After taking Huang Yu out of the tomb, they discovered that what he said was true.
It’s really Qingjiang City outside.
"how come?"
"We obviously entered the Land of Desolation from the border, how come we are here in the blink of an eye!"
The logic is twisted.
Wang Cheng had a look of fear on his face. He looked back at the tomb where several people had come out, and the thoughts in his mind became more intense.
The dream demon has entered the new country!
Although it was just the beginning, he could already predict what would happen next. This was how his homeland perished.
Ji Xiaohong also thought of this and started calling to report it.
When it comes to incubus demons, you can never be too cautious.
"Call Feng Daoxi and the others for me and ask him to book two tickets for me back to Jinghai City." Wu Chong patted Wang Cheng on the shoulder and pulled the elder brother back from the edge of fear.
He could tell that Wang Cheng had a fear from the bottom of his heart towards the Dream Demon. He seemed to be very afraid of that demon, but also extremely hateful.
"And me?"
Huang Yu looked confused and didn't know where to go next.
He has now betrayed the antique trading market. He has not stolen any of the antiques handed over by the market, and has also sold out a lot of news about the market. While his soul is still bound by the market, he does not dare to leave these people at all.
.Without their help, the market will kill him immediately.
"Come with me."
After saying that, Wu Chong walked to their jeep and pulled hard with one hand.
Katsa…
The car door fell off.
Wu Chong skillfully pulled out a few wires from underneath, and after fiddling with them a few times, he actually started the car.
After reporting the situation over there, Ji Xiaohong and Wang Cheng quickly walked over when they heard the sound, and followed Huang Yu into the car.
This place is an ancient tomb, and they don't want to be caught as tomb robbers.
The day of 'revenge' came faster than Huang Yu expected. As soon as they returned to Jinghai City, the eldest brother threw him out before he could sit on the heat, and also destroyed the shielding device Ji Xiaohong hung on him.
.
The moment the shield disappeared, a burning sensation originating from the soul was transmitted from the body.
"So direct?"
Wang Cheng and Ji Xiaohong looked dull.
"If it's too late, it will escape." Wu Chong controlled his breath to minimize the impact.
He has experience in dealing with the antique trading market!
"ah!"
Huang Yu screamed and grabbed his neck, rolling around in the yard. He felt like a refugee burned by fire, but strangely there was no flame on his body.
"Burned Lake smell?"
Ji Xiaohong's eyes narrowed and she realized something was wrong.
Huang Yu, who was screaming, was in so much pain that it was difficult to speak. He regretted it now. He regretted that he was too hasty before. The power of the antique trading market was far beyond his ability to peek.
Recalling the rules of the market and the consequences of betraying the market, he screamed even louder.
He knows that this kind of flame is just the beginning. The antique trading market will definitely capture him later and make him into a puppet with no freedom, just like the old man who wished for immortality. He will be trapped in that weird body forever, unable to speak.
, unable to escape!
"Kill me, please kill me."
Huang Yu had been affected by the pain and lost his mind. He began to fear the endless loneliness. The "eternal life" that cannot live without dying is a punishment more cruel than death.
The original fear escaped from him. The quality of this fear was much higher than that of others. Even Wu Chong took a sideways look.
"No wonder everyone wants to catch him. It seems there is something special about him."
But soon Wu Chong withdrew his gaze.
The soul flame at this stage cannot burn anyone. There is no real move in the antique trading market. The power of the market has not yet come out, and there is no opportunity to sneak in. So Wu Chong is ready to wait, and I believe Huang Yu can understand it.
The brothers of Heifeng Village are all tough men!
"coming!"
Wang Cheng Meng took a few steps back.
In the yard, all the plants and trees were bent down by invisible forces, and a fear originating from their hearts made them panic.
This is a third-level demon!
The top batch may even reach the fourth level.
For exorcists, demons of this level represent natural disasters. Regardless of whether they are the third or fourth level, the fate they encounter is the same.
Huang Yu, who was screaming and tumbling in the courtyard, sounded much softer.
The 'copper coin mark' on his body burned and began to release turbid breath. These breaths were like mist, trying to drag Huang Yu into the antique trading market. But how could Wu Chong make it happen? What he was waiting for was
this opportunity.
I saw his figure flash, his dark palm suddenly grasped the copper coin, and then he pulled hard.
There was only a "tearing" sound, and the piece of skin on Huang Yu's body that was engraved with the mark of the copper coin was torn off by him.
"Ouch!
"
Huang Yu, whose voice had already weakened, suddenly arched his body and rolled on the ground. His screams were distorted. Blood was dripping from his back where a piece of skin had been torn off. He looked so...
How miserable it is.
"Don't worry, big brother will help you get revenge."
Catching the tail of the antique trading market, Wu Chong gave Huang Yu a reassuring word, and then pressed his hand on the copper coin mark. The demon's internal power was poured into it crazily, and he broke through the blockade of the antique trading market arrogantly, tearing it open in the middle of the yard.
A passage, and then he dodged and rushed in.
Huang Yu's screams on the ground were muted, and Ji Xiaohong and Wang Cheng couldn't stand it anymore.
"Is this brother... so miserable?"
"At least people are still alive."
After thinking for a while, Wang Cheng said quietly.
Over there, Huang Yu heard the conversation between the two, and his eyes trembled slightly. It wasn't that he didn't want to move, but that his whole body felt as if it had been torn apart. Everything was painful and he couldn't even move.
"Why don't you go in and take a look?" Ji Xiaohong asked. In his impression, Wang Chengcheng was a lunatic who was not afraid of death. He would definitely not let go of such a good learning opportunity.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Sure enough, before she finished speaking, Wang Cheng moved.
He threw his belongings on the ground and rushed in without looking back.
"If I don't come back, you can take this thing back to Gillian."
"Holy crap, are you serious!?"
Ji Xiaohong stretched out her hand to give him a hand, but it was too late. She could only watch as Wang Cheng disappeared from his sight.
Wu Chong rushed in along the crack, and felt something was wrong as soon as he entered the door.
He could feel a kind of rejection. The antique trading market was rejecting him and trying to drive him out.
This guy recognized his aura, but it was a pity that it was easy to invite the gods but difficult to send them away. He finally grabbed a weak persimmon and couldn't let him run away no matter what he said. Then the human-skin demon on Wu Chong emerged,
The powerful asphalt monster punched the passage squeezing in front of it hard.
boom!
Everything is turned upside down.
After a violent shaking, Wu Chong finally rushed into the antique trading market.
He stood up and took a look at the scene around him.
A dark enclosed space with a strange moon hanging in the sky. There is a wooden plaque not far away. I don’t know how many years have passed, but the words on it are not from this era.
The wooden plaque creaked in the dark night.
"It's comfortable to have a devil's space." Master Wu expressed his real name with envy.
But this is not a problem. If there is no demon space, isn’t there an antique trading market? We are all one family, and what belongs to a brother belongs to him!
After taking just a few steps, Wu Chong stopped.
In the dark night, a figure walked out of the darkness. Like Huang Yu, each of these people had a mark. Each of them wore an 'antique', and these antiques controlled them and surrounded them.
He rushed towards Wu Chong, trying to drive him out.