The Conjuror Xena

The Black Dagger between the blood's thirteen fingers fell on his clothes in the middle of the ground.

Different from the high temperature when it was quenched by Sha Huo, the small dagger faded away from the fire temperature and began to emit cold light.

A layer of silvery blue frost flowed on the black blade. All the powerful demons who put the frost color into their eyes immediately felt the cold from the depths of their souls, and their teeth began to tremble.

With a piece of ordinary broken iron, he instantly refined these strange things. He shook his hands and began to pick his teeth.

But the onlookers, who were surrounded by three layers of blood and enchanting, were stunned and heart pounded!

As long as you have a little look, it is not difficult to see that the silver blue knife lying quietly on the cloth stall is of extraordinary quality, and its value has compared all the weapons on the whole illusory street.

Even the small sword is placed under the magic weapon.

"Damn it! Is this a celestial phantom? "

A demon with green horns yelled in his loud voice.

Because of excitement and excitement, at this time, his fists tightly clenched on the handle of his knife were shaking. Judging from his even figure and his casual habits, the devil's strength has reached the second level of Ares, which is the existence of the parallel world close to the top.

For the demon warriors in the Xuanwu world, "artifact" and "Jidao magic instrument" are all illusory legends. The supreme pursuit of weapons is the top-grade magic instrument in the sky!

If a fighter can get a magic weapon of heaven level to fight and kill in his whole life, it is equivalent to the absolute perfection of the warrior. Let alone the second level of God of war, even the great emperor level devil emperor is proud of having the heaven level magic device.

Hearing the man's shouting, the powerful people of the demon clan were immediately boiling up!

"I want to buy it. Don't rob me!"

There was a rude and savage roar from the dark mob's onlookers, and then a strong man like a black tower roared down the crowd.

"Smelly old man, I'll pay you as much as you want. You old man, just lie on the pile of money and cry!"

The black tower strong man is rich and bold, and speaks ill of himself, as if he must have given blood thirteen a satisfactory number.

It's true that the quality of the devil's belly is better than that of the people, because some of them are not so strong.

At this time, his thick and short claws are taking out in his arms, as if ready to sprinkle money on the head of blood thirteen.

"Idiot."

After mending for many days, enchanting has a simple understanding of some simple demon language, so Yu Guang is too lazy to lift it to take a look at the clamor. Enchanting immediately turns up her contemptuous eyes.

Because the next second, there is no need for her or the blood old man to do it. The black tower strong man who is not known as the so-called big spitting star son is immediately trampled into flesh mud by a group of strong men led by the green corner demon clan, and they are thrown away from home without knowing life and death!

The "meteor" in the sky did not enter the eyes of the demons, as if everything just happened was just a small episode.

It seems that although there is not a lack of weak minded people in the demon clan, there are also many people who have more eyes. In this case, in fact, the sky level dagger on the cloth clothes is not so important, because the demons saw with their own eyes that the blood thirteen letter pinched a piece of scrap iron and forged the magic device instantly.

So the irreplaceable treasure presented in front of the demons is not the silver and blue dagger, but the blood thirteen talents who master the magic skills!

The material of blood thirteen to forge heaven level illusions is very common, but it can directly increase its value by 10000 times in public. Then the "magic" is likely to be able to forge even the top-grade and even legendary level magic devices!

It's not stupid to talk to such a craftsman. It's rude and barbaric. Isn't it stupid to kill yourself?

"Master, don't blame me. That guy was an idiot just now. He had such a big body in vain, and his brain was full of shit!"

A thin and lean old man of the demon clan squeezed out from the onlookers, and then stood in front of the blood thirteen and quietly comforted him.

"In fact, we are soldiers with rules in Wugu. That idiot is not the same as us."

"My name is Zhaohe. I'm the biggest weapon shop operator in Wugu city. Today, when I saw the master's magic skills, I suddenly felt that my life of hundreds of years before was really wasted..."

It is worthy of being a rare and successful merchant in the demon clan. The weapon dealer, who calls himself "Zhaohe", speaks much better than ordinary lengtouqing.

"Maybe it's a bit abrupt to ask, but I still want to ask the master, you dagger Can you sell it to the old man? "

"My soul throbbed at the moment when this utensil was formed. I only felt that this was the treasure I had been pursuing all my life. Therefore, as long as you offer me a price, I will try my best to satisfy you!"The courteous interrogation can only be convincing if the biggest weapon dealer in the city says that "money is not a problem".

But at this time, both xueshisan and enchanting can be seen. When Zhaohe talks, Zhanzhan's magic eyes don't go up to the dagger, but they have been suppressing the excitement and staring at Xue shisan's face.

It seems that this wily businessman is drunk, and his intention is not to drink. In fact, he wants to use dagger as an excuse to make a good relationship with xueshisan and dig the craftsman into his own weapon shop!

"Money? Hum

Blood thirteen glared at the animal's eyes, completely freezing all the spectators' heart pulse.

"Is Lao Tzu like a man without money?"

Touching his greasy belly, xueshisan asked in the evil language.

In fact, when this question was asked, many powerful demons on the scene subconsciously wanted to nod.

Look at your tattered clothes, your mud stained trousers corners, your white hair with knots, and your chest muscles that can be rubbed out of mud

Many demons want to say this, but when they see the fierce face of blood thirteen, they swallow the words back to their stomachs.

It seems that the so-called gods all have all kinds of quirks. The artificer who can easily sacrifice and refine the magic objects of heaven level can't be moved by such worldly things as money. Moreover, the craftsman's daily habit is to pretend to be a beggar!

The demonic onlookers who thought about it were immediately determined in their own hearts.

The cold sweat on the head of Zhao he, a weapons merchant, heard the cross examination of Xue shisan. He immediately felt that he had made a wrong calculation. He should not have been close to the craftsman, but caused his resentment.

"I'm stupid. How can a master like this be moved by money?" At the thought of this, Zhao he only had his legs twitching and stepped back weakly with a smile on his face.

"I don't have enough money, but I'm willing to dedicate myself to the master for the sake of this heavenly level magic device!"

At the time of calling and retreating, a heavy weight fell to the ground and sounded with awe!

The sound caused the demons to turn back, and the green corner demons, who at first squeezed forward and recognized the silver and blue dagger as the heaven level magic instrument, had knelt at the feet of blood thirteen in fear.

"I would like to be the master's slave. As long as the master is alive, I will be willing to serve the master as an ox and a horse as long as he is alive."

Green corner demon's voice reverberates in front of heaven and earth, which makes the demon's scalp numb!

Volunteering to be a slave rarely happens within the demon clan. Although the condition proposed by this demon is to be a slave before the master's death, there is no mention of offering sacrifices for generations. Moreover, the Yang life of the strong must be longer than that of the caster. Once the artificer dies, the green horn demon will be able to regain its freedom again.

But if a strong man to put down all his dignity and be willing to be a slave, this is almost a shocking explosive news!

"My God! It's ancient! The killer who fought alone in the wilderness

"It's said that as long as you can afford it, Gufeng has never made a mistake!"

"Is he the old style? He volunteered to be a slave? I think the master caster is powerful, but if you agree with the requirements of the ancient style, the master caster will still take advantage of it! "

The self-reported identity of the green corner demon clan immediately caused a stir among the onlookers.

Gu Feng confidently raised his smiling face. In fact, it was humiliating to be a slave since he was cheap. Even the silver blue dagger, which is the most suitable for his killer identity, is not worth his sacrifice.

However, this crafty guy is not only interested in the dagger in the hands of blood thirteen, but also because he thinks that the appearance of a great master of casting utensils must be accompanied by various challenges and opportunities that he has never imagined. If he can find a reasonable reason to stay with the master, he will surely have a great improvement in a very short time!

"After all The witch... "

The remaining light of the ancient style passed over the enchanting cheek quietly. He felt that the strength of the witch could not be seen through. And it must have been given by the hand of the powerful caster!

Looking up, Gu Feng gazed at the old man's lips expectantly. He was extremely eager to see the thin and cool lips spit out a "good" word for himself!

"No, I never like slaves."

Xueshisan refused Gu Feng's request without face, and was not even moved by his name as a gold medal killer.

How could it be!

Gu Feng collapsed on the ground with a waxy face. How could he imagine that he would encounter such a merciless rejection? It was not the same as what he had imagined before!

Self esteem is severely damaged, this powerful killer can't recover for a moment! Not to mention the onlookers who are already familiar with petrochemical industry.

"But..."

At the same time when all the people were in a state of stupidity, Xue shisan suddenly turned his words and said with a grim smile to the lost spirit of the ancient custom: "however, master Ben likes to watch people beat. You worked hard just now when the big fool in the black tower was flattened into mud, so you don't need slaves. This little gadget will be sent to you!"

With a wave of the right hand, the silver blue dagger, which is emitting cold light on the ground, suddenly plunges deeply into the ground in front of Gufeng's knees!www.readwn.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!