Wan Yao Island, a small island from a distance, but after Wang Dong flew closer, he discovered that Wan Yao Island was actually a hundred miles in a radius. Half of the island was an uninhabited area, with mountains and waters, spiritual springs gushing, and spiritual energy was misty.

, while the other half is a piece of buildings, like a dragon and a snake, with a strong momentum.

The two fell on the island, and Xiaoyin followed the side, looking sick. Wang Dong thought for a while and said, "Zhang Zhen, take Xiaoyin and go and have a few little fairies to play with, I

Let’s take a look around first.”

Xiaoyin was immediately overjoyed, his eyes were full of stars. If he turned into a body, his tail might have been thrown straight.

Zhang Zhen also smiled and nodded. This time he brought countless spiritual liquids, and at least he had to take a cemetery or something, which was considered to be a good match for Wang Dong's identity.

Well, by the way, why did an extremely vicious and terrifying look fall on him? It made him feel like he was staring at the giant python and was on his back.

Zhang Zhen looked around and finally found that the source of the gaze was actually Xiaorong!

Zhang Zhen's body was shocked and hurried to take Wang Dong's idea of ​​corruption, and his gaze moved away.

"Wang Dong, it's not that I don't want to take you there, it's really that Xiao Rong is so scary..." Zhang Zhen thought about it and left with Xiao Yinfei.

The Wan Yaoxian Association will be officially started tomorrow, but many people have already started trading. Wang Dong looked around and saw a lot of precious materials, but the price is not cheap. As soon as he opened his mouth, he was full of thousands of pounds of spiritual liquid. This made

Wang Dongwei sighed that it is not easy for a monk to accumulate a thousand kilograms of spiritual liquid, but here, a thousand kilograms of spiritual liquid is nothing at all. Even if it is one hundred thousand kilograms, it will be that way.

Wang Dong weighed his spiritual liquid and it was only a few hundred thousand pounds, and he couldn't buy all the materials he needed.

However, these are all casual cultivators. Wang Dong is more interested in finding a store to buy them. The materials are relatively complete and he can still get a discount at that time. After all, he is a big customer.

Just as he was about to move, he heard a shout, "Uncle Master, it's Demon King Wang. He killed Senior Brother Liu in the Lingxu."

Demon King? Are you calling yourself?

When Wang Dong turned his head, he saw four or five people surrounding him. The leader was a mid-stage cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage, and sneered: "Did you kill the people from my World Alliance?"

"Who are you?" Wang Dong shrugged and said, "Sorry, I have killed too many people and can't remember."

The faces of several people changed and they immediately wanted to do something, but they quickly realized that this is Wan Yao Island. Those who dared to do it had been photographed as scumbags and fed monsters, so they could only grit their teeth and say, "Don't let me go."

Meet you outside!"

Wang Dong smiled, but repeated what they said in his heart.

After a walk around, Wang Dong probably had a clear understanding of the prices of various materials. Except for the occasional one or two people gritting their teeth at Wang Dong, Wang Dong did not encounter many enemies, which made him feel very moved.

Xi, it's still far from being the enemy of the world, I still need to work hard...

Swish.

A bare broiler fell down crookedly, turning into a ferocious monk, landing not far from Wang Dong. Before Wang Dong could speak, the monk said furiously: "I don't have eyes, I don't know this eagle."

Is the king coming down?"

The voice was extremely familiar. Wang Dong turned his head and saw it, and he was immediately happy. Isn’t it the Blood Eagle King who had his eagle hair pulled out? There was still blood on his forehead.

Hearing Wang Dong's smile, the Blood Eagle King became even more angry and was about to curse. Anyway, there is no fighting in the Ten Thousand Demon Island. Even if he encounters a powerful master, he is not afraid. But as soon as he opened his mouth, he saw Wang.

Dong's appearance was so scared that he rushed back more than ten meters and said, "You, me, I..."

The Blood Eagle King didn't say a word, but turned his head and crawled into the crowd and ran away...

Wang Dong was really terrible. He was only in the middle stage of the Golden Pill, but the previous attack almost instantly.

If the Blood Eagle King had known that Wang Dong had deliberately kept his hands, otherwise the sword would have cut it into pieces and I wonder what he would have thought.

The largest store on Wan Yao Island is naturally Wan Yao Pavilion. Through previous investigations, Wan Yao Pavilion is kind and will not bully customers. According to legend, the boss behind this scene is Wan Yao King, so, in all aspects,

There should be no problem with the capital.

When Wang Dong walked into Wan Yao Pavilion, a clever servant ran up and said with a smile: "Customer, do you want to buy magic weapons or talismans? Or magic tricks, as long as you want, you have everything."

"Are there any little fairy selling?" Wang Dong asked casually when he heard him say anything.

The servant's smile immediately became dry, and he said, "There is no population here..."

"Do you collect magic weapons?"

"They are collected, no matter what level of magic weapon it is, our store can collect it. Of course, if there is a legitimate source, the price will be slightly higher. If the source is unknown, haha..."

Wang Dong also understood the meaning of this servant. The so-called unknown source is nothing more than killing people and catching treasures. But this is how everyone's things come from this Wan Yaoxian Club.

"I have a batch of spiritual soldiers to sell, can you decide?" Wang Dong smiled slightly, took out two spiritual soldiers and put them on the counter.

"Spiritual Soldier..." The servant's eyes were almost glaring out, and someone actually took out the spirit weapon to sell it. Sometimes this spirit weapon will accompany a monk for the rest of his life...

"Not enough?" Wang Dong took out five more hands and arranged them in a row.

The two monks walked in and looked at the series of spiritual soldiers, their eyes suddenly lit up. The eyes of Wang Dong looked like they were looking at a super fat sheep.

The servant was not stupid either, so he hurriedly said, "Please call the shopkeeper from the guest floor."

Leading Wang Dong upstairs, the servant whispered: "Customer, you have no money to show off. The two of you seemed to have set their sights on you just now. Be careful, it's best to wait for some friends to leave Wan Yao Island."

Wang Dong was stunned, then threw out a few spirit stones and smiled and said, "Thank you."

The servant took it with a smile. Wang Dong sat in the private room and waited. Not long after, the door opened. A woman walked in with a smile on her face: "I heard that a big customer has arrived, but I didn't expect it to be a senior."

"Xiaoqing?" Wang Dong stood up and smiled bitterly. Last time he pretended to be big, he didn't expect to continue pretending to come to this Wan Yao Island. If he attracts the Demon King of Wan Yao, he will be in a hurry.

It's...

"I heard that seniors want to sell spirit soldiers?"

Xiaoqing Shiran came over. She was injured by Dugu with the Blood Demon Sword before, but now she seemed to be completely injured.

For a heavenly monster like Xiaoqing, ordinary spirit soldiers will naturally not attract her ideas. However, today she came here on a whim and saw Wang Dong coming. When she moved her heart, she ordered the shopkeeper to do so.

Now, come and greet Wang Dong by himself.

Wang Dong nodded and said, "I want to buy some materials, but there is not enough spiritual liquid, so I sell some spiritual weapons."

Xiaoqing nodded and smiled and said, "Senior, I'll give you a 20% discount."

Wang Dong was delighted. He saved a lot of money now. He immediately handed a list to Xiaoqing, all of which were needed. Xiaoqing had a smile on his face, but when he saw it, he was stunned:

"Senior, these materials may cost tens of millions of kilograms of spiritual liquid. You bought so many materials..."

Xiaoqing suddenly realized halfway through the words that this senior is a master. The magic weapon he refined naturally surpasses the spiritual weapons. It is probably the same level as the general town-level spiritual soldiers, with tens of millions of kilograms of spiritual liquid.

It's not too much. If the thing my master had refined was to use spiritual liquid to calculate it, it would probably exceed 100 million jin...

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