The sandbank inexplicably turned into an endless desert, and countless lives completely disappeared. In the end, the entire continent was covered by countless dead deserts, leaving only three oasis, one of which was occupied by countless terrifying beasts, becoming an extremely ferocious oasis of ferocious beasts.

In the oasis, there is also a market for casual cultivators. It is also an ancient city.

Most of the ancient city are casual cultivators, and there are a large number of casual cultivators. Of course, there are also sect disciples. However, even if the sect disciples enter here, they will not have any special status. If one or two cultivators disappear in the sandbank, it is absolutely not surprising. The desert storms of death in cities everywhere in the sandbank are filled with sand beasts and contain powerful ferocious beasts.

Among the casual cultivators, there are even more mixed things, including the upright, the Demon Sect, and the cultivators of all temperaments can clearly touch them in the ancient city and feel them. Fortunately, once they leave the city, they will rob and kill and plunder, almost every moment, and those with weak cultivation dare not leave the market easily.

In such a chaotic environment, it is more likely that the disciples of the sect will have trouble.

Sects and casual cultivators themselves have an unspeakable conflict, and there are unreconciliational conflicts between them. Sects look down on casual cultivators. Under sect discrimination, they are even more secretly hostile to sect disciples. They usually have no chance, but in the sandbank, they directly reveal their hostility in their hearts. Often, groups of people hunt sect disciples.

This scene also makes those sect disciples who have to come to Shazhou who have something to do often position their identity as casual cultivators when entering Shazhou, and dare not easily reveal their identity as sect disciples. They are afraid that they can't go out.

But here has become a holy place in the minds of casual cultivators. A large number of casual cultivators gather here.

There are three oasis, one is an oasis of ferocious beasts, and the other is an oasis of gatherings of casual cultivators. It is called the Oasis of freedom, and the third is an oasis of death. In that oasis of death, although there are countless mountains, forests, green grass and abundant water sources, but for some reason, anyone who enters the oasis, no matter who is a ferocious beast, a sand beast, or a monk, will suddenly fall, die, and be buried in the oasis as long as they enter.

In an instant, the dead will completely turn into strange mummies, piled up in the entire oasis, causing the oasis to fall into the shadow of death. It is rumored that even if the five-tribulation true person who reached the ninth level of heaven enters the oasis, he will still be unable to hold on for an hour and will die.

The Five Tribulation True Persons that were ruined in it are definitely not one or two.

The corpses that turned into mummies had already accumulated everywhere, and even the ground was covered.

This oasis of death, not to mention monks, even ferocious beasts, would not exist. It is as fear as snakes and scorpions.

Rumor has it that there is a terrible existence, an invisible ban, and a terrible curse in the oasis of death.

In the oasis of scattered cultivators, a huge ancient city stands up. This ancient city is marked with countless dense restrictions. The ancient city is so big that it can accommodate tens of millions of monks in it.

Magnificent!!

On the ancient city, a bronze plaque was hung, and the plaque was marked with - City of Freedom!!

In the city, a kind of freedom is conveyed. In the city, countless monks enter and exit freely, and the aura they exudes on their bodies is also different, making them look extremely messy and free.

In the city, courtyard houses stand up, and there are various restaurants and shops everywhere, which look extremely prosperous. There are a large number of monks setting up street stalls in each area.

The city seems extremely prosperous, and various transactions are underway anytime and anywhere.

At this moment, in a beast treasure shop selling ferocious beast materials.

A young man in a scattered cultivator robe stood in the store, holding a storage bag in his hand, poured it out casually, and the remaining bodies of ferocious beasts that emitted fierce aura, poured out from the storage bag one after another. Each, even the weakest, had the existence comparable to the fifth level of heaven. The highest level of heaven actually had the pressure of the eighth level of heaven.

The man's eyebrows were filled with a wisp of old-fashioned charm, and his facial features were not prominent. He could only be said to be an ordinary person, and his body exuded an indescribable atmosphere of a Confucian scholar. His body was always upright and unyielding. Just standing in the store, he naturally conveyed a temperament that cannot be ignored.

When people first saw him, they could not feel any disgust.

"Old Xu, is this the body of the ferocious beast that was traded this time? As before, as usual, half of it was replaced by the boy with Linglong rice and half with me with the Soul-raising Pill."

The young man said slowly, and a stereotyped charm naturally appeared in his voice.

"Little Friend Lu is truly powerful. Every time he goes out to hunt beasts, he can get such a rich harvest. Well, according to the old rules, this is the Linglong rice and Soul-raising Pill you want."

In the store, a white-haired old man waved his hand to put away the goods, took out a storage bag and a jade box, nodded secretly, pondered with kindness, pushed the thing to the young man, and said, "My friend, I want to remind you in advance that because of your relationship, I spared no effort to collect the soul-raising pill. Now, in the city, almost all the soul-raising pills have been completely collected, I am afraid that it will be difficult to collect the amount you need from now on. My friend must be mentally prepared."

"The soul-raising pill has already been called on Nirvana?"

When the young man heard this, his hands that picked up the storage bag and the jade box trembled violently.

The old-fashioned face, which had no expression, became a little ugly. He put away the jade box and storage bag, looked at the old man, and said slowly: "Old Mr. Xu, can't you really receive the Soul-raising Pill in the future?"

The words convey a touch of caution and tension.

When Mr. Xu heard this, he shook his head and said, "It is extremely rare to refine the materials for the soul-raising pill. The soul-raising grass is used. The soul-raising grass lives in the ancient battlefield, and even some areas with extremely strong death aura. Moreover, it is extremely difficult to grow and cannot be used as medicine for more than three hundred years. So the soul-raising pill is used relatively little. Recently, my friend bought it on a large scale, which has consumed all the inventory in the city."

A meaning has been clearly revealed in the voice.

When the young man heard this, he frowned, not much, and turned around and walked out of the store.

"Little friend."

Just as he was about to walk out of the store, Mr. Xu suddenly said, "I also know that you have a sister whose heart was severely damaged during the battle, and her soul was broken away from one soul and one soul, and she eventually fell into a coma and was confused. She must use Linglong rice to nourish her heart and heart, nourish her soul with the Soul-nourishing Pill, and maintain vitality in the body. However, although this can be maintained for a while, it cannot be maintained for a lifetime. If you want to save your sister, maybe there is an existence that can help you."

He felt a little compassion at any time, and Mr. Xu spoke out a sentence.

"I dare to ask Mr. Xu, who is this person?"

When the young man heard this, his body shook and almost immediately turned around and asked.

"I wonder if my friend has heard of the underworld."

Mr. Xu did not say it immediately, but asked.

"The underworld, the one you are talking about is the lord of the underworld, the king of the hell, Yan Resurrection!!"

When the young man heard this, he immediately reacted, and a hint of hesitation appeared between his eyebrows. How could anyone in the entire Blood Moon Realm really have never heard of? The name of the King of Hell is spread all over the world. Who would not know the King of Hell and the King of Hell who is now at its peak?

The young people also changed a little about the underworld.

He naturally knew that the concept of the underworld was to support the righteous spirit for heaven and earth, to distinguish good and evil for sentient beings, to guide the souls of all sentient beings, and to reorganize the rules for heaven and earth. These are all supreme ambitions that move heaven and earth.

The underworld not only says that, but also does it.

The area covered by the underworld's legal net ultimately made the entire Manzhou's atmosphere soar. The atmosphere changed drastically. It was rumored that in Manzhou, there were no more monks who dared to do anything randomly, and no one dared to do anything that would easily activate Tianqing. The strength shown by the underworld shocked the sects of Manzhou.

I'm afraid that if I don't wait until I do it, I will be attacked by the underworld's conquest army.

"Yes, the King of Hell established the underworld, claiming to be in charge of reincarnation and attracting the dead souls. The ability to travel through the yin and yang realms is enough to prove the strength of the underworld. The King of Hell is a ghost clan, cultivates the soul and does the thing to attract the dead souls. He is in a completely different underworld from ours. We are helpless about the injuries of your sister's soul-lossing and soul-losing, but in the underworld, in the underworld, and in the eyes of the King of Hell, this may not be an incurable injury."

Mr. Xu said slowly.

In his words, there was a hint of unspeakable awe and taboo for the underworld, the underworld, and the King of Hell. This is a terrible taboo in the hearts of countless monks.

"Yama?"

When the young man heard this, he frowned slightly, but it stretched out in a blink of an eye. After pondering, he said, "Thank you Mr. Xu, please remind me that if my sister is saved, Lu will definitely come to thank you for your old advice. However, the boy is afraid that he will leave the sandbank and leave this city of freedom."

"Haha, my friend is going well. I believe that with my friend's sincerity, I will definitely find a good result for your sister." Mr. Xu nodded and smiled.

The young man named Lu Qing suddenly came to the City of Freedom a year ago. He was very subtle and powerful, revealing the powerful cultivation of the Four Tribulation True Man. After doing nothing else, he directly participated in hunting beasts and hunted beasts, and exchanged the precious materials on the beasts for Linglong rice and Soul-raising Pills.

Linglong rice is a kind of spiritual valley, which is said to be a spiritual valley grown from the seven orifices Linglong heart. It is not only full of vitality, but also often consumed, which has a huge nourishing power for one's heart. It can cleanse the body. In the blood moon realm, this is an extremely precious spiritual valley, and the price is extremely luxurious.
Chapter completed!