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Chapter 1117: Blue Sky, Blue Sky City

In addition to the three Xiao Longs, there is also a Ghost King, who also has one-star combat power.

However, Huang Mao and the other two were no match for the Ghost King.

In the inner world, Huang Mao and Hu Xiaomei teamed up to fight the Ghost King in countless simulated battles.

As a result, both of them tried their best to resist the ghost king.

According to Daluo Immortal, the Ghost King is as strong as them, with one-star combat power. However, because the Ghost King has understood the secret of killing, and with the suppression of the secret, the two of them cannot even get close to him.

This is the absolute suppression of the secret! Those who have understood the secret can fight against countless masters who have not understood the secret!

"Essentially speaking, Huang Mao and Hu Xiaomei are as strong as the Ghost King. They are even stronger than the Ghost King in terms of speed and strength. However, mysteries are your flaw, and this can give you an overwhelming advantage." Daluo Immortal Venerable

Said slowly.

Both Huang Mao and Huang Mao were very helpless.

As long as you understand the secret, no matter how useless a person is, you can still have one star of combat power. This is the power of the secret!

The plane spaceship is getting closer and closer to the Kunlun realm.

Three days passed quickly, and the spaceship crashed into the void and submerged into a vast white atmosphere.

In an instant, the spacecraft fell into violent turbulence, and the smart phone sounded an alarm.

"Warning! Warning! Warning! When hit by strong airflow, a crash may occur at any time!"

I still remember that the last time Xiao Long flew into the Kunlun Realm, he encountered the same situation. The spacecraft ejected him and made him fall into a coma. Even his body was burned away.

"This atmospheric area is called the Immortal Spiritual Air Layer, and the strong pressure in it is enough to crush the spacecraft in this plane."

Da Luo Xianzun quickly made a gesture, and an invisible formation enveloped it, covering the surface of the spacecraft.

Under the stability of Daluo Immortal Lord, the spacecraft slowly became stable.

"This is also a characteristic unique to the Middle Heaven Realm. With the stability of the Immortal Spiritual Qi layer, it is not as fragile as the Lower Heaven Realm." Immortal Lord Daluo said with a smile.

The Immortal Spiritual Qi layer is like a protective film of the Kunlun Realm, protecting the Kunlun Realm. Any object entering it will be strongly squeezed.

Finally, after another three days, the spaceship landed smoothly.

This time, they no longer landed in a deserted area, but appeared in an unknown plain area.

Looking from a distance, you can see mountains, rivers, and many bustling cities suspended in mid-air.

These cities are blessed with formations, similar to the mountain gate of Xiaoyao Dragon Palace, suspended in mid-air, like a fairyland.

"Xiao Long, if I remember correctly, this is the Qingkong Domain in the Kunlun Realm, adjacent to the Desolate Domain, but it will take at least a month to fly there." Daluo Immortal said.

"Forget it, even if I go back to the wilderness, it won't be of much help to me. Why not just take a look in the blue sky area." Xiao Long said.

"Well, the largest city in the Qingkong Region is Qingkong City. The former Lord of Qingkong City was a generation of Immortal Emperors. I wonder if he is still alive today." Immortal Lord Daluo said to himself.

Xiao Long put away the plane spaceship and flew towards the direction of Qingkong City.

With the guidance of Daluo Immortal, I am not afraid of losing my way.

There are three of them in total, Daluo Immortal is hidden in the jar, and the Ghost King is in the inner world.

Xiao Lian also came out and lay sleeping on top of Xiao Long's head.

After flying for about five days, they arrived outside Qingkong City.

Qingkong City is also a suspended city. Its scale is the largest city Xiao Long has ever seen, and its area is larger than the underground ice field of Daluo Heaven.

It is surrounded by clouds and mist, and the waves are flowing, emitting a breathtaking colorful light. It is no ordinary place at first glance.

"Remember, keep a low profile in Qingkong City! Killing is prohibited in the city, but if the other party is really well-connected, it's okay to kill you." Immortal Daluo reminded.

"I understand." Xiao Long nodded, already used to this situation.

Xiao Long and the others took off and arrived at the gate of Qingkong City. They paid three thousand Wang Jing and walked into the gate.

Now, Xiao Long has very few Wang Jings left, and not a single Zun Jing is left.

Already when he broke through, he had exhausted all resources. Now he has two purposes.

The first is to collect Wang Jing, and the second is to look for opportunities to enter the Eight Ancient Sects.

Only by entering the Eight Ancient Sects can he successfully control the power of the mysteries.

On the street, Xiao Long and the other three were flying aimlessly. Occasionally they met a few people on the way. After looking at each other, they all left in a hurry, as if they didn't want to meet strangers.

This also dispelled Xiao Long's idea of ​​asking strangers to question him.

At this time, Xiao Long passed by a pawn shop.

The owner of the pawn shop is an old man, he looks ordinary, but upon closer inspection, he has the cultivation of a peak Immortal Lord, which is really hidden.

"Brother, do you want to pawn something?" the old man said with a smile.

Xiao Long thought for a moment and took out a flame, which was his star purple fire. After merging with the Aurora Flame, these messy flames were useless.

"How much is this flame worth?" Xiao Long asked with a smile.

The old man looked at it and said with a smile: "Low-level flames are worthless. I'll take them for 10,000 Wang Jing. If you want to redeem them in the future, just hand over 12,000 Wang Jings."

"I'm selling it, will you take it or not?" Xiao Long said.

"Take it! If you sell it directly, I'll pay you fifteen thousand." The old man said with a smile.

Xiao Long thought for a while, although 15,000 Wang Jing was really a drop in the bucket for him, it couldn't hold him back from having so many treasures.

In this case, Xiao Long handed over the Star Purple Fire, took out a storage ring, and handed it to the old man.

It contains a bunch of miscellaneous treasures, all of which were discovered while exploring the secret realm.

The old man took the storage ring, looked inside, and suddenly took a breath of air.

"Good boy, he turns out to be a rich man!" The old man suddenly smiled.

"Everything in the ring has been sold. Just tell us how much it costs." Xiao Long said.

The old man's stern eyes were still looking at Huang Mao, staring at the stick in Huang Mao's hand, and said with a smile: "With that stick, I will give you 20 million Wang Jing, how about that?"

"Go away! Stop thinking about it!" Xiao Long refused directly.

The yellow-haired stick accompanied him all the way to heaven. Lingzhi had already been born, so how could he just sell it?

"Not counting the sticks, there are 20 million Wang Jing in total. If you accept it, you will take the money. If you don't accept it, I will leave."

Xiao Long picked up the storage ring and made a gesture to leave.

The old man suddenly became anxious, and hurriedly argued with each other, and after ten minutes of tossing and going, he finally settled on 20 million Wang Jing, and collected all of Xiao Long's treasures.

In this way, Xiao Long's possessions were completely cleared of valuables.

There are only a few things left that cannot be sold, such as the Guiyuan Sword, the mechanical puppet, and the mysterious red meteorite.

"Little brother, this is 20 million Wang Jing. Remember to take care of my business next time." The old man handed over a storage ring and narrowed his eyes with joy.


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