"Then thank you Daoyou. Han Yu was slightly stunned when he heard this, and then hugged his fists and thanked him.

The old woman handed over this list of materials to the young man in the Qi refining period behind, and after a meal, she gathered all the things and delivered them to Han Yu's hands.

Han Yu glanced at it and found that the actual discount was about half of it.

However, he didn't have the heart to continue to bargain now, so he thanked the shopkeeper, paid off the spirit stone and left.

After looking at the sky again, and finding that it was still early, Han Yu went to a few other places to shop.

Han Yu came to the shop and walked around a few times, and found that many disciples of the family were selling some materials to make up spirit stones.

This surprised him a little, so he curiously went to inquire a few times, and soon heard some news.

It turned out that the Baimeng Chamber of Commerce released a rumor that this trade fair not only had a variety of finale breaking pills, but the final finale lot was a magic weapon prototype.

This news is like a basin of cold water poured into a hot pan of oil!

The prototype of the magic weapon is beyond the reach of ordinary foundation building monks, and at most they can think about it in their dreams, and they dare not expect a single thing.

But it was a great opportunity for those disciples of the family sect!

They have the support of the sect and the elders behind them, and they all covet the prototype of the magic weapon, and they are bound to win.

Han Yu also heard that a ghost market had appeared in a vacant lot in the west of the inner city at night in the past few days, and the purpose was to let the disciples of various sects sell some items and raise some spirit stones.

Hearing this news, Han Yu couldn't help but feel a little pity in his heart.

This is a good opportunity to sell those fine spiritual weapons on your body!

Some of the fine magic artifacts seized from Brother Wan Ma Yuan were not willing to sell them, and now that he had this good time, he had to go on a mission again.

Han Yu walked around the inner city again, and took the spirit stone flowers on his body. Seeing that it was not early and Qin Cheng was about to close the city gate, he hesitated for a moment and then came to the outer city, took out a wooden boat from the storage bag, and followed.

This one was just an ordinary medium-grade flying magic weapon, and the flight speed was not fast, Han Yu stood on it and watched the sunset in the distance, and fled in the direction of Guyun Ridge.

But halfway through, Han Yu suddenly felt his divine sea jump violently, and a sense of danger of being watched by the beast surged into his heart, making him shiver fiercely.

At that moment, Han Yu thought that he was locked by the master divine consciousness of the Dan Formation Period, but after waiting for a while, there was still no abnormality around.

Han Yu's face was cloudy and he swept it with his divine thoughts, and found that there were only mortals within a radius of five miles, not even a single monk. When he closed his eyes, he found that Zhihai had regained his calm.

"Is it my delusion?" Han Yu muttered.

Han Yu was puzzled, but he didn't continue to dwell on the matter, and continued to chase in the direction of Guyun Ridge.

But he didn't notice that just as the sun's afterglow vanished, the dirt on one of the graves began to loosen, revealing a blue-faced and fanged head.

When he approached Guyun Ridge, several rays of light immediately rose into the air to greet him. When they saw Han Yu, everyone's faces showed a look of relief.

"A few fellow Daoists have been waiting for a long time. Han Yu's fat face showed a little embarrassment, and he clenched his fists and said.

"Brother Wang must have something to deal with in the store, so I should wait here for a while. Brother Wang, you should have poison in a few of us, you really can't delay, let's set off overnight. The horse-faced monk smiled and arched his hand as well.

"No problem. When Han Yu heard this, he immediately nodded sharply.

He had been delayed for half a day, and if he continued to delay, it would definitely cause unhappiness among them. However, Han Yu was a little curious about the plans of the three brothers, so naturally the three of them were a little wary.

The five of them talked casually for a few more words, and then they each got on the flying magic weapon and flew in the direction of Golden Worm City.

By the end of the hour, the five of them had flown a hundred miles away in the night and came to a barren hilly area.

"Two Dao brothers, it's getting late now, let's find a place to rest for a while. When flying over a tall hill, the bamboo slip magic weapon under the feet of the red-faced old man stopped suddenly, turned his head and said with a smile.

Han Yu Feizhou was stunned, and he remembered the so-called plan in his heart, and his heart couldn't help but tighten.

"Oh well. The horse-faced monk didn't doubt it, and nodded and said.

Seeing that the horse-faced monk also agreed, Han Yu didn't continue to say anything, and was the first to control the flying boat to fall towards the hills, followed by the horse-faced monk.

The three brothers silently collided with each other, and they all nodded silently.

The red-faced old man subconsciously looked around before making a move, and suddenly felt a long line of dirt arching towards this side in the distance, and his heart suddenly sank.

"Brother Wang, Brother Jin, hurry up and take off, there is a situation!" the red-faced old man immediately ignored the plan and shouted loudly.

After Han Yu landed, he also felt the Divine Sea stir again, and the red-faced old man's voice rose into the air before he fell. The horse-faced monk thought of the medicine garden, and his expression was a little solemn.

The five of them rose into the air and saw the rolled up soil, and they all took out their magic weapons one by one, and their whole bodies were on guard.

Just five feet away from everyone, a black shadow in the dirt slammed into the air.

It was a blue-faced, fanged zombie with dark purple nails and a layer of scales on its body, exuding a corpse aura that looked particularly terrifying.

"Brother Jin, this should be coming at you!" Han Yu felt a surge in the sea of gods when he saw the iron-armored corpse, and knew that this thing must be coming at him, but he didn't hesitate to shift his gaze.

The horse-faced monk's face became a little gloomy, and he had his own judgment.

The purpose of their exit from the medicine garden was to track down the murderer, and as soon as they left Qincheng, the zombie chased after them.

Do you still need to guess the purpose of this zombie's coming?

The horse-faced monk also wondered for a moment whether it was related to the fat shopkeeper, but he heard that a few days ago, he had just come to the monks of the whole city, so this fat shopkeeper was naturally not suspicious.

"Three Dao brothers, this zombie is very likely to be the spirit corpse of the murderer who attacked the medicine garden, and it is very likely to be related to those few predecessors in Qin City. The horse-faced monk took a deep breath and said with an ugly expression.

The faces of the three red-faced old men were also extremely ugly, and they could feel the killing intent surging from the iron-armored corpse, and they were naturally linked to the Medicine Garden incident.

The iron armored corpse's green eyes swept around the five people, and suddenly let out a strange roar and grabbed Han Yu.

"Do it!"

Seeing this, the red-faced old man touched his hand into the storage bag and took out three identical blood-colored forks.

He hurriedly threw it out, and immediately turned into three rays of blood, grabbing at the iron-armored corpse.

This set of "Red Blood Serial Forks" is a set of top-level magic weapons, which the old man spent a lot of money to buy, because it is a complete set, not only is it easy to control, but the power is also quite good.

When the iron-armored corpse saw a magic weapon attacking, black qi surged up and down his body, and the two ghost claws grabbed towards the two magic weapons.

The blue-faced man on the side was overjoyed when he saw this, and said excitedly: "The boss's magic weapon is a top-level magic weapon, this zombie will definitely be hit hard, we will hand him over to Uncle Deng, and we will be able to catch the murderer, the poison on our body... Ah, how is that possible!"

As soon as he said a few words excitedly, he was stunned by the scene in front of him and cried out in a lost voice.

It turned out that the two blood-colored flying forks were firmly grasped by the zombies, and no matter how they twisted, they couldn't break free. Another flying fork stabbed the zombie in the back, but it made a sound of gold and iron, and the zombie's body was like iron!

"Chirp.." The zombie let out a strange roar, and a black gas suddenly surged out of its two arms, and the two flying forks in its hands splashed blood, and they were completely scrapped.

At this moment, the three old men showed a look of great fear, and even the hearts of the horse-faced monk and Han Yu also "chuckled". What kind of demon is this zombie, it can actually catch and destroy the top-level magic weapon.

The zombie threw away the two flying forks in his hand, and with a strange roar, one blurred into the air and disappeared.

"Be careful!" the horse-faced monk reminded loudly with an unsightly expression.

He originally wanted to kill a zombie when he saw them, and he still felt a little funny in his heart, but when he saw this zombie's anti-heaven combat power, he suddenly felt that his legs and stomach were a little weak.

The thought of escaping flashed in his mind, and he knew very well in his heart that the five of them still had a chance to fight together, and if they escaped, they would definitely be slaughtered.

But as soon as his words fell, a man's screams suddenly came, and the four of them hurriedly looked left and right.

I saw the red-faced old man who was collecting the last blood fork, his face was pale, and the iron-armored corpse was standing behind him. He had a withered ghost claw on his chest and a slightly beating heart in his palm. Immediately afterwards, the ghost hand violently crushed the heart alive.

Then the ghost claws were retracted, and the old man fell straight to the ground. His ruddy countenance was distorted, his limbs were still twitching, and his eyes were filled with an expression of disbelief and fear. But immediately his face showed a hint of unwillingness, and then his eyes froze, and his head tilted and he completely lost his life.

"Boss!"

Floating not far from him was the blue-faced man, who screamed in great grief. Then with a flick of his cuff, two blue rays of light flew towards the ironclad corpse, trying to inflict some heavy damage on the zombie at close range.

Han Yu watched coldly from the sidelines, and his heart was also extremely frightened. Just when the zombie was invisible, he searched with his divine mind but did not find it, which shows the strangeness of this corpse.

When facing the enemy, Han Yu found that the red-faced old man also released a thick protective aura, but the light curtain was instantly torn apart like a papier-mâché, and he lost his life carelessly.

"Hurry up and hide!" Han Yu shouted when he saw the blue-faced man who was a little crazy.

Two blue lights slashed at the place where the iron-armored corpse disappeared, and the iron-armored corpse turned into a fishy wind and disappeared without a trace, and the two blue lights appeared and turned into two turquoise knives.

Seeing this scene, the blue-faced man reacted in horror. He remembered the scene of the tragic death of the red-faced old man just now, and when he heard Han Yu's reminder, and saw that the three of them had taken out defensive magic weapons and talismans, he suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, and quickly took out a dark blue iron ring from the storage bag.