiao Er: "He has rewarded you with money, and I'm not bad!"

Xiao Er then kowtowed to Wang Yao: "Thank you, thank you, thank you, your lord!"

"Let's go down!"

When Wang Yao and Moen were feasting, at least a hundred marks of various kinds fell on the two of them, and although they noticed it, they were silent.

After eating, Wang Yao stretched his waist very satisfied, picked up the three long swords he put on the table, and said, "Are you full?"

"I'm full!" Moen nodded, deducting a high-level Atlas Crystal as money for the meal.

"Let's go!"

Moen and Wang Yao walked towards the inside of the black market.

As soon as the two of them left, there were at least a hundred pairs of eyes staring at them in the black market.

After buying something casually, Wang Yao and Moen walked out of the black market.

At the exit of the black market, a black-robed man was holding a dog's tail grass in his mouth, staring at Wang Yao and Moen with interest.

The black-robed man said, "Can you feel it?"

The magician beside him nodded: "Three miles ahead, you can't lose it!"

"Let's go, keep up!"

The people in the black market roared towards Wang Yao and Moen......

A black-robed man descended from the sky, blocking Wang Yao and Moen's path.

"This eldest brother, I don't know why it's blocking my brother's way?" Wang Yao asked.

"Heisha sees that the two brothers are talented, and wants to get to know the two brothers!"

Heisha clapped his hands, and nearly two thousand people rushed up around him in an instant, directly surrounding Wang Yao and Moen, seeing that this posture was definitely going to kill people and seize treasures.

Wang Yao pretended to be surprised, slowly took a step back, and exclaimed: "This big brother, what do you mean by this, it's the black market over there, aren't you afraid?"

Heisha raised his head to the sky and roared, and said: "I'm afraid, I've been in the Blazing Crystal Forest for thirteen years, you ask me who I've been afraid of!"

Moen patted his chest and said, "I'm from the Fire Temple, and my brother is from the Hopskin family, you dare to touch the two of us!"

Heisha looked at the two of them with interest, and laughed: "This is not the human realm, this is the Eastern Mystery Realm, who will know if I kill you quietly, well~ Who will know, I don't care what Fire God Temple or Hopskin family you are, hahaha!"

As soon as Heisha's words fell, a muscular man about two meters tall fell from the sky and landed behind Wang Yao and Moen.

"Black Sand, I know you killed them, whether it's the Fire Temple or the Hopskin family, they'll let you drink a pot, hahaha!" The muscular man clapped his hands gently, and his brothers instantly swarmed up and mingled with Black Sand's team.

A force of nearly 7,000 people surrounded Wang Yao and Moen.

At this moment, Wang Yao felt that they were playing a little big.

There are two ninth-level powerhouses alone, and as for the eighth-level masters, I don't know how many there are, in the face of such a lineup, the two of them just want to run, and there may be no way.

"Yo, it's really lively, am I missing something?"

An old woman in her forties in black tights also fell beside Wang Yao and Moen.

"Old widow, why are you joining in this fun!" said Heisha, frowning.

A muscular man is hard enough, and now there is an old widow, but it just so happens that there are exactly three holy weapons, and one can be shared by each person.

Boom~

Wang Yao smashed a smoke bomb directly on the ground, and he himself pulled Moen across the void in an instant, rushed out of everyone's encirclement, and reached a mountain col not far from them.

"Relying on the Void Godhead is not a way, I have to find a way to make them kill each other!" Wang Yao frowned.

In an instant, the three masters rushed to Wang Yao and Moen's side.

"Hey, don't you just want to kill people and take treasures, and if the treasures are given to you, don't kill them?" Wang Yao said with a smile.

Wang Yao was very distressed and took off the three holy weapons and the necklace around Moen's neck, and casually put them into the ten-cubic-meter space ring on his left hand.

"Here you go!"

Wang Yao threw the ring casually and threw the ring to the only woman among the three of them, the ninth-level master they called the old widow.

"Let's go!"

Wang Yao pulled Moen and rushed away into the distance as fast as he could, holding the void godhead in his pocket, ready to teleport at any time.

After the old widow got the space ring, she turned into a pitch-black light and fled into the distance.

The black sand and the muscular man didn't dare, and the two fighting qi slashes rushed into the sky in an instant, directly blocking the old widow's way.

The old widow said coldly: "The treasure is destined to be known, what do you two mean?"

Heisha sneered: "I think I have a relationship with the baby!"

The muscular man snorted coldly, "I think so too!"

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