Chapter 527

Under the gaze of countless amazing eyes, Xin Gang, who is as big as a mountain, slowly walks in. He looks around for a week, as if he intended to be powerful. With a flick of his hand, the thick stone pillar on his shoulder hits the ground, making the whole ground tremble slightly at this time.

Looking at this scene, many people's faces are slightly twitching.

Although there is no spiritual power to use in this trading place, there is no restriction on the strength of the individual. There is no doubt that the larger people like Xin Chou have a huge advantage here.

"Hum!"

Looking at the fear on people's faces, Xin Gang snorted with disdain, and immediately went to a stall to select the items by himself, while the people around him gave way again and again.

"That's mean." A petite girl, some angry way.

In this area where we can't use our spiritual power, Xin Gang relies on his own strength, and other people don't dare to compete with him. Most of the good things, I'm afraid, will be occupied by Xin Gang!

"My aunt, you can keep your voice down." The young man beside the girl was startled and quickly put out his hand to cover the mouth of the former.

If Xin Gang hits her with a blow, I'm afraid she can't even see her figure.

"Ten scrolls with two lines."

Looking at the elixir Xin Gang picked up, the stall owner in grey clothes said with a trembling smile.

"Five." There was a cold light in Xin Gang's eyes.

"You are robbing!" The grey clothes stall owner almost jumped up.

"Four."

"It's a four grade elixir!"

"Three."

"Don't go too far!"

"Two."

"Damn it

The vendor, who was forced to hurry, stood up with a cold face. Beside him, a few young people with bad complexion swarmed up and surrounded Xin Gang. They dared to sell goods here and exchange for scrolls. Naturally, they had a certain confidence.

"Ha ha, just a group of ants."

He grinned a little. Xin Gang shook his hand and swept around. The young people who surrounded him vomited blood in the scream.

"What a lot of strength!" All of them are numb and have no spiritual support. They are almost the same as ordinary people. In this trading place, there are few people who can catch Xin Gang's fist.

"Now, how many do you want?" Wipe off the blood on the front of the fist, Xin Gang patted the stall owner on the shoulder and said with a smile.

"One One. " The gray clothes stall owner was shivering all over, his legs were paralyzed, and he almost sat on the ground.

This kind of extortion has never happened in the trading places opened in the past dynasties. He is the first one with such bad luck!

Throw a scroll with two lines on the ground. Xin Gang tucks the grass into the inside of his coat. He turns around and continues to look for the next target.

Looking at the wandering Xin Gang, all the stall owners prayed in their hearts that the God of pestilence would never come here. What's more, they had already collected the valuable things on the stall.

"This guy..." Xiao Yang's eyes slightly coagulated, immediately shook his head, and cast his eyes back on the stall in front of him, ignoring the sudden episode.

The competition of the ancient land is becoming more and more fierce. He must try his best to strengthen himself before the appearance of the ladder.

"Little brother, everything in my stall is the best choice. You can't even see it in other places." The young man sitting at the back of the booth, he he, laughed, as if he was afraid that Xiao Yang would run away.

In the deepest part of the trading place, there is a strange soul body. As long as the number of scrolls is enough, you can exchange things with him that you can't even think about. Most of the people who come to the trading place are for him, even the stall owners.

In order to get enough scrolls in exchange for their favorite items, they almost took out all the goods at the bottom of the box.

Of course, Xiao Yang is completely immune to the rhetoric of the big eye stall owner. These businessmen, even an ordinary stone, can blow into a dragon ball falling from the sky.

"Give me a hundred copies of the material on this paper." After exploring for a moment, Xiao Yang shrugs helplessly, turns to take a prescription from his arms and put it into the hands of the stall owner.

He had already consumed all the elixirs in the stone of the empty world, and just took advantage of the opening of the trading place to supply a lot of them.

"All right." The big eye stall owner said with a smile.

After a long time, Xiao Yang took the medicine from the stall owner, but without looking at it, he threw it directly into the empty stone.

The opening and closing of the stone is only related to space and does not consume spiritual power, so even in this trading place, it can be used as usual.

"The stone of the sky?"

Turning around a few stalls, Xiao Yang, with a slightly surprised look, stays on a strange stone. On the surface of the stone, there are a pair of white wing like lines, which look quite beautiful.The sky stone is a spirit thing with wind attribute. After refining, the spirit beast with wind attribute can make its own flying speed increase slightly. It is an extremely rare thing in the outside world.

Walking to the front of the booth, Xiao Yang, with a trace of interest on his face, stretched out his hand and grasped the stone in the sky.

"I'm sorry. I'll take it."

Just at the moment when Xiao Yang's slender fingertips were about to touch the stone, a broad palm suddenly stretched out from behind and impolitely took the stone.

As his eyes narrowed slightly, Xiao Yang turned his head and saw a rough face.

This person is Xin Gang!

The palm slowly stretched back, Xiao Yang slightly frowned, but did not say anything. Although the sky stone is precious, it has no effect on him. He just wanted to take it, just out of curiosity, to study it.

"Broken stone."

Just as Xiao Yang's eyes continue to explore on the stall, Xin Gang, next to him, disdains to curl his mouth. With a wave of his hand, he throws the sky stone back to the stall. The hard stone passes by Xiao Yang's nose.

Obviously, when he took the stone, he was just afraid of getting good things first. When he found that it was useless to him, he threw it away like garbage.

Slowly stand up, Xiao Yang eyes slightly cold, just want to attack, his eyes, suddenly solidified in a corner of the booth, where a purple elixir, like the extension of the Dragon teeth, flowing beautiful luster.

Ziyahua, the fourth grade elixir, has been searching for this kind of elixir since he entered the ancient wasteland!

There are many surprises on his face. Xiao Yang bends down and wants to take the purple tooth flower.

"I'm sorry. I'll take it." Xin Gang, as if no one else, reaches out his hand to separate Xiao Yang's palm intentionally or unintentionally.

Looking at such a scene, many people are in the heart, lamented for Xiao Yang.

It's bad luck for the boy to meet Xin Gang.

"Pa!"

Just when Xin Gang's fingers were about to touch the purple tooth flower, a clear voice suddenly rang out. The next moment, Xin Gang's face turned to one side, and several bloody teeth were spurted out by him!

The activity of the wrist without expression, Xiao Yang's face, a indifference.

"Sorry, I'll take these teeth."