Ancient Fiend Dragon Emperor

Su Han had never thought about the woman in front of him who seemed to have very professional qualities. The Menghan Black Market was founded because of her name.

What makes Su Han even more confused is that the Menghan black market has only existed for half a million years. Could it be that the woman in front of him has also lived for more than half a million years?

But if this is really the case, then why is her cultivation... only at the peak of the Dragon God Realm? Not even reaching the spiritual realm?

There are too many questions. Although they have nothing to do with Su Han, Su Han is still confused.

"Hmph, I originally planned to tease them, otherwise I wouldn't be able to solve it myself. That nosy stinky woman is really annoying!"

Zhao Xinying... no, it's Shen Menghan, still mumbling to herself.

"How old are you?" Su Han suddenly asked.

"This girl is eighteen years old!" Shen Menghan said.

Su Han rolled his eyes, I believe that there is a ghost!

"You do not believe?"

Shen Menghan seemed to have guessed what Su Han was thinking, and shrugged his shoulders, "If you don't believe me, I'll throw it away."

"As the owner of Menghan Black Market, I don't dare to hire you. Let's go our separate ways. Goodbye."

Su Han said something, turned around and left.

"do not!"

Shen Menghan immediately stopped Su Han and said with a smile, "Don't hide it, I have known it for a long time. Under your old face, there is a very beautiful and delicate face. You are young as long as you are young, but you are pretending." What old guy, are you interesting?"

Su Han frowned, and his spiritual thoughts swept over her body, confirming again and again that the other party was really at the peak of the Dragon God Realm.

But... how could she see herself clearly?

Su Han's disguise skill cannot be said to be strong, but his cultivation level is here!

"I just like dealing with you good-looking brothers."

Shen Menghan stood in front of Su Han and said with a smile, "Well, I won't take your money anymore. Xue Ying also had a few spiritual crystals that entered the auction house before. Just pretend that I helped you get them. I'm fine." Bar?"

"good."

Su Han nodded and said, "Conditions."

"The condition is... you have to help me fight a black boxing match!" Shen Menghan blinked with big eyes.

Neither of them are fools and understand what the other is thinking.

Su Han did not refuse. Black boxing was one of the fastest ways to obtain spiritual crystals. He had thought of it before.

"My strength is only to use black fists from the ground." Su Han said.

"It's okay, I just like to watch a good-looking guy like you boxing, especially when he wins, he's so handsome!"

Su Han "..."

As a black market, there is naturally a place for black boxing.

The underground of Shen's Auction House is a huge place.

When Su Han followed Shen Menghan and came underground through a special passage, a deafening noise and roar reached his ears.

He saw a huge square below, filled with countless people.

They were holding some spirits in their hands, their faces were red, and they were jumping, roaring, and venting.

Women and men are mixed together here. They are all monks, but from them, there is no sense of the artistic conception coming from the monks.

madman.

These two words are absolutely perfect for describing these people.

They were placing bets on the huge gambling table and roaring wildly, as if they were cut off from the world where the monk lived.

Things between men and women can even be seen from time to time, and there is no taboo at all. It seems that this is a place for crazy venting.

When Shen Menghan saw these things, he seemed to have become accustomed to them. His expression was calm, and he just sighed, looking a little disgusted.

"This is an underground venue, owned by my family."

Shen Menghan said casually, "You should know the rules of the underground game, right? The compensation will be based on the odds. The one who can earn the most spiritual crystals will naturally fight higher up."

"I'm just in the mortal realm." Su Han said.

"I know."

Shen Menghan smiled, "If you were not in the mortal realm, I would not let you do black boxing, because almost all the black boxers held today were from the mortal realm, but occasionally there would be some spiritual realms, but they were only in the spiritual realm. Yes, what these people like to watch most is the scenes where the spiritual realm tears the mortal realm into pieces."

Su Han frowned and glanced at Shen Menghan nonchalantly, feeling that this woman's values ​​were a bit distorted.

"You don't have to look at me like that. Not all monks can calm down and practice. Sometimes, the techniques they practice also determine what kind of path they should take. For example, some of these people may be Some of them may be depressed after being in seclusion for too long, and some may be members of some mercenary groups who got some money after fighting and want to come here to bet and get more spiritual crystals."

Shen Menghan said, "This is normal. If you can't understand it, you won't reach the spiritual realm."

Hearing this, Su Han couldn't help but shake his head and smile. This woman's state of mind was not bad. She could see all aspects of life.

It's a pity that she can see her outside clearly, but not her inside.

"Are you sure you want to fight?"

Shen Menghan glanced at Su Han again, "It doesn't matter life or death. If you can't beat him, he will probably be torn into pieces."

"It doesn't matter."

Su Han shrugged.

"Here, this is for you."

Shen Menghan took out a silver-white mask and said, "You are lucky, my mask is not given by everyone. You are the first person to see through my identity, so this can be considered a gift."

Su Han took the mask and scanned it with his spiritual thoughts, roughly confirming that it was a mysterious weapon, a low-grade mysterious weapon.

However, this object does not have much effect. It can only cover the face. Under the Void Heaven Realm, the face cannot be seen clearly.

But it's not bad. Su Han originally planned to buy a mask. After all, black boxing is likely to attract some hatred.

Putting the mask on his face, Su Han took off his hat and followed Shen Menghan to the registration office of Black Boxing.

"Second Miss, are you here?" The person who signed up obviously knew Shen Menghan and said respectfully immediately.

"Um."

Shen Menghan nodded, pointed at Su Han, and said, "Register him, he wants to do black boxing."

"okay!"

This person immediately complied with the request, and the people brought by the second lady did not dare to delay.

Soon, the registration form belonging to Su Han came out.

Name Rain God

Cultivation into the mortal realm

Black boxing level no

Black boxing has no winning rate

Rain God, this is a nickname of Su Han, and it was not given by Su Han himself, but by Shen Menghan.

Nicknames are common among black boxers. As for what they were called, Su Han didn't care, so he didn't stop Shen Menghan.

"Second Miss, the arrangements have been made. He will be the next one." After a moment, someone trotted over and whispered in front of Shen Menghan and Su Han.