Three days later.

Two dusty figures came to the entrance of the ghost market located under "Jiushou Mountain".

Ghost Market sounds gloomy.

Actually it's particularly lively.

Treasures and strong people are emerging one after another.

The eight major shops dominate the ghost market.

Each shop dominates several ghost streets, even dozens of ghost streets.

The eight major shops have a long history, and some shops are even longer than some second-rate forces inherited.

It is said.

Behind the eight major shops, there are first-class forces.

That's true.

Although the treasures in the ghost market are everywhere, there is no team dedicated to security, and few people dare to make trouble here.

Ghost Market Entrance.

There is a huge monument a hundred feet tall.

There are only two blood-red characters on the surface of the monument.

Ghost Market!

"Sect Master, we're here!"

A ghost eagle that has been away from the Ghost Market for a hundred years, stands at the entrance of the Ghost Market and looks out at the interior of the Ghost Market.

The world has changed, and things have changed. When thinking about many things in the past, I couldn't help but sigh and sigh.

"A hundred years ago, I came to Guishi for the first time. I was an elder of the Immortal Sect, and brought our outstanding disciples to Guishi to witness it."

"A hundred years have passed, and time has changed. Those generations of people who died and scattered, leaving only a few people. Looking back now, it is so sad!"

Ghost Eagle sighed and walked into the ghost market with Zhao Fang.

The essence of the ghost market is a large trading place.

But unlike the noisy and lively places in other places, the ghost market is very quiet.

Even on the street, there was no noise.

Quiet too much!

It makes people feel a little weird.

"Rumor is that there is a peerless and ferocious thing under the ghost market. Once the noise is loud, it will wake up the peerless and ferocious thing. Restrain the sound, and it will become a major feature of the ghost market."

"Over time, many people get used to the environment here. When trading, they are extremely quiet and orderly."

"It is precisely this reason that this place is called the Ghost Market!"

Ghost Eagle was beside Zhao Fang and explained softly.

The two of them ran around the ghost market, and the ghost eagle acted as a commentator and kept talking.

The dazzling array of immortal treasures in the ghost market also opened Zhao's eyes.

"The head of the sect, turn two streets in front and there is a shop run by the Immortal Formation Master."

Guiying looked at the distribution map of the Guicheng Commercial District that he had just bought, referred to his own location, pointed to the corner of the street in front and said.

"Yeah, let's go!"

The two of them moved quickly.

Just walked into the corner.

Sudden!

The strong wind blew, and the wind was mixed with a faint smell of powder. A face with a slightly panic look suddenly pounced into Zhao Fang's arms.

At that moment.

Zhao Fang felt that two meat mountains hit his chest hard.

Female?

Hitting the ball to hit someone?

Zhao Fang's mind flashed.

After a closer look, the one who bumped into his arms was a scholar with red lips and white teeth.

Although the other party was dressed in men's clothes, the smell of powder that was brought to him when he rushed in, as well as the two trembling meat mountains, all confirm one thing.

This is a woman dressed as a man.

"Well!"

The woman exhaled in pain, rubbed her forehead, and tears were almost coming out, staring at Zhao Fang with grievance:

"What did you do, your body is harder than a stone?"

Zhao Fang, who is extremely powerful in the power of the Nine Ox.

In terms of physical quality, it is indeed very strong.

The muscles are hard and full of texture, which is definitely not comparable to ordinary foundation-building periods.

"You bumped into my arms by yourself, are you still right?"

Zhao Fang was also very upset.

The woman was about to speak, but a commotion came from the street not far behind her. The woman was so shocked that she complained. She swallowed it immediately, left Zhao Fang aside, turned around and ran away.

"Stone man, go and block those people for me. I will be rewarded if I look back!"

The woman ran away and turned around and shouted.

Zhao Fang rolled his eyes and complained in his heart:

'This woman is too presumptuous. I don't know you, so I'll keep you from having a yarn for you.'

After shaking the powder on his body, Zhao Fang was about to continue moving forward with Guiying.

"bite!"

"Congratulations to the player, triggering a C-level mission, 'I roar with an injustice when I see unfairness'."

"Task requirements: Help the target get rid of the pursuit of the person behind him, mission reward: 5,000 immortal points, 30,000 immortal power."

“…”

"System, you can join in the fun too!"

Zhao Fang was speechless immediately.

This is not a big deal to watch the fun.

Although he was worried about the system in his heart, Zhao Fang was reluctant to give up with such a huge number as Wu Qianxianyuan pointed.

"Average tasks cannot be compared with the main tasks. They are also C-level, and the task reward for the "Construction Immortal Gate" of the main tasks is as high as 100,000 immortality points, but this task only has five thousand immortality points."

Zhao Fang couldn't help but shake his head.

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

At the corner, several streams of light rushed towards us, and the breath was unconcealed.

at the same time.

Behind him, there was also a breath that came oppressing him.

The woman who had just run away was forced back again.

Fighting forward and backward!

Zhao Fang Guiying and the scholar who disguised as a man were surrounded in this alley.

"You are not running very fast, why are you back?"

Zhao Fang was unhappy and dragged himself into the water, and said sarcastically.

"snort."

The woman snorted coldly, "If you have this leisure, you might as well think about how to get out."

"The twelve late stages of Qi training, three foundation-building three levels, two foundation-building five levels, and one half-step fake pill?"

The Ghost Eagle's eyes were slightly condensed and his voice was solemn, "Sir, you're in a little trouble!"

"The head?"

The woman glanced at Zhao Fang suspiciously, and then said disdainfully: "Your cultivation is still the leader? It seems that your power is also a small force that is not as good as the level!"
To be continued...