However, Lei Xiaoyao found that the closer he got to Fang City, the more an invisible force pressed down from above, and the distance between the divine thoughts and the distance became shorter and shorter. This is clearly that the big array has already played a role, and at the entrance of the alley into Fang City, there is still a team of monks guarding it, and it can only be entered after the mana fluctuation test.

At the same time, each monk needs to spend three low-grade spirit crystals, rent a mask and a black gold flower costume. After wearing it, it has the effect of almost completely isolating the breath and spiritual pressure, so it is difficult to tell who is who. Lei Xiaoyao gave the spirit crystal, and immediately put it on with great interest, but a faint black light shot out of the mask into the air, and the scenery in front of him immediately shook violently. After a moment's blur, he had appeared under a golden tower, and two feet in front of him, a monk dressed as a shopkeeper was smiling at him.

"Welcome seniors to Xiuxianfang City, this is the 'Tianque Pavilion', which specializes in the sale of all kinds of Yin and Evil attribute spiritual materials. ”

"What is the price of the Yin Demon Attribute material?"

"More expensive than the outside?"

"Uh, why is that?"

"In accordance with the above meaning, the juniors just do it, and there are additional rewards for selling them in large quantities. ”

"Okay! Lei Xiaoyao's mind changed sharply, the Xiuhu clan did this for at least two purposes, one was to cut off the materials of the demon clan, firmly hold the resources that the other party urgently needed in the palm of his hand, and even make them pay a higher price than usual, making them more and more clumsy. The second is to use rich rewards to tempt others to hunt and kill demon cultivators, so as to achieve the goal of revenge and hatred.

For tens of thousands of years, every time the interface barrier weakened, all the big and small tribes had friendly exchanges with the Xiuhu clan. Even if there is a small friction, it is a matter of settling the balance with various relationships. As a result, the Xiuhu monk's bones gradually infiltrated into something called 'arrogance'.

When arrogance and violence collide, it is bound to have a striking ending.

An hour later, Lei Xiaoyao stepped out of the inside with a natural expression and glanced around. There are only six or seven people dressed in the same way as themselves in and out of various shops, at the beginning of a hundred years, the real peak season has not yet arrived, I believe that many monks will be hiding in the dark to observe the situation, right?! The late-stage demon cultivator who was planted in his own hands was quite decent, and with the additional reward, the spirit crystal in his hand was almost filled with a storage bag.

He also inquired that there were shops specializing in refining and selling pills, as well as places that sold spiritual weapons and magic weapons, and there was still some time before the deadline for Shui Yun's invitation, and with such a large market, there was no need to waste a drop of time.

'One side of the world', this is the largest place to deal in spiritual weapons, and after entering through the door, the room inside is not very wide. At this moment, there is no customer, it seems very empty, and the person in charge of taking care of the store is a thin old man, Lei Xiaoyao only glanced at it and knew that he had no hope in this life. Seeing that someone just looked up after entering the door, he continued to tinker with the things in his hands, and there were more than a dozen spiritual weapons on the shelves around him, and the magic weapon only had a black and purple delicate bowstring, which was still inferior.

"Why? Haven't you opened yet?"

"If I open a stage here, I might be able to make a profit. There is no admission fee, and the threshold has been stepped on a lot. ”

"Find a place to talk, maybe I can get you some blood here. ”

"Are you here to sell spiritual artifacts again? Forget it, the storehouse is full of hair, if we can take some away, we will be thankful. Even that magic weapon is about to lose its spirituality and is about to be scrapped. ”

"How can these old goods outside get into the eyes of the law and find a lonely and secluded place to be worthy of a good deal!"

"Really, I hope that the seniors can open a small store, whether it is buying or selling, it will not disappoint the seniors. ”

"Do you have to sell all this?" the two little eyes looked at Lei Xiaoyao in horror, and only after a moment did they squeeze out a sentence. In front of him, seven or eight spiritual weapons and magic weapons filled a case, most of which were demonic.

"Do you also buy the demonic attribute things here at a high price?"

"Uh——? it seems that the seniors have been wandering around the market for a long time, and the juniors still want to make a small profit secretly, hehehe!"

"Hmph, don't bother me, give me an authentic price, and there will naturally be a lot of good goods in the future. I'm from Xuanhu Castle, and you know how ...... rest!"

As long as the seniors can visit often, the small shop promises to give others a hundred percent of the price. ”

"As long as the medium-grade spirit crystal, the color is good. ”

"Okay!"

In half a month, the thirty-mile Fang Market was trampled by him several times, most of the useless things in his hands were basically disposed of, and some of the middle and high-grade spiritual materials brought back from the ruins were still retained. The main catch this time was to find a few main materials for making mecha beasts from an inconspicuous grocery store. From the hands of the old man of the 'one side of the world', he exchanged a high-grade magic weapon with a demon attribute and a low-grade magic weapon for a high-grade cold attribute magic weapon. It is self-evident that the refining master behind the scenes must be one of the three condensing infant realms of the Xiuhu clan.

What impressed him the most was the chief of the 'Deyuan Village', whose cultivation had been hovering at the peak realm, and he was still so frightened that he didn't speak for a long time. A whole storage bag of spirit crystals was thrown out, and a few bottles of 'Nian Long Pill' stored in the secret room were all included in the bag, which was a whole bag of high-grade spirit crystals! I thought that the price quoted was terrifying and people would bluff away in the future, but by the way, I was a little arrogant, but I was still swept away by people when I was dumbfounded with the storage bag.

'Nian Long Dan' was originally taken by monks in the late stage of the Jindan Realm, and it has always been placed there as a treasure in the town store, because the price is very expensive, only one bottle is sold in more than ten years. When Lei Xiaoyao proposed to take pictures of Dan Fang together, several people in the store immediately ran away without a trace, and directly and tactfully refused.

A wonderful red figure was sitting on the top of a tall tree, looking up at the deep sky with one hand on his cheek, and only floated down when he saw Lei Yao arrive.

"I came out a few days ago, and the really good stuff doesn't come out here, we need to find it with our own hands. ”

"Yes, the good news of Shuiyun Daoist friends can't have anything to do with this, right?"

"How could it not, it's like a lake that has been silent for years, just waiting for your pebble to fall. ”

"Where?"

"Heaven and Sea Secret Land!"

"Do you need to swear?"

"Giggles, it's really different from ordinary people, they don't ask me where I am. Swear or not, you're going to go. ”

"How many?"

"Seven! are all late-stage realms. ”

"Understood, there is a lack of one to open the door. ”

"Uh- Lei Daoyou is too straightforward, don't you want to ask how risky it is?"

"Is there still a danger of 'Yunzhao Jedi'? a few places where the late-stage realm can go, hehe......!"