I Hang Up In the Fantasy World

"I hang up in the fantasy world (

In the underground black market, Zhang Yi set foot on the third floor of Mingyou Pavilion.

This is the industry of Taoist Mingtuo, and it is also the most interesting place in the underground black market. It is not open to ordinary saints, and only a small number of people can meet the conditions.

And Zhang Yi has exactly this qualification.

At this time, under the leadership of the maid, Zhang Yi successfully reached the top floor of Mingyou Pavilion.

This is a small space on one side, and it can be seen at a glance. Zhang Yi looked at it, except for some maids to accompany, there are only a few saints who have really entered the third floor.

But these few people are all well-cultivated, their eyes are bright and bright, and the body surface has a faint blood color.

Obviously, these are not good people.

The arrival of Zhang Yi undoubtedly attracted the attention of some people. Several people cast their gazes to examine, and various thoughts flashed in their hearts.

When Zhang Yi felt this scene, he moved in his heart and took the initiative to disperse a trace of breath.

Feeling the coercion in it, those secretly scrutinizing eyes immediately disappeared, no longer paying attention to Zhang Yi.

Showing enough strength is often the best shield, otherwise people will inevitably be stared at when entering and leaving some places.

Zhang Yi knew this truth.

As for the maid who led Zhang Yi, of course she didn't know about the secret confrontation, she just took care of the customer Zhang Yi with all her heart.

"Is there a space stone here?"

Zhang Yi knocked back his secret gaze, but did not leave first, but asked calmly.

"If it is a mid-grade or lower space stone, the Mingyou Pavilion does have it."

The maid replied politely.

"Mid-grade and below..."

"The mid-grade space stone can be used to forge some treasures, but it's not what I need."

"It seems that the martial arts materials involving the first-level treasures are quite precious, and they cannot be collected in a short time."

Zhang Yi shook his head in his heart.

He didn't change his expression, waved his hand, and then repelled the maid, and then he was alone on the third floor to investigate.

There are not many treasures placed on the third floor, that is, a dozen or so.

But at the moment of insight, Zhang Yi can see that these dozen or so pieces are all rich and generous, and the inner spiritual energy is surging, obviously they are all high-grade.

"Isn't this Ten Thousand Flowers Snake Scales?"

Zhang Yi glanced over the exhibits, and suddenly, his expression changed and he looked at one thing.

It was a spirit snake scale stained with strong breath and blood, from the snake king.

This is not what Zhang Yi needs. The reason why he is a little shocked is another thing.

"The scales are blue with a hint of golden streamer. This is the life scale of the Ten Thousand Flower Spirit Snake whose cultivation is approaching the Fourth Heaven."

"Who is it that actually killed the elite saint of the Ten Thousand Snake Temple, one of the top forces, is really bold, aren't you afraid of provoking revenge..."

Zhang Yi murmured in his heart that there was also speculation about the owner of this snake scale.

Because when he watched all kinds of information in the Disha Hall before, one of the messages was:

A top-ranked elite-level combat power in the Ten Thousand Snake Hall, She Qingzi's snake soul lamp has been extinguished, which means that the opponent has died.

Zhang Yi didn't care about this news before.

But he didn't expect that when he was shopping for treasures in this underground black market, he saw that the other party's life scales were being sold.

Who is the person who shot, so that he can kill an elite figure of the top power?

Moreover, the overall strength of this Snake Qingzi can also be ranked in the top three among the other spirit snakes, even the Ghost Sword Li Wenxiu is one of the worst.

"Oh, it won't be the third son of Tianyun Palace, but the other party has appeared in Wucheng recently..."

Thoughts flashed through Zhang Yi's mind, he looked away calmly, and then looked down.

…

The treasures placed on the third floor of Mingyou Pavilion are not ordinary things, and some of them are quite useful to Zhang Yi at this time.

At the end, although there were still no traces of the three-color soil and the high-grade space stone, Zhang Yi did not return empty-handed.

He finally picked a Void Spirit Fruit.

Although this Void Spirit Fruit is a treasure of heaven and earth, it contains a certain amount of void power inside, which can make people swim through space more freely like a fish in water.

If a triple heaven sage is given it, and the Void Spirit Fruit is matched with a special secret technique, perhaps one can learn the space-like means of teleportation in the triple heaven domain.

Even for Zhang Yi, the Void Spirit Fruit can increase his affinity with the Void and help him travel more freely in space.

As the price of purchasing the Void Spirit Fruit, Zhang Yi paid a whip-type treasure.

That was what he got from a saint he killed in the middle of the way when he rushed to Wucheng.

In the end, the transaction went smoothly, and no other saints were staring at the Void Spirit Fruit, causing a lot of entanglement. Zhang Yi quickly got the Void Spirit Fruit.

Afterwards, Zhang Yi did not delay, turned around and left the Mingyou Pavilion.

At this time, the long corridor street of the underground black market was close to the end, and until the end, Zhang Yi had not glimpsed the two martial arts materials needed to repair the Xuantian Mirror.

Zhang Yi couldn't help comforting himself.

"I came here by chance, but it is common to not get it. It seems that the process of repairing a top treasure is destined to be long and far away."

"However, I got a magic book and a void spirit fruit, which is barely a worthwhile trip."

"Now, let's leave quickly."

"Thousands of miles of spiritual clouds appeared in the retreat of Daoist Mingtuo, accompanied by thunderstorms. This situation is not good or bad, but it can't be inexplicably muddy water..."

In a flash of thought, Zhang Yi's figure disappeared at the end of the underground black market street.

"Om..."

The space was slightly rippling, and Zhang Yi only felt that the sky was spinning in his eyes, and then he was transported to a quiet small courtyard.

Outside, there is the main street paved with bluestone slabs and the noise of people coming and going.

At this time, Zhang Yi had been teleported out of the underground black market and appeared in the outside world.

"This underground black market really has some doorways. There is only one entrance to enter, but when you leave, you will be sent to multiple directions."

Zhang Yi looked up and looked forward, and under the regular halo flickering in his eyes, he could see that in the void there, there were subtle spatial ripples that were rapidly dissipating until it was completely impossible to explore.

Zhang Yi knew that it was a coordinate.

If he slashed there with a sword now, he would be able to tear out the cracks in the space and land on the underground black market.

"Photo!"

Zhang Yi's face was calm, he whispered, raised his hand to hold the space, and grabbed a wisp of breath in his hand.

"You have to leave a trace as a coordinate, maybe it won't be used, but what if something happens in the future..."

Zhang Yi murmured, sealed the breath in the jade bottle, and applied the seal, and then threw it in the storage ring, no longer paying attention.

After finishing this step, Zhang Yi straightened the corner of his clothes, then stepped out of the courtyard and merged into the street where people came and went.