Not an immortal king, but better than an immortal king!

Wang Hui is now like an immortal king wearing mysterious fairy skin. He is easily underestimated, but those who underestimate him will definitely not have a good ending.

The body is the body of innate magic weapon, and it also has the innate magic weapon, the Houtu Divine Seal, and the body of the Heavenly Evil, which can influence the laws of the Heavenly Dao, especially the sea of ​​creation and creation skills that accompany Wang Huidao. His true strength is probably not even clear to him.

"Okay, the Shilongtang Lord who was causing trouble is dead. Can you sell me the ten kinds of souls of the gods to me now?" Wang Hui asked with a smile.

"Of course there is no problem!" The old man with white beard was stunned for a long time before nodding quickly.

Just kidding, what a terrifying potential is an existence who uses Xuanxian’s cultivation to instantly kill the lower-class immortal king. If you can firmly win over this person to yourself, then the reputation of the Immortal Tribulation Organization and the Nine-Primary Hall will greatly improve. How can such a good thing be compared to the souls of ten gods?

Although it is said that collecting a hundred kinds of souls of gods can control the metaverse, it is just a legend after all. And so far, I have never heard of anyone who can integrate more than two kinds of souls of gods into the body, so controlling the metaverse is even more nonsense.

Rather than getting something real for this legend that is most likely a rumor, it is better to get something real, that is, the loyalty of the Tiansha Hall Lord in front of you. No, to be precise, it should be a good impression. After all, it is hard to imagine which force he will surrender to for such a person.

"Okay, here is the immortal crystal condensed from one million.5 million top-grade immortal stones. Those ten kinds of souls of the gods belong to me!" Wang Hui smiled slightly, took out a crystal stone and threw it over.

"No, you only need to pay one million!" said the old man in white beard hurriedly, "In fact, the highest price of the ten kinds of god souls in the world is only one million top-grade immortal stones."

"That's not possible. One million and one million are one million and a half million. I, Tiansha Hall Master, have never liked to owe people favors! But I will receive your kindness." Wang Hui smiled slightly and directly put the ten kinds of souls of the gods into his body, waiting to slowly refine and fuse it.

"Okay, let's stop here for today's business. If there are other things, the Lord of the Tang Dynasty can do his own business." The old man with white beard bowed to the seat and said.

In the bustling bustle, the hall masters left one after another, and they still talked about the battle between Wang Hui and the Shilong Hall Master today, which really opened their eyes.

In the end, in the huge Nine-grade Hall, only Wang Hui, Qingmu Tangzun and the white-haired old man were left.

The white-haired old man walked to Wang Hui and said, "Tiansha Hall Master likes to collect the soul of this god?"

"Yes, do you have the whereabouts of other god souls?" Wang Hui asked with great interest. For him, nothing was unnecessary, especially since he could perfectly integrate various god souls, that thing would have a greater effect on him.

"Well! To be honest, the ten kinds of souls of the gods were found in that place, and they are called the universe cracks!" the white-bearded old man explained.

"Yes, I have been to the cracks in the universe. There are indeed many good treasures, not only the souls of the gods, but also various crystals, magic weapons, and even some inheritances passed down by ancient immortal emperors or great gods. That place is a free zone, and anyone can go there, so it is quite chaotic, including demons, immortals, Buddhas, demons, and people from the Chaos clan!" Qingmu Tangzun added.

When the two people in the hall talked about the universe cracks, Wang Hui began to search for the memory of the Shilong Hall Lord, and found that this person had really been to that place. It was like a natural free market. Many people found treasures from the cracks. Once they felt that they were useless to them, they would set up stalls for sale there. What they needed was to pay a certain amount of spirit stones to Yuanzong, which controls the universe cracks, which is the protection fee in the traditional sense, which can ensure that they would not be robbed.

Since he already knew the location of this place, Wang Hui didn't want to stay any longer. He hugged the white-bearded old man and Aoki Tangzun and said goodbye and left.

After Wang Hui left, the old man with white beard asked Aoki Dokun with interest, "Who do you think this person will be?"

"I can't say it's right. I think it's one of the five perverts in the Divine Soldier Guard. Those five guys can definitely kill the lower-level immortal king with the cultivation level of Xuanxian, but this person's personality is not that domineering, which is really hard to guess." Aoki Dojo shook his head and said.

He probably didn't know that two of the five perverts had been buried in Wang Hui's hands.

"No matter who he is, we must strive to win over. Once he has a need, we must respond immediately. Even if such a person cannot become an alliance, he cannot make him our enemy." Aoki Dojo Zun added.

"That's right, you and I have a consistent opinion!" said the old man with white beard, stroking his beard.

...

While the two old men were still talking about Wang Hui, he himself had already flew to the only cosmic crack in the Heavenly Dao Universe as fast as possible.

It is called a cosmic crack, but in fact it looks like a continent floating in the void. It is neither circular like the earth, can rotate due to gravity, nor is it carried by a huge turtle like the Burial God Star. It is just suspended in the universe, as if it will never disappear.

This continent is very large, but the scope of being developed by immortals is very small. The danger level of this continent is far beyond everyone's imagination. Even if a strong man in the Immortal Lord's realm enters the depths, he will never return.

Wang Hui didn't have time to explore, he just wanted to search in the free market to see if there were any good things that could interest him.

So when he arrived at the crack of the universe, Wang Hui went straight to the free market. As Shilongtang Zun remembered, people who set up stalls could be seen everywhere, including immortals, demon immortals, demon immortals, Buddhas, Chaos Clan, etc., but everyone calmly kept not interfering with each other.

Sometimes, disciples of Yuanzong pass by, obviously patrolling, in case of unsightly guys causing trouble here.

The Yuan Sect’s disciples are very strong. In Wang Hui’s opinion, those patrolling are all inferior nine heavenly mystical immortals. This is definitely a carefully trained disciple in other sects. Even in Tianpeng Mansion, although they may not be as good as the disciples in the Xuanxian Illusion Realm, they are definitely much more powerful than the other disciples.

Wang Hui had no intention of causing trouble, so he didn't care about the patrolling Yuan Sect disciples, but walked through every pavilion very carefully to find what he wanted.

Suddenly, he stopped his eyes on the paver of a pair of men and women. Their cultivation was not strong and they could barely reach the top-level Golden Immortal. However, there were many good things on their paver, but most of them were not Wang Hui's dishes, but a flute about a foot long attracted Wang Hui's gaze.

"Don't miss it when you pass by. You must have treasures, magic weapons, magic pills, and all kinds of rare things that you can't imagine, and there is nothing you can't find!" The man shouted at the top of his throat, which attracted a lot of audiences.

"The flute looks pretty, it's better to sell a hundred low-grade immortal stones to me." Suddenly, a young man in a gorgeous costume pointed to the flute that Wang Hui had liked and said.

"No, for this flute, we have lost several people, one hundred low-grade immortal stones, and we cannot explain them to our brothers." The man said with a sad face, "How about a thousand low-grade immortal stones? How about a thousand?"

"Hmph, I only say one hundred times, but how can I get so much nonsense?" The young man in the gorgeous clothes snorted coldly.

"Please don't mess around. This is a free market under the jurisdiction of the Yuanzong. Aren't you afraid of offending the Yuanzong?" The man suddenly said coldly. The reason why he dared to set up a stall here with such a little strength was the power of the Yuanzong.

The young master of Chinese clothing looked at the Yuan Sect disciples patrolling nearby, spat, and took out a thousand low-grade immortal stones and threw them on the ground, and was about to take the flute away.

At this moment, Wang Hui couldn't help it. Although he didn't see what the flute was, he had a feeling that the value of that thing was definitely more than one million top-grade immortal stones, and even more valuable than the soul of the gods. No, it might be said that it was a priceless treasure!

"Slow down!" Wang Hui shouted and walked over, grabbed the flute, and said to the couple, "I'll pay 100,000 top-grade fairy stones to buy it!"

That's right, Wang Hui is also a profiteer, but he is still quite humane and is willing to give out 100,000 top-grade immortal stones, which will definitely make the man and woman excited to death.

"That thing is not worth that much!" the woman said honestly.

"What do you know? This guest said that it is worth it. We are not as good as others, so don't talk nonsense." The man was obviously smarter than the woman.

However, Wang Hui didn't care about these things. He must have made a profit anyway. There is no doubt about this. If you buy a priceless treasure of 100,000 yuan of top-grade immortal stones, you will make a lot of money no matter what.

"I think you really don't want to do this business today!" Suddenly, the young master of Chinese clothing roared angrily, "You two have agreed to sell the thing to me. Why are you suddenly refusing to regret it? Do you deliberately find fault? Don't you recognize me!"

"You are the young master of the Qin family, so we naturally recognize it, but the price you gave is simply a fraud. How can we sell it?" the man said lightly, looking very calm. I wonder if it was because the patrol disciple of Yuanzong was nearby.

The young master of Chinese uniform looked at the patrol disciples of the Yuan Sect. After all, he could not get angry at the two stall owners, but he focused his anger on Wang Hui.

"You little brat, you are not the stall owner here, so the Yuan Sect disciples can't control the grudges between you and me. Do you think you were trying to find fault on purpose?" The young man in China asked at Wang Hui's nose.

"Sorry, I really have nothing to say about a person who has eyes that is venting his anger. If you have a genital, you can also bid for me with 100,000 top-grade immortal stones. If not, please get out of here. Good dogs won't block the way!" Wang Hui said coldly. (To be continued...)
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