"However, it can only last for a day or two. After a long time, the willow flute will be broken."

It can be regarded as a low-level attack weapon.

Along the way, the wind was strong and the rain was pouring. In the black sky, purple and silver thunder kept banging, making people feel shaken. The heavy rain seemed to be a long river falling from the sky. In a short time, the surroundings

They have all flooded to the point of disaster.

The sky and the earth were dark, the temperature dropped suddenly, and even a cold atmosphere shrouded the surroundings. It really had the atmosphere of a ghost market. Gao Fan took a deep breath and suddenly activated [Spirit Snake Phantom]. Finally, in the middle of the night,

Hours later, we arrived at the Ghost Willow Forest.

“Ghost Market’s newest location.”

"Due to the investigation by the law enforcement team, the ghost market always changes places. I can only find this place thanks to Scarface."

Sure enough, the surrounding spiritual energy is very thin, with almost no spiritual veins. Instead, there is a dark power hovering constantly. Visible to the naked eye, wisps of black light flow, hovering in the air, making people feel a sense of decay and decay.

A cold atmosphere. Monks generally won't come to such a place because it is worthless. But ordinary mortals dare not come because it is inaccessible.

Large tracts of black willow trees grow here. The willow trees are about one foot tall, with cracked bark and pure black willow leaves. When the breeze blows, they make a ghostly sound. In this hidden place

Among the mountain valleys, the willow forest covers an area of ​​almost ten miles.

The black bark of the ghost willow is very strange. There seems to be a skull-like shape on it. Some shapes are very weird, some are similar to skulls, and some seem to have a bloody mouth!

Gao Fan nodded and quickly entered the ghost willow forest.

"Someone!"

Gao Fan looked at the land under his feet, and sure enough, there were fresh footprints. With such heavy rain, coming to this spiritually barren place, he must be a monk participating in the ghost market. That scar-faced man was not talking nonsense. Gao Fan quickly came to the black forest.

In the very center, there is a big willow tree that is 444 years old!

Ghost Willow King!

There seemed to be countless pale white skull patterns on the black willow trees, emitting a faint white light. Some seemed to have opened their bloody mouths to devour the monks in front of them. Some seemed to be laughing wildly and making ghostly screams;

It seemed extremely miserable and made a sound of mourning.

If you close your eyes and listen carefully to your surroundings, there seems to be real ghost sounds in the heavy rain, like dark clouds in the sky, and they seem to be crying in your ears.

"The enemy is exactly the same as Scarface described."

Nodding, Gao Fan circled around the willow tree three times from the front and three times from the back. Then, he suddenly uttered Scarface's incantation, and his instructions changed, like a butterfly flying through flowers, and suddenly the black willow leaves

, hit the willow tree hard!

"Buzz!"

Sure enough, after a roar of joy, black light kept flashing, filling the surrounding land. The land trembled slightly, and then, from the soil, a skeleton covered in green bones appeared. The skeleton let out a moan, and gradually emerged from the soil.

Climbing out, the heavy rain washed away the soil on the skeleton, and I could clearly see the green bones with runes the size of peas, circling constantly.

Obviously, he is a puppet controlled by others.

At this time, the green skeleton nodded, and suddenly opened a dark and terrifying small door from the root of the tree with a click of its ghost claws:

Enter the ghost market

mouth!

"Welcome, hehehe..." The green skeleton made a hoarse voice.

"Okay, Ghost Market, here I come!" Gao Fan nodded and quickly entered the small door. The green skeleton chuckled, and the willow door closed again. Sure enough, in the heavy rain, other monks came, but...

Some had Black Ghost Willow Ye and successfully entered, while others wandered around in circles unable to find the entrance. Some people had heard of the existence of the ghost market, but had no access and could not enter.

The green skeleton continued to make a roaring sound, frightening several young monks into screaming.

"Ah!"

Gao Fan walked into the underground space, surrounded by darkness. There was a moonstone from the world of immortality, which illuminated the space with a relatively dim white light. Sure enough, as Scarface said, it was ten feet underground, covered by high-level formations.

A space was created abruptly. This space was about the size of a street.

It can be seen that this ghost market still has some strength, at least, it is a high-level Xuan-level formation.

Gao Fan exclaimed: "It really is..."

"Nanman female Nu?!"

Sure enough, following the black stone stairs and arriving ten feet underground, Gao Fan had just activated the [Variety Mask] and saw a group of girls! These girls had very white skin, which was a little different from the women in the Central Plains. They might be wearing white headscarves.

, or black, with a small silver ring on the nose, the key is...

"Short skirt!"

The unique skirt of the Southern Barbarians is much shorter than the skirt of the Central Plains women, revealing the white legs. At this time, under the light of the moonstone, it has a unique fair complexion.

At this time, there were businessmen around with masks and seductive voices saying: "Nanman Nu, Nanman Nu. They are all dressed in black and white. They are under twenty years old. They are guaranteed to be very fresh. If you don't believe it, just reply

Let’s try it at home, hahaha.” Look carefully, indeed, some of the girls are wearing black headscarves, and some are wearing white headscarves, they are different barbarian tribes.

"You can buy Nunu, spiritual stones, demon pills, and spiritual herbs. The price is absolutely fair! Haha!"

Gao Fan immediately stepped forward and said excitedly: "Only selling, not renting?"

rent?

The Nuli dealer was laughed at by Gao Fan and said: "Brother, if you want to rent, wouldn't it be better to go directly to Qingmen? Let me tell you, there are also Nanman beauties among Qingmen who can satisfy you."

"I won't rent it," Gao Fan was hesitating. A red-robed monk who looked like a noble man had already rushed over with his servant. He laughed and said, "I'll cover it all! It just so happens that the mansion is about to add a maid."

"Great!" the Nuli dealer said excitedly.

It is indeed a custom in Xuannan Sect that Southern barbarian girls act as maids and Southern barbarian warriors serve as guards. Xuannan sect is in the south of the entire world of immortality, and further south, this is the southern barbarian world of primeval forests.

The chance to get a beauty was lost. Gao Fan shook his head bitterly, took one last look at his fair legs, and left sadly: "Don't get me wrong, I just want to buy a few maids for Quan'er."

I believe you as a ghost!

But then, Gao Fan was really surprised!

"this······"

After walking a few steps along the dim street, I saw a stall filled with the smell of blood, including the blood of monsters and beasts, and even the blood of humans!

There are about a hundred such stalls on the entire underground long street, allowing monks who enter the ghost market to buy

To buy the spiritual objects among them. Gao Fan took a few steps forward and saw an old man in black wearing a mask on the yellow straw mat stall. The old man only showed one arm, but this arm was just above the wrist.

There is still flesh and blood, and under the wrist, there is actually a big hand of bones.

At this time, the old man in black actually used his white-bone fingers to snap his fingers and said in a hoarse voice: "Meat, either?"

Selling...meat?

Interesting, but old guy, your meat is too good?

There were people coming and going on the street, but no one thought about the blood here. In other words, the ghost market was originally a very bloody and weird place. Everyone wore masks and looked for the spiritual objects they needed under the dim light of the moonstone.

Gao Fan stepped forward, looked around and saw that there was no one around, and said in a low voice:

"I want the meat, but where are the bones?"

"Bones are fine, too." The old man, like everyone here, wore a mask, which turned out to be a monk's mask. He let out a rough-voiced laugh and said, "I [Old Tang Monk] have all kinds of bones here.

,Well, do you want animal bones, old bones, human bones...or lotus root bones?"

Understood.

Gao Fan nodded and stretched out his left hand. It turned out that there were only four fingers. The entire little finger had been completely shattered. At this time, the scar had healed, but the hatred was still there.

After carefully looking at the place where Gao Fan's finger was severed, Old Tang Monk nodded and said in a hoarse voice: "A gold-type monk, well, it's still a gold-type heavenly spirit root. It's not easy, the finger of this 'Golden Mu Ling Monkey'

How?" He said, and quickly took out an animal bone. It turned out that a monkey was hunted, and the hand bones were specially sealed and placed in a jade box.

In the jade box, in addition to the monkey's fingers, there were also a lot of ice cubes to keep the fingers fresh. At this time, the old Tang Monk placed the monkey's bones on the position of Gao Fan's severed finger and said, "Well, the size is just right."

"It's too low-level," Gao Fan shook his head decisively: "Although the size is just right, I need bones with stronger combat power."

"Oh, he is an important guest. Hehe, there are many spirit stones, so he is very confident." Old Tang Monk said in a hoarse voice as he quickly rummaged through his storage bag and said, "Hey, is this okay?"

"Old bones," the old man wearing the mask of Tang Monk said in a faint voice: "The bones just dug out from the grave definitely belong to the old bones. Looking at the color of the bones, it seems that they are at least two hundred years old, with a yin energy. Put these old bones

, how about attaching it to your severed finger?" It turned out that the finger bone of an ancient monk was attached to Gao Fan's severed finger.

Well, from this, there is still a ray of Yin Qi.

"You can also practice ghost cultivator's spells."

"How about it?"

Gao Fan looked at the bones carefully and found that he did not reject the ghost cultivator's fingers. But after looking for a while, Gao Fan shook his head and said: "It's still low-level!"

"When this guy dies, he will be at the beginning of the foundation building stage at most. I want a better finger."

Repair the broken finger first, otherwise, the traces will be too obvious: Nine fingers?

Easy to remember!

Although he was wearing a mask, Gao Fan still felt the other party's burning eyes. Old Tang Monk said quietly: "The requirements are very high. It was not unusual when I lost my fingers. Your big hands, well, they are all high-level [immortal bones]"
Chapter completed!