opened the cold annihilated skull ring in turn, and the contents made Zhang Yiyang's eyes light up, there were more than a hundred and ten boxes of equivalent Demon Source Crystals alone, as well as some bottles and jars full of pills, as well as some dusty wines.

Due to the fact that there were too many things in cold oblivion, Zhang Yiyang rummaged for a long time and did not find the Blood Shadow Pill, but he saw a delicate box, which was carved by the Demon Source Crystal, and a lock array was sealed on it.

This lock array has been recorded on the formation path, just like the lockbox in the previous life, there are thousands of linked array eyes on it, as long as the formation eye is located in the power of the connection, then it will naturally be unlocked.

But once it is wrong, then the self-destruction formation will be activated, and this box itself is carved by the Demon Source Crystal, and the energy it has is self-evident, if it is really wrong, it will destroy the entire Qiankun Ring if it is not done well.

After thinking about it again and again, Zhang Yiyang finally took out this exquisite box and tinkered with it for a long time, but he didn't dare to start immediately.

"Forget it!

Zhang Yiyang reluctantly put away the box again and looked at the Ghost Martial City in the distance.

Ghost Martial City is the closest city located in the Ninth Layer Continent in the Demon Domain close to the Sealing Abyss, but the prosperity is not flattering at all, compared to the Melting Snow City in the Nine Rank Fangzhou, it is simply a heaven and an underground.

The bleak streets, the crumbling walls, and the mossy rubble are not at all the prosperity of the city, but like a village, poor and miserable.

If it weren't for the remaining half of the stone plaque on the city gate, Zhang Yiyang would really not be able to think about it.

"No wonder, these people like to invade, it seems that there is a reason for this!"

............

Under the city gate, a fat man with a red face lay lazily on a broken wooden table, snoring and dozing. Leaning against the table was a broken wooden plank, on which were written a few crooked handwriting on a magic source stone entering the city.

The magic source stone is the same as the spiritual source stone on the nine-grade Fangzhou, but the energy in it is magic energy, and the spirit source stone is spiritual power, just like the martial venerable on Fangzhou and the demon venerable on the demon domain, one has spiritual power and the other has magical ability.

Zhang Yiyang took out a magic source stone and threw it on the table of the fat man who was guarding the door.

Hearing the sound of "dang", the fat man suddenly woke up and stood up suddenly, "Grandma's, what kind of person?

The red-faced fat man glared angrily at the young man in front of him, eager to stare to death this kid who disturbed his dreams.

"You're talking to me?"

Zhang Yiyang's cold eyes looked directly at the red-faced fat man.

Seeing the other party's almost murderous eyes, the fat man's momentum was obviously weakened, but he held it strongly, and said: "This is Ghost Martial City, and we adults are Ghost Martial King! What are you doing here?"

"Passing by!"

Spit out these two words coldly, Zhang Yiyang strode into the city, as for the ghost martial king mentioned by the fat man, he didn't care about it.

Before the ghost martial city entered the city, it had seen its dilapidation, and this time it entered the city, it was even more a mess, the streets were littered with garbage, and the sewage sludge was mixed with blood, exuding a disgusting smell.

Zhang Yiyang frowned tightly and walked towards the center of the city, because he believed that there should be a restaurant that satisfied him when he got there for him to eat and stay, after all, he had been on an empty stomach for so long, although there was an elixir to satisfy his hunger, but it was not tasteful at all.

After passing through several streets, Zhang Yiyang found that everyone who passed by him would cast strange glances at him, which were greedy and cautious.

But he didn't care, after all, there couldn't be any strong people on this ninth-layer continent, even if the so-called Ghost Martial King himself came over, he wouldn't be much stronger.

It's just that what Zhang Yiyang didn't expect was that the red-faced fat man who had been separated before him had already rushed to the center of the city one step ahead of him, because in the tallest building, it was the mansion of the Ghost Martial King.

"Hey... Red face, you don't take a good look at the gate outside the city, why are you here in a mess?"

When the red-faced fat man saw the guards guarding the door, he hurriedly wiped the sweat from his head, and said breathlessly: "Hurry... Drive... Fast... Inform King Wu, come... Here comes the big fish!"

When the guard heard this, he seemed to have seen it for a long time, but asked suspiciously, "What kind of goods is this time?"

The fat man ignored the guard's questioning, and instead rushed into the mansion.

Here, Zhang Yiyang also came to the so-called center of the city, which is what people often called the city center in the previous life, but what disappointed him was that the so-called center of the city was not much more prosperous than the outer city, but the streets were no longer dirty, the houses were no longer collapsing, and there were more people flowing.

After looking around, Zhang Yiyang picked a restaurant that could still be seen and walked in.

"Tavern of the Wicked! What's the name of that?"

Zhang Yiyang muttered, found a table and sat down, before he could call someone.

At this time, a richly dressed woman pounced on her. That's right, it's flutter, because when a woman saw Zhang Yiyang for the first time, a pair of spring eyes were already sluggish.

"What a handsome man, he's mine!"

The woman shouted in her heart and hugged the young man, but when she thought that her red lips would immediately kiss the other person's cheek, she felt that a hard object blocked her face.

This is a stool, but it appeared in Zhang Yiyang's hand at some point, and the back of the stool pressed against the woman's red lips.