Under the dull gazes of a group of people, Wu Chong stretched out his hand, and a ball of dark power flew out from the fragments of the phone, hovered in his palm, and turned into a ball.
This is the power of the monster he extracted.
This thing is the product of radiation from big guys in the antique market, and it has a certain value.
"fear?"
Wu Chong fiddled with the sphere in his hand, trying to extract more things. But he failed. After being blown away by his palm, it became a real puddle of waste, and his instincts were all gone. After noticing this
After ordering it, he opened his mouth and ate it in one go.
On the panel, the blue bar representing the experience value has increased slightly.
"That's almost it. All that's left is to go to the antique market and kill this guy's body." Wu Chong's mouth returned to its original shape, he clapped his hands and walked up to Guan Peng and the others.
"OK!"
Guan Peng was agitated, came to his senses and quickly replied.
The way he looks at Wu Chong now is like looking at a god. Especially after what happened to Master Shen, he understands how difficult this thing is. Such a terrifying monster was actually solved by this expert with a slap.
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If this is not a fairy, what is it?
"Master, thank you for your life-saving grace! I kowtow to you." Several other people also responded, including Wang Kun, who was walking around on the edge of death.
He has full recall now.
Recalling the scene when his girlfriend Tang Jingjing was abandoned by him, he fell into regret.
"Don't forget to pay."
Wu Chong didn't accept this trick. He remembered that he had received another one million IOU.
"must!"
Guan Peng nodded cautiously. He was ready to go back and talk to his father about cooperating with the master.
Under the leadership of Guan Peng, the group soon arrived at the antique market.
The terrible place recorded in this information booklet.
According to the description of the archives, the first time someone discovered a problem with this place was sixty years ago. At that time, the New Kingdom government also thought about blocking this place, but later they discovered that as long as the antique market was blocked, the place would be destroyed at night.
The scope of influence in a certain area will expand, and the impact will be several times larger than that of a simple market. In severe cases, it affects dozens of streets outside, and once caused urban traffic to be paralyzed.
After that, they thought of many ways, but in the end they had no effect. This market seems to have its own consciousness, and if the influence is great, it will spread outwards.
As time passed, and with the incidents that broke out in other places one after another, the damage caused to the antique market was not great, so the danger level was lowered. Except for some people who disappeared every year, no one else paid attention to it.
It's just that there is a record in the official archives, reminding some people not to hang out here.
Performed cold treatment.
It was already approaching evening when several people entered the market.
There are only a few pedestrians visiting the market. Most of these people are tourists from out of town. For them, the antique market is just a special tourist attraction, nothing special. Many bloggers will come here.
On Taobao, they didn’t know that the videos they worked so hard to create would be restricted or even outright illegal.
"Convenience store No. 444?"
Entering the convenience store, Wu Chong immediately saw Xia Xiaohai behind the counter.
This young man gave him a very strange feeling, like a dead person, and his body was filled with a large number of mysterious particles. At least three world masters had paid attention to him!
"Trouble solved?"
Seeing Guan Peng and the others coming back, the shop owner Xia Xiaohai also breathed a sigh of relief.
"I would also like to thank the shopkeeper for his guidance." Guan Peng cast a concerned look. If it weren't for Xia Xiaohai's two guidances, they would definitely be dead.
"I didn't do much. Is this Master Feng? I've seen your photo in the newspaper."
Xia Xiaohai walked out of the counter and came to the rest area of the convenience store, preparing to invite everyone to sit down.
"Don't waste time, go directly to the stall to buy things." Wu Chong waved his hand. There were some problems with Xia Xiaohai, but there should be no conflict with him. With different purposes, Master Wu didn't bother to take care of this.
Nosy.
"Who is this"
Only then did Xia Xiaohai notice Wu Chong.
This seemingly ordinary young man is actually the protagonist.
"Let's go solve the trouble first, and thank you later." After thanking Guan Peng, he followed Wu Chong out of the convenience store. After seeing Wu Chong's strength, he just wanted to hug his thighs tightly.
Rows of old vendors.
The old people yawned and set up stalls here, and most of the items on them were knock-offs, meant to deceive outsiders.
This kind of stall basically doesn't make much money on weekdays, and these stall owners don't rely on it to make a living. The real money-making business is done at night, so most of their energy levels are like this during the day.
"Most of them are ordinary people, and a few of them are not very normal."
Wu Chong walked in front, scanning the stalls in the market. He saw similar mysterious particles from several stall owners. These people either had too much contact with demonic objects, or they had problems themselves.
"right here!"
Guan Peng pointed at a vendor in front of him with the most mysterious particles and said loudly.
They bought their murals here before. At that time, Hua Chen was eaten by the New Year painting monster that emerged from the stalls in front of them. The strange thing is that none of the vendors here got up. They looked like zombies.
Wooden.
"Guest, do you want to buy something?"
The vendor raised his head with a strange smile on his face.
In an instant, everyone felt their eyes go dark, and when they focused their eyes again, they unexpectedly came to a completely unfamiliar room.
The whole room is an old-fashioned wooden building, with scorch marks everywhere on the walls. The most bizarre thing is the murals on the surrounding walls. All of these murals are the kind of 'New Year paintings' that Guan Peng took on his cell phone before.
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"Grandmaster!"
Everyone was shocked and couldn't help but exclaim.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Feng Daoxi even took out all the treasures he kept. As soon as several talismans appeared in his hand, there were signs of burning.
"interesting."
Wu Chong walked to the side and stretched out his right hand to touch the New Year pictures on the wall. A familiar burning sensation passed along his index finger.
"It's a bit like the demon from the Yu family, but much weaker."
He retracted his finger and glanced at the burnt finger. Black threads appeared on the wound and began to slowly repair it. After a while, the finger returned to normal.
"ah!
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The girl Yang Yi screamed, and she found that the underground had turned into a similar "New Year picture" at some point. The monsters in the picture were swimming around, as if they would jump out at any time.
"Be careful, this is a devil's space."
Sweat broke out on Master Feng's forehead.
Too dangerous!
Even though Wu Chong was in charge, he still felt unsafe. The talisman in his hand was desperately telling him to escape.
Peng!
The battered sports student Wang Kun over there seemed to have inhaled some kind of gas and fell to the ground, covering his chest with his hands and wailing in pain.
The strong smell of sulfur began to spread, and strange wooden hands appeared from various locations in the room.
"Calm down!"
Wu Chong raised his foot and stamped it on the ground.
Katsa
The entire room trembled, and the dark asphalt spread, eroding the entire floor and the four walls in an instant. The dark cracks were like spider webs, 'eating' the monsters swimming inside.
The arms that were sticking out of the wall disappeared in an instant, and the smell of sulfur in the air also dropped.
"So strong!"
"This is the real master."
Guan Peng and Du Qantian's eyes were gleaming. If it weren't for the wrong occasion, they would have kowtowed and became their disciples.