The five of them flew towards the city, a breath of iron and blood penetrated into their bodies, making people slightly uncomfortable, and a pair of curious eyes looked at them, it was really a long time ago, and there were no newcomers joining for too long, which made them a little unconvinced.

Kang Ziqing threw thousands of top-grade source crystals into the hands of the previous black armor general, and walked towards the city. There are not many pedestrians on the street, far less than the population of a small city outside, this is a city where monks gather, and the pedestrians in front of them all have cultivation, and the cultivation is not weak, think about how it is simple to think about people who can survive in this environment.

From time to time, someone looked at them on the road, and they obviously knew the sound of the door opening before, and they could still distinguish it from their long memories. The five of them walked to a street corner, changed into clothes similar to those of pedestrians on the street, and then strolled down the street.

There were almost all weapons shops around, and even some craftsmen placed the stove on the side of the street, not afraid of being stolen to learn the skill, a large iron sledgehammer struck hard at a piece of fine iron in front of him, and when the shape was determined, he took out a gourd of bright red blood from the storage bag and poured it on the blade, and a sense of murder came out of it.

Kang Ziqing's eyes narrowed slightly, staring at the blade in the craftsman's hand, this is a primary magic weapon, but it is tougher and sharper than the medium-grade magic weapon in the outside world, and the four people behind him stopped their bodies and looked towards the weapon shop in front of them.

He walked in, rows of weapons were neatly arranged, snow-white sharp edges surged towards his eyes, and iron-blooded qi escaped from them, "I don't know what blades the guest officer wants to buy, the price is absolutely fair." The craftsman, who had just been outside, walked in and spoke to him.

Picked up a bright white sword casually, pulled it out of the scabbard, and without speaking, he directly slashed at a piece of black crystal ore (Xuan-level lower grade, extremely hard) behind him, split the black crystal ore in half, and then held it in his hand and handed it to Kang Ziqing in front of him.

He took the sword, his eyes stared, it was still the same feeling as before, bloody, if this sword was placed in the outside world for auction, it would be no less expensive than a medium-grade treasure. The right hand stretched out and gently touched the blade of the sword, and the scattered sword qi overflowed from it, and small blood marks appeared on the fingers that were close, and the wound automatically recovered as it left.

"I don't know how much it's worth?"

"Only five hundred medium-grade source crystals. ”

Five top-grade source crystals appeared in his hand, flew towards the craftsman in front of him, causing the other party's eyes to twitch, and said, "Is Childe the guest who just arrived? After speaking, he returned the five top-grade source crystals to the other party.

Kang Ziqing slowly walked out of the weapons shop with the sword in his hand, and he didn't look messy because of the craftsman's words just now, and he was still walking on the street in a hurry.

"Master, do you want me to solve the next few people. The black scorpion spoke, for a moment, trembling all over, he forgot what he should do as a subordinate, since the master did not speak, when he needed to do it.

He didn't reply, he carefully studied the sword in his hand, he was very interested in the blood used by the craftsman before, and he should be able to find the blood just now, or even the higher-grade blood essence here.

"Black Scorpion, go find an inn for me, I'll wait for you here. ”

He put the sword in his storage bag, looked at the pedestrians on the street, and spoke slowly, as if to say something insignificant.

"The subordinates obeyed. ”

The black scorpion exhaled a cloudy breath, he didn't believe that there was not even an inn in such a large city, and he didn't pay attention to the dangers he might encounter, and then he walked forward alone.

Kang Ziqing walked into a blade shop beside him, carefully examined the weapons inside, and stroked them slowly, as if he were treating his own treasures, and the three people behind him stood quietly, their faces calm, like three statues.

Time passed slowly, and half a day later, a miserable figure hurriedly flew in, holding a miserable white arm in his left hand, his face was pale, and there were several blood holes on his body, and the flesh and blood inside could be seen.

"Master, there is an inn fifty miles from the north. The black scorpion spoke weakly, and then stood beside the lark eagle.

The blade shop owner's eyes shrunk and he didn't speak, but he had a guess about the identities of several people, but it had nothing to do with him, and he continued to sell blades.

"I guess they're all there. ”

He said softly, stepped out, walked out of the store, and looked into the distance, dozens of qi machines appeared in the sea of knowledge, all of them were people who paid attention to him. He flew up in the air and flew towards the north, with four people behind him following behind him, while dozens of people on the street quickly ran towards the north.

The night is always a perfect time to exercise violence.

Kang Ziqing stepped lightly on the black steps and walked towards the inn in front of him, hanging on his waist, his dark eyes flashing with essence, and the four of them walked in later, one step apart.

The gloomy environment was quickly enveloped in darkness, and a blue film appeared above the city, guarding the barrier, and the power of the rules was swirling on it, but it fell from the sky.

A pair of armor came out of the house and quickly ran towards the city gate, at this time, it was the beginning of the war, the remnants attacked the city, and what they needed was to protect the black iron city.

The inn lit up a pale white round lamp, hazy, making people feel like they were born in a dream, and a burgundy table and chair appeared in the eyes of the five people, but, no matter how you looked, it felt like a kind of blood flying on it.

The five of them sat on a round white jade table, and three women with light red makeup walked down the stairs, dressed in light blue split dresses, their eyes flowing, and they walked over, and the first one asked, "Childe, I don't know what dishes you need?" A faint aroma came out of his mouth.

The flower snake who was closer to her showed a hint of mockery in her eyes, and said in her heart, if she could show up, why should she be cautious, she would have offered her delicate body a long time ago, picked up a cup of green tea on the table, and put it to her lips to drink lightly.

Kang Ziqing stretched out her right hand and gently placed it on the woman's chin, "I don't know how many guests are waiting now." The words came out, making the woman's face pale. His right hand slowly slid to the woman's face, and he said, "Let them come down, things always have to be settled." ”

The woman quickly flashed over, sweating slightly, but her back was already slightly wet, her right foot stepped lightly, landed on the stairs, and quickly ran upstairs.

Dozens of sharp rays of light shone around the five people, their faces were ruthless, like looking at five lambs to be slaughtered, and a young man in a white robe slowly walked down from the upper floor, his eyes kept looking at Kang Ziqing.

"If you hadn't exposed your wealth, you wouldn't have had anything to do, but now it's good, even if you have great ability, you can't go down for a while, I really don't know if you're smart or stupid. ”