Along the way, Xiao Sha Xiao Nao was cruel and barbaric. Xue Thirteen and Yao Rao walked through the teleportation array and entered a huge city in the Xuanwu Demon World.

Judging from the size of the city and the traces of time left by the building, this city called "Mist Valley" can probably be regarded as an old city of my grandfather. The river channel is filled with gurgling river water. Like the main city of human beings, there are also large areas of "farmland" outside the city, but the shape of the grain harvested in the fields is different from that of rice.

In addition, the system of the Magic City is completely different from that of the human city-state. In addition to focusing on agriculture, the most prosperous business in the main city of the human city is the variety of businesses. However, the trading of the Magic City gold bat seems to be based on metal utensils and slave industries, and even the transactions of clothing and food are extremely rare.

"No wonder Di Lan is so greedy. It turns out that the tradition of the demon clan is to eat these things. If I eat these things every day, I will be desperate to see the barbecue..."

Seeing some demons walking along the street taking out their pockets from their pockets and stuffing them into their mouths when they saw unskinned grains outside the city. It was like animals that only eat brown rice to satisfy their appetites. Yaorao immediately stuck out her tongue and sighed at Xue Shisan.

In pursuit of strength and survival, the life tradition of the demons has reduced food, entertainment and anything that has no effect on strength to a minimum.

"The culture is different, so when the human race possesses a rich land, the demons are so angry and constantly provoke wars and intend to fight for prosperity."

"But they forgot...their ancestors were the truly abominable invaders."

Blood Thirteen hit the word.

I saw this wise and foolish old man standing in place, looking around at the four corners of the entire city.

Looking at Xue Shisan's clear eyes, Yaorao believed that the old man had extended his terrifying spiritual sense to every corner of the giant city at this time.

"Come here." After pondering for a while, Xue Shisan lowered his voice and explained to Yaorao.

Before he finished speaking, Xue Shisan walked towards the Chengxi Magic Forging Factory, which made jingling sounds. Yaorao followed behind Xue Shisan without relaxing her vigilance.

They came to this city to find a strong man who was at the center of the Xuanwu Demon Clan, and unconsciously found out all the secrets about the Xuanwu Continent in his mind.

This "strong man" has no specific name or identity. As long as he meets the requirements, the first person to hit the gun of two people will be the unlucky person who is taken away by the soul!

After all, the innate emperor's expression of wanting to speak but still leaving a deep impression on the two of them.

If the innate emperor did not say anything and insisted on guiding Xue Thirteen and Yao Rao to Xuanwu, then the things hidden in Xuanwu world must have a great relationship with them.

"Master, shouldn't we go to the City Lord's Mansion? Why come to the Magic Artifact Trading Market?"

Yaorao saw more and more weapon shops and bustling demon warriors appearing in front of her, and couldn't help asking curiously. After all, in Yaorao's inherent concept, most of the city's masters live in the most magnificent courtyard in the center of the city.

"No hurry, hook a bigger fish."

Blood Thirteen smiled meaningfully, and did not forget to replenish with a proud look on his face.

"Also, stinky girl, don't forget what kind of person your master is."

Pinching his fingers, Xue Shisan deliberately shook his calloused hand in front of Yaorao's eyes. The thick cocoons immediately reminded Yaorao of the transformation of the Soul-Devouring Gun in the Dragon Transformation Pool.

"Oh! Master's hand is itchy!"

Yaorao immediately smiled knowingly, and suddenly thought that Xue Thirteen's weapon refining technique was at least at the level of a master.

The master and disciple walked on the street of the casting weapon in the Mist Valley Demon City, and it was not conspicuous that the place was full of armed demons. Some of them turned into human forms, while others still retained hideous demon horns and sharp demon scales. Xue Thirteen and Yaorao deliberately restrained their pressure, one was so old that she wrinkled skin and the other covered her face, completely submerged in the rolling demon tide.

Those who came to this street, except for the forging craftsmen with craftsmanship in the demon race, all of them came to look for magic weapons with coins.

Even though the Xuanwu human race was massacred and exterminated by the demon race tens of thousands of years ago, the demon race here still maintains its brave and combative nature. Some tall demon generals hung beside them with demon swords that were soaked in blood.

While wandering, the two weapons stall owners lined up and recommended the weapons in their hands to the past demons, and even the Thirteenth of Blood were pulled several times.

Although these demon forging masters speak a bit savage and clumsy, the businessmen there are the same and are never willing to give up any opportunity to complete a deal, so they try to squeeze out a friendly smile to the buyers.

However, this "kindness" ended when Xue Shisan suddenly turned around, took off his shirt and spread it on the ground.

Because at this time, Xue Shisan was already standing at the end of the two stalls, and his clothes were laid on the ground, just like all the small stalls selling magic weapons on the side. First, they covered the ground with fabric to cover the sand and stones on the ground. Then, this unreasonable street stall can open the door as long as it is placed on objects!

"Haha! It's so interesting!"

Yaorao laughed in her heart, and quickly stood beside Xue Shisan, and sat calmly on the ground like Xue Shisan.

At this time, the roles of the master and apprentice have transformed from a wandering crowd to a weapon stall owner. Except...their stalls, there is no such small mistake as a magic weapon.

From the moment he sat on the ground, a complimentary and rich expression similar to Yuan Fang's usual smile on his cheeks, as if he had already become the role of a slick boss.

It seems that in her eyes, the seller has nothing to sell is simply an issue that does not need to be considered.

"Damn! Where did you come from the blind guy who dare to rob my business so arrogantly!"

But when he saw the strangers Xue Shisan and Yaorao, the magic weapon stall owner sitting nearby began to relent.

There are rules for doing weapons business in Wugu City, and not everyone can interfere, because magic weapons are one of the most important industrial chains of the entire demon race.

Although every demon forging master only guards a shop the size of a cloth and can open a stall here, it must be close to the Lord of Wugu City, and then pay a lot of money to open important joints to make a stable living.

So although Blood Thirteen's black-clothed black-clothed magic weapon did not have half of the demon clan magic weapon, once he acted as a weapon seller and was not a familiar face, it would be like directly placing the most severe provocation to all the weapon stall owners.

As a powerful man from Kong Wu who was close to Xue Thirteen, he immediately shouted fiercely, dozens of tall demon stall owners came to Yaorao and Xue Thirteen with bad intentions. Their tall figures quickly blocked the faint light on the heads of the master and disciple.

Yaorao glanced at Xue Shisan, who was calm and calm, and knew that she was the life of being a dog by the old ghost, so she sighed and roared in her throat: "Gangda!"

The word "get out" is probably the most appropriate and used magic word Yaorao. While the roar was roaring, Yaorao's fingers were quickly inserted into the ground, just like using iron nails to insert tofu. The originally flat and hard ground immediately cracked with her fingers as the center!

Crack Crack Crack!

With the eyes of several demon magic weapon stall owners, the ground crack spread rapidly like a spider web, and directly tore the stalls of these weapon stall owners to pieces.

The weapons they thought were strong were directly split in the violent vibration, with the blade rolled, the spear broke, and the shield surface turned into dust...

The sound of metal shattering was endless, and Yaorao was now looking up and sweeping over the several powerful demon men who had transformed into himself and Xue Shisan with a ghost-like gaze.

"Help!"

"The villain is wrong!"

I didn't want to get a witch with me who was carrying a shabby old man who came to compete for business with me that had such combat power as a demon general in the city. These guys with faces that bully the weak and fear the strong immediately wailed around, and they didn't even have time to pick up their personal belongings in front of the stall. I guess they wouldn't appear in this market again for a long time.

Looking at the deserters who were running away with their heads in their arms, Xue Shisan sat calmly in the middle of the crack of the ground.

At this time, the cracks under him and the scary enchantment that was sitting in a hurry and closed his murderous intent and hugged his chest were all showing his aura and majesty. I believe that this scene fell into the eyes of all pedestrians and stall owners. If there are still guys who are not eyebrow dare to provoke, it would be lifeless!

Now within ten meters of the radius of blood, there was no second stall, so he sneered and pinched it with his two fingers of his right hand and scattered it on the ground. Half of the axe face that had just been broken by the enchantment and abandoned by the old master. With a slight force, a ball of extremely terrifying black evil fire burst out from his two fingers, wrapped in the axe face metal immediately melted it into metal liquid!

The terrifying black evil fire opened with extremely powerful pressure and firepower, and immediately forced the onlookers to retreat repeatedly. Although the fire was dark, its sharpness could not be seen directly with the naked eye!

For a moment, the entire street fell into a dead silence, because both passers-by and knowledgeable phantom forgeators rarely experience such amazing heat.

It seems that this entire time and space were instantly transported to the center of a fireworks of an active volcano!

"Oh my God! What kind of a terrible forging master is this?"

"Has the Grand Master come to our remote countryside?"

"I will be worth it for my life to be able to see the skills of the great master with my own eyes!"

"The young and innocent people who didn't know who they were guilty of. Don't look at the old and the young, and they were not familiar with their appearance and dressed in ordinary clothes, maybe some craftsman who had been in seclusion for many years had traveled around the world on a whim!"

"What will the magic weapon in his hand... be? No matter what object I make, I must buy it! This is a rare opportunity in a century!"

Compared to the forgeators' admiration for the superb skills of Blood Thirteen, the powerful demon warriors who were soaked in the blood demon sword on their waists burst into deep desire in their eyes!
Chapter completed!