In the cold dark alley, Zhang Biao moved forward quickly.

His eyes were cold, and he turned his head to look behind him, his pupils flickering with murderous intent as he quickened his pace.

Unsurprisingly, he was already targeted.

The reason is also very simple, when he first entered the ghost market, he first bought a shop generously, and then took a picture of the treasure chest in Jinglou.

This may not be a big deal to him, but in this chaotic ghost market, it is enough to attract hyenas.

He had already seen that most of the demon cultivators here had formed small groups, huddling together to keep warm while crowding out latecomers.

A lone traveler like him, who has just arrived, also makes one shot after another, and is the easiest target.

Before I knew it, I had come to the periphery of the ghost market.

Here, there are basically ruins, no shops, only a thick green fog, and lanterns swaying from side to side, flashing with a dusk light.

Whoa......

The breeze blew, and the lantern cracked suddenly, revealing fangs and sharp teeth, but when I felt Zhang Biao's breath, I trembled again.

The lantern was not hung artificially, but a kind of imp, artificially refined, and roamed around like a wild beast.

Originally, it was for lighting, but in some way, it also hindered the possibility of mortals entering the place.

Zhang Biao's figure flashed, and he melted into the thick fog.

Soon, several dark shadows suddenly appeared.

Swish! Swish! Swish!

One by one, their figures flickered, appearing on top of various ruined high-rise buildings, their eyes full of murderous intent and forming an encirclement.

Zhang Biao's cultivation is a Jindan monk.

These people dared to come to loot, so they naturally relied on it, three of them were Jindan monks, and two errand runners were already at the peak of Qi training.

The leader is a monster, with a blue and gray face, and a head with horns, and I don't know what it is to cultivate into a demon.

He had already taken off his hood, walked out of the thick fog, and said slightly into the air: "This fellow Daoist, why don't you show up and discuss something." ”

The words are polite, but they are murderous and unquestionable.

Call~

A whirlwind suddenly broke out on the flat ground, and Zhang Biao's figure slowly appeared.

He looked around, his eyes getting colder.

The roots of these people, he could see at a glance that they were actually from the same sect as Bai Yan who was disguised by him, and they came from the Delusion Sect.

What's even more interesting is that it's an old acquaintance.

Gu Tuo, one of the five demon gods of the Delusion Sect.

This ancient demon god was originally active near the alliance area where the Sun God Dynasty was located, and as the pattern changed, he mobilized a large number of forces and prepared to occupy the alliance.

It's a pity that the Shenhua Realm and the Gluttonous Alliance came to an end.

Although the ancient demon god is also a combined power, in the face of these two behemoths, he has no power to fight back, so he can only flee in embarrassment, and he doesn't want to rely on other demon gods, so he controls the demon temple to wander around.

His men operate in this area.

Could it be that this guy is also in Lingbao Mountain?

Just when Zhang Biao was curious, the monster on the opposite side suddenly sneered: "Since you are the same door, why are you so guarded?" Your surname is Bai, who is you, why haven't I heard of it? ”

Zhang Biao's eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a fox-like smile, "Under the command of the Chongming Demon God, nobodies, how many people are in trouble?" ”

He had already gathered a lot of information, and the Chongming Demon God was the leader of the force where Bai Yan was. First, he competed with the Four Phases Divine Court for the chessboard realm, and after the gluttonous alliance ended, he was powerless to compete, and his forces were scattered, hidden in the shadows, ready to obey the call at any time.

Therefore, Bai Yan's identity is suitable for hiding.

"Oh, I see."

The monster smiled slightly, and as he walked, his face was full of kindness: "Don't blame Bai Daoyou, in fact, my vain Dharma Sect has suffered setbacks, and on this Lingbao Mountain, there are many impostors..."

As he spoke, the murderous intent in his eyes flashed, and with a wave of his hand, accompanied by a loud noise, the black shadows of the entire sky surged, but it was a huge black cloth weapon.

This magic weapon is also a "moment" treasure, I don't know when it has been laid down by the monster, as soon as it appears, it expands the field, so that the surrounding aura quickly solidifies, and even the dust on the ground is suspended in the air, unable to move.

"Hahaha... Do it! ”

The monster laughed loudly, and while controlling the magic weapon to trap Zhang Biao, he gave an order.

When the other two Jindan monsters heard this, one pulled out his bow and arrow, and the eyes of the arrow demon ghost flashed fiercely, feeling the aura of Zhang Biao's spirit.

The other waved his hand and sprinkled a piece of powder, and before it hit the ground, a raging fire ignited, and even the aura was ignited, instantly submerging Zhang Biao.

They are good at cultivating "moments" and refining magic weapons, so most of their battles rely on "moment" treasures.

These people couldn't figure out what hole cards Zhang Biao had, and the best way was to use the identity of the same door to suddenly sneak attack.

This is the way of doing things for demon cultivators.

It is not uncommon for the same sect to fight each other for the sake of interests, not to mention between different sects, and there are all kinds of blood feuds that have lasted for thousands of years.

Therefore, when they heard about the alliance of the Demon Dao, the first thought of many people was that they didn't believe it at all.

Several people made a sneak attack in unison, watching Zhang Biao being scorched in the flames and being torn off by sharp arrows, they were originally happy, but for some reason, inexplicable worries and fears rose.

Call~

Suddenly, there was a strong wind around you.

All the buildings were twisted and enveloped in a thick black fog, buzzing and trembling inside, as if countless flying insects were surging.

"Oh no, I've been tricked!"

The demon cultivator led by him was shocked, and hurriedly threw out the black cloth, and the other demons also used their own magic weapons.

What frightened them was that after their "moment" treasure fell into the black mist, both the aura and the "moment" were dissipating wildly, and soon there was no movement.

They could only watch as the black mist spread rapidly, engulfing everyone...

Whoa!

The black mist swirled, and everything quickly became smaller, turning into an ancient painting suspended in the air.

On top of the ancient paintings, there is a yin-yang picture, and around the yin-yang picture, there are twelve gods around.

Zhang Biao stretched out his hand and hooked, and the treasure map fell into the big sleeve.

Since it is hidden in Lingbao Mountain, some spells cannot be used, such as the Sun Divine Fire and the Divine Power of the Powerful Dao, after all, the monks of the Delusion Sect are not good at this way.

Of course, he also has a way.

With the growth of the city, many of the things it had absorbed before have become a drag, such as the former yin-yang diagram.

He asked the Thousand Machine Dao people to refine this thing again, incorporating a large number of "moments", so that the Spirit Devouring Cicada insect swarm could hide in it, which was enough to deal with most of the attacks.

The best thing is that there are also twelve gods hidden in the map, which are connected to the Ancient Metaverse Origin Array, and can be teleported as the Dream Black Mist moves.

These unlucky guys have entered the origin space of the Ancient Metaverse at this moment, and it won't be long before they become the world's origin rations.

After doing this, Zhang Biao slowly turned around and said coldly: "Get out!" ”

A figure slowly walked out of the ruins in the distance, it was Situ Boya, the thief who had stolen the skyscraper he had let go before.

Looking at Zhang Biao's cold eyes, Situ Boya's heart trembled inexplicably, and he hurriedly said: "Don't misunderstand the seniors, I see that they have bad intentions, let's see if I can help." ”

Zhang Biao originally didn't believe it, thinking that this little guy wanted to pick up the bargain, but after checking it with his spiritual eye, he was suddenly a little surprised.

This little thief is really here to help.

Zhang Biao asked in a deep voice, "Why?" ”

Situ Boya swallowed his saliva, "You, you are a good person, I want to save your life, and support each other in Lingbao Mountain in the future, others can't believe it." ”

"Good guys?"

Zhang Biaole was happy, "Where are there any good people on Lingbao Mountain?" ”

Situ Boya clenched his fists and slowly pulled off his mask, revealing a hideous and disgusting scar on his face, "When other people look at me like this, they will only be disgusted, and if they steal their things, they will be beaten at the very least." ”

"On this Lingbao Mountain, the younger generations live like wild dogs, only the seniors treat me as a person."

Zhang Biao naturally didn't believe this kind of thing.

All the touches are only temporary, and mortals are still like this, not to mention the demon cultivators who grew up in the poisonous water.

However, he does need to do some chores personally, especially to be familiar with Lingbao Mountain, so as not to be in constant trouble like today.

Thinking of this, his eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a fox-like smile, "In this case, you can come to me tomorrow, the shop has just opened, and you just need a guy." ”

"Thank you, senior."

Situ Boya was overjoyed.

He saw it just now, this white senior who had just come to the ghost market was not a rookie fat sheep, but a dragon crossing the river.

Today may be the day of his transshipment.

Thinking of this, Situ Boya's heart suddenly moved, and he reminded: "Senior Bai, these fellow disciples seem to have contacts with several groups of people in other mountain cities, and if they find something wrong, they will inevitably look for trouble, so be careful." ”

Zhang Biao naturally knew and said indifferently: "You're not afraid? ”

"Afraid?"

Situ Boya shook his head and said, "In this Lingbao Mountain, it is useless to be afraid, it will only attract more ferocious beasts. ”

Zhang Biao nodded, "Come to me tomorrow." ”

With that, the figure quickly disappeared.

Looking at his departing back, Situ Boya clenched his fists, gritted his teeth and said, "Survive first... As long as you live, you have a chance. ”

……

Back outside the shop, unsurprisingly, there were traces of passivity outside the door, and there was a pool of blood on the ground.

It seems that during the time he left, someone came to the door to make up his mind, but he was injured by the prohibition he left behind, and fled in embarrassment.

This ghost city is really dangerous.

Zhang Biao shook his head, pushed the door and entered the small courtyard, first checked the surroundings, but found nothing unusual, and then restarted the formation and returned to the house.

He couldn't wait to open the chest.

Sure enough, from the debris, I found a noodle face.

This face is very strange, different from Fang Xiangzong, it is a miserable white face mask, only the eyes are exposed holes, and it looks ordinary.

However, Zhang Biao's eyes became solemn.

This thing has obviously gone through a long period of baptism, but it is still as new as ever, and it flashes with glazed brilliance, but the aura is restrained, and it looks similar to an ordinary magic weapon.

Others may not know each other, but they have seen it a few times.

Divine Crystal!

Whether it is Jiuyao Divine Crystal or Taiyin Xuanjing, they are all of this material, but the mask used is obviously another kind.

This thing should be related to the divine realm!

Why is there an induction?

Zhang Biao was curious, and hurriedly turned his spiritual eye, but then his eyes were full of shock.

The Spiritual Eye couldn't see through it.

This thing is a prefecture-level magic weapon!

(End of chapter)