Three days later, at the junction of Maocheng and Yue's country, a magnificent ring stood here.

At this time, even if the scorching sun is high, there is a sea of people, and countless tents have been erected on this desert, like a flat boat in the sea of sand, riding the wind and waves.

This is the ghost market that you don't know about.

Although there are no meteorites or divine iron here, there is a mysterious ancient ruin here.

The ghost market is full of people and dragons, and there are countless people with ability and courage, and if they can find any treasure here, it will be good luck for eight lifetimes.

Therefore, since the two countries of Maocheng and the Yue Clan were preparing for a duel, they began their own calculations.

......

To the north of the ring, there stood a ruined earthen city.

At this time, the sun was scorching, but this earthen city was shady, and the heat wave was rolling around, and it could not be shaken at all.

Somewhere in the shadow of Tucheng, a figure stood here, with white hair fluttering in the wind, and even the heat around it was dispelled.

It was a handsome man in a black robe, his fair skin was like snow in winter, and his cold face was like ice for thousands of years.

It's a pity that this man is so short that he can't even compare to those ordinary barbarian children.

The man is the son of the Yue family, and the Yue family is cold.

At this time, a burly figure appeared behind the man, saluted him respectfully, and said in a muffled voice.

"Big brother, everything is ready. ”

Yue Shi turned to look at the burly man coldly, nodded at the burly man, and said.

"Han, tell to go down, and act when the duel begins, remember, move lightly. ”

Yue's cold voice responded, and his figure disappeared in place.

Looking at the duel that was already approaching, Yue Shihan clenched his hands and looked at the ghost market in the distance, with a deep hatred in his eyes.

"This time, I'm going to kill you!"

......

In a corner of the ghost market, in a dilapidated tent, a figure lay on a shabby straw mat on the ground.

It was a slender barbarian man, naked and wearing only a pair of shorts.

Perhaps because of the environment, the man's already dark face was covered with stains, making it impossible to see his appearance.

Suddenly, footsteps sounded outside the tent, and an old man in tattered clothes and ugly appearance walked in.

The old man looked at the man who was paralyzed on the ground like mud, pursed his lips with disgust, and said with a curse.

"Hey, hey, that's my bed, get me up!"

In the face of the old man's dislike, the man never moved, his solid chest was still rhythmically agitated, and the sleeping appearance made people reluctant to wake up the latter.

Seeing this, the old man shook his head helplessly, secretly took out a huge oil-paper bag from his arms, and carefully opened it.

In an instant, the delicious and enticing fragrance filled the tent, and the salty and fragrant aroma of oil attracted a lot of water.

Wrapped in that oiled paper is a fat, tempting roast pork leg!

Unfortunately, there were several clear tooth marks on the roasted pork leg, and it was also stained with some dust, which was obviously abandoned.

Looking at the fragrant and tempting roast pork legs, the old man's mouth suddenly watered, and he opened his mouth wide, wanting to enjoy this hard-won delicacy.

But at this moment, a whirlwind sounded, and the roast pork leg in his hand was directly swept away.

The old man was suddenly furious, turned around and looked behind him, and found that the man who was still asleep just now was gobbling up the roast pork leg just now.

"You stinky boy, give me back the barbecue!"

When the words fell, the old man's palm turned into a knife, and there was a slight golden light flashing on the dry palm, and then he fell sharply towards the man.

Hiss!

There was a sharp hissing sound, and the first sons around him became restless, as if they were afraid of the slowly falling palms, and fled in all directions.

In an instant, a vacuum appeared above the man's head, like a bottomless abyss, tearing at the man with a terrible suction.

But at this moment, the man stopped the movement in his hand, and his palm, which was full of grease, poked out, with a dazzling golden light, and actually blocked the old man's palm.

Rumble!

A low muffled sound resounded, the earth trembled, and the yellow sand flew under the feet of the two of them, and a thin smoke screen swayed.

After a few breaths, the smoke screen cleared, and a deep pit appeared at the feet of the two men.

And in the middle of that deep pit was the decadent man just now.

What's even more shocking is the collision between the two just now!

With a casual wave of your hand, you can disperse the primordial in the air and even create a vacuum.

Even if it is a strong person in the natal realm, it is impossible to do it so easily.

This old man is definitely not an ordinary person!

But it was not only the old man who was shocked, but also the man.

Even though the man was a barbarian child, he was able to block the old man's blow so easily, and even transferred his attack power to the yellow sand below him.

This kind of strength and talent is also one of the best among his peers.

Seeing that his attack was blocked, the old man still pursed his lips in disgust, but a slight look of appreciation flashed in his cloudy eyes.

He snatched the roast back from the man's hand and muttered.

"Boy, if you want to go, hurry up! Don't bother me here!"

Faced with the old man's dislike, the man was stunned, reached out and grabbed a handful of yellow sand beside him to wipe off the oil stains on his hands, and prepared to get up and leave.

But just as he was about to step out of the tent, he stopped and glanced at the old man.

"Mud Bodhisattva, how long are you going to stay here?"

The movements in the mud bodhisattva's hand stiffened for a moment, but the next second it returned to normal, eating the barbecue in a big gulp, not caring about the man's words.

The man seemed to have expected this scene a long time ago, and he didn't have any nostalgia, and walked away from here.

After the man left completely, the old man's cloudy eyes glistened with tears, and he looked at the world outside the tent and muttered.

"Master, if you were still alive, the child would be so old!"

......

Somewhere in the ghost city, in a tent, the ancient people gathered here.

Yi Fande looked at the map of light and shadow in front of him, his face was slightly gloomy, and his brows were tightly locked, as if he was worried about something.

Because this map of light and shadow is the compass of Keymei, and under the ancient ruins shown by the light map, there seems to be a dungeon.

After a long time, Ivander's constricted brow finally loosened and said.

"In that case, then we will go according to the previous plan. ”

"Xiaodong is in charge of the spiritual sense coverage and controls the overall situation, Rosa and I are on standby, and Bodhi and Sakura are in charge of the arrangement of the secret whistle. ”

As for the others, they were handed over to Gu Tong and Zhi to command, and they went to the ancient ruins together to find the lower part of the stone slab. ”

As Ivander finalized, everyone nodded, preparing for tonight's action.

......

Outside the ghost market, under a remote sand dune, several figures lurk here.

It was Ziling and others.

The four of them were hidden here, surrounded by a thin curtain that concealed the aura of the four of them.

Cai Lu looked at the three Ziling not far away, and his face was a little ugly.

Because since they came here, the three of Ziling have been discussing something there.

But now he is trapped here by Ziling's crystal, and now he still has the crystal fragments set by Ziling in his body, once he urges the first son, he will be detected by Ziling.

And the only clue was a sentence he read from the shape of the three people's mouths.

"Act tonight!"

......

To the south of the ring, a ruined earthen city stands here.

On the city wall, a barbarian man in black armor stood here.

The man was slender and dignified, with a long sword hanging from his waist, exuding a murderous aura that made people shudder.

The man is the lord of the city, and he is also the Shan Yu of the Mao clan.

Stompe!

A soldier dressed in black armor rushed over, bowed to Mao Dun, and said respectfully.

"The report is ready, just waiting for your order. ”

Maudon turned around, nodded, and said.

"Give the order to go down, and act after dark. ”

The soldier answered, and was about to turn and retreat, but at this time, Mao Dun stopped him again.

"The man's body was not found. ”

The barbarian soldier couldn't help but be stunned, not knowing how to answer.

Seeing this, Mao Dun's face sank, and he turned to look at the ring in the distance, his eyes full of cold killing intent.

"Give the order to go down, gather the army, and wait for my order. ”

Immortal war song