Chapter 2240 Strange Market

Mingshi didn't know anything about the outside world. He had only heard some rumors that there was a kind of person who could travel through time, space, or history.

He didn't know what era or time it was now, because the concept of time in the chaotic world was very rigid. After every great tribulation, there would be a new change.

The memory of the Underworld Envoy is somewhat incomplete. All he knows is his position and some basic survival things, and he knows nothing else.

At his current state, it can be said that he has a place in the world of chaos and will be obeyed wherever he goes.

He knew that if he wanted to be free, he must first get rid of the Yama Palace.

There are twelve halls in Yama Hall, corresponding to the twelve hall masters, who are in charge of reincarnation in this world. His cultivation level is unpredictable. No one has seen him take action at all, and his strength is only estimated to be at the earth immortal level. .

Even so, it is terrifying. Looking at the entire Chaos Region, how many such powerful people there are.

Mingyi spread his wings, then flew away with his flying shield, away from this area.

Sitting cross-legged on a tree for the rest of his life, he felt the breath here, and then absorbed it to temper his body.

There is a mark of soul light in this place, which is a kind of natural light that condenses after the dead corpse's wronged souls disperse.

Capturing this brand into one's own body can temper and warm the Yang Yuanshen and make it stronger.

There is a lot of light in the firefly grains, and when you surround it, you feel warm and smooth.

He absorbed a lot for the rest of his life, and then he felt the joys and sorrows of matter, and the relationship between life and death.

He sat down for the first time, knowing that he had now entered a wonderful state.

Mingyi, in the past few days, he has been searching for the whereabouts of evil souls. Souls with this kind of physique are relatively fierce and are the targets of the Yama Palace.

As long as he catches one, he will get a gold of ghosts and gods' tears.

The tear gold of ghosts and gods is a kind of ghost weapon casting. The more you get, the more expensive it will be and the better the quality will be.

But the Ghost and God Tears Gold can also be regarded as a divine object, so even if it is obtained, it is not very pure and you have to refine it yourself.

Each piece of Ghost and God's Tears Gold is only the size of a goose egg. When you can really extract it, if you have a thumbnail, it will usually be a fruitful harvest.

Mingyi saw that the sword following him was already full of dents, and he also realized that it was time for him to change weapons.

I think that when this weapon followed him, it was still a treasure. Among the envoys of Netherworld Palace, many people envied it. But now it has become like this, which is also embarrassing. This also shows that he has experienced too much in these years. Many events.

Yu Sheng entered a city called Youxu, and he finally saw the crowds.

The people here are constantly shouting and selling, and many people are taking to the streets in an endless stream. It is very lively and makes Yu Sheng feel a sense of familiarity that he has not seen for a long time.

It seems that the Chaos Realm is not full of dangers. There are also cities similar to living quarters.

The faces of these people all have some features that have faded away from animals. From this, it can be seen that they are all fragmentary species that have incarnated into human bodies.

"I want this."

A young man said, and then pointed at something.

Yu Sheng took a look and saw that it was a bracelet with a snake pattern on it, which looked very beautiful.

"Boy, you have such a good eye. This is the remnant of the snake. It was taken in by me not long after it shed its skin. It's a great opportunity."

Yu Sheng frowned a little when he looked at the bracelet, because just from looking at it, he would have a scene of a snake in his mind.

But after the snake shadow flashed past, a naked beauty came into view instead.

Although this is a depressing fantasy, it can make people feel alive and lustful.

Could this thing have that effect? ​​I thought about it for the rest of my life.

At this time, the store owner saw someone else nearby, so he asked Yu Sheng if he wanted to try wearing that thing, but his partner relied more on himself to maintain a relationship.

He was speechless for the rest of his life, he would not try this thing, so he waved his hand.

"Young man, don't you think about it? If you buy a pair, it will be cheaper."

"No, no need, haha."

Yu Sheng could only leave here with a smile. When he appeared, it was already a public gathering place.

This place has a teahouse, opera singing, and even a competition stage.

The habits of the public are similar to those of people in Wuzhou Continent. There are probably only so many entertainment programs.

However, what makes Yu Sheng feel strange is that there is a strange instruction in performance projects, that is, performers must do it themselves and are not allowed to cheat. If they are in danger, they are not allowed to use props.

When seeing such a piece, it makes people feel awkward. After all, as long as it is a performance, it must be fake in a certain way.

Take magic for example, even though it is so magical, everyone with common sense knows that it is fake, but this show is different.

For the rest of my life, I saw some people being cut open with knives, and some people were trampled on and turned into pulp. This performance was extremely disgusting and tragic.

"Then boy, come up here."

On the stage, someone pointed at Yu Sheng and said.

Yu Sheng originally didn't want to get involved. He smiled faintly, then waved his hand to indicate that he didn't want to get involved, and then walked away.

"Come up."

A man holding a big knife said.

He was tall and tall, with a sinewy face and a bad temper, giving people a dangerous feeling. At this time, you could see his eyes moving forward, looking at the person speaking.

Many people looked over and discovered Yu Sheng.

They looked at Yu Sheng, nodded and said.

"I didn't expect that someone would imitate the human race, and imitate it so much that some of the horns and other things were shaved off. It's really thin and tender."

Some monsters drooled from time to time while watching the discussion.

Yu Sheng felt a little disgusted. These guys looked like they were trying to eat people, which made him feel uncomfortable and wanted to leave.

"Why don't you come up quickly?"

The man seemed to be impatient. There was also a beast tail trailing behind him, swaying from side to side, which made people understand that this man was from a tribe of carnivorous pterosaurs.

Yu Sheng slowly walked through the crowd and slowly jumped onto the stage.

"What do you need me to perform?"

he asked.

He knew nothing about performances, and he noticed that all the shows here were real, and the effects of these shows were all bloody and cruel, and the purpose was to please these audiences.

Yu Sheng was already a little impatient, so he decided to come up and meet these guys.

"Okay, you are indeed brave."

Then he pointed to the knife on the side and asked.

"You go in, and we'll perform the head-spirit separation."

The man said.

Yu Sheng looked at Zidao, whose blood was still wet, and thought of the person who took the stage not long ago, and said.

"Just now, those people who performed the performance are probably dead."

"If you die, then just die. I am willing to accept defeat."

The man said.

Yu Sheng was curious and asked.

"What is the bet? Since he failed and paid with his life, what will happen if he wins?"

The man replied.

"If we win, I will naturally fall down, and we will achieve each other's blood."

I was stunned after hearing this for the rest of my life. It was really weird that there was such a deal.

"Speaking of which, do you want to perform or not? If you pass successfully, you will receive the Ghost and God Tears Gold as a gift."

Yu Sheng frowned. He had never heard of this ghost-god tear gold, let alone seen it. When he heard about this novel species, he immediately became interested.

"Can you let me pass by?"

"That's natural."

The man happily took out a stone from his clothes. It was shiny with black gold patterns, and from time to time there would be a black dragon rising above it. It was very magical.

"Don't you think so, a demon cultivator of your level has probably never seen this thing before, haha."

Yu Sheng nodded.

"I really didn't say it, but since it's a bet, you have to abide by the rules."

Then, without saying anything, Yu Sheng went directly to the knife in the box.

The knives were very sharp and genuine. It was strange for Yu Sheng to put such things out to slaughter other people at will. Since no one in this city came to take care of it, Yu Sheng found it strange.

With these questions in mind, he stepped in.

When the big man saw that Yu Sheng was ready, he showed a ferocious smile.

"Today, I have killed more than ten guys like you. Among them, you are the first one to agree so happily. Don't you want to put more conditions? That is the price to pay with your life."

Yu Sheng smiled dullly.

"You can just come. Since it's a bet, no one owes anyone. Since I agreed, the result will be whatever it is."

Seeing how generous Yu Sheng was, the man also responded.

"good."

Then, the show started, and the crowd below also showed hope and longing.

For them, this kind of program seems to be the best entertainment project, making them feel more comfortable and uplifted.

The man held a big knife, slowly walked to Yu Sheng and said.

"I'm going to chop him, please be careful not to be killed by the knife. This is too boring."

Yu Sheng glanced at him and asked.

"Didn't you say, use the knife on the side? Why do you do it yourself? This will require an increase in price."

The man glared at him and said.

"It doesn't matter how much you add, because you're going to be finished."

With a swing of the knife, the field was silent, except for the sound of Katcha, and the sound of something being cut and falling.

The spectators and audience below the stage were excited. Without exception, they all stretched their heads to see clearly what was happening on the stage.

"Is this guy dead? I would like to see what kind of species he belongs to, and he has such low intelligence."

The performance they just saw was actually a coronation performance ceremony held by a certain ethnic group to execute some prisoners.

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Not all demon cultivators like this kind of ceremony. Some of them are repulsive, so they don't come.

However, now that there is a demon from the tribe who appears out of nowhere, and since he is fooled by this man on the stage in such a stupid way, it can be said that it makes people feel innocent.

Simplicity, here, is actually an ideological concept that is resisted.

After all, the law of the jungle can only bring trouble to oneself, and these fairies with ordinary emotions will basically not deliberately keep them.

They will erase it through experience and growth. Otherwise, if they don't do this, they will not be able to let it come out through the people in the clan.

However, there is such a person in front of him whose ideological level cannot keep up with his class. This also makes people wonder what race he is.

Once this race is known to them, they will definitely exaggerate, ridicule, ridicule, and even despise it.

If it is a weak ethnic group, then attack it directly, there is no fancy, just wipe it out.

Some people couldn't help but start to think about it. If they brought news about this person on stage back to their clan, would they be praised for it? Some people felt that it was very possible.

After Yu Sheng was beheaded, the Chaos Record of Time and Space was immediately activated.

As soon as the Chaos Record was opened, time and space forces were generated around him, which slowed down the time in the space he was in. Therefore, he got up directly from the torture instrument and instead chased the people watching on the side.

The moment Kacha's voice came, Yu Sheng immediately changed his direction and returned to the original position. All the movements were completed in one go, without any sloppiness.

I saw a head lying on the ground. The head immediately turned into the shape of a bird's head, and for the rest of my life, it was stuck in the torture device and was unharmed.

The man laughed. He seemed to have done something enjoyable and said.

"There are still such idiots in the world. They died in vain. I don't know which ethnic group they belong to. Such an ethnic group must be a weak ethnic group. Everyone can bully them."

Some of the audience below have transformed into animal bodies, and there are various types. They all exude evil spirits without concealing it.

In the city, it is not allowed to reveal the body of an animal easily. In serious cases, you may be fined, but they really can't help it now. The young man on the stage really made them laugh. For such a guy to be beheaded, They didn't show any sympathy, but felt happy.

The Yu Sheng Assassin was observing these demon cultivators, and after they had finished their mouthful, they slowly stretched their heads out of the torture tools.

"What are you laughing at? Is there anything so funny?"

Yu Sheng said.

The man was in a good mood. When he saw someone asking someone in his ear, he didn't pay attention for a moment and answered casually.

"Of course it's funny, I fooled a big fool."

However, after he finished answering this sentence, he realized something was wrong, and then slowly turned his head.

At this moment, his eyes met Yu Sheng's. Suddenly, he took two steps back and almost lost his balance and fell down.

"You, you are okay."

The big man was stunned for two seconds, and then he saw a huge pheasant head on the ground full of blood. Then he was so frightened that he almost lost his grip on the knife.

"Is this Brother Pheasant, my good brother?"

Only then did he realize that his brother, Brother Pheasant, who was on stage this time, was missing. When he looked back, he realized that he had long fallen into a pool of blood and was already dead with his eyes open.

The people in the underground saw that Yu Sheng was safe and sound, while the man who got it knelt down and began to feel compassion, which immediately puzzled them.

"Big man, why are you crying? Is there someone dead at home?"

"Fuck you, this performance is so genuine, but I don't really like your crying. It's too silly, and it doesn't look good when you cry. It's like you're attending a funeral."

A series of words came, but they couldn't calm down the big man on the stage.

At this time, he gave Yu Sheng a cold look.