Kryptonians come to the second dimension

Wulian Xiandi said again: "Of course, the speed of the half emperor will be faster. It may take tens of thousands of years to reach the threshold of other rule worlds. However, there are teleportation rules left in all realms, so the distance is not a big problem."

"What's more important is the coordinates. If you take the wrong road, you will need to turn back for thousands of years. If you teleport to the wrong place, ordinary eternal strongmen may never get out of it again in their lifetime."

Ye Wudao showed gratitude and smiled: "Thank you Wuliang Xiandi for telling me so many useful information."

Wulian Xiandi also smiled: "It's not very useful, it's just common sense. You need to be careful about everything. Now I can help you for a while. If... you go back first."

He seemed to have noticed something, and with a wave of his hand, he rolled up a powerful energy storm and blew Ye Wudao out of here.

Ye Wudao's eyes blurred and he appeared on Wuyou Star again.

Sighing, Ye Wudao continued to walk forward, wandering aimlessly.

Since the Emperor Anmian said that he would take the initiative to take him to find Xu Ling'er, and the reward was to serve him, then he didn't need to think about so many complicated things, and he should learn more about Wuyou Star.

The most important thing is that he wants to settle on Wuyou Star, after all, there is a half-emperor here.

As for returning to Blue Star...

Ye Wudao couldn't help frowning when he thought of the deep-minded look of the Frost Dance Fairy.

He first found a military pavilion, where he could purchase or recycle magic weapons.

It happened that Ye Wudao still had a lot of spoils of war from powerful people, and he had never used them much, so he took them all out.

It's not that he can't master these magic weapons, but it's too troublesome to master them, and except for the Glazed Tower taken away by the Emperor Anmian, other magic weapons are not in his eyes.

There is a sword spirit on the Yunxiao Jade Sword, which can bless and use his power of the Great Dao. As for other magic weapons, even if they can do the same, Ye Wudao doesn't have the energy.

The strong men in the Weapon Pavilion saw Ye Wudao take out many eternal war weapons for trading, and immediately informed the stronger strong men.

Soon, an old man with a white beard walked slowly.

"Fellow Daoist, will all these magic weapons be sold?" He asked with a smile.

Ye Wudao nodded: "Of course."

"Then fellow Daoist, do you know that the evil spirit on these magic weapons is too heavy, you didn't practice it yourself, right?"

"Huh?" Ye Wudao was a little surprised, and he secretly said something was wrong in his heart.

It seemed that he had done something wrong.

Killing is not allowed on Wuyou Star, and the magic weapons he brought from the outside world are naturally stained with a lot of murderous spirit.

The old man obviously also saw that these magic weapons did not belong to Ye Wudao, but were actually taken away in battle.

However, seeing that there was almost no one in the Weapon Pavilion, he took all the magic weapons away with one hand, and then gestured for Ye Wudao to follow.

Inside the Weapon Pavilion, there was a landscape of mountains and rivers.

They came to a picturesque pavilion.

Then, the old man took out these magic weapons, observed and estimated them, and spoke to Ye Wudao.

"Daoyou, these magic weapons should go to the black market. Since you are a newcomer and don't understand these rules, I won't say much. The price I recycle here is about 30% cheaper than the black market, but it is more reliable."

Ye Wudao frowned: "Black market? Where is the black market?"

"I can't tell you for the time being. After you have been here for a long time, you will naturally find out what is buried under the feet of Wuyou Star. There is no such thing as a peaceful life. In fact, there is killing and chaos everywhere."

Ye Wudao nodded in deep belief. In fact, this place seems peaceful, but it is only on the surface. There is a mysterious organization like Fengyue Pavilion and the existence of a half-emperor. In fact, there is no peace.

Surrounded by heroes, there is no peace!

Ye Wudao thought thoughtfully. Soon the old man finished evaluating the value of these magic weapons and smiled at him. Only then did Ye Wudao come back to his senses.

"What price do you give me?" Ye Wudao asked.

The old man pondered and said, "Three hundred Chaos Crystals, this is already a very high price."

Ye Wudao said without hesitation: "Okay."

Hearing this, the old man was surprised and said, "Fellow Daoist, do you not want to bargain?"