Soaring through the abyssal sky is definitely not a pleasant thing for ordinary creatures, the clouds are always black and oppressive, thunderstorms and hail make the journey to the sky dangerous, the air often carries a foul smell of sulfur, and even the rain there carries a smell of decay.

But for the black dragon Khakkass, it was like a fish in water, and it was the taste of his hometown.

The vast expanse of the earth was beneath him, but it was a very dull color, and it was gray and black in front of him, but at the end of the horizon, there was a gray-green.

It was on a peninsula surrounded by countless gray trees, in the heart of the swamp, there was a rather lively market.

The Ghost Woman Market, with its simple and straightforward name, is the biggest collection of events in this plane, and as one of the few creatures with good brains in this plane, the Ghost Women are the masters here.

"Those ghost wives are not easy to deal with, even if you are strong enough, you can't play those liars and villains who have this bad water and venom flowing in their bones. The paddler of the main plane, coming here with a baby, is the cause of your death. ”

Oni Woman is a creature that is nearly extinct in the main plane, they are a race of women like wood spirits, but unlike the pleasing wood spirits, they are all wrinkled old women, or rather, witches who have passed the expiration date.

With a long nose with strange tumors, crooked and disgusting hair, wrinkled skin, a crooked wand with a black cloak and a round-pointed hat, she is the bad witch in a fairy tale.

And when they are still haunting the main plane, they also play the role of witches and witches most of the time, and most of them have signed an agreement with a certain lower plane big devil and big demon, and serve as their agents in some planes. The wizards and magic from the lower planes are very famous...... On the side of the pit man and the yin man.

Greedy, cunning, jealous. It's not a big deal. As long as the goods are good, there will always be people who buy them, but after the customers are pitted and the suppliers are pitted, and the main plane is offended and the lower plane bosses are offended, these ghost wives can't think about it.

Now not to mention that this kind of demonic creature is rare in the main plane, it is rare in other levels of the abyss, after all, no one is stupid, and it is unlucky to be pitted once. If you don't take revenge with a knife after repeated pits, you won't be a demon.

"Let's take a look, the sub-artifact-level magic sword, with the sword comes with three curse magics, and the power is amazing. Only 200 spirit coins or goods of the same price! ”

Souls have always been the hard currency of the lower planes, and when the River Styx was partially diverted, the lower planes also ushered in a gratifying deflation, and soul coins became more and more valuable.

Seeing that I was a dragon knight and a strange face, the green-haired ghost woman who was selling the magic sword was about to reach out to me.

Two hundred souls for a sub-artifact is indeed not expensive. I could feel the powerful curse attached to the gray magic sword over there, but ......

“…… The curse is actually an extremely effective mental retardation. Hold the magic sword and it will be automatically triggered, and then obediently send the money bag to the door? ”

I kicked the ghost woman over with a blank face, and the potion that had been triggered in her arms was scattered all over the ground, and a piece of potion dripped onto a ghost woman on the side, turning it directly into a toad.

It seems that there is no so-called safe zone in this market at all, and merchants can casually shade customers.

"Take the ......"

The breath of ice seeped out from under the dragon armor, and what seeped out of the eyes was the magic of death, a high-level black knight who could control the black dragon, not a low-level ghost woman who still needed to peddle fakes on the street could provoke.

Holding the ghost woman in one hand, she stuffed the hilt of her sword directly into her mouth, and whimpered twice, and the ghost woman rolled her eyes, and directly lay on the ground and screamed as a toad.

The clamor around them paused for a moment, and then became lively again, as if nothing had happened just now, as if this kind of thing was common.

It's not like I've never experienced such an environment, and in this hostile environment, pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger will become a pig, and showing your claws can make you less troublesome.

If I get caught, these guys are guaranteed to rush to the top, weapons and equipment will be auctioned on the spot, flesh can be sold for meat, and souls can be processed into currency, and nothing will be wasted.

Looking at it, not all the ghost women who set up stalls, on the contrary, there are no customers in front of the stalls of the ghost women, only a few lizard people repeatedly walk back and forth in front of the stalls, it should be a professional trust, and those ghost women are not in a hurry, the sneaky eyes can't stop sweeping around the new customers, it seems that they are just doing some business when watching the scene.

"The magic steel battle axe that has just been baked, the conscience of the black iron master, take two spirit coins."

"Dragon bones, dragon dung, dragon eyeballs, the harvest of a rainy season for the mighty Blood Spear Tribe! Only exchange for female slaves who can give birth and spirit coins, and powerful magic weapons are also fine. The ghost woman and the ghost woman are all off Uncle Dragon! ”

It seems that there are powerful tribes of black dwarves and lizardmen in the vicinity, and the master blacksmith is not something that a small tribe can raise, from mining, smelting to forging finished products, what is needed is a complete dwarf society, and a mature weapon can explain a lot.

And the lizardman tribe that can hunt dragons, with a population of at least two thousand, and high-level spellcasters such as the Great Prophet and the Witch Doctor, maybe they have also domesticated dragon beasts, so that such a lizardman tribe dares to call themselves dragonmen, of course, this pro-dragon is not recognized.

Behind me, the humanoid Khakassian looked at the triumphant lizardman with an unhappy face, watching his fellow black dragons being broken up and sold, but he didn't say a word, it seemed that he was also a little jealous of this blood spear tribe.

Black dwarves, lizardmen, and demons, these evil creatures that will be surrounded and suppressed when they appear on the main plane, have become synonymous with credibility here, especially the high-level berserker demon that is more than three meters tall, actually hung a sign around his neck and sold himself on the spot.

"Take care of the rice, take care of the succubus, I kill people."

Simple abyss language, simple logic, high-level berserk demon combat power is extremely strong, it seems to be a good deal, but I have seen a lot, and the people who ask it have not.

If it was a devil of the same level, it would have been sold a long time ago, but a berserk demon with a brain no bigger than a walnut, no one really dared to buy it.

After all, no one can guarantee when this demon uncle will be high, or if he doesn't kill enough to kill him, he will easily kill his employer, and count on Chengruo, who is known for being single-celled cannon fodder among the single-celled demons, and he really can't blame others for his death.

Seeing that the market was more lively than I expected, I hesitated a little, the original plan was to trade with ghost women, but this group of guys is really not authentic to do business, and now there are other ethnic groups, or try to change people to trade.

But no matter what, if you want to buy something, you must at least have it in your hand, and I don't have a single spirit coin in my hand.

So, I kicked away the ghost woman who was still pretending to be a toad, threw a handful of messy things on the table, and started selling them on the spot. (To be continued......)