South of the Wu Clan in Nanjiang and north of the Eight Sects of Nanling.
A special junction.
The area is remote, prone to natural disasters, and inaccessible.
Under normal circumstances, no one would come to a place like this unless absolutely necessary.
The black witch clan, as an alien among the witch clan, is rejected by the entire witch clan and has difficulty finding a foothold in southern Xinjiang. Therefore, it has been active here for many years.
However, because of its remote location, with swamps and wetlands everywhere, every time the Witch Clan army encircled and suppressed the Black Witch Clan, they ended in failure.
On the contrary, the Black Witch Clan, who have lived in this place for many years, are familiar with the terrain and have long been used to it. Even though their overall strength is not as good as the Witch Clan, they can save the day every time.
This day.
The Bandit Five arrive.
There are endless wetlands and swamps everywhere.
"Senior Nan Wang, do you know where the Black Witch Clan's lair is?"
In front of the swamp, Li Ziye looked at the boss beside him and asked.
"have no idea."
Mao Nanfeng responded simply.
Li Ziye looked puzzled and said, "Don't the Witch Clan often fight with the Black Witch Clan? How come Senior doesn't know where the Black Witch Clan is?"
"Do you think I will be involved in such a trivial matter?" Mao Nanfeng said calmly.
"..." Li Ziye had nothing to say.
Are all the big guys so awesome?
"What should we do now, young master?"
On the side, Hua Fengdu looked at the swamp around him and said, "If we keep searching aimlessly like this, when will we find it?"
"There is no way."
Li Ziye squatted down, poked the ground in front of him with a wooden stick, and said, "Whoever refreshes the dungeon needs to run the map first. Just look for it slowly. With good luck, you can catch the tongues of a few black witch clans. Soon You can find it if you are not lucky. If you wander around for ten or eight days, you can almost find it."
Hua Feng was speechless and subconsciously looked at their imperial intelligence chief. Under normal circumstances, every time they performed a mission, Hongzhu was responsible for collecting all intelligence.
"Dont look at me."
Hongzhu saw the former's gaze and said, "I don't have any of my people here. Who would want to come to this place where birds don't shit?"
"I seem to have heard from Mao Li once about the location of the black witch clan. It seems to be in the southwest."
At this time, Maonanfeng looked to the southwest and said, "You can look in this direction."
"Senior, are you sure?" Li Ziye stood up and asked.
"uncertain."
Mao Nanfeng responded, "It's been too long and I can't remember clearly."
"good."
Li Ziye made a quick decision and said, "Let's go southeast."
After saying that, Li Ziye walked towards the southeast without any hesitation.
Hong Zhu and Hua Feng both followed immediately.
Mao Nanfeng was stunned for a moment and looked at the Plum Blossom Sword Immortal beside him, meaning, please take care of this idiot disciple like you.
Qin Grace ignored him and followed him.
It's her good-for-nothing disciple who is smarter.
This old pervert is totally unreliable.
Behind, Mao Nanfeng fell there alone. After thinking about it, he also chased after him.
He's waiting to slap them in the face!
The quagmire is full of dangers.
It is difficult for ordinary people to move even an inch.
However, these five people are not ordinary people.
Li Ziye, who is the weakest and easiest to hold back, has a cultivation level in the late third realm, so he won't have any problems walking through the swamp.
The scorching sun goes westward.
The five people hurried towards the southeast.
The sun is about to set.
In front of the five people, a very large walled city appeared.
Li Ziye, Hongzhu and others all looked at Maonanfeng behind them.
"It's been too long, I may have remembered it wrong."
Mao Nanfeng walked over calmly, showing no sign of embarrassment.
I'm getting older and I remember the wrong direction. What's wrong? Is it too much?
The four of them admired the old pervert's confident reaction.
At such an old age, he is still so thick-skinned!
The five people then blended into the Black Witch Village.
As the sky darkened, the entire Black Witch Village not only did not become quiet, but became more lively.
On the street, people hurriedly walked by from time to time, as if they were in a hurry to go somewhere.
"Brother, where are you going?"
Li Ziye grabbed a passing man and asked.
"Ghost market."
The man responded first, then looked at the five people in front of him with suspicion, and asked, "Aren't you from the village?"
"We're new here."
Li Ziye grinned and said, "I'm not too sure about the rules of the village."
While talking, Li Ziye put a piece of silver into the hand of the man in front of him and continued to ask, "Brother, please help explain, what is a ghost market?"
"Brother, you're welcome."
The man put away the money without leaving any trace, and even his attitude became a lot more enthusiastic. He explained, "The ghost market is a unique event of our black witch tribe. It is only held once every three months. Every time the ghost market On the market, there will be many strange people and strangers from all walks of life who will bring many rare treasures or precious poisonous insects for everyone to appreciate and trade. Therefore, every time the ghost market opens, everyone will want to broaden their horizons."
"so good."
After hearing this, Li Ziye looked grateful and said, "Thank you, brother."
"fine."
The man nodded and immediately continued to rush towards the ghost market.
"what to do?"
Li Ziye looked at the people behind him and asked, "Should we go to the ghost market, or should we find a place to rest first?"
"When you go to the countryside, there is no reason not to follow the customs."
Qin Grace said calmly, "Just in time, didn't that person just say that there would be some rare treasures in the ghost market? If there are really any, we can borrow them to have a look."
After saying that, Qin Grace didn't say anything more and quickly followed the pedestrians on the street.
Behind them, the four people looked at each other and then followed them silently.
This Lao Qin is really worse than a bandit.
The five people followed the pedestrians and soon came to a huge cave.
The buildings of the Black Witch Clan, like the Witch Clan, are strangely shaped and very different from those in the Central Plains.
Five people entered it, and it was almost overcrowded inside.
The wooden suspension bridges were full of people coming and going.
Below, all around the kiln, there were also the sounds of selling, one after another.
There are all kinds of poisonous insects, snakes and ants, and all kinds of strange porcelain and pottery on the stalls of various sizes.
There were even slaves for sale.
Strong men and thin women, all with their hands and feet tied, are waiting for buyers.
This small cave has everything you need in the world.
The Black Witch Clan is almost a gathering place for a group of desperadoes. There are no rules here.
As long as the fist is big enough, you can talk.
"The great wizard Guimu is here."
At this time, someone shouted, and the whole cave suddenly boiled.
But under the excited eyes of everyone, an old man in black robe appeared high in the cave, with an aura that was gloomy and terrifying.
Five realms!
Li Ziye and others' expressions froze when they saw the old man appearing above.
"He should be what the old witch said, one of the four black witch masters under the throne of the black witch." Qin Grace said coldly from the side.
"A broken ghost market can actually attract a great cultivator of the Five Realms to visit. It seems that this ghost market is not simple."
Li Ziye sneered and said, "Maybe some treasures will really appear here."
