"I see, this thing is indeed mysterious. I heard Lord Ju Yuansi say that this thing comes from a place called the civilized plane. It seems that this civilized plane is not trivial!"
Xinlugu blinked his eyes and continued to test: "It's really amazing that Lord General Ling can obtain treasures from the civilized plane!"
"Hahaha, the civilized plane is indeed a magical plane. As for the Admiral, if you have the opportunity to meet him in the future, you will naturally understand!"
The colonel was a member of the witch clan. Hearing Xinlu Gu praise the admiral, his face also showed pride.
No matter what Xinlugu asked after that, he refused to say any more.
Seeing this, Luo Zheng knew that he would definitely not be able to ask anything, and that being too hasty would arouse the other party's alert, so he used his eyes to signal Xinlu Gu not to ask any more questions.
Luo Zheng and Xin Lu followed the colonel obediently, and in a moment they passed through the space wormhole and entered the world of black hell.
The world of Black Prison is completely free of the chaos that Xinlugu mentioned, and instead appears to be very orderly.
Entering a city in the world of Hell, this city is not too big.
In the city, the buildings of the Immortal Plane are mixed with buildings of another style, forming a very strange beauty.
The style of this kind of building is very unique. Most of them are square and tall. The surface of the building is inlaid with many reflective crystal objects, which sparkle under the scorching sun.
Luo Zheng felt that the nature of some buildings was very fragile. They seemed to be made of ordinary earth and rocks. However, the surfaces of the buildings were covered with strong energy shields, and it was not that easy to destroy them.
Under the leadership of Xin Lugu, Luo Zheng entered a tall square building. This building was not very tall, but there was space for formation inside. Xin Lugu's body of nearly 600 feet entered it, but it was quite impressive.
There isn't any feeling of crampedness.
Entering the building, Luo Zheng was overjoyed and found that strange symbols on mysterious books could be seen everywhere.
After a while, Luo Zheng and Xin Lugu saw a human warrior who was the tax collector of the Black Prison World.
This human warrior is a bald middle-aged man, wearing a low-level battle suit, with a black beard, and a deep and long scar on the left side of his face, like a big centipede growing on his face, and he looks vicious
Incomparable.
"Are you the ones who want to sneak into the underworld?"
The bald man looked fiercely, glanced at Luo Zheng and the bald middle-aged man, and asked coldly.
"We just don't know the current rules of the underworld, and we didn't violate them intentionally. Since we can offset the charges with a fee, we just accept the punishment!"
Xin Lugu said calmly.
This bald middle-aged man has a fierce look and a disdainful smile on his lips when he speaks, which makes people feel very uncomfortable.
"Humph, just accept the punishment? Do you think that violating the laws of our underworld is so easy to offset? The fine is a hundred times the cost of exorcism, and one person is worth 100 million low-grade elixirs. Can you get it?"
When the bald man saw Xin Lugu's attitude, he became even more dissatisfied and said disdainfully.
"One hundred million low-grade elixir?"
Xinlugu looked embarrassed and said.
"Hmph, what's up? You can't take it out, can you?"
The bald man sneered, his eyes suddenly fell on Luo Zheng, he looked up and down, and said with a lewd smile: "Otherwise, I think you are a good martial slave, as long as you give this martial slave to me,
I can give you 10 million low-grade elixirs, so that you don’t have to bear the cost of his salvation, but you can also get 10 million low-grade elixirs, how about that?"
"Ten million low-grade elixir? Just buy my martial slave?"
Xin Lugu glanced at Luo Zheng, showed a strange expression, and deliberately sarcastically said: "In this case, wouldn't the tax collector Ju be at a huge disadvantage?"
A warrior in the Earthly Realm, whether a slave or a warrior slave from the Giant Spirit Clan, would cost at least tens of millions of low-grade elixirs, and even some powerful warrior slaves would cost far more than this price.
This bald man clearly thought that Xinlu Gu could not produce enough low-grade elixirs and wanted to take advantage of him.
"Hehe, I did suffer a bit of a loss when I bought this martial slave for 10 million, but it doesn't matter. I love these little guys with thin skin and tender meat the most!"
The bald man didn't take it seriously when he heard this. Instead, he smiled even more lewdly and stared at Luo Zheng reluctantly to look away.
"Okay, it's just 200 million low-grade elixirs, let's just hand them over!"
Xin Lugu couldn't help but shudder when he saw the bald man's eyes staring at Luo Zheng, becoming more and more unscrupulous. The chill in Luo Zheng's eyes became more and more obvious.
This bald man obviously likes masculine things. If Luo Zheng gets angry, it will be difficult to deal with.
"Here are two million middle-grade elixirs. Please count them!"
After Xinlugu finished speaking, he quickly took out two Qiankun bags and placed them on the bald man's desk.
"What, you can come up with two million middle-grade elixirs?"
When the bald man heard this, his face showed disbelief, and he quickly picked up the Qiankun bag and checked it.
If it were really two million low-grade elixirs, the bald man would be rich!
Normally, one million middle-grade elixirs can be worth at least 120 million low-grade elixirs.
If it was really a mid-grade elixir worth two million, he could make a price difference of forty million with a little manipulation!