Chapter 2538 Wanluo City

A few days later, Xiao Fan and his party stopped in front of a city.

Looking from a distance, majestic and majestic palaces stand among them. The huge city defense formations are always activated, emitting a faint light, which is very conspicuous in this dark battlefield of hundreds of killings.

The entire city is black, with a thick and majestic feeling, giving people a very depressing atmosphere.

"Sir, that is Wanluo City. It is the center of the Wanluo Imperial Domain and the last city in the first half of this area. If you continue to move forward, you may encounter strange demons at any time." Jun Ruohuan explained. , with a hint of gravity in his tone.

Xiao Fan nodded. He had already seen this from the map of the Hundred Kills Battlefield. In the first half of the Hundred Kills Battlefield, there were countless cities that could protect the monks from wind and rain.

But in the second half, there was only one city, and that was Wangya City by the Emperor's Blood Cliff.

Being able to reach Wanluo City is nothing, as long as you have enough time, you can do it, but if you want to reach Wangya City, it is not an ordinary difficulty.

Not to mention the low-level Ancient God Realm, even the high-level Ancient God Realm may not be able to successfully reach Wangya City.

Therefore, the second half of the Hundred Killings Battlefield is the place where people are truly trained, and it is also the real killing field.

After pondering for a while, Xiao Fan said again: "According to what you said before, if there is no news about Lao Er in Wanluo City, there is a high probability that he has gone deep into the depths?"

"Yes, Brother Nangong made an agreement with me at that time to gather in Wanluo City in a year. If no one arrives within a year, they will go to Wangya City." Jun Ruohuan nodded affirmatively.

"There is still half a year until the one-year period!" Xiao Fan narrowed his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Sir, you are wanted by the Xiang family, do you still want to go to the city?" the Thunder Ape King asked worriedly.

"Wanluo City is so big and there are countless monks inside, who knows we can go in?" Bai Mo said nonchalantly.

"It's okay, just arrange it outside." Xiao Fan shook his head, Wanluo City, he must go in.

If there was no news about Nangong Xiaoxiao, Xiao Fan might have rushed directly to Emperor Blood Cliff, but now, Xiao Fan could not worry about going there.

Moreover, with his current attainments in divine patterns, even if he encounters a powerful God King, it will not be difficult to leave.

In the next day, Xiao Fan prepared carefully outside Wanluo City before heading towards Wanluo City.

Before entering the city, Xiao Fan and his party all changed their appearance. After all, Xiao Fan was wanted, not to mention everyone, but nine out of ten people knew Jian Hongchen's appearance.

As for the Thunder Ape King, he has turned into his true form, but he is only about two meters tall. His blood-colored hair exudes an extremely terrifying aura and vaguely flashes with the power of thunder and lightning.

The white devil, however, turned into a white kitten, completely different from the lion before.

Jun Ruohuan also changed his face and divine aura, but his destiny aura could not be changed. Of course, if you want to check Jun Ruohuan's destiny aura, unless you are a strong person in the God King realm, others will definitely not be able to tell.

A group of people swaggered into Wanluo City. Wanluo City was different from others in that it did not belong to any ancient domain and was managed by the Wanluo Imperial Domain.

Walking into the city, this place was different from what Xiao Fan had imagined. The streets were bustling with people coming and going, and there were all kinds of shouts and noises on the streets.

"Purple Spirit Grass, there are only 10,000 high-grade sacred stones. If you want it, hurry up, there are only the last two!"

"The Star Death Divine Iron is the best material for making king-level magic weapons and imperial weapons. It only requires five thousand high-grade sacred stones per kilogram."

"The bones of the demon beast can be used as medicine and can be used to refine magic weapons. One hundred thousand high-grade sacred stones are worth the price!"

Hearing the shouts on both sides of the street, Xiao Fan couldn't help but feel a little moved. This feeling reminded him of the night market in the War Soul Continent. Many years had passed by accident.

"Ruohuan, why didn't anyone sell these things in the previous city?" Xiao Fan was puzzled.

The battlefield of Hundred Kills is very vast. Although it is full of dangers, there are also opportunities everywhere. These materials and divine herbs are among the best rarities even in the outside world.

"Most of these things were found from the second half. Young Master should also know that there is not much danger in the first half. As long as ordinary people are careful, they can reach Wanluo City." Jun Ruohuan explained.

Xiao Fan nodded and understood instantly: "There were too many people hunting for treasure in the first half, and it takes thousands of years for a magic medicine to grow. With so much time, not to mention every inch of land, but there must be people in most places. Gone."

"Yes, so most of the real opportunities are in the second half. Brother Nangong and I found a cave in the first half. It was already very rare, but in the second half, it was a very common thing and would not be ignored. People are chasing you!" Jun Ruohuan said with a bitter smile.

Xiao Fan nodded, and his eyes swept across the stalls on both sides. Although his eyesight was not very good, he still knew most of the things due to his Shura heritage.

It is precisely because of this that Xiao Fan is very uneasy in his heart. There are many sacred herbs and sacred materials that are very precious, but it is a pity that the sacred stones he has are limited.

Seeing these sacred herbs and ingredients, Xiao Fan had the urge to immediately enter the second half of the Hundred Killings Battlefield, but in the end he suppressed this urge.

He mobilized the white stones in his body and carefully swept over the magical medicines and ingredients. I don't know if the white stone had a high vision or for other reasons, but there was no movement at all when he encountered those magical medicines and ingredients. .

"Huh?" After a while, Xiao Fan suddenly stopped and his eyes fell on one of the stalls.

The white stone in his body actually shone with blazing light, like a small sun. This was a rare thing.

Xiao Fan couldn't help but walked towards the stall, and the power of his soul swept over the things on the stall one by one. Finally, Xiao Fan locked on a fiery red stone.

The fiery red stone was about the size of a human head, and it was as bright red as blood, as if a ball of flame was burning. Even though it was several feet away, he still felt a scorching temperature.

But soon, Xiao Fan moved away from the stone. The people here are all meat eaters but not bones. If you stare at something, the other party will definitely kill him severely.

Then his eyes fell on a dark broken sword. There was a trace of bloody mist lingering above the broken sword, giving people a chilling feeling.

"Brother, you have such good eyesight. This ancient sword was once an imperial weapon. Although it is broken, it is still an extraordinary thing. It only costs 500,000 high-grade divine stones." The stall owner is a middle-aged man with a peak cultivation level in the Ancient God Realm. He looked at Xiao Fandao with a kind face.

"Half a million high-grade sacred stones, why don't you go grab them?" Jun Ruohuan said disdainfully, "This broken sword was once only a king-level magic weapon at most. If the power of the law had not been exhausted, it would be worthless at all."

Hearing what Jun Ruohuan said, the stall owner suddenly blushed and said quickly: "Since this broken sword is not in your eyes, I still have many treasures here, and some of them will catch your eyes."

"If this broken sword costs 100,000 high-grade divine stones, I will take it." Xiao Fan shook his head and stared at the broken sword with burning eyes.

"Young Master!" Jun Ruohuan stopped him quickly and said, "This broken sword is a loss for ten thousand, not to mention one hundred thousand high-grade sacred stones."

"This brother is wrong to say that. Buying and selling is a matter of mutual consent." The middle-aged man naturally saw Xiao Fan's eyes, but his heart was filled with joy.

But he was still very calm on the surface and said: "You and I each take a step back. Two hundred thousand high-grade sacred stones. This broken sword belongs to you. At worst, if you fancy something else, I will give you a discount." "Okay!" Xiao Fan He nodded and threw out a Qiankun Ring, looking like a rich man. However, Jun Ruohuan was anxious.