Immortal Space

  Chapter 837 Murder and Treasure

  Wang Hong used the silver flying knife to attack several times in succession, but he used the magnetic force to pull the flying knife away, failing to hurt him at all.

  After defusing Wang Hong's attack, the strong Ming clan also launched a counterattack.

  Wang Hong suddenly felt his body sink, his body was as heavy as a thousand jun, as if a mountain was pressed down, and at the same time, countless huge boulders around him flew up out of thin air, and they were blessed with huge force and smashed towards him.

  It’s okay if these stones fall on your body on weekdays, even Wang Honggen’s hair can’t be hurt.

  But the situation is different now. These boulders all carry the mana of the opponent, which is by no means comparable to ordinary stones.

   At this time, countless runes lit up around Wang Hong's body, and quickly formed a defensive light curtain around him. Countless boulders struck and bombarded on this light curtain, and the boulders were all shattered. The light curtain only shook slightly, and returned to calm.

  The two of them attacked back and forth several times like this, only to find that no one can do anything to each other now.

  Wang Hong has only comprehended the law of defense now, and has no conventional means of attack except for the silver knife.

  The law of magnetism comprehended by this strong Mingzu can be used both offensively and defensively, but it cannot break through Wang Hong's law of defense.

   But such a long-term stalemate is not good for Wang Hong. After all, he is now in the opponent's territory, and the other Void-refining expert Gong is probably on his way.

  Now if it is possible to concentrate on beheading a human cultivator, it is still in the interests of other races.

   "It seems that we can only use the killer's trump card for a quick victory."

  Thinking of this, a painting scroll appeared in Wang Hong's hand, and he slowly opened it, only to see a lifelike white tiger painted inside.

   Immediately afterwards, a white mist filled the air, and a little white tiger walked out of the white mist.

   Seeing this vision, the strong man of the Ming clan was already fully alert, but it was useless. In just a moment, the white tiger had appeared in front of him.

  A huge suction force was generated, which locked his primordial spirit and forcibly pulled it out from the body, and quickly threw it into the white tiger's mouth.

  Looking at the powerhouse of the Ming clan who had fallen to the ground, Wang Hong stretched out his hand and took it into the space, then escaped into the warehouse of the Xuanyin magnetic vein, and swept away all kinds of materials inside.

  Just as he was about to turn around and leave, Wang Hong paused, and then appeared at the entrance of the mine in a flash, beheading the Mingzu monk stationed in the mine with a few fingers.

   "Listen up, the miners inside, I have already beheaded the Hades cultivator stationed in the mine, and now I want to stay or stay, I can decide for myself."

  Wang Hong used his power to transmit this sentence to the mine, so that everyone in the mine could hear it clearly.

  Most of these miners are low-level human monks who were captured, and now Wang Hong is giving them a chance to escape.

  However, Wang Hong's personal ability is limited now, and it is impossible to leave with so many people. Whether the successors can escape depends on themselves. Wang Hong just provides them with an opportunity.

  After roaring at the entrance of the cave, Wang Hong's figure had disappeared at the entrance of the cave, and when he returned to the place where the Golden Core cultivator was placed before, a wave of magic power enveloped him.

   At this time, a series of space portals appeared behind Wang Hong, and after one step, Wang Hong and the people disappeared without a trace.

Along the way, Wang Hong tore through the space and hurried on the road. When he encountered some mines on the road, Wang Hong didn't mind killing the Nadir monks who were stationed there, and ransacked the warehouse by the way. They were out of luck.

  One day later, Wang Hong had already appeared on a small island in the demon clan's sphere of influence.

   "I don't have time to go back yet, this place is not far from Linfeng Island of the human race, you can find a way to sneak there by yourself.

  After you return to the human race, if you have nowhere to go, you can go to the Great Chu Immortal Kingdom in Fengwu Continent. "

   After Wang Hong finished speaking, he tore open a space portal again and stepped into it.

  He has traveled all the way, and it is easy to be followed by other Void Refining Powerhouses. Now he can't bring the disaster water back to the human race, and can only run all the way to the sphere of influence of the demon race.

   Half a month later, Wang Hong appeared in a big city in the form of a short demon cultivator.

  The image he is now pretending to be, as long as he is not encountered by a strong Void Refiner among the demons, no one should be able to reveal his identity.

   At this time, he walked into a hall made of huge stones. This is the largest business house in the city, buying and selling all kinds of treasures.

  Seeing Wang Hong striding in, a demon girl hurriedly approached to salute: "Welcome senior! What do you need, senior?"

   "Well! I'm going to sell some items, call me whoever you can handle." Wang Hong looked a little arrogant at this time, acting a little crazy.

  Since pretending to be a demon and showing the self-actualization of turning into a god, it is natural to be a little arrogant.

   "Okay, senior, please follow me!" The demon girl led Wang Hong tremblingly to a secret room.

  Wang Hong only sat in the secret room for a while, and then a Nascent Soul stage demon came in: "Junior pays respects to senior!"

   "Okay, stop those hypocritical etiquettes of the human race, the old devil will annoy me when I see it.

  I have some elixirs here, how much do you think they are worth? Make a quick price, or the old devil will demolish your broken building. "

  This Nascent Soul stage demon was beading beads of sweat continuously.

   Facing this kind of high-strength and grumpy customers, he was under a lot of pressure and was a bit in a dilemma.

   It seems that this owner is obviously not easy to mess with. If the other party takes a few weeds at random, if he asks for a lower price, he may be shot to death in an instant.

  Although there are laws and regulations in this city, fighting skills and killing people in the street are not allowed, but these rules have no binding force on the strong in the transformation stage.

  The Nascent Soul Demon Clan took a storage magic weapon randomly thrown out by Wang Hong, and they had no hope at first, as there must be no valuable treasures in it.

  However, when he began to check with his spiritual sense, he realized that he had made a big mistake. Not to mention him as a Nascent Soul, not many people could get these treasures out, even if he was a powerhouse.

   There are several plants of the ten-thousand-year elixir alone, and there are also some high-level elixir fruits, a pile of elixir that is thousands of years old.

"This this…"

  The Nascent Soul Demon Clan said "this" for a long time and was speechless. He had never seen so many rare elixirs, and any one of them would be enough to be auctioned as a finale treasure.

   "Is there any question?" Wang Hong snorted coldly and asked impatiently.

   "Of course there is no problem. The treasures of the seniors are too precious. The juniors were so shocked that they couldn't react."

  Wang Hong seemed very satisfied with Nascent Soul Demon Clan's answer, he laughed a few times: "Hurry up and give me a price, old devil, I don't have time to waste with you."

   "Senior, the value of your items is too high. This junior has no right to decide. I need to ask my ancestors for instructions. Please wait a moment." Nascent Soul Mozu wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and asked for instructions carefully.

   "If you can't be the master, why are you here? Waste the old devil's expression, get out!" Wang Hong yelled angrily.

   "Yes! Yes! Junior, get out now." After speaking, the Nascent Soul Demon really bowed, hugged himself into a ball and rolled out.

  A moment later, a handsome Avatar Demon with a spar embedded in the middle of his forehead walked in.

  Wang Hong squinted at this person: "Can you make the decision?"

   "Of course! I am the young owner of this firm, so it's no problem to call the shots." The handsome demon replied affirmatively.

   "Okay, let's see how much these things are worth?" Wang Hong threw out the storage magic weapon again.

  The handsome demon took over the storage treasure. Although he already knew a general idea before, when he looked inside, he was still shocked by the huge pile of treasures.

  Two hours later, the handsome demon personally and enthusiastically sent Wang Hong outside the door.

  After the transaction just now, Wang Hong traded out a store of magic treasures, and in this firm, exchanged these treasures for some needed resources.

  This place belongs to the Demon Race, and many materials commonly used by the Human Race are not used by the Demon Race, so the price is much cheaper than that of the Human Race.

  After the happy transaction, the two said goodbye at the door, as if they had been friends for many years.

  After Wang Hong left this firm, he went into several big firms in a row and traded some supplies. Although the quantity was not as good as the first one, they could still add up.

  After he walked through all the big trading houses in the city, he left the city satisfied with the large amount of supplies he had harvested.

   And just after he left the city, there was a little bird in the sky that followed him all the time, from far and near, but never left.

  Wang Hong continued to rush forward without realizing it, until one day later, five cultivators who transformed into spirits suddenly appeared in front of him, blocking his way.

   Regarding the identities of these five cultivators, Wang Hong knew all of them, because he just made a deal with them a few days ago, and the leader of the five was that handsome young man.

   "Hey! Originally, I just wanted to do business honestly and deal fairly with you all. Why are you bothering?" Wang Hong sighed and looked at the five deities and demons with some pity.

   "Stop talking nonsense! Hand over all the magic weapons stored in your body, and spare your death, or you will be skinned and cramped, and your soul will be refined!"

  Following the handsome young man shouted loudly, five demons surrounded Wang Hong with grinning faces.

   "That's all! As long as you don't regret it." Said, a silver knife appeared in front of Wang Hong...

  After a quarter of an hour, Wang Hong flew away again, leaving only five small piles of ashes on the spot, which were blown by the wind and rolled up into the sky.Follow current s on ɴo(v)elꜰɪre.ɴet

  In the days that followed, Wang Hong wandered around in the territory of the demons, often taking out some treasures arrogantly and trading them in some big trading houses.

  However, a good deal will always turn into killing and seizing treasures in the end, so Wang Hong is forced to become a treasure-hunting devil for a while.

  After all, there are only more than 20 Void Refining Experts in the entire Xiaoyuan Realm, and it is not so easy to meet them.

  The result of this is that Wang Hong often gets back the things he just traded out by killing people and seizing treasures.