When Pang Feng entered the White Witch Black Market, he was stopped by the guards and asked him to hand over five White Witch Stone Coins. Of course, after Pang Feng killed Boss Wu and the little monkey, he naturally put away his storage rings.

He is worthy of being the seated disciple of Lord Bai Wu. The storage ring of Boss Wu alone has 100,000 white witch stone coins, and even the little marquis has 30,000 white witch stone coins in the storage ring.

Of course, in addition to this, as personal disciples and closed disciples, there are naturally a lot of magic weapons and pills in it, but they are all used by some monks in the Bone Change Realm. Pang Feng naturally had no idea. He was going to find a place to exchange them all for white witch stone coins.

Although Pang Feng did not know the value of the White Witch Stone Coin, he could also notice that when he saw the crowd coming and going, he might not have less than ten thousand white Witch Stone Coins every day. This is also the dark heart of the White Witch Market. Even if there is such a gate, let alone in the market, isn’t there any treasure?

I couldn't wait to enter the market, and Pang Feng found that the entire market was shrouded in an inexplicable atmosphere. The pedestrians were wearing masks, as if they were not allowed to see others.

Of course, this is a white witch black market, and trading is all black goods, so people are naturally unwilling to reveal their true colors.

Moreover, Pang Feng wanted to use his spiritual sense to detect the appearance behind the mask, but was blocked by a special force.

"The mask material is very special, and it can resist spiritual consciousness!" Pang Feng was secretly surprised, but he also looked around and looked around. Since it was a special mask, there must be a place to sell masks.

Sure enough, just as he entered the market, he saw an old scholar woman setting up a stall. Her stall was covered with masks of all kinds. Pang Feng walked forward without hesitation.

"Old woman, how do you sell masks?" Pang Feng picked up a clown mask and then asked the old woman.

After hearing Pang Feng's words, the old ruler stopped and looked up at Pang Feng, and his eyes couldn't help but glance at Pang Feng.

What is strange is that although Lao Ru sells masks, she does not wear masks. Perhaps because everyone buys masks from her, they have seen her.

"One hundred white witch stone coins." The old woman stretched out a finger and said.

When Pang Feng heard this, he was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that a mask would be so expensive.

However, Pang Feng still paid honestly. After all, he looked around and saw that only Lao Ru was selling masks.

After paying, Pang Feng put on the mask. As soon as he put on the mask, Pang Feng felt a special energy on the mask, surrounding his face without fear of others using his spiritual sense to detect himself.

Then, Pang Feng walked into the market. Walking on the road, he gradually discovered that the black market was the black market, and the things sold inside were varied.

It is not limited to what monks of the righteous path need, but there are countless things needed by those evil demons and heretics.

When Pang Feng was walking on the road, he actually saw a magic weapon. The stall owner said that it was made by learning the minds of ninety-nine babies.

When Pang Feng heard the stall owner's introduction, he couldn't help frowning. Of course, he did not interfere in this matter. Whether it is a righteous monk or a heretic monk, everyone has their own world.

If he didn't see it, he would naturally not interfere easily with this matter.

The stall owner actually drove 80,000 white witch stone coins, but it was still quickly bought by others, and the man looked very happy.

Moreover, Pang Feng learned that the value of about a white witch stone coin is the value of ten dragon coins, which shows the preciousness of that magic weapon.

Of course, Pang Feng also bought two items, one of the herbs that is the tongue heart flower, which is one of the herbs used to refine the foundation-building pill. Although it is not precious, it is not available outside the world. Pang Feng spent 10,000 white witch stone coins.

The other one is a jade pendant. Of course, the jade pendant has nothing special, but it is extremely rich in spiritual energy and can be given to the golden sword to swallow it, and it also costs 10,000 white witch stone coins.

Of course, there are many strange things, but Pang Feng didn't need them, so he ignored them directly.

Pang Feng walked in the market and couldn't help but frown. They found that in the market, there were a lot of things needed for the bone change realm, but the monks in the Celsius stage needed very little and could almost be ignored.

Pang Feng came to a stall swayingly and saw a magic weapon of bells, which was a magic weapon that emitted black air.

Although you can tell at a glance that it is needed by a monk from the evil path, this magic weapon is at the same level as the bluestone Pixiu he had damaged before, and can be calculated to be used in the early stage of the condensation of the meridian.

"What? Have you ever fallen in love with this soul-squeezing bell?" The stall owner saw Pang Feng looking at the soul-squeezing bell and asked. Although he didn't think Pang Feng had the strength to buy it, he had been selling it for two years but had not sold it.

"Soul-Suppressing Bell?" Pang Feng couldn't help but say it silently after hearing these three words. How could it be so similar to the Soul-Suppressing Seal in his hand?

However, when Pang Feng saw this soul-suppressing bell, although the name of the soul-suppressing seal was much different, it was not a magic weapon of the same level at all.

"How much?" Pang Feng asked, and he vaguely felt that the soul-squeezing bell in front of him had something to do with the soul-squeezing seal in his hand.

"100,000 White Witch Stone Coins!" The stall owner stretched out his hand and said 100,000 White Witch Stone Coins.

When Pang Feng heard this, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. The 100,000 white witch stone coins can be said to be very high.

"It's expensive." After Pang Feng finished speaking, he turned around and left. Although he vaguely felt that the Soul-Suppressing Bell had something to do with the Soul-Suppressing Print, the Soul-Suppressing Bell was still too weak after all. He didn't need it at all in the middle stage of the vein condensation.

"Wait a minute! You can discuss it."

Suddenly, the stall owner screamed, and Pang Feng stopped.

When Pang Feng turned his head again, the stall owner stretched out his hand and asked him to walk towards him. Of course, Pang Feng also walked over to hear what he was going to say.

"Fellow Taoist, I forgot to tell you before that this is actually a scattered magic weapon. It consists of seven bells, which is just one of them. If you can obtain seven, it is the supreme magic weapon. At that time, even the late-stage strong man in Condensation Mai will not be your opponent!" At this time, the stall owner became more and more excited as he spoke, as if he asked Pang Feng to buy the bells on his stall immediately.

In fact, he was cheated by this back then and he had not sold it for two years. Now that he saw that Pang Feng had this idea and strength, he naturally wanted to sell it to Pang Feng.
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