Chapter 703: Looting (1)

The city is the city, although this city is strangely tight, but this does not prevent everyone from cultivating here, and the intensity of the aura here has reached a staggering level.

Yan Song compared this place to the most respected cultivation cave in Pengkun Island, it was simply a heaven and an underground, and one day of cultivation here was worth more than the benefits gained from practicing in that cultivation cave for a month.

Moreover, there is also an indescribable power mixed with the aura here, which is mixed with the aura and absorbed by the monks.

The city was huge, but there seemed to be nothing but them, silence, and no one seemed to exist except for the stone statues that had completely disappeared.

Yan Song and the others were unwilling to let go of the slightest bit of time, everything here was so precious, with the rich and pure aura cultivation in this place, a month was enough for most of them to touch the threshold of the Transformation Pill!

The eyes of the monks, including Yan Song, were full of joy, no wonder those seniors who entered the Thirty-Seven Islands were able to successfully become Huadan Realm monks, it turned out that there was such a treasure land!

It's just that it is unknown whether they have ever been to this city, and perhaps there are other cities here.

Yan Song and the others found a place to sit cross-legged and began to meditate and cultivate, but Ling Feiyang did not do so, now Ling Feiyang's cultivation seems to have reached the Transformation Pill Realm, and this cultivation realm is already very stable.

This has just broken through, and Ling Feiyang doesn't want to break through the existing realm again in a short period of time, which can't help but be a little unrealistic.

Cultivation always has to come step by step, how can anyone eat in one breath and become fat.

You must know that Ling Feiyang has not yet reached the age of a weak crown, and at this age, he has already become a cultivator of the Hua Dan Realm.

No matter where you put it, it's promising!

Ling Feiyang, who was bored, couldn't help but walk around the city, this city is really not small, and the long history is undoubtedly revealed.

This city can be said to be the most prosperous place in this world, because it is connected to the spirit world, whether the monks here want to go to the spirit world, or the spirit monks come to this world, they basically have to pass through here, this is the gateway between the two.

In this way, it naturally led to the prosperity of this place, and you must know that there are no less than ten resident Yuan Shen Realm monks.

This city was once glorious, but after the battle of antiquity, it was lost in the years, so that many monks couldn't help but sigh secretly, who would have thought that he would appear in such a place?

There are no living people in this city anymore, but it is also an ancient city pool, and it is also an ancient city pool that connects to the spirit world, if there is no oil and water here, it is just nonsense!

According to the Wind Boss's reasoning, this city must have come very suddenly when it experienced the 'catastrophe'.

The monks in the city were taken by surprise by this sudden catastrophe, and they did not even have time to flee for their lives, and they were even said to have taken some belongings from here.

A city of this size and such a prosperous city, how can there be less of the benefits?

But the vicissitudes of time, so many years have passed, and it is really hard to say how many things are left in this city.

Ling Feiyang didn't know anything about this place, although the old demon Feng had some vague impressions, but he was also unfamiliar, and the people who were really familiar with this place might be the only one in this group of people.

Ling Feiyang was not interested in these auras in the city, but was very interested in the things that had accumulated in the city and had not been taken away.

With a wave of his hand, the existence of a city of monks turned into stone statues was so terrifying that it was predictable, but he did not destroy the city, I don't know if it was because of scruples or why.

Then it can also be foreseen that such a powerful existence is disdainful of those things in the city, what kind of cultivation is he, how can he use these things in the city.

Therefore, there should be a lot of things left for Ling Feiyang, but how much is this, it depends on Ling Feiyang's luck, after all, Ling Feiyang did not come to clean the battlefield immediately after the war.

But he came here after more than 10,000 years, and the years are enough to change a lot of things, and it is really hard to say how many things are left for Ling Feiyang.

However, adhering to the principle that no matter how small a mosquito's leg is, it is also meat, under the drive of Demon Xingzi, Ling Feiyang began his search journey.

There are permanent residents in this city, plus the monks who occasionally come to the Yuan Shen Realm cultivators, and there are more than a dozen people.

That's not a small number alone.

And it's not just them, it's just their personal net worth, you must know that in such a prosperous city, those businesses are indispensable.

Their existence has largely driven the prosperity of the city, the flow of heavenly materials, earth treasures, spirit stones and other things, but when the 'catastrophe' comes, they can escape from it?

Obviously it wasn't possible, and they all died here, without exception.

How could Demon Xingzi not know the prosperity of this city, the oil and water were so big, even when he was in his heyday, he inevitably drooled, and the wealth was amazing!

Taking advantage of the gap when the monks were still cultivating, Ling Feiyang had already begun to rummage through the boxes and cabinets under the guidance of the Demon Star Son, and walked towards the cultivation places of the monks and the shops of the merchants.

The whole city is very large, I'm afraid it's enough for Ling Feiyang to be busy for a while!

"Ling boy, where are you looking. Demon Xingzi's eyes lit up as he stared at a pavilion that looked a little dilapidated in appearance.

Although it looks very shabby, it does not negate his high-end atmosphere, and it can be seen that this four-story shop was very famous.

"Ling Xuan Pavilion?" Ling Feiyang said as he looked at the somewhat shabby and vague signboard.

"That's right, this Ling Xuan Pavilion is a well-known pavilion in the entire Psychic City, from the most ordinary spiritual weapons to the top magic weapons used by Yuan Shen Realm cultivators.

However, the things sold by Ling Xuan Pavilion are not cheap, and when I bought a medium-grade magic weapon here, I was slaughtered fiercely. ”

Although he couldn't see the expression of Demon Xingzi, Ling Feiyang could still imagine that even after so many years, Demon Xingzi still had a pain on his face, and it could be seen that the knife was not lightly slaughtered at the beginning.

"Okay, then start with Ling Xuan Pavilion!" Ling Feiyang stepped into Ling Xuan Pavilion with a blank expression.

For so many years, there were no people in the Psychic City, and many of the formation prohibitions had lost their effect over the years, and the Ling Xuan Pavilion was no exception.

On the first floor of Ling Xuan Pavilion, Ling Feiyang saw a row of counters, among which there were items placed one by one.