The middle-aged man was at the scene when the blood slaughter was smashed into meat paste last night.

That scene left a deep impression on him.

Although Jiang Bo has only two puppets now, he is not as powerful as Xue Tu.

"Okay, then I'll spare you a life."

Jiang Bo showed a look of pleasure.

The bastard almost killed himself before, but now he saw him kneeling down and begging for mercy, and he felt anger.

This puppet is so powerful, it is so easy to take revenge and make money.

As the battle ended, the monks around the arena were also talking.

"This kid is not as strong as that of middle-aged man, but he won by relying on the puppet. It's a bit unfair."

"Yes, but who made this boy have such a powerful puppet?"

"Where did this puppet come from? The Kyushu Sword God yesterday had it, and the young man today also had it."

"Can this powerful puppet in the Tribulation Realm become a street stall product now?"

Everyone was talking when they saw someone standing up and suddenly running out.

"Fellow Daoist, what are you doing?"

Someone shouted when he saw this, but the man seemed to have not heard it.

Immediately afterwards, more and more people seemed to realize something and began to speed up to rush out.

"Damn, I understand. Jiang Bo was still here last night, but after less than half an hour left, he suddenly had two powerful puppets. This kid couldn't run far, and this puppet must have been bought in the Shadow City.

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A monk stood up after realizing it, screamed halfway, and suddenly realized something to cover his mouth.

But this voice also made all the monks understand.

Hula, it was like a tide, and countless monks rushed towards various treasure-selling places in the Shadow City.

The auction will only start tonight, and this puppet appeared last night, obviously bought it in the market or other treasure pavilions.

At the forefront of the crowd, Jiang Bo’s three friends ran the fastest.

After Jiang Bo won, he told the three of them the news.

When the three of them smelled the breath of the treasure, they ran away.

After receiving accurate news from Jiang Bo, the three of them rushed into the market and rushed directly to the position Jiang Bo mentioned.

“Which is?”

But as he ran closer, the three of them were stunned to find that there were actually two stalls selling puppets here.

Although the puppets here in Qincheng look similar, the three of them dare not judge the authenticity from their appearance alone.

And are these two top puppets?

"How many spirit stones are you puppet selling?"

The monk Zhang had a better idea and ran directly to the stall of the Bazi beard to ask.

"Do you want to buy puppets? The puppets I sell are very exquisite. They are all treasures from the ancient Tiangong Pavilion. They are priced at 150,000 spirit stones, but they are definitely worth the money." Bazi Wang said with a smile.

"It's too cheap, it must be garbage."

"Yes, it's a little expensive, but...what, you said it's too cheap?"

The eight characters must subconsciously say half of them, and then almost choked.

What's the situation? That's 150,000 top-quality spirit stones. Do you actually dislike the cheaper I sold?

Hearing this price, Mr. Zhang and the other two ran to Qincheng to inquire.

"Yes, that's it."

When they learned that they wanted one million spirit coins, the three of them finally showed relief.

The location is right and the price is right, this one should be right.

"Hurry, this fellow Taoist, let your puppet give us a punch. As long as it is comfortable to hit, we will buy it immediately."


Chapter completed!