After separating from Yang Ye, Xiao Yang flapped his white firework wings and returned to the ghost realm again. After Yang Ye confiscated the resources of the bone gate, he returned to his territory with his Qingye gate.

A place like the ghost world is not suitable for his development.

Although it is all about becoming stronger, everyone takes a different path.

"After giving Ji Yan 300,000 yuan, the existing spirit jade has already been squandered. It seems that it is time to find a place to trade the trophies obtained from the Danlou." Looking down on the building below, Xiao Yang floated down, and after buying a black robe, he wandered leisurely on the street.

For him now, the clothes he used in the past are really small.

Thunder desert city.

This ancient city is the center of the Ghost Realm. The area is no less than the three medium-sized empires. Some of the more famous forces will choose to set up branches here.

Such as Xiao Lei Tian.

Another example is the Mad Lion Palace.

As for the Langyaque and the poisonous scorpion gate, there is no need to say more. Their sect is located here. It is said that more than 90% of the spirit kings in the ghost world are gathered in this ancient city.

There is no other reason.

The resources and convenience here are not comparable to other areas.

"Last time I came here, I was only an eighth-order spirit emperor. At that time, even if I met the weakest spirit king, I had to turn around and run away." Xiao Yang shook his head and smiled.

In the past three years, his apparent strength has not broken through, but his true combat strength has risen exponentially.

"Treasurer, how much can you charge for these things." Walking into a shop, Xiao Yang waved his palm, and a dazzling array of products lined up on the counter.

The shopkeeper who was expressionless just now opened his eyes wide.

"Six-Rank Pill, Shuiyue Pill's prescription? A single horn of a giant blood armor? A medium throne-level spirit crystal, a Hundred Blood Nest?"

The shopkeeper looked at him, and suddenly gave a jealous look, and raised his head with a weird look: "Little brother, where did you get these things? As far as I know, it seems that only Zuo Yansi is the only medicine for Shuiyue Dan. Yes, I heard that his Danlou was wiped clean a few years ago."

"It is indeed from Danlou." Xiao Yang smiled.

"Little brother, forgive me, I dare not accept these things." The shopkeeper hurriedly waved his hand: "Zuo Yansi is dead, but his friend is still alive. If he brings a few spirit kings over, he can't take it. My shop is flat."

"Don't dare?" Xiao Yang looked surprised.

"Don't say it's me, even those larger shops don't dare to accept these hot potatoes. In case Zuo Yansi's friend comes and forces me to hand it over, should I give it or not?" With a drooping face: "If you don't believe it, just take these things and ask them one by one."

"In that case, I will bother you." Xiao Yang turned and left.

"Treasurer, that person wouldn't be Xiao Yang, right?" Xiao Er asked suspiciously behind him.

"Honestly do your job and take care of so much." Turning around and screaming, the shopkeeper sighed slightly while looking at the direction Xiao Yang was leaving.

If nothing happens, this young man should be Xiao Yang.

There are many people in Lei Huangcheng who are interested in him.

"These things are too expensive, and the small ones are meager and unaffordable. Xiongtai should look elsewhere."

"Zuo Yansi's things? Don't you dare to accept it."

After being repeatedly rejected, Xiao Yang walked on the street, throwing the empty boundary stone amusedly. Even if he died, his remaining prestige was still there. The influence of the Sixth Rank Alchemist was evident.

"Fine."

Xiao Yang quickened his pace and walked towards a familiar position.

Ghost city.

This place is born to sell stolen goods, not to mention the legacy of the sixth-rank alchemist, it is the product of some powerful spirit kings killing people and surpassing goods, which is common here.

Here, it can be described as a dark paradise.

"Six-Rank Pill Black Withered Dragon Yin Pill? Looking at the quality, there should be a 30% chance that the spirit beast with the true dragon bloodline can control the power of the dragon, right? One hundred thousand spirit jade, can you sell it?"

"Spirit medicine Nine Dragon Clover Flower? A rare thing. I have been looking for it for a long time. This dear friend, if we meet, I will have a chance. I will drop two thousand spirit jade and I will buy it."

"..."

Wearing a mask of evil spirits, Xiao Yang sat cross-legged behind the stall, selling items one after another, and the amount of spiritual jade he obtained in just half an hour exceeded 400,000.

After all, these are the treasures of the alchemy forces.

Gradually, as the number of items decreased, the crowd of people who came to ask the price gradually became thinner, and even for about a quarter of an hour, no one could speak.

"Woo!"

Lying on Xiao Yang's shoulders, Chi Yan shook his little tail and stared straight at the crowd. Suddenly, there was a vigilance and guard in its eyes.

A woman in white clothes suddenly stopped when she passed in front of Xiao Yang's booth, and then without warning, she lightly leaned down and stared at Xiao Yang without blinking. The breath exuding from her body seemed to be empty. The fragrance reveals a warm smell.

"Excuse me, do you have anything~lightnovelpub.net~Xiao Yang raised his head suspiciously.

However, the white-clothed woman didn't mean to answer his question at all. She still looked at him, and Xiao Yang was fluttering.

Lowering his head, Xiao Yang looked at his robe and touched his mask again. After making sure that there was nothing, he said depressed, "This lady, do we know each other?"

"Knowing, naturally knowing." The woman's red lips curled slightly, and the voice that came out was as soft as running water, soft and trembling: "To some extent, I saved you."

Saved me?

Xiao Yang froze, not knowing why.

"Are you... a peak owner of Thirteen Peaks?"

The woman shook her head with a smile.

"Could it be an old friend who broke through to the Spirit King?"

The woman is still smiling.

"Then who are you." If you can take off the mask, you can definitely find that Xiao Yang's forehead is already covered with black lines. This is the first time he has seen such a strange person.

"I'm here to help you." The woman said softly.

"Sister, what do you have to say, just say it..."

"boom!"

The surging spiritual power erupted from the woman's body, and Xiao Yang immediately seemed to be facing a big enemy, cold sweat came out of his body with a scream, under the majestic pressure, he was like a small boat in the huge wave Like, it will be torn apart at any time.

"Give you three breaths, change your name." The woman looked at Xiao Yang with a smile.

"This girl..." Xiao Yang was speechless to the extreme: "You are a powerful spirit king, why bother to tease me? It's not a matter of a word to kill or cut."

"How do you know that I am a powerful Spirit King?" The woman smiled. She stared at Xiao Yang, and just about to say something, a harsh voice suddenly rang from behind.

"Yeah, Lang Li, they all say that there are so many good things in the ghost market, but when I just entered, I saw the best."

(End of this chapter)