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The Heavenly Punishment of Creation I: Rising Storm Chapter 72 The Mysterious Black Market

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    The horse's hooves are coming, and the wind is coming, but no one in the black market pays attention, they just carry out transactions.  After a while, the horses stopped; six carriages stopped on the hood outside the black market, and more than 20 customers who had a slight impression on us got out.  But today, no one has much hope for them. Everyone understands that their target today is not in the periphery or in the middle, but in the cabinet.  More than 20 slightly impressed customers were taken out of the carriage by six waiters in white. At this time, a young man in blue came over and said to everyone: "The auction will be held in two quarters of an hour. I don't know, everyone."  Should we take a look at the outer and middle areas, or should we just go into the cabinet with Tang and wait? ""The director of Tang University will just take us into the cabinet. You know it's hard for us to be interested in these things in the outer and middle areas." "  The sturdy man in short clothes who looked a bit rough said; everyone laughed.  "Okay, everyone, please!" Tang Guanshi asked. He turned around and led the way, passing through the mile-long outer long street and entering the Zhongwei Market; Zhongwei is a circular market, surrounding a simple wooden hall.  This hall is what everyone calls the cabinet.  The cabinet is a rather mysterious trading area. It may not be opened for several months or even years. It will only be auctioned once when at least three particularly valuable items have been accumulated, and not every auction will go smoothly.  out.  The six-foot-wide and nine-foot-high giant door opened with a creaking sound, revealing a spacious hall in front of everyone.  The main hall is three feet high, and the setting is quite simple. There is a three-foot-high, six-foot-diameter three-legged round table in the middle. There is a bed in the main seat, covered by blue gauze. There are guest seats on both sides, and there is a low table in front of the guest seats.  There are only two rows of Mingcha, staggered from each other and not blocking each other.  When General Manager Tang led everyone in, there were already more than twenty people sitting in the guest seats, and their seats were all on the left. It was obvious that the host had made arrangements in advance.  "Everyone, please take your seats." Manager Tang reminded.  Some of the twenty or so new people who came in said thank you, some nodded slightly, and some went straight to their seats.  After everyone was seated, a young man in white clothes with an evil look on the left side of the back row said: "Manager Tang, since everyone is here and everyone is bored, why not start early." "No time, everyone.  Please use the inscription first, and the meeting will begin when the time comes." Butler Tang said with a slight smile.  "Why are the Poison Lords so impatient? They have been waiting for an hour, so it is not less than an hour and a half!" A middle-aged man in purple clothes with a black beard in the front row on the left said with a slight smile.  "It turns out that I have lost my whole life and my master. Why did Master Ni Lingxuan not come this time and asked you to join in the fun again?" Master Wan Po said disdainfully.  The eyes of Yuan Qing and Ziyue across from each other suddenly flashed.  Ni Lingxuan explained with an ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, "Master Xuan has been busy cultivating bamboos recently. If Wu Li comes, I should take my place." "Master Ni Lingxuan is really elegant! I admire you! I admire you!" Master Wan Du screamed.  mocked.  "It's natural." Negative Yisheng happily agreed, and then changed the topic and asked: "I wonder if Master Ling is still well. If you are short of money, just ask me to get it. I will never be stingy!" Negative Yisheng's last sentence  The voice was low, but the tone was playful.  Master Wan Du snorted angrily and responded: "Thank you so much, Mr. Negi. If you are short of money, you will naturally ask for it from Mr. Negi!" The people present were silent, watching this war without gunpowder and feeling.  With this strong smell of gunpowder.  "You two, please drink some inscriptions to quell the fire. If the master of the pavilion is angry, it will not be good for you two." Tang Guanshi persuaded sarcastically.  The Master of Ten Thousand Poisons, who had lost his life, suddenly trembled; there was silence in the palace.  After a long while, Yuan Qing suddenly laughed and said: "It's not easy for you all to get together once. This inscription is a top-notch inscription. The master of the pavilion prepared it specially for us. How can we live up to such kindness? Let's drink together, let's drink together!"  During this time, everyone raised their glasses and the hall was filled with incense.  ¡ª¡ªFantasy continent, between gods and demons.  "I have issued an emergency warning. As long as you hold on for two quarters of an hour, the tribe will come to your rescue!" the boss comforted, his voice urgent.  "Boss, I'm afraid it won't work. These two thieves are not so difficult to deal with!" Lao Wu slashed out with his sword, and a sword energy like red clouds hit the masked woman directly.  The masked woman responded with a burst of red sword energy. The sword energy and sword energy struck each other. There was a roar and a bright light exploded.  "Uncle, it's not good for you to be distracted like this. You will get hurt." The masked woman said worriedly, her voice soft and silky.  "Witch!" Lao Wu yelled angrily and slashed with his knife; the masked woman kicked off the stone wall and flew up to meet her.  "Lao Wu, don't bother the boss, just hold it off. Boss, I'll leave it to you for the third blood."?!  "Fourth Brother shouted loudly, already fighting with the masked man. "Fourth Brother, Fifth Brother, don't worry, as long as you drag on for two quarters of an hour, you will be safe and sound!  "The boss responded, already sitting cross-legged to resist the poison. "For a moment, three red sword auras and a blue sword aura flew back and forth in the mid-air of the holy platform, constantly hitting each other and exploding, forming flashes of flashes.  A bright light group. - There was a melee among the One-Horn tribe, with corpses everywhere and rivers of blood flowing, but the sound of killings did not stop. Suddenly, a huge red light flashed across the sky, and the center of the red light was the tribe.  "No, someone has invaded the Holy Land!  "Countless One-Horn tribesmen screamed loudly, and the war came to an abrupt end at this moment. Everyone's faces showed fear and incredible expressions. "Hurry to the Holy Land!  "The patriarch ordered without hesitation and with an angry expression; he immediately led his troops towards the Holy Land. The high priest's troops were still waiting for the order. "What to do?  "The patriarch's brother Labach asked the high priest, the anxiety on his face was self-evident. The high priest thought for a moment and said thoughtfully: "It doesn't matter, there are five guards in the holy land, nothing will happen.  But Latoya must be eradicated today, and he must not be allowed to take the opportunity to escape!  If the tiger is not eliminated, my heart will be filled with thorns!  " Labach's face was full of joy, and then he turned ferocious. He ordered loudly: "Kill, kill for me, never let Latoye run away!  Kill, kill Radha, the glory and wealth of Lord will be yours!  "The sergeants looked at each other, as if they felt that they had heard the wrong order. No one moved even half a step to chase and intercept the enemies rushing towards the holy place. "But the holy treasure" said a soldier before he finished speaking.  A bolt of dark green lightning suddenly fell from the sky, burning it into black charcoal and killing it. The soldiers looked at the expressionless high priest with horrified eyes; some soldiers could not help but react with fear.  They staggered back two or three steps. Behind them, the enemy did not stop. "Kill Latoye!"  "The high priest said slowly, his voice was terrifyingly cold. Everyone who heard it couldn't help but shudder a few times, even Labach shuddered. "Kill!  Kill Radhaya!  "Suddenly the crowd roared with excitement, and they all started to kill the soldiers on the clan leader's side. They intercepted and killed, and pursued and killed. The shouts of killing once again shocked the heaven and the earth.
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