"This is Tianlian Biyoucao and Golden Marrow Fruit."

When the stall owner nearby Zhao Feng saw the two items Zhao Feng took out, his expression suddenly changed, and his eyes showed a fiery look.

These two precious materials, Tianlian Biyoucao and Golden Marrow Fruit, are extremely tempting to the fourth-level true gods.

Then, they took a look at Zhao Feng and realized that he was not a true god, so they couldn't help but shook their heads and sighed.

Zhao Feng gave these two precious materials in exchange for a map, so the requirements for the map must be very high. It is estimated that only a few third-level true gods or fourth-level true gods can produce the map Zhao Feng needs.

But in this Trading Spirit Hall, third-level true gods are very rare, and fourth-level true gods can only be seen once every few years.

In other words, it is very likely that Zhao Feng cannot trade these two treasures.

Although fighting is prohibited in the Trading Spirit Palace, Zhao Feng would definitely be targeted if he took out two such precious treasures and lacked the strength. Once he left the Trading Spirit Palace, it would be over.

"These two medicinal materials of yours are too precious."

Next to Zhao Feng, a woman wearing a white cloak sent a message to Zhao Feng.

This woman is naturally Han Ning'er.

Because Huanglong Pavilion is not far from here, the wanted order for Han Ning'er must have been spread secretly.

For safety reasons, Zhao Feng bought a special cloak that could prevent spiritual detection and cover Han Ning'er's face.

But even so, the aura and natural vitality she exudes cannot be concealed.

Even if others couldn't see her appearance, they knew she was a beauty.

"There's nothing we can do about it. Without a map, it would take at least twice as long to reach the Purple Spirit Realm, and the possibility of encountering dangers on the way would also be higher.

Zhao Feng said in a message.

"Are you really not a powerful person?"

Han Ning'er suddenly asked.

Zhao Feng has a strong bloodline, great strength, and amazing talents, and is good at many kinds of mystical powers.

It's hard to imagine that such a person is not a member of a big force.

However, if Zhao Feng was from a powerful force, he would not need to be afraid of Huanglong Pavilion and could directly borrow the teleportation array of a four-and-a-half-star or even four-star peak power.

"no"

Zhao Feng answered simply.

In fact, Zhao Feng also really wanted to find an identity that could borrow the identity of a teleportation formation with a force of four and a half stars or above.

However, it is not easy to obtain this identity; and Zhao Feng has offended many forces in the Ancient Long Territory. When the situation is unclear, he still cannot reveal his identity rashly.

"It's actually Tianlian Biyoucao"

Many people wandering around here stopped in front of Zhao Feng.

Soon, most of the people on the street gathered.

"Boy, what kind of map do you want?"

At this time, a middle-aged man asked.

His body intentionally or unintentionally exudes a frightening ghost aura. If the weak ones get too close, their character may be affected by it.

"Second level true god"

Many people with lower cultivation levels in the Mystic Light Realm have retreated far away.

Although he is a second-level true god, this person is a ghost monk, so it is best not to offend him.

"At least eight complete maps of four and a half stars or above"

Zhao Feng said directly.

The map information on Tianyu Island Master probably involves six four-and-a-half-star forces, but the information on each force is not comprehensive.

"Boy, your price is too high. I only have six complete maps of forces with four and a half stars or above. Do you want to exchange them?"

The middle-aged man's face turned cold, and he gathered towards Zhao Feng under the invisible pressure of the ghost.

On the side, Han Ning'er snorted.

Obviously, with her profound cultivation in the Mysterious Light Realm, it is difficult to resist the power of this second-level true god.

"Then get lost"

Zhao Feng's voice was calm.

But the moment these words came out, all the ghost auras near him collapsed and dispersed.

"you……"

The second-level true god looked shocked and wanted to say something, but stopped.

From Zhao Feng's performance just now, it can be seen that Zhao Feng's strength is definitely not weaker than him.

"Hmph, you're just a second-level quasi-god. If you take out such a treasure and trade it with the hunters of the Spiritual Palace, they won't let you go."

This second-level true god stepped aside and snorted coldly.

Anyone can enter the Trading Hall as long as they pay a certain fee.

But there is a type of people who come to the Trading Hall, not to trade, but to find prey. These people are called "hunters."

Once a "hunter" takes a fancy to an item, they will always lurk nearby until the other party leaves the Trading Hall.

What's even more frightening is that many of these hunters come in groups of three or five.

Therefore, when ordinary people come to trade in the Soul Palace, they come in groups or hire strong bodyguards.

"Haha, hunter?"

Zhao Feng smiled lightly in his heart.

Last time, he exposed too much money in the Blue-Eyed Ice Wolf Tribe's Trading Spirit Palace, and was eventually targeted by the Blue-Eyed Ice Wolf Tribe.

But in the end, it was Zhao Feng who killed these hunters one by one.

At this moment, Zhao Feng discovered that there were some vicious and bloodthirsty eyes in the dark, staring at him.

However, the cultivation of these people is not very strong; after all, this trading temple is not very advanced, and third-level true gods are very rare.

Immediately afterwards, people kept asking Zhao Feng about transactions.

Two of them have met Zhao Feng's requirements and have eight complete maps of forces with four and a half stars or above.

But among the maps of these two people, there were two maps of four-and-a-half-star forces, and Zhao Feng himself had them, so the transaction was unsuccessful.

One day later, Zhao Feng had not yet traded the map he needed, but there were many more people hiding in the vicinity.

"There are too few fourth-level true gods in this trading temple. It seems that it will be difficult for the transaction to succeed."

Zhao Feng sighed.

"Hey, Tianlian Biyoucao"

At this time, there was a loud sound of surprise from several people not far away.

Then, four figures stepped toward Zhao Feng.

Among them were two young men, a woman, and an old man with a deep face and an unfathomable aura.

The physical appearance of these three people all have one characteristic, that is, their skin is purple-black, their pupils are white, and their faces are cold and terrifying.

"This is the Ghost Clan"

"Aren't these three people all quasi-god geniuses of the Ghost Clan? The leading young man is the quasi-god Mo Gui."

Many people on the side recognized this force and got out of the way.

The Ghost Tribe is a relatively powerful existence among the four-and-a-half-star forces in the ancient Long Region, similar to Huanglong Pavilion.

"I want this Tianlianbiyoucao"

Mo Guizhen, with his gloomy white eyes, stared at Zhao Feng and said directly.

"Map information of eight forces with four and a half stars or above"

Zhao Feng looked at this person and spoke directly.

Mo Gui quasi-god is only a second-level quasi-god, similar to the Di Lin quasi-god and Lan Ye quasi-god Zhao Feng saw in the ancient dream.

"kindness?"

Mo Gui's quasi-godlike eyes flashed with murderous intent, without concealment.

He didn't expect that this quasi-god who set up a stall in the Trading Spirit Hall would not give him face.

You must know that the Ghost Clan is a four-and-a-half-star force, with ancient gods sitting within it. A four-and-a-half-star force has at least dozens of four-star forces under its jurisdiction, and there are nearly twenty trading soul halls.

These rules of the Trading Spirit Palace are absolutely binding on those four-star forces; but they have no effect on the four-and-a-half-star forces that govern this territory.

Rules are always a tool used by the superior to restrain the inferior.

Only the weak must obey
To be continued...