The first thousand eight hundred and sixty chapters of power
Zi Chen used his soul power to write the words Divine Pattern Celestial Bell on the scroll.
Then there is the anticipation and waiting.
Numbers don't appear.
Only the four characters of Divine Pattern Celestial Bell were shining with abnormal light.
This made Zi Chen slightly startled and surprised.
Isn’t it said that in this sinful city, there is nothing you can’t think of and everything you can’t buy?
And he heard that there is a set of divine clocks in Sin City.
Why not now?
"What is the Divine Celestial Clock?"
The old man saw the words on Zi Chen's scroll and asked doubtfully.
Zi Chen realized that maybe the name was wrong.
After all, the current world was dominated by the Magic Soul Alliance, and the divine pattern had long been a thing of the past.
He tried to write the five characters "Dharma Soul Destruction Bell".
In an instant, numbers appeared.
A set of magic soul world-destroying bells, five pieces in different sizes, shining with golden light, with the price of 90,000 immortal magic points marked on the side.
"so much?"
Seeing this number, Zi Chen was surprised, "Isn't it said to be worth more than thirty thousand?"
The old man withdrew his gaze from the scroll and said: "Hearsays cannot be trusted, because many people have never been to Sin City, so how can they know the prices of these things."
He has the soul power to ask Zi Chen if he wants to trade.
Of course you can't afford it.
But Zi Chen added two more words next to it.
Imitation!
The light flashed again, and imitations appeared. This time, three sets appeared directly. They looked the same as the real ones, but they couldn't be distinguished by looking at them.
The prices are respectively 3,000, 8,000 and 20,000.
An imitation worth 20,000 yuan is already the limit among imitations, and its power is approximately one-tenth of the original.
It seems that that person had never been to Sin City, otherwise he would not have sold the imitations at that price.
Because it's cheaper to sell.
But when I think about it again, those imitations are almost useless to those who possess immortal magic skills. They can only be sold to outsiders. If they are expensive, who will want them?
A light suddenly flashed across Zi Chen's mind.
If you collect some things from outside and sell them in Sin City, you will definitely make a lot of money.
Such as immortal bones, such as immortal gold stones.
Just these two things are several times the benefits.
This made him more and more excited the more he thought about it. If he took back all the fairy bones outside, even if he only made double the profit, he would probably make a lot of money.
Maybe, I just bought the genuine set worth 90,000 yuan.
Zi Chen laughed, feeling a little complacent. It wasn't until the old man coughed that he came back to his senses.
He remembered another thing and immediately took out his Doomsday Clock to check the price.
After placing it on it, the price did not appear immediately.
After a while, the numbers appeared.
Dharma Soul Destruction Bell: Incomplete.
Worth thirty-three thousand three hundred immortal magic points.
This number surprised Zi Chen, but he soon understood it.
His Dharma Soul Destruction Bell is incomplete, that is to say, its power is less than 100%.
If converted according to value, it can only exert about 30% of its combat power at present.
"good."
When the old man saw the numbers above, a rare smile appeared on his face, and he joked: "You are very rich."
Zi Chen retrieves the World-Destroying Bell. It is a life-saving thing. Even if it is worth millions, it has no meaning.
Amida was also looking at the scroll at this moment, looking for something interesting.
"We'll look at this when we have time. As long as we don't leave Sin City, this fairy scroll will not disappear." The old man walked forward, "Let's go do business now."
Zi Chen was a little surprised. He followed up and raised the scroll and asked, "Do you want to take back this sinful city? Isn't this a reward?"
The old man said: "When you leave the Sin City, you will disappear, and when you come in, you will appear again. As long as you stay here, everyone will have one."
This made Zi Chen very regretful. He thought he could take it out and do business in the future, but now it seems that this is not possible.
If it could only be used here, then the scroll would only have two functions: interesting and beautiful to Zi Chen.
As for the transaction, with his current worth, he can only think about it, unless he is willing to sell the Doomsday Clock.
Putting away the scroll, Zi Chen began to look around.
The size of the city and the number of buildings were far beyond Zi Chen's imagination.
I met a lot of other people along the way.
This city was completely different from what he had guessed. It was not deserted at all. On the contrary, it was very lively.
This means that there are strong people everywhere, not only with high realms, but also everyone has mastered immortal magic skills.
"Why are there so many people here?"
Zi Chen was surprised. In addition to other people, there were many strange demons here. They walked on the street without any hesitation and showed off.
Others didn't react at all, as they seemed used to it.
The old man said: "The Sinful Land is a central area and a symbol, so all the powerful forces will set up their base here."
"All forces are present?"
Zi Chen thought of Mobei City back then, which was a relatively large force that Zi Chen had ever encountered.
"You have to have a head and a good reputation."
The old man explained as he walked, "Not only does it have to be big, but it also has to have foundation, because without the same foundation, there is no way to build a base here."
Zi Chen looked at the buildings of different sizes and asked, "Why aren't these buildings the same?"
"Of course it's a matter of background. Here, through simple big and small, you can tell whether the force behind you is strong."
“Are these buildings all residential buildings?”
"That's right, all of them are, but some of them have been occupied by others because they haven't been taken care of all year round."
"Why is no one taking care of it?" Zi Chen was puzzled, "Didn't it mean that you have to pay a huge price to build a station here?"
"When the power declines, there will be no one to take care of it."
At this moment, Zi Chen saw a man walking out of the two-story building. He was a strong man.
The moment Zi Chen saw the other person, he seemed to have some kind of reaction in his heart, and the law of heaven and earth was slightly touched.
The strong man seemed to be aware of it and turned his head to glance in this direction. His eyes glanced at Zi Chen and Amida, and finally looked at the old man.
Not knowing whether he recognized the other person, the strong man's face changed slightly and he looked away.
"That's where the Shenhu Clan is based." The old man said calmly: "The blood of their clan is quite pure."
"Shenhu, are there really gods here?" Zi Chen's face changed slightly.
"Of course there are gods, but it's not what you think. They belong to the acquired bloodline of the gods, not the bloodline of gods."
When the old man spoke, his face was expressionless and there was no joy. "Most of the acquired gods came from the seal before the chaos."
Zi Chen's expression changed again, and a murderous intent flashed in his eyes.
Because those Houtian gods are the false gods that Zi Chen killed.
What's different is that they are those who broke out of the seal and have complete bloodlines.
After all, there were too many places to fight back then, and there must be many seals. Zi Chen only encountered two places, and the seals were naturally broken in other places.
The old man sensed Zi Chen's murderous intention and said nothing.
Continuing forward, Zi Chen saw some more people. When he saw them, Zi Chen's world was touched.
The old man did not continue to explain, but Zi Chen understood in his heart that they were all acquired gods, that is, false gods.
As for Amida, she belongs to the True God clan, also known as the bloodline of gods.
After walking through these two-story buildings, Zi Chen saw some three-story buildings, which were directly one floor higher. He believed that those forces had more background.
A man happened to walk out. He was dressed in ordinary clothes and had no unique aura as he walked.
Just like a mortal.
After seeing the three of them, he also smiled and nodded, looking very kind.
Zi Chen said: "This person shouldn't be ordinary, right?"
He felt that there should be no ordinary people in this place.
In fact, what I want to say from the bottom of my heart is, can the power be able to designate others to come here at will, regardless of realm?
The old man said calmly: "He is a fairy."
"What?"
Zi Chen lost his voice, and Amida was also startled.
Faeries?
The fairy from the fairy fragment?
Zi Chen got some fairy fragments back then and made great progress after refining them.
It is said that after a fairy dies, fragments of the fairy will be left behind.
The kind-hearted man next door just now turned out to be a fairy?
Zi Chen was stunned.
How far have we traveled before we encountered this kind of existence?
He looked at the old man and said cautiously: "Are there many fairies here?"
The old man shook his head and said: "Not many. Only the stations above three floors will have fairy spirits stationed there."
Zi Chen glanced at it and realized that there were probably hundreds of them, so he couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.
Isn’t that much?
Zi Chen was speechless.
At this moment, he truly understood the details of Sin City.
On the way to the city center, Zi Chen saw a five-story building, which was the tallest building he saw along the way.
As far as I could see, there were only a few such buildings around, and they were distributed in different places.
There is only one on this main street.
There was a man standing at the door, his gaze directed towards the three of them. His eyes were cold, even with undisguised murderous intent.
Zi Chen felt that he was being targeted by a murderer.
He was very surprised. He had just come here and hadn't said a word to anyone yet. Why would there be murderous intentions targeting him?
The old man sensed something unusual, glanced at the other person, and his eyes became sharp.
The man snorted and turned around to enter the station.
"Is this also a fairy?"
Zi Chen asked in surprise.
The old man said: "No, he is from the Immortal Soul Clan."
"Fairy Soul!"
Zi Chen was surprised again.
Above the Dharma Soul is the Immortal Soul. It is said that it is extremely difficult to obtain the blood of the Immortal Soul Clan.
Looking at the entire Dharma Soul Alliance, there are only a few of the Immortal Soul Clan.
The one just now turned out to be the Immortal Soul Clan.
No wonder the other party had murderous intentions, it turned out to be the Immortal Soul Clan.
But, I just came here, how did the other party know about me?
Zi Chen asked again: "Does the Fahun Clan have a base here?"
The old man shook his head, "They are not qualified."
The Dharma Soul Alliance claims to be the largest alliance in the wasteland. In Zichen's opinion, they are the most powerful force, and they are not even qualified to establish a base here?
Needless to say, Mobeicheng is probably not even qualified to come here.
Then again, what exactly are the forces that have stations?
The three of them kept walking until they reached the end of the street, in front of a seven-story building.
This is their destination.
There was no guard at the door, the door was open, and no one was seen coming and going, making it seem a bit deserted.
But with this seven-story building, no one dares to underestimate this place.