The Strongest Tribe

In the stone workshop, Xia Tuo didn't speak, and Shidao was sweating profusely. For a while, his whole body felt cold, lest Xia Tuo would make a sudden attack.

In Beacon City, it is not only whoever has the hardest fist can survive, but also has to test his eyesight. This is the experience he has gained from living in Beacon City for many years.

The damned thing, it's cheaper for him to die, and the thing without eyes doesn't look at people when it strikes.

Shi Dao's eyes didn't even look at the headless adopted son on the ground, he took out a spiritual object emitting purple light from his bosom, and handed it to Xia Tuo.

This is an apology.

My lord, please accept it

Xia Tuo took the purple light object, turned around and left the stone workshop, Shi Dao couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, looking at the strong men around him with a pair of eyes, a flash of sharpness flashed in his eyes, Xia Tuo couldn't deal with it, deal with these guys who came to eat meat, He's still fine.

Leaving the stone workshop and walking on the stone road in the city, Xia Tuo played with the purple aura in his hand.

This piece of purple spar is the size of a baby's fist. It looks like stone but not stone, wood but not wood, and its material cannot be discerned. There is a black spot hidden in it, but the purple light flickers. It is impossible to tell what the black spot is, and it even isolates the soul. Conscious peeping.

In the end, he put the purple light spirit into the storage space, and brought it back to the tribe for Fat Brother to take a look at.

Then I wandered around in Fenghuo City. I came to Fenghuo City because I was curious about the slave owner, and the other was to see if I could get news about the small world of Pidijing.

Fenghuo City covers an area of ​​hundreds of miles and is controlled by a strong casual cultivator. As for whether this strong casual cultivator is a slave owner, Xia Tuo wandered around the city for a long time without hearing any news about the slave owner.

Obviously, things about slave owners are hidden in the dark, and the warriors who come and go to Fenghuo City do not know the secrets.

Maybe some people are the masters of Fenghuo city on the surface, but they are slave masters secretly.

Half a day later, he heard interesting news that there was a ghost market in Fenghuo City, and there were many shady things from the surrounding areas, large and small tribes in the ghost market.

As the largest chaotic ancient city in the surrounding area, Fenghuo City gathered warriors from all sides to barter.

The most famous thing is that a hundred years ago, an ancient sword appeared in Fenghuo City, and since this ancient sword flowed out of Fenghuo Ghost City for the first time, it has appeared in Ghost City eight times in the past century.

almost every once in a while,

The ancient sword will reappear in the ghost market, and those who get the ancient sword will die unexpectedly. Whether it is a big elder or a famous strong casual cultivator, without exception, they all perish after getting the ancient sword, and those who die miserable.

Hearing this news, Xia Tuo's first reaction was that it's a pity that Fat Brother is not here, and the ghost market is Fat Brother's home field.

The wide stone road is covered with stalls, all of them are people, and each of them exudes a fierce aura. If you want to gain a foothold in Fenghuo City, you must be more ruthless than others, whoever is not ruthless will not be able to stand firmly.

As he walked, Xia Tuo stopped in his tracks. He noticed that there was a breath behind him that followed him two blocks away. Among the passing crowd, the young man in leather armor did not run away, but walked straight to meet Xia Tuo. come up.

At a distance of ten feet, the young man clasped his fists at Xia Tuo.

This lord, the deacon of the lower city lord's mansion, was ordered to give you a Ghost City Ghost Order!

As he said that, the young man handed over a dark iron-cast diamond-shaped token, and seeing Xia Tuo catch it, he bowed back again and quickly disappeared into the crowd.

Ghost City Order.

The voucher to enter the ghost city of Fenghuo City.

Xia Tuo played with this Ghost Market Token, which seemed to be cast from black iron, exuding coldness, with animal patterns engraved on it, a grinning grimace on the front, and a monster with three heads on the back.

Fenghuo City is really weird. What happened in the stone workshop earlier fell into the eyes of Fenghuo City Lord's Mansion. I didn't expect the City Lord's Mansion to have such a strong control over the city.

Not long after that, they came to the door.

...

At night, Fenghuo City was still very noisy, warriors shuttled back and forth in the city, and the stalls on the stone road were still full of people.

This is not a ghost city, the real ghost city is on the street near the center of the city.

At night, the street in front of the city lord's mansion will be sealed by ghost soldiers, and those who get the ghost market order can enter the ghost market. At that time, whether they get treasures or stones depends on their own eyesight.

As for the warriors on the surrounding streets, there is no ghost market order, and they cannot enter the ghost market, so they set up a stall outside, hoping that someone will come out of the ghost market and see if they can exchange for something.

Outside the stone road near the ghost market, a group of ghost soldiers dressed in black and wearing grimace masks stood guard, checking the ghost market orders of warriors coming and going.

Xia Tuo saw that several people in front of him were holding different ghost market orders from the one in his hand. Every warrior who held a ghost market order would get a grimace mask and a wide cloak.

Different ghost market orders, the ghost face masks obtained are also different, he saw a total of three kinds of ghost face masks.

The aura on the warrior with the white grimace is that of an ordinary warrior of the Tianmai Realm, and even a warrior of the Mountain Opening Realm.

The red grimace mask, the strength of the recipient is someone who is not weak in the Tianmai Realm, and has opened up at least 20 Tianmai.

The black grimace mask is worn by warriors at the peak of Tianmai.

When it was Xia Tuo's turn, he took out the ghost market order given to him by the young man during the day, and the ghost soldier who checked the ghost market order gave him a purple grimace mask.

The ghost market order is divided into several levels, the lowest level is the wandering soul order, and the warriors who have obtained the wandering soul order are also the most, that is, the warriors wearing white grimace masks.

Above Wandering Soul is Ye Youshen, who is an ordinary Tianmai realm warrior wearing a red-faced ghost mask.

Above the night god is the day god, wearing a black face mask.

The highest level is the purple grimace mask in Xia Tuo's hand, and it is also the highest level of the ghost order, representing the strength of the God of Tibet.

This is the rule set by the people behind the ghost market to distinguish the strength of the warriors participating in the ghost market.

The people behind the ghost market call the ghost city ghosts, and among the ghosts there are ghost messengers, ghost soldiers, ghost generals, judges, impermanence, etc., all of which are subordinates of the ghost master, the person behind the ghost market.

Entering the ghost city, Xia Tuo always felt that the void above the center of the city was covered with a layer of faint black mist, which cut off the moonlight and made the street a little more gloomy.

The scene in the ghost market is different from that of the outside world. Today, there are no stalls on the entire street. Figures wearing large cloaks and ghost masks hurried towards the city lord's mansion.

Outside the city lord's mansion, the witch talisman flickered, forming a pathway shining with silver light.

Ghost, it turned out to be a ghost. The ghost master opened the ghost. Could it be that there is a treasure appearing this time?

Hurry up, ghosts haven't appeared for five or six years, maybe this time there might really be a heavy treasure.

Figures walked past Xia Tuo's side one by one, and faint voices reached his ears, with excitement in his tone.

The ghost in Fenghuo City is a small secret cave, which was changed into a place of barter by the ghost master. However, this barter secret does not appear often, and the last time it appeared was six years ago.

At that time, three treasures appeared in the ghost monster, the cursed ancient sword, the witch seal, and the heart of the fire spirit.

The Ancient Cursed Sword is the ancient sword that has appeared eight times in a hundred years. Everyone who gets the ancient sword will die, so it is named the Ancient Cursed Sword.

Wu Zun Wu Yin is the essence of the witch talisman that a strong Wu Zun has been enlightened all his life. Don't look at Qiaoer's promotion to Wu Zun so easily. rare.

The seal of Wu Zun ten years ago was obtained by the Luoshuibo tribe, and was inherited by a wizard in his clan, and now he has become a real Wu Zun.

As for the heart of the fire spirit, it is the manifestation of the Dao rhyme of fire, and one can quickly comprehend the Dao talisman of fire.

Six years ago, the person who got the Heart of Fire Spirit was a strong casual cultivator who had already cultivated to the Divine Hidden Realm. Unfortunately, not long after he got the Heart of Fire Spirit, he was killed by an elder from the Eastern Huolingbo tribe, and the heart of Fire Spirit was taken away. take away.

Although the treasure is good, if you want to survive, you really have to weigh yourself and do what you can.

Following the crowd, Xia Tuo entered the ghostly creature. This is a small secret cave with undulating mountains. After entering, the crowd directly appeared in a valley.

The cave in the secret realm is very dark, and there is a bronze fire platform around the valley, burning raging fire, illuminating the valley, and the dancing flames reflect the dancing figures, like ghosts and shadows.

In the deepest part of the valley was a tall stone platform, under which stood ten ghost soldiers in black armor and ghost masks, each of whom possessed the peak strength of Tianmai.

On the stone platform, stood a short man with a ghostly smile, who was the judge of the ghost market.

Xia Tuo entered the ghostly creature, and the purple grimace mask on his face scared many people.

As he walked forward, the figures in front of him were about to lose their temper, but when they saw the mask, they froze and stepped out of the way.

Ghost Venerable, this is the top powerhouse among ghost creatures.

In Xia Tuo's view, ghosts are more like an auction. Under the high platform are rows of stone chairs. He sat casually on a stone chair in front, waiting for the opening of the ghost market auction.

Next, a lot of figures came in one after another, and each found a place to sit down, but there were no figures sitting on the stone chairs around Xia Tuo's front, back, left, and right.

In addition, the warriors who entered the ghost beast, and the ordinary masked soul wanderers, fell far behind and did not dare to go forward. This is the experience handed down from the previous ghost beasts, accumulated with countless blood and bones.

The ghosts are opened, life and death are determined by fate and wealth, and the treasures exchanged from the ghosts cannot be regarded as your own. Only when you walk out alive can you count them as your own.

For example, a martial artist exchanged for a piece of spirit crystal, at this time the fight started, the one who paid the money might die early, and it is not sure who got the spirit crystal in the end.

The ghost market doesn't prevent anyone from killing. After the treasure is easy to come out, they have already been rewarded, so whoever owns the treasure depends on their ability.

Hearing this rule, Xia Tuo felt that the ghost market was very good at doing things.

Because he has no money.

So getting resources with your fists, that's nice and powerful.

Half an hour later, the ghost came in without the warrior, and the dwarf judge standing on the stone platform, with a ghostly mask exuding coldness.

Everyone, welcome to Ghost Creature. I am the judge of Ghost Creature, and I preside over this barter meeting by the order of the Ghost Master.

The judge's voice was a little hoarse, and it spread around, making people feel cold all over.

Wearing a purple mask on his face, the outside world couldn't see the changes in his expression clearly. Xia Tuo looked at the stone platform, and he became more and more interested in Fenghuo City.

The little man on the stage is a strong man in the divine state.

Such a person is enough to open up a Bobu in the outside world, but is willing to remain unknown in this dark and gloomy place. Is it a distortion of the mind?

Or a mental disorder?

Or which tendon is wrong?

The first treasure, the cursed ancient sword.

Then a black light flashed in the judge's hand, and a rusty ancient sword about three feet long appeared in everyone's eyes, and there was a sense of vicissitudes and simplicity overflowing from a long distance away.

Wow!

The moment the cursed ancient sword appeared, the atmosphere in the whole field suddenly became chaotic.

The sword really reappeared.

Ninth time!

It has been only six years since the last time it appeared, and the person who got this ancient sword last time was Luo Hongfeng, the supreme elder of the Luojia tribe.

At this moment, everyone was very concerned about the safety of Elder Luo Taishang.

The ghost judge didn't hide it, and opened his mouth to curse the ancient sword, telling everyone that this sword has already killed eight masters, and anyone who is not afraid of death can follow it.

Xia Tuo looked at the ancient sword, which was about three feet long. The blade was broad and thick, in the shape of an octagonal sword. Under the rust, you could vaguely see the concave and convex animal patterns.

There is a dragon button on the hilt, and the hilt shows a dragon pattern.

The ancient sword exudes an ancient charm, no matter how you look at it, it can't be seen that eight masters have been killed.

Xiao Jianjian is very fierce.

Five hundred spirit crystals.

At this time, a ghost with a purple mask sitting in the front row of the stone chair spoke out.

Of course, five hundred spirit crystals are too low for the ancient sword. When the ancient sword first appeared, it was raised to 50,000 spirit crystals by several ghost masters.

It's a pity that the value of the ancient sword continues to drop with every bite of the master, and it has almost fallen below the casting fee right now.

After his voice fell, the entire venue was silent, no one said a word, even the other three purple ghost-faced ghosts were silent.

Everyone is congratulating silently, the ninth master of the ancient sword has embarked on the road of death.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, this purple-faced Ghost Venerable's aura swelled, and he suppressed it after a few breaths. He was originally holding the attitude of giving it a try, but he didn't expect that no one would counter-offer.

That's embarrassing.

The cursed ancient sword belongs to this Lord Guizun.

Seeing that no one bid again, the judge shook his head slightly, but a sword has been sold nine times, and it can still squeeze out five hundred spirit crystals, which is not bad.

Speaking of which, the judge threw the ancient sword towards the purple-faced ghost master, but the next moment, a spirit crystal appeared in the hands of the purple-faced ghost master, flew across the air, and collided with the ancient sword.

Then the spirit crystal shattered, the ancient sword fell downwards, and the tip of the sword plunged into the ground.

The next moment, a river of spiritual light appeared on the purple-faced Guizun, and five hundred spirit crystals flew to the stone platform. He didn't want the ancient sword, but the spirit crystals dared not refuse to pay.

ps There are only two changes today. I have coded 8,000 words, but I can’t code. I have suffered from severe insomnia in the past two days. In addition to the hot weather, I am completely dazed today, dizzy, and have a feeling of vomiting.

No more changes tonight, take a rest.

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