The vehicle slowly drove into a remote mountain forest.
These devilish guys actually like to do some tricks in this remote mountain forest.
Of course, this is normal. After all, no matter how powerful they are, these things cannot be seen in the light.
Going deeper into the mountains and forests, many houses appeared faintly in front of them. From what Zhang Qingfeng saw, it turned out to be a fairly small village.
The village is built on the hillside of a mountain.
"This is one of the black markets of our magic." The Qu Shang who drove the car introduced, "It is a place where the magic can communicate with each other."
"This Demonic Convention can only be held in such a neutral place."
Following the road, the vehicle slowly drove to the entrance of the village.
At the entrance, there were more than ten demonic people dressed in black.
After they stopped the vehicle, one of them stepped forward. Qu Shang's momentum changed and he scolded him coldly: "The Holy Lord of the Underworld Sect is here, get out of here."
The guard who was originally preparing to question him quickly stepped aside and waved to the people in front to let him go.
Soon, the people standing at the entrance of the village moved out of the way.
The vehicle drove in slowly.
What Zhang Qingfeng didn't expect was that the village seemed quite prosperous, as if going to a market at this time.
On both sides of the road, there are many vendors setting up stalls, and there are also many people from the devil's path wandering around here.
There are not only stalls here, but also many stores.
The names of various forces are hung on the doors of these stores.
"Every force, big or small, will buy a shop in the black market to serve as a contact point." Qu Shang drove his car and said slowly: "Here, as long as you have money, you can do anything, even if you want to kill someone,
You can also ask people from the Lingke Association to take action."
Zhang Qingfeng also thought at this time that the zombie assassin seemed to be from the Lingke Association.
He asked curiously: "Among the five major demonic forces, is there no Lingkehui?"
Isn’t the Lingke Association also very powerful?
Qu Shang chuckled and said: "There are indeed many masters in the Lingke Association, but they are fundamentally different from our five major forces."
"Although there are a lot of masters in the Lingke Association, most of them are just individuals. The Lingke Association will issue tasks here and give enough benefits, so that people of the devil can take over the tasks."
"However, the number of people in the Lingke Association is incomparable to our five major forces."
"You really don't know much about our Hades Sect."
In this village, the vehicle drove to a large villa.
At this time, many masters of the Underworld Sect were already standing in front of the villa. A rough estimate was that there might be more than twenty people.
Before getting off the car, Qu Shang looked back at Zhang Qingfeng and said in a deep voice: "Holy Master Chen Xiang doesn't talk much on weekdays. Just remember not to talk too much. I will handle everything."
After saying that, he took a deep breath, then opened the car door with a cold face and stepped out of the car.
Qu Shang respectfully opened the door of the back seat of the vehicle and welcomed Zhang Qingfeng out.
"The Holy Lord has arrived." Qu Shang opened his voice and shouted loudly.
The experts standing in front of the villa immediately saluted when they saw the young man stepping out of the car.
"Congratulations, Holy Master, for successfully seizing the body."
These subordinates shouted in unison.
Zhang Qingfeng had a cold face and did not speak. Qu Shang slowly said: "Holy Lord, I am tired after a long journey. Go in and have a rest."
"Lead the way." Zhang Qingfeng only said two words.
Then, the co-pilot's tension also calmed down.
Regarding Zhang Li, these subordinates of the Underworld Sect didn't ask much.
After all, the Underworld Sect is very big, with thousands of people, and most of them don't know them.
Soon, Zhang Qingfeng was respectfully welcomed into this huge villa.
The decoration in the villa is extremely luxurious.
After arriving at a study room, Zhang Li and Qu Shang entered and closed the door.
"A man named Zhao Li will be coming over later. He is the person in charge of the black market of our Hades Saint Sect here, and he will also report to you on the recent situation."
"He is not very close to Holy Master Chen Xiang. He has only met the Holy Master twice."
"You don't have to worry too much. As long as you don't say anything that has big flaws, there will be no problem."
"In addition, when he comes in, you will let me and Zhang Li leave."
"This is the habit of Holy Lord Chen Xiang. Holy Lord Chen Xiang doesn't like to have other people around when others are reporting certain things."
Listening to the music dealer's instructions, Zhang Qingfeng nodded repeatedly. Sure enough, not long after, there was a knock on the door outside the house.
Zhang Qingfeng cleared his throat and said, "Come in."
Soon, the door opened, and the person who opened the door was a slightly bald, fat middle-aged man wearing a suit.
With a smile on his face, after entering the house, he happily said to Zhang Qingfeng: "My subordinate, Zhao Li, has met the Holy Master and came here to tell you about the current situation."
Zhang Qingfeng sat expressionlessly at his desk, nodded slightly, and then glanced at Qu Shang and Zhang Li.
Qu Shang and Zhang Li nodded slightly and took the initiative to exit the study.
Zhao Li rubbed his hands, feeling a little nervous.
He is not young anymore. Although he has already taken the position of the person in charge of the black market, it is still far from enough.
Zhao Li wants to take a step further.
Currying favor with the Holy Lord is the most important thing.
However, before that, the whereabouts of the Holy Lord were so mysterious that it was difficult for Zhao Li to meet him.
Now the Holy Lord has come to his realm.
"Holy Lord, you have worked hard and traveled a long way. Thank you for your hard work."
"This is the thousand-year-old snow lotus I managed to get on the black market."
Zhao Li secretly took out a wooden box from behind and opened it slowly.
The snow lotus inside exudes faint fluorescence.
Obviously, this snow lotus is no ordinary thing.
Zhang Qingfeng narrowed his eyes slightly and said: "If you are interested, let it go."
"Yes, yes." Zhao Yue was overjoyed. The Holy Lord was willing to accept his things. Then he would ask him for help and give himself a promotion. Maybe there would be a chance.
Zhang Qingfeng's heart changed, he looked at the snow lotus and said, "It must not be easy for you to get this snow lotus, right?"
"This was picked by a reckless man from a snowy mountain in the northwest three months ago. This thousand-year-old snow lotus has absorbed a lot of spiritual energy from heaven and earth. It is said that even if it is taken directly, it can greatly increase spiritual power."
"That guy was out there selling it on the black market, but no one bought it that day."
"That reckless man happily thought that everyone didn't know what he was selling, so he stayed here and wanted to sell it the next day."
"He doesn't know. Everyone knows that this is a good thing. No one dares to buy it easily. If you buy it, you will be in big trouble."
"That night, seven or eight forces went out to snatch this snow lotus."
"I am lucky enough to win the snow lotus."
Although Zhao Yue spoke lightly, that night, the various forces in the black market fought against each other, and it was bloody.
"As long as the Holy Lord likes it." Having said this, Zhao Li covered his chest and coughed heavily: "As long as the Holy Lord likes it, the injuries suffered by the subordinates will be worth it!"