The fourth-level customer service told him that the black market is a trade of goods, which means that items can only be exchanged for items. Currencies of various series and Luoshen currency do not support transactions in the black market.
Hey, Qin Shou doesn't have a penny. The most important thing is treasures. There are many low-grade treasures in the space ring.
Wandering around, I came to the stall of the guy who greeted me earlier. This guy was very enthusiastic about me, maybe he couldn't see through me.
Seeing Qin Shou wandering towards the black market, Zi girl, who had been following him like a ghost, also followed him in with a slight pout on her lips.
Well, you are not afraid of offending people on Battle Land 74. You can have fun, but no one dares to kill people on Battle Land 74. Gods are not joking here. Even quasi-gods can only move their fingers to gods.
, and in a world outside the mythical world that is not bound by supreme rules, the gods only need a thought to make the quasi-gods disappear into ashes.
Therefore, although this third-level black marketeer is not afraid of people who are stronger than him, he does not dare to provoke him. The rule against killing people is only on the planet where Luoshen belongs and on the planets and battlegrounds, but no one can control it in the starry sky.
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After looking up and down, he found that although this guy had a lot of treasures, Qin Shou still looked down upon his perverted existence, which could kill even high-level gods in the mythical world.
However, Qin Shou casually exchanged some green equipment with him. Overall, he suffered a bit of a loss, but he didn't care.
On the contrary, this somewhat wretched third-level merchant smiled charmingly and happily, and kept boasting that he had bought a good treasure.
Qin Shou walked towards the depths of the alley, passing through the souls of many black market merchants. The alley was not big, but it was crowded, and there were many people but not chaotic. This strange environment made Qin Shou have the urge to use the black market.
The urge to burn them all to death with fire.
But Qin Shou soon became excited.
"The black market is indeed a good place to find treasures." Thanks to the brain system, any weird and weird stuff can be displayed, which means that no one can trick you on the black market.
What kind of treasure can excite me? Equipment? I am now equipped with a full set of gold-level equipment, and the weapons are also gold-level treasures.
The brain system tells him that gold-level weapons are harder to obtain than equipment, so the ancient blade is much better than the death suit. If nothing else, he lets Leliardo become the complete state, just by pressing it up.
It can split 74 Battle Land in half. As for 74 Battle Land, the lower god of the water system, it's just a round hand.
So what else can excite me? Hey, of course it's bloodline. What I need most now is bloodline, and it doesn't matter what kind of bloodline it is or what attributes it has.
Qin Shou stopped in front of the stall of an old man in gray robe. This old man was only a second-level guy. His face was wrinkled like the bark of an old tree. It seemed that there had been no customers for a long time, and they were all fast asleep.
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"Hey, wake up, you have a good deal." The consciousness of Ultron sounded like a gong in the old man's soul, and the old man jumped up with a pop, and immediately blew his beard and stared with anger.
"What are you doing? I'm having a good night's sleep, Sir... Sir... Haha, the old man is so rude." Seeing that Qin Shou's soul consciousness couldn't even penetrate the surface of Qin Shou's body, his face became more complicated than reading a book.
Come on, the old man’s face folded together, he winked at himself and said with a smile.
Just kidding, the second level can sense the power of the third level, but now the old man can't even get close to Qin Shou, which means that the young man in front of him is at least a strong fourth level god general.
Well... of course appearance can't prove anything. There are many old perverts who have rejuvenated themselves through cultivation in the spiritual realm.
The old man was very surprised. He even looked down upon the third level of the things he had laid out. How could this man patronize him?
Qin Shou's eyes were very bright. He pulled the old man over, hooked his shoulder on the old man's shoulder and said through his soul, "Little old man, tell me what you want, and I will try my best to satisfy you."
Gudu, the old man swallowed his saliva and rolled his eyes up and down several times. Hey, the old man has never met such a high-roller in the 74 Battleland for ten years.
The old man was also very upright. He shook his frail body and said, "Sir, I am 942 years old and have only a few years to live. It would be great to be able to break through to the third level, but I don't have much hope, old man. Now
The old man just wants to live a few more years."
"Oh? Got it." Qin Shou smiled, knowing what the old man needed.
Watching Qin Shou and the old man exchanging hands and souls, Zi Zi, who had been following Qin Shou, came slowly, but when she saw the things placed in front of the old man's stall, her pretty eyebrows suddenly furrowed.
The new owner bought a lot of junk before, so why is he hanging around a second-level merchant now? Is he here to hunt for treasures, or is he just here for fun?
His Majesty, the God of War of the Hilati Galaxy, is really in a good mood.
Qin Shou flipped it over and took out a crystal cup from the space ring. The crystal cup contained half a cup of colored liquid, which was as brilliant as a firefly in the dark night.
"Little old man, this is the essence of jade brewing. It can be taken by second-level soul bodies, but the effect is the same no matter which level it is taken. It can increase the life span of the living body by five hundred years." The cup in his hand shook, and the old man drooled.
Keep swallowing.
Even the purple girl behind her pouted, what does this mean? Even if you sell this kind of treasure in the God of War to the Luo Shen official, you can get a piece of purple-level equipment. This kind of thing is a treasure that many nobles are jealous of.
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Is it really worth making a deal with a second-level human who is about to die of old age?
It's worth it, it's really worth it, it's very worth it to Qin Shou, especially the flashing crystal core on the old man's pavilion. I'm willing to let Qin Shou get a piece of purple-level equipment.
"Sir, if that's the case, you can take all the things I have here. If it's not enough..." The old man was so hungry that he took out a lot of white-level equipment from his low-level space ring.
"No, no, I just want your piece." Qin Shou smiled and shook his head, pointing to the palm-sized crystal core placed in the corner of the pavement.
The mind reminded that the crystal core was the bloodline of a quasi-god, and the owner of the bloodline was the bloodline of the Voldemort Monk. It was a creature that had long been exterminated by the demon army. The reason for its extinction was that the soul power of the Voldemort Monk could restrain the demonic bloodline.
Miss Zi also noticed Qin Shou's intention. Miss Zi didn't know what kind of creature's bloodline it was, but the owner of that bloodline was at least a mid-level quasi-god with its energy strength.