The manager was frightened by Ye Zheng's aura and retreated tremblingly.

Ye Zheng and his group left the stone archway of Yaoguang Holy Land in a swagger.

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In the market space.

The Holy Prince looked around in amazement. There were many busy stalls, different cultivation systems, and elixirs. Some of them were hard to imagine.

I was surprised at the power of the market space.

"Hey, fellow Daoist, this little teleportation talisman, once activated, can break through the air and travel hundreds of miles. Why, you're still not satisfied? How about this, the Sky Thunder Talisman, this one has enough killing power."

The Holy Prince looked at the person in front of him. He saw a stall owner holding a middle-aged man, and he was talking incessantly about every item on the stall.

The middle-aged man who was held back had a look of impatience on his face. If the stall owner had not been an old man with higher cultivation than himself, he would have knocked him to his knees with one punch.

I have so much time to revitalize the Huashan Sect that I don't even have time to listen to his nonsense. I can't afford it anyway, so it's a waste of time.

"Damn, another poor bastard." The old man saw that the middle-aged man in front of him had no interest at all, so he rolled his eyes and immediately chased him away.

The middle-aged man immediately became furious and looked at the old man fiercely.

The old man didn't care about the middle-aged man's reaction at all. At the same time, he started looking for the next target with his eyes wide open.

"How much is this thing?" The Holy Prince picked up a talisman and asked the stall owner curiously.

"Well, let me tell you, this talisman was personally drawn by an ancient great being. It is worth... "

When the old man heard what the Holy Prince said, he immediately started to introduce it in a torrent of words, his eyelids fluttering up and down. He exaggerated a very ordinary talisman into an ancient treasure.

The Holy Prince really wanted to hit him in the face with a stick and then turn around and leave.

"Hey, why are you in such a hurry? Well, I think we are destined to be together. I will sell this small teleportation talisman to you for 200,000 low-grade spirit stones."

The old man looked at the Holy Prince, who was about to leave without looking back. He immediately became anxious and hurried forward to grab the Holy Prince.

"Will this work?" The Holy Prince took out a psychic weapon of average quality from his sea of ​​consciousness and threw it to the old man in front of him.

"This, this." The old man hesitated and did not respond to the words of the Holy Prince.

Upon seeing this, the Holy Prince snatched the psychic weapon from the old man and turned to leave.

When he saw the Holy Prince turning hostile and leaving, he immediately became anxious. He stuffed the small teleportation talismans into the Holy Prince's arms and took the psychic weapon back.

After that, he licked the Holy Prince's face and sold the things on his own stall to him.

This time, the Holy Prince really ignored him, turned around and left. Looking at the Bookstore of All Worlds in front of him, the Holy Prince walked in curiously.

In the study, an old man was brewing a pot of tea. He exuded a scholarly air, and a group of little foxes were running around at his feet.

What was strange to the Holy Prince was that the old man did not have a single trace of human blood in his body and his strength was very low, yet he was able to maintain his human form.

"You can choose any secret book you need, and then come here to exchange it for the price." When Mr. Tu saw someone walking into the Bookstore of All Worlds, he immediately went to greet him.

Upon hearing this, the Holy Prince nodded, and without saying anything else, he began to select the secret book on his own.

After a tour, I found that many of the books here were descriptions of various worlds, and the rest were secret manuals on martial arts.

Looking at the different systems of martial arts secret manuals one by one, the Saint Prince became more and more astonished, and finally his gaze was fixed on the Tathagata Sutra and the Dragon Elephant Seal.

Regarding the Human Immortal Martial Arts, the Saint Prince discovered that this system was a perfect match for himself.

He took out the Dragon Elephant Seal and the Tathagata Sutra, picked out some basic books describing the Yangshen world and the human-immortal martial arts, and came to Master Tu and handed them to him.

"Two million low-grade spirit stones. If you don't have spirit stones, any magic weapon or secret manual of the same value will do."

Mr. Tu looked at the things on the counter and spoke lightly.

The Holy Prince did not say much. He directly took out a dagger from his sea of ​​consciousness. The dagger exuded a sharp kingly aura. This was a weapon once used by the king of the Three Immortal Slashes, and it was imbued with a strong kingly aura.

"I think it's worth enough." The Holy Prince handed the dagger to Mr. Tu.

"Can."

Old Tu looked at the dagger and put it away. He was not too sure about the specific value of the dagger, but he thought it was probably higher than the secret book.

After collecting the secret book, the Holy Prince prepared to leave first. With the small teleportation talisman, he was no longer afraid of being besieged.

The Holy Prince communicated with the market token and disappeared directly in the market space.

There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!

A white light flashed, and the Holy Prince appeared in the stone archway of the Yaoguang Holy Land.

Saint Lord Yaoguang was stunned for a moment when he saw the Holy Prince who had just appeared. Then he reacted and started to take action.

"boom."

The divine lights of Saint Lord Yaoguang and Saint Prince collided with each other, and a fierce aura rose into the sky.

The Holy Prince recalled the human-immortal martial arts he had just seen, walked forward, grabbed the Holy Lord Yaoguang, crushed him to death with a dragon-elephant seal, and hit the Holy Lord Yaoguang in the face.

A group of Saint Lord-level masters who rushed over saw the scene before them.

The Holy Prince of the Fighting Saint Monkey was grabbing Holy Lord Yaoguang and beating him violently. He hit Holy Lord Yaoguang's face with his iron fists one after another, making him spit out blood.

Seeing the group of powerful saints coming up, the Holy Prince became alert.

Rays of divine light came rushing towards him, as if to drown the Holy Prince. Upon seeing this, the Holy Prince threw away the Holy Lord Yaoguang, who had been beaten dazed in his hands.

"ah."

A shrill scream came from the mouth of Saint Lord Yaoguang, and he was thrown out like a broken sack.

Upon seeing this, the group of saints and powerful beings ignored Saint Lord Yaoguang and shot out beams of divine light one after another.

Gradually, the Holy Prince could no longer hold on. A divine light burst out from his body, and a black iron rod with gold patterns rushed out.

The Holy Prince grabbed the iron rod and an extremely powerful aura emanated from it.

This is the weapon refined by the Holy Emperor of Fighting for the Holy Prince. It was made with the black gold with dragon patterns that the Great Emperor used to forge the Supreme Emperor's weapons. Although it is not the Supreme Emperor's weapon, it is tainted with the Supreme aura of the Holy Emperor.

He frightened away all the saints and powerful men at once, and took out a wave of teleportation talismans exchanged in the market space. Divine light was infused into the talismans, and a force that could break through the air came out from the talismans.

"Hmph, fine, fine. You actually attacked me. Sooner or later, there will be a day of reckoning."

The Holy Prince's figure disappeared from the spot, leaving only a voice echoing in the spot.

All the saints and powerful men looked unhappy. Saint Lord Yaoguang, who was standing nearby, crawled for a long time before finally getting up. He looked at all the saints and powerful men with resentment on his face and forced himself not to speak.