The lonely moon hung high, and the sky and the earth were dark.

Thousands of miles in the sky, Yang Hao at this time was still doing penance.

Every breath will deprive a faint trace of heaven and earth aura from heaven and earth to expand one's meridians and strengthen one's own breath.

After half a ring, Yang Hao opened his eyes, the meridians in his body did not continue to expand, and his strength was still at the peak of the eightfold body refining realm.

Such a speed made Yang Hao quite depressed.

"Boy, don't be depressed!"

"Human martial artists during the body refining period pay attention to laying a good foundation, not the faster the better!"

Suddenly, the black star flashed, and a thin figure appeared in front of Yang Hao.

"Hey, Boss Bai, what are you doing here?"

Yang Hao asked in surprise.

"Come out for a stroll, see an idiot, and point at will!"

"Hey, hey, idiot?"

Yang Hao is full of black lines, and it is obvious that the idiot that Boss Bai said is himself.

"By the way, boy, you seem to be being targeted. ”

"I can sense that there is a faint aura watching you in the dark!"

"You're stupid!

"Don't just hang up. ”

"I can't say it, my old man will ask you again one day!"

It seems that his stupid image in Boss Bai's heart can't be changed for a while.

For Boss Bai, Yang Hao could feel that the other party seemed to have some past events that he didn't want to look back.

But in this period of getting along, although the other party is still poisonous, the ice in his heart is slowly melting.

Therefore, Bai Lao will guide himself slightly by laughing at himself.

"Uh-huh! ”

"It seems that the other party is taking me as a prey!"

Yang Hao licked his lips, and a trace of essence flashed in his eyes.

......

The morning sun is rising, and thousands of rays of light illuminate the whole world.

"Boom!"

The airship landed safely, and Yang Hao walked off the airship the same way.

What catches the eye is a steel giant city - the Southern Imperial City.

The Southern Imperial City is located in the corner next to another behemoth Demon Mist Forest.

From a certain point of view, this Southern Imperial City is like a giant mouth, constantly gnawing at the flesh and blood of the Demon Mist Forest.

In the past, this place was a deserted place, but since the first person covered in blood to obtain a huge wealth from the Demon Mist Forest, the Southern Imperial City seemed to rise from the ground overnight.

Judging by the richness alone, this Southern Imperial City is comparable to any megacity in the world.

This shows the terrible extent of its abundance.

Countless martial artists, huge families, super dynasties, and even sects that have been inherited for thousands of years are all salivating over this piece of fat.

As a result, countless warriors have joined this land.

Comparable to the level of abundance is the sea of corpses and blood buried under this city.

To enter the Southern Imperial City, you need to pay a certain amount of spirit stone to enter the city, which everyone knows.

After paying the fee, as soon as he stepped into the Southern Imperial City, Yang Hao experienced a battle himself.

Looking at the blood-drenched explosion scene for the first time, Yang Hao did not feel top-heavy and weak, but instead stimulated the long-hidden ferocity in his body.

For this, Boss Bai praised it with satisfaction.

"Boy, you look like you're still a little timid!"

Yang Hao, who finally got praise, was in a good mood at this time, so he walked around with steps.

The Southern Imperial City was much larger than the Liberty Bazaar, and there were countless streets, each wide enough for more than a dozen horse-drawn carriages to travel side by side.

The storefronts on the street are next to each other, densely packed, and the things sold in each shop are also different, some sell spirit stone spirit runes, some sell Warcraft magic cores, and even sell Warcraft that have been spelled, anyway, there is everything.

The people on the street are all fierce, and they have the feeling of fighting without saying a word.

It is possible that there is another bloody battle ahead.

The sound of hawking, cursing and screaming for help on the street was mixed together, and Yang Hao's ears were a little painful.

Yang Hao, who was in a panic, casually stepped into a sales shop.

As soon as I entered, I was stunned by what was displayed inside.

The magic core of the third-order demonic beast Flying Tiger.

The swordsmanship of the Yellow Rank - Phantom Sword.

A purple high-level rune—Purple Thunder Descends.

......

Looking at this exaggerated thing, Yang Hao shook his head, and after a casual stroll, he wanted to turn around and leave.

Generally, people who open shops in this kind of place have extremely tricky eyesight, and when Yang Hao came in, the other party judged that Yang Hao was at best here to take a look, and there was no need to attack.

"Come back, boy!"

"There's a good thing!"

"It's the scrap metal in the corner over there."

In his mind, there was a reminder from Boss Bai.

"Huh?"

"Boss, I don't have any extra spirit stones!"

Yang Hao responded.

"Fart! I know there's still stock in your bag!"

"Well, Boss, you can't be wrong. ”

"Rest assured. Your grandfather and I haven't degraded to that extent!"

Looking around, Yang Hao turned around and walked to somewhere in the corner of the store.

Raising what was in his hand, he asked.

"Shopkeeper, how do you buy this?"

When the shopkeeper saw that the thing in the other party's hand was a piece of scrap iron, his first reaction was.

"Is this kid here to smash the field!"

But looking at this piece of scrap iron, but a long time ago, I was still doing the things when I was licking blood on the edge of the knife to support the army.

Back then, when he and a group of mercenary brothers went to hunt demonic beasts in the Demon Mist Forest, they accidentally sneaked into a cemetery.

But the cemetery was full of dangers, and when he saw his brothers die tragically in front of him, he was left alone to the end, and found that the last treasure was a piece of scrap metal.

It was this encounter that made him disheartened, so he stopped being a mercenary and changed his career to become a businessman.

Seeing that the other party was holding the scrap iron, he quoted a price with a lot of emotion.

"100 first-grade spirit stones. ”

Definitely a profiteer, in a frenzy of bargaining.

Yang Hao delivered 80 in his murderous eyes.

Damn it! Sure enough, there is no business and no treachery!

......

When night falls, the streets are full of brilliant lights to bring the Southern Imperial City to its peak.

At this time, Yang Hao was holding a piece of scrap iron, looking for a place to stay.

"Boss, this thing cost me a lot of spirit stones!"

"No matter how I look at it, it's a piece of scrap metal!"

"Don't talk nonsense! Find a place to live first. ”

"When the time comes, I'll let you see the means of being a Celestial Rune Master. ”

"Save yourself from being verbose in front of my old man all day long!"

Coincidentally, several inns were overcrowded.

The exhausted Yang Hao could only look for them one after another.

So it's a coincidence that I found an inn with rooms at the city gate far from the city center.

As soon as I entered, I was surrounded by a strong smell of rotten wood.

I didn't have so much time to choose, so after choosing a room at random, I first adjusted it quietly.

Time passed minute by minute, and it was not until everything was quiet that Boss Bai came out.

"Here we go, boy Yang!"

Yang Hao opened his eyes, took out scrap iron, and was eager to try.

On the one hand, Yang Hao wanted to see what the good thing that Boss Bai was talking about.

On the other hand, in the past, this runemaster was a mysterious profession with magical implications.

This time, I finally showed my true style in front of my eyes.