Chapter 12: Ghost Town?

"It's coming!"

Fang Zong snorted lightly, his eyes opened suddenly, and a ray of essence shot out.

In the distant sky, the illusory outline of the ancient city suddenly dissipated, and the brilliant glow erupted, forming an illusory haze beyond the sky, and the clouds were like being burned red, permeating thousands of miles away.

When you look at the glow, you can see a dreamlike ancient city in the sky.

"Is Skull City there?" Fang Zong exclaimed.

Time is pressing, and the alternation of yin and yang only lasts for a moment, and it is also in this short time that the entrance to the ancient city will appear.

Obviously, the thousands of miles of smoke and haze are the entrance to Skull City.

Fang Zong didn't say a word, taking advantage of the smoke, he immediately used a very fast body technique, turned into a streamer and rushed out.

The figure flew through the layer of smoke, as if rushing through a layer of water.

The smoke was filled, and it suddenly dissipated, revealing a city gate shrouded in thick mist, the city gate was more than 30 zhang high, and it was not easy to see how thick, and the ancient masonry was thick and full of ancient atmosphere.

Inside the city gate, there were many tall and armored evil men, each of whom was fierce and vicious, with terrible faces, or sharp horns on his body, or black hands and feet, or green fangs, which were extremely terrifying, and they were all opening their mouths to reprimand.

"Hurry up and stand up for Lao Tzu, don't cut the line!"

"Stand well, stand well, if you dare to cut in line, be careful that the whip does not have long eyes. ”

"Smack!"

With a soft sound, a whip was drawn, Fang Zong frowned, and took a step back.

But I saw a few evil men glaring at me and scolded: "Where did the little beast come from? I don't even understand the rules? Hurry up and line up!"

Fang Zong wanted to be angry, but after thinking about it carefully, there was no need to be so public, while revealing his whereabouts, he smiled, and then obediently walked to the back of the long line.

Unexpectedly, Skull City had just emerged, and there were so many people queuing.

Fang Zong looked at it, at least there were as many as sixty or seventy people, and at a cursory glance, every one of them had a good strength, the lowest was the Jiedan realm, and even the strong people who had reached the Heavenly Demon realm were standing in line obediently in the queue at this time, but they were very disciplined.

The Heavenly Demon Realm, but at least it is also a powerhouse at the level of Heaven and Man, if it is a monk in the Nether World, his status is extremely noble, even if it is such a city, no one dares to stop him.

Could it be Skull City, what's so special about it?

Fang Zong obediently moved his body and slowly advanced in the long dragon-like ranks.

He was very curious about Skull City, and pulled the demon clan monk standing in front of him, wanting to ask about this Skull City, but the other party turned his head and just said one word rudely: "Get out!"

"The temper is really hot!" Fang Zong shook his head helplessly.

The demon clan monks of this demon realm are no different from the monks of the nether realm, they are all so indifferent.

Fang Zong naturally didn't care about people, and now that he was running for his life, he couldn't be so conspicuous.

The power of the dream spread out in all directions, and soon the scene of Skull City was put into view, and those evil men were the ghost soldiers of Skull City.

And the conditions for entering the city are not too harsh, and everyone needs to pay three hundred and five color coins.

Fang Zong was a little lucky, fortunately, the five-color coins that Tianyi Ji brought were enough, otherwise he might not have enough money to enter the city.

There are only so many five-colored coins he collected from the demon cave grass, and it is quite reluctant to enter the city.

Finally it was Fang Zong's turn, he took out three hundred and five color coins from his body, and wanted to enter the city, but was stopped by the evil man.

"Wait, where's your magic card?" asked the wicked man who collected the money.

"Magic card? I don't have it, but can the eldest brother give me some advice?" Fang Zong shook his head again and again, but he secretly stuffed fifty five-color coins into the other party.

I heard that Tian Yu Ji said that this five-color coin is relatively precious among the demon generals.

Perhaps he accepted the five-color coin from Fang Zongsai, and the evil man's face softened slightly, and then said: "Good boy, you still understand the rules, this magic card is your identity card, and you can't enter the city without a magic card." ”

"Huh? What then?"

"This matter is not difficult, for the sake of your filial piety, and it is a fierce beast clan, brother, I will kindly tell you, you walk all the way along the city wall, about fifty miles away, there will be a ghost mansion, where do you go to find the steward, by the way, bring some more...... And that's it!"

As he spoke, the wicked man rubbed his fingers and squeezed Fang Zong's eyebrows.

Fang Zong smiled, secretly said that the demon clan cultivator of this demon realm was quite worldly, he thanked him again and again, and walked along the city wall according to the other party's instructions.

As soon as he left, the evil man revealed his original form, and said with a smile: "Haha, another big fat sheep has been sent to the door!"

He didn't know that his own words had been clearly seen by Fang Zong with the power of dreams.

"Hehe, sure enough, I thought it was so kind, it turned out that there was a pit waiting for me inside!" Fang Zong sneered in his heart.

But in this way, it was a bit of a headache, and after the evil man's words, Fang Zong also knew a little bit, if he wanted to enter this Skull City, he still needed that magic card.

As soon as his mind moved, Fang Zong found that no one noticed him, so he transformed into an ordinary demon clan boy.

He grinned, showed a mouthful of snow-white teeth, and said, "If you want a magic card, it's not easy?"

How difficult is it to get mixed up?

In the dream world, Fang Zong's dream avatar appeared beside the four of Tianyu Ji and asked with a smile, "Which of you has a magic card?"

"Master, what do you want the magic card for?" Tian Yu Ji was puzzled, but she still took out her magic card and sent it to Fang Zong's side, she was close to the water, so she was the first to take out the magic card and send it to Fang Zong.

"It's just for use!" Fang Zong smiled, held the magic card in his hand, and weighed it carefully.

The magic card is only the size of a palm, but it is very strange, the whole body is like jade, it is inky black, the name is engraved on it, and there is still the breath of Tianyi Ji.

Fang Zong released a trace of dream power, sent it into the magic card, and quickly studied the magic card inside and out.

"I see, it's not difficult!" Fang Zong's eyes moved slightly, and the power of the dream realm surged from all directions and fell into his palm.

The power of the dream realm spun rapidly, and soon, it condensed into a cloud of pitch-black mist, which was gradually shaped into a palm-sized piece of black jade.

Fang Zong's dream power fell on it, and soon two words were formed, Fang Demon.

"Hey, hey, just use this name to fool around!" Fang Zong smiled, leaving the aura of his dream incarnation on the magic card.

has a breath, a name, and Fang Zong's soul and blood imprint, which is enough to explain Fang Zong's identity.

This time, Fang Zong swaggered back to the city gate and walked behind the long line.

Although it was still the entrance fee of three hundred five-color coins, this time, it was safe and sound, and it was easy to enter Skull City.

And the ghost soldier who "pointed" Fang Zong was full of doubts, looking along the city wall from time to time, probably wondering why he didn't make a move, but he didn't know that Fang Zong had already swaggered into Skull City at this time.

Originally, I thought that the gloomy fog should disappear after entering the city, but the gloomy ghost fog in the city not only did not dissipate, but became a little thicker.

Walking through it, the clouds are heavy, and the visibility is not even two feet.

Fortunately, those who can enter Skull City are definitely not mortals, and as soon as their divine sense is swept away, they will take all the surrounding scenes into their hearts, and when they walk, it is naturally like a no-man's land.

In Skull City, I don't know why it's called such a name, but when I entered the city, I saw an eerie market.

The wide streets are lined with shops, but they are also lifeless, and there is no vitality in sight.

Slightly more lively are the stalls on the streets, where some figures in strange costumes sit and wait for customers to come and choose.

Those who often stayed in front of the stalls were some monks with advanced cultivation, but most of the monks only looked at it slightly, and after asking a few words with a look of divine sense, they probably felt that the price was not appropriate, so they shook their heads and turned to leave.

And the people who set up the stalls did not stop them, and let those people leave.

It's a pity that the streets of Skull City, although full of pedestrians, are all in a hurry, and they can't even find anyone who can ask for directions.

Fang pondered and walked to the stalls on the streets.

He came to a stall and asked with his divine sense, "Friend, I want to inquire, where is this teleportation circle in Skull City?"

The person behind the stall was a figure in a cloth, he had heard of it strangely, and his whole body was tight, and under the clothes, there was a layer of black clothes, only revealing a pair of lifeless eyes outside.

This cloak is very special, it can even block the prying eyes of the divine sense, Fang Zong is a little curious, and he wants to use the power of dreams to see the figure hidden under the robe.

But after thinking about it seriously, I still didn't do it.

The other party's answer was beyond Fang Zong's expectations, only to hear a divine sense coming out of the figure under the robe: "One year of longevity, I will tell you." ”

"One year of longevity?" Fang Zong's heart jumped, but he didn't know what was going on, he frowned, and replied: "Did my friend say something wrong, don't you want five-color coins?" I have enough five-color coins here, as long as you can answer my question, these five-color coins are enough!"

"Hehe, what do I want those living things for?"

"Huh?" Fang Zong heard even more surprisingly.

"One year of longevity, one year of longevity, give me one year of longevity, and I'll tell you where the teleportation circle is. The other party replied.

"It's weird!"

Fang Zong felt that the other party was too inexplicable, so he didn't ask any more, he always felt that he was obedient, so he stopped lingering and walked to the street, a little headache.

The understanding of Skull City is too scarce, and the most important thing is that this Skull City seems to be very large, but there are no familiar people to ask, and Feng Guliu's understanding of Skull City is also very limited, just knowing how to enter Skull City.

As for the others, it's even more ignorant of it.

Along the way, he asked some stalls, and found that basically those stalls asked for Yangshou, and some of them were ten years old, and their senses were terrifying.

Originally, I wanted to go into some shops to check, but the door of the shop was posted, and if you want to enter it, you need a year of longevity.

It seems that in this Skull City, it is not traded with five-color coins, but with Yangshou.

"Hehe, this place is really weird, did I enter a ghost town?" Fang Zong couldn't help but be a little amused when he heard these words of raising his hand.

But at this time, a voice sounded softly: "Hehe, it's really Xiaobai who doesn't understand anything, it's not a ghost town, what do you think this place is?"

Fang Zong turned around and saw that it was an old man who spoke.

The old man's whole body was full of a thick sense of death, and he couldn't see the appearance of a living person at all, his hair fell out, and his face was extremely white.

He was also the only one who set up a stall on the street without wearing a robe.

"Old man, what do you mean by that? This is a ghost town?"

"Hehe, young man who doesn't know whether to live or die, if you understand this, then you should understand, if you don't understand, you don't understand what I said. ”

The old man said mysteriously.

"Then I really need to ask the old man for guidance. Fang Zong didn't say much, and directly took out a hundred five-color coins and put them on the stall.

The old man shook his head again and again, and said, "Haha, it seems that you young man really doesn't understand, this money is useless to us, the only useful thing is Yangshou." ”

He pointed to the goods on the stall again and asked Fang Zong, "Do you know what these things are?"

"I don't know. ”

"These are all underworld weapons, magic weapons that can borrow the power of the underworld, each of which is extremely terrifying, at least it will hook people's souls, and at worst it will destroy people's bodies and gods. ”

"That's it?" Fang Zong couldn't help but pout.

This ability, even an ordinary monk, can do it, what kind of treasure is this?

"I really don't know the goods, the advantage of these spiritual weapons is that you don't have to use your own power, you can also urge, even if you are a mortal, once you are urged, no matter who it is, you will have to die. ”

"No matter who it is, even the existence of the Heavenly Demon and the Demon God has to die?"

"Phew! The old man scolded with a smile, and then said: "Although there are also such spiritual weapons, however, they are not so easy to obtain, and the spiritual weapons we have here can only kill some guys in the Demon Infant Realm at most, and if you want to kill more powerful ones, you need better spiritual weapons." ”