Dozens of Demon Marshal voices echoed in the void.
"Three pieces of Merit Coin can be exchanged for Ten Thousand Years of Vermillion Fruit!"
"Ten pieces of Merit Coin can be exchanged for one drop of Heavenly Immortal!"
"One hundred Merit Coin can be exchanged for Fallen Maple Immortal Roots!"
"Ten thousand pieces of Merit Coin can be replaced with one piece of Innate Spiritual Treasure"
"One million pieces of Merit Coin can be exchanged for one piece of mid-range Innate Spiritual Treasure!"
"One hundred million Merit Coin can be exchanged for one High-grade Innate Spiritual Treasure!"
"Whatever I Heavenly Court have, as long as you can give me Merit Coin, we can exchange it for you!"
"Even if you want to kill whatever you want, as long as you have Merit Coin, I will kill it for you!! Do it for you!!"
For a time, the entire Primordial Wilderness, Nine Domains and Ten Domains were in an uproar.
Seeing this scene, Hong Yuan in the Cloud Dream Realm also raised the corners of his mouth slightly.
So he hooked his palms and called the black turtle over.
Then he whispered something into Xuan Turtle's ear.
When Xuangui heard this, his eyes widened immediately.
Looking at Hong Yuan in disbelief.
"Go ahead and do what I tell you!"
After saying that, Hong Yuan flicked his fingertips and handed one hundred thousand Merit Coin to Xuangui.
Xuangui naturally didn't say much after getting Merit Coin. He could only follow his master's instructions honestly, separate a External Body, and go to Primordial Wilderness.
Soon, among Nine Domains and Ten Domains.
Then a figure appeared.
Demon Race In the camp of Nine Domains and Ten Domains, External Body of Black Turtle came here.
The incarnation of Black Turtle is shrouded in a wide black robe, and there is a layer of Chaos mist surrounding the body. Even the face is blurred. Only the tortoise shell patterns occasionally exposed on the sleeves give out a faint atmosphere of ancient vicissitudes.
"I'm here to buy a head!!"
A Demon Race deacon with the head of a jackal asked hoarsely without raising his head, "Who should I buy it from?"
"What's your name?"
"How about Root Foundation?"
"Cultivation geometry?"
Black Turtle flicked his fingertips, and two spiritual lights shot out from his fingertips.
Intertwined in the void to look like a Daoist.
"His name is Qing Zhang. He is a loose immortal in the realm of earthly immortals. Root Foundation is just an acquired creature."
When the Demon Race deacon heard this, he just glanced at the Daoist in front of him indifferently, then lowered his head again and started the deduction.
After making sure that the person in front of me was not wrong.
He also raised his gloomy gaze and asked hoarsely, "With my Golden Immortal cultivation, I have never seen through you. I guess your cultivation level is not lower than mine. In that case, why don't you do it yourself? With your cultivation level, you want to kill an earthly immortal, but it's just a thought, right?"
Although in these years, many creatures have also asked them to kill some creatures with Merit Coin.
But most of them are people whose cultivation is weaker than others, or those who have learned from others.
For people like Xuan Gui, they are obviously far better in cultivation than the people he wants to kill, but they still come to them for business. This is the first time!
"This is not something you should consider. Just tell me whether you will accept it or not?!" Xuan Turtle's tone seemed particularly calm and calm.
The Demon Race deacon calmed down for a moment and directly quoted the price.
"Ten Merit Coin!"
Don't think these ten Merit Coin are too few.
You know, an Earth Immortal is not worth much.
To put it harshly, the cultivation level of Earth Immortal can be said to be everywhere, and it is undoubtedly the lowest level in the entire Primordial Wilderness.
Even they Demon Race are specially responsible for setting up the teleportation array.
There are countless earthly immortals and little demons underneath.
Ten Merit Coin is even a bit high.
Upon hearing this, Xuangui just turned his hand, and hundreds of Merit Coin appeared in his hand.
"I'll give you a hundred, but I want you to choose to kill him as much as possible! No matter what the means, by the way, give me the picture of the killing!"
Demon Race Deacon took a deep look at Xuan Turtle.
"No problem"
But when he said this, his voice changed, and there was a strong and extremely cold tone in his tone.
"I just hope you don't try to deceive us. He'd better be just a loose immortal with an acquired soul. Otherwise, if you go to heaven or earth, I, Demon Race, will have people who can pull out your muscles and bones, and you will fall into Reincarnation forever!"
"Don't worry!"
Xuangui didn't talk nonsense anymore, and just threw the hundred Merit Coin in his hand to the Demon Race deacon in front of him.
Turned around and left!
Just after taking two steps, he seemed to have thought of something.
The steps suddenly stopped.
He asked out of curiosity, "Can you kill anyone?"
The Demon Race deacon sneered, "Of course! Demon Race and I are now the largest force in Primordial Wilderness. There are so many quasi-sage strongmen in the clan. Even quasi-sage strongmen, we can kill them for you, but it depends on whether you can pay the price!"
Hearing this, Xuangui seemed to be thinking about something.
Finally a sentence popped out.
"Then Underworld and now Emperor Fengdu, can you kill him?!"
When the Demon Race deacon heard this, he was stunned for a moment.
Then, after thinking about who Emperor Fengdu is now Underworld, his face instantly became horrified.
He suddenly raised his head and looked at Xuan Turtle.
However, the Black Turtle at this time had already disappeared.
Among Underworld.
Ping Peng, who was originally practicing, suddenly opened his eyes, and two rays of anger spewed out of his eyes like dragons and snakes.
Every word squeezed out between the teeth.
"Xuangui, you son of a turtle!!"
"You're still buying the murderer, right?!"
"We're not done yet! It just so happens that after I hand over all the tasks in my hands to my good disciple, I can return to my master. Just wait for me!"
But Ping Peng just said a few words.
I have no real plans to settle the score with Black Turtle.
After all, he knew that Xuangui's actions this time were probably under the orders of his master.
If others don't know, doesn't he know who Qing Zhang is?
It's his second brother, Daoist Cui Wei!
Qing Zhang Dojo among.
Qing Zhang holds a Merit Coin in his hand, drawing the merits in the coin to himself.
But suddenly, he felt a biting chill from the soles of his feet straight to his forehead.
Qing Zhang opened his eyes suddenly, his pupils suddenly contracted.
A hand as pale as bone had gently pressed on the top of his head at some point.
The hand was so long and enchanting that it was even covered with a layer of fine blood-red hair.
The nails were slender and sharp, glowing with a faint purple-black light, exuding a creepy chill.
Qing Zhang's hair stood on end, and he instinctively wanted to rebel.
But when he tried to mobilize the Mana in his body, he found that the Mana in his body seemed to be frozen.
That palm seemed as light as nothing, but it was as heavy as a stone. It pinned him to the futon, and he couldn't even move a finger.
Qing Zhang The hair all over his body stood on end, but he still tried his best to calm down.
With a pale face, he spoke with difficulty, "I didn't know that senior was coming, Qing Zhang was disappointed to meet you from afar, I hope senior will forgive you!"
But the owner of the palm on his head just gently leaned into his ear and whispered softly, "Don't move, I'm still arranging for a photo. After all, I paid a full hundred Merit Coin!"
Upon hearing this, Qing Zhang felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave, as if a piece of eternal ice had been stuffed into his Primordial Spirit.
That bone-chilling chill and trembling feeling made it impossible for him to stay calm.