Han Ming shook his head and thought to himself that this place was so dark that it was so open and honest.
Then he asked again: "What's there to drink?"
The waiter was asked twice by Han Ming and immediately became impatient: "Did you drink it? You have to drink your own blood."
Han Ming smiled, his hands flashed, and neatly zipped a hundred sun tears onto the table.
This place does not produce sun tears at all, so this thing is very popular in the Netherworld Star Sea. Many outsiders come to the Netherworld Sea with a large number of sunday tears to exchange things, and also provide the repetitioners in this place with continuous provisions.
Source of energy.[
The waiter's eyes lit up and he hurriedly put the tears of the sun into his arms, but there was still no smile on his face: "The blood of the gods and the demons are all there."
Han Ming was too lazy to talk nonsense to him and said straight to the point: "Then, where is there a larger underground black market or a large auction in this inner ring?"
After getting the benefits, the waiter's attitude towards Han Ming had changed. After thinking about it, he replied: "To find a large underground black market and auction, you have to go to Qixing Island. If you want the largest one, you can also go to Wulao Peak.
We are a small place, and at most some markets are overwhelming."
Han Ming nodded, then stopped asking, paid for the twenty god envoys and took out a lot of food from the storage ring for everyone to eat and drink.
Han Ming has always been a habit of containing sufficient food in the storage ring. He has never given up yet.
The night gradually became thicker, and a whimpering wind blew outside the small hotel.
At night, the corrosiveness in the air is amazing, and the sunlight is neutralized during the day. At night, it is difficult for ordinary people to withstand it. This small hotel happens to be a good haven.
The pedestrians who came to stay here all turned over the kang, and a long earthen kang was covered with people. They were all sleeping soundly, and very few were really guarded.
Han Ming shook his head. It was always a bit strange. Although it was a small place, he had to be careful. After arranging the twenty envoys, he came to the wall on one side.
One leg is crossed on the ground, one leg is supported, and the right hand is hung on the knee to quietly regulate your health.
Twenty divine messengers, each of whom is stupid, is simply like a useless person. It is easy for someone to kill them at this time. Han Ming had to take on the role of a nanny.
No matter what, in this Netherworld Star Sea, the people in the Temple are considered their background forces. No matter how unpleasant the internal troubles are, they will still fight against each other when encountering foreign enemies.
Seven Star Island, Wu Lao Peak. Han Ming took the time to spend a lot of tears in the sun and asked the waiter in detail.
It turns out that there are still many overlords in this Netherworld Star Sea.
Seven Star Island is the seven very famous islands of the Nether Star Sea. It is called an island, but it is actually a broken planet floating in the air. Because it is called the sea, the floating planet is also called the island.
There is an island owner on each island, and each of its powerful forces is a super strong man in the middle stage of the Great God Realm. He has many people under his command and forces are spread across various areas of the Netherworld Star Sea. These seven island owners have been made into Seven Star Islands.
host.
The one who is one level stronger than the owner of Qixing Island is Wu Lao Peak.
The leader of the Five Old Peak is called Hai Lao. There are five peaks, each of which has a Hai Lao. All forces are in the late stage of the Great God Realm. The strength of these five Hai Laos is simply incredible. It is said that they once stomped their feet.
A person who shocked the gods.
The strength of every Hai Lao is basically the pinnacle of the divine realm, second only to the White-bearded Venerable who has half his foot in the dominant realm.[
These twelve people represent the highest combat power of the Nether Star Sea. It can be said that these twelve people are in charge of the Nether Star Sea.
But when chatting, the waiter revealed a more mysterious organization. In a sense, this organization is even more terrifying than Qixingdao and Wulao Peak.
That is the "lan" that everyone is afraid of talking about in the Netherworld Star Sea.
The nature of this organization is very simple. In fact, it is a group of robbers, coming and going. The number of Lan members is uncertain, sometimes more, sometimes less. The location of the crime is not certain, as long as they like something from somewhere in sight.
If you have something, you must get it. You have never failed.
Although the Lord of Qixing Island and Hai Lao are powerful, they are on the one hand open, and on the other hand, these people are not united. The Nalan organization is a group of madmen. They don’t care who you are at all. As long as you determine it, you must
To achieve the goal, even if you pay the price of destruction, you will never refuse.
Once upon a time, there were Jiuxing Island and Qi Lao Peak. The reason why it became the current number was entirely due to the contribution of this Lan organization.
I remember that a very precious thing appeared in the Netherworld Star Sea back then, which is said to be a kind of ring. It seems to be left by one of the three saints of the demon clan.
For this ring, the Netherworld Star Sea once launched a devastating battle.
It was during that battle that Lan organization mobilized all its members and destroyed two island masters and two sea elders, and Lan organization itself suffered heavy losses. Originally, this organization had always maintained a number of fifty people, but after
After the tragic battle, less than half remained.
Even so, the mysterious ring was not captured by the Lan organization. It is said that it seemed to be a very huge monster. While both sides were weak, they swallowed a star peak and escaped from the underworld.
Star Sea.
There were also a large number of masters chasing out to the divine realm to look for the monster, but they were found by the temple. The white-bearded demon came forward and captured all the repetitive offenders in one fell swoop.
Until now, people know where the mysterious ring is. People are rumored that the ring may have fallen into the hands of the White-bearded Demon, but after all, no one dares to ask for it, so this matter will not be resolved.
That's it.
Others don’t know the inside story, but Han Ming now understands it.
The monster that swallowed a star peak in one bite was the old monster Xuanji. And the ring left by the Three Saints of the Demon World back then can be confirmed to be the Soul-Saving Ring.
Unexpectedly, the old monster Xuanji had been scrambled in the Netherworld Star Sea, and the Soul-Saving Ring was also stolen from here.
The Netherworld Star Sea is indeed well-known. Even the Saw Po, one of the three major rings, has emerged here. No wonder so many people have to come in even though they have fought their best.
There is one more thing that made Han Ming think thoroughly. In fact, the temple does not conduct a very strict inspection of people entering the Nether Star Sea. In a sense, the more criminals entering the Nether Star Sea, the more they like it.
.
Because that will reduce the repetitions in the divine realm, and this Netherworld Star Sea is a natural prison and cemetery. When you come in, the probability of thinking about going out is much smaller. There is no need for the temple to take action, and many repetitions will be
Will die here.
Since the temple will not strictly control those who enter the Netherworld Star Sea, the old monster Xuanji dare not come. Han Ming still couldn't figure out this question, and now he figured it out.
It turned out that the old monster had made a mistake here, but he didn't dare to come again if he was beaten to death.
Han Ming shook his head slightly. The Netherworld Star Sea is so chaotic. Especially the Nalan organization, it needs attention. If you don’t provoke it, try not to provoke it. You are not yet able to compete with them.
It's getting late at night.[
Han Ming closed his eyes and adjusted his breathing and was injured in the land of death. Suddenly, he heard a serene sound in his ears.
He opened his eyes slightly and saw the shopkeeper and three shop assistants holding sharp and sharp hijabs, groping on the earthen kang.
The three of them seemed to be very experienced in doing this kind of thing. They did not emit a trace of murderous aura. After finding a target, the two waiters were about to part, and suddenly grabbed the shoulders of a sleeping person, and then pulled them out.
When the man was pulled out of his head, he was just awakened, and the third waiter's slash was greeted. With one slash, his head immediately split.
The shopkeeper groped on the man for a while, took off the storage ring, and then found some more valuable things from him and put them in his arms.
Then, according to the actions just now, the heads were cut off one by one, and several people were doing "daily work" in the dark, but there was no expression on their faces, as if they were killing chickens and sheep.
Han Ming pretended not to see this when he saw it. There was nothing to sympathize with these murdered people.
The shopkeeper and the waiter are not strong, but most of the people who can stay in this small hotel are not good at it. It is normal to be slaughtered.
When a waiter came to a female envoy and was about to take action, Han Ming moved.
Two waiters were about to part, and reached out to grab the female messenger's shoulders.
Suddenly, a figure appeared in front of the four without any signs.
The shopkeeper raised his eyes and saw that it was Han Ming, and his face showed a look of inquiry. It seemed that he was saying: I didn't kill you, why are you meddling in other people's business?
Han Ming pointed to the messenger lying on the bed, pointed at himself, and then shook his head, indicating that these people were their friends and they could not move.
The shopkeeper leaned his shoulders, gave up his plan to assassinate the envoy, and blatantly went to find a new target.
Han Ming nodded, returned to his position and sat down, turning a blind eye to foreign affairs, and was not interested in his own affairs, and was too lazy to pay attention to it.
In a while, except for the twenty divine envoys brought by Han Ming, all other residents were killed.
By dawn, all of the killed people were stolen from the storage rings, some were chopped into meat fillings, and some were dismembered and put into the pot to steam.
Han Ming shook his head and saw that it was dawn outside, so he went up to find the waiter yesterday to ask.
"In this small town, is there any market that sells babies?"
Of course, there is no need to ask about the markets on the surface, and ordinary good things will not be sold there. They are mainly some more secret places.
The waiter pointed out a place to go to Han Ming with an expression, and prepared to continue working hard. At this time, a new pedestrian came to eat and wait for hello.
The twenty divine messengers also woke up, looking ahead as if they were stunned, without any expression in their eyes.
"These people are my friends, don't move. I'm going out for a walk, please help me take care of them. Here are five hundred tear of the sun, you can take them first. When I come back, I find that they are not damaged, and I will give them to you again.
Five hundred. Do you do this business or not?"
The waiter nodded, silently took the tear of the sun into his hand, and turned around to greet the guests.
According to the waiter's instructions, Han Ming found an underground trading market in a big house. Although this trading market is not as big as the last time, it cannot be let go. No one knows that the Immortal True Soul will appear in
Where? Han Ming must take care of everything.
After wandering around for a long time, it was natural that there was no whereabouts of the immortal true soul. Han Ming could only return with his merits.
When I returned to the hotel, I remembered what I saw last night, and then I paid attention to it with great interest. There was a sign hanging on the door of the small hotel.
"Go and stay."
Go to the hotel? The name is quite unique. Looking back on the blatant behavior of these people last night, Han Ming was also a little confused. Could it be that they are so bold? If they are provoked by something that shouldn't be provoked, wouldn't they be destroyed?
How can you survive to this day?
This kind of thing has nothing to do with me, so I don't bother to pay attention to it.
When he walked into the hotel, the waiter immediately ran up when he saw Han Ming, spread his hands to ask for the tears of the sun.
Han Ming glanced at him while exploring.
Nineteen!!!??
Nineteen God Messengers? Twenty came yesterday. I just explained that the other one went where did the other one go?
Han Ming's heart sank, and rushed into the kitchen, and saw a rope hanging on the wooden beam. It was the female envoy who was hung upside down last night, naked, and had her belly broken. Her internal organs were taken out.
Put it into the wooden barrel next to it.
The limbs on his body were also removed, and a chef was chopping on the chopping board with a big knife. It turned out to be a thigh of a female envoy!
A master in the middle god and middle realm was killed like this! It was still under his nose!
"court death!!"
Han Ming was immediately angry, and the electric light and ice blade in his hand turned around and directly cut the chef into two halves.
Hearing the sound inside, the waiter walked in and took a look.
"I said that you will take good care of them. I also gave you a reward. Can you explain it to me?" Han Ming asked coldly, and murderous intent had already arose in his heart.
The waiter said lazily: "Taking twenty, you can give me a thousand sun tears and nineteen, at most you can give me fifty at least. So what's there to say?
What's more, there are so many fools under your command, and you're going to kill one or two. What's the surprise? Take it and give me another 450."
"Okay..." Han Ming laughed in anger: "I'll give it to you, I'll give it to you!"
His hands were shaking, and the little ones' heads rolled down on the ground.
This immediately caused a sensation, and the shopkeeper ran in with a large group of people.
"Looking for death!" Han Ming snorted coldly and immediately started killing. In a blink of an eye, all the people in the hotel who went to Buliu were killed by Han Ming.
The guests who came and went were just a little slanted at this, but no one came to interfere.
Looking back at the nineteen divine messengers sitting on the earthen kang, Han Ming's anger was always calmed down.
I tried my best to bring these people from the land of death into the inner ring, and it was a great deal of hardship. I never expected that I would capsize in this small gutter.
Even the land of death was unable to keep them, and they were actually killed by a group of local buns!!
Han Ming was annoyed and burned a clean fire to the hotel with a torch.