Li Changqing seemed to deliberately let Wang An experience here alone, but he just helped Wang An find an inn to live in, and after paying the spirit stone for half a year, he left without saying anything.

After settling down, Wang An walked out of the door of the inn for the first time.

The magic night city is ancient, vicissitudes, and spacious, and each street can walk five or six carriages side by side, and the streets are paved with a kind of green steel stone unique to the cultivation realm, moss, floors, and ruts, swearing the silent years here.

There are many shops on both sides of the street, talismans, alchemy, and refining tools.

Occasionally, you can see mortals in these shops, but they are very rare, and there are not many monks walking in the streets, and most of them are monks who build foundations and cultivate Jindan.

Everyone was in a hurry, with a vigilant face, and there was a looming powerful aura on their bodies.

"This fellow Daoist, where is the Danshi Association?" At this time, Wang An walked into a shop selling pills, and took advantage of the clerk's free time to suddenly pull the other party and ask.

"Danshi Association, you're new here, you don't know this, it's at the end of the street, don't bother me. The clerk was also a foundation building monk, about twenty years old, and stared at Wang An with some impatience.

"Thank you, Daoyou!" Although the other party's attitude was not good, Wang An still squeezed out a smile and thanked him.

The three major associations of the Dan Fu Array also have points here, and the three major associations do not participate in the battle, so they have a smooth life here, but there are very few people who are willing to come here.

Looking at the somewhat dilapidated and sparsely populated hall in front of him, Wang An thought that he had gone to the wrong place.

An old man in his early fifties, drowsy on a counter.

"Toot toot... Fellow Daoist, is this the Danshi Association?" Wang An knocked on the table with a hesitant expression.

"What are you doing, little guy, this is the Danshi Association!" The old man asked Wang An with a glaring eye as if Wang An had disturbed him.

"I need some information about Demon Night City...... Wang An didn't talk nonsense, and with a touch of his palm, a token of a high-level alchemist appeared on the table.

"It's... This is... Haha, it turns out that Daoyou is his own person, this is easy to say. When this person saw this token certified by the Danshi Association, he was suddenly surprised when he saw Wang An's age.

In the end, Wang An got his wish here, and got a lot of records about the core of Demon Night City.

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There is a huge trading floor in the city of Magic Night, and it is bustling with activity every day.

Trading, task posting, teaming......

The foundation building monks here basically form a team to gather two or three people to get out of the city, but Wang Anyi was bold and went out of the city alone.

This time, Wang An went to the place of the Demon Mist Jungle, and in the information he obtained from the Danshi Association, it was recorded that this place was an ancient battlefield, and various magic weapon fragments and rare elixirs would appear when entering here.

At the same time, there is also a rich yin qi in the mountains and forests, a strange gray mist, it is said that the deep mist can make the monks easily lost, muddy, and finally die under the claws of the demon beast.

Can't stand the temptation of a large number of demon beasts, elixir resources, and ancient ruins here, and countless monks will come here every day to treasure for treasures.

There are monsters here, and they are basically third-level demon beasts, so there will be many foundation-building monks who come here in teams to hunt monsters in exchange for spirit stones.

"Little guy, where are you going? Obediently hand over the spirit stone on your body, or send you to the western sky. ”

When Wang An was about to arrive at the Demon Mist Jungle, two mid-stage foundation building monks in their early thirties blocked his way, these two people were murderous, holding a glittering Pu knife in their hands.

"Hehe, what if I don't?" Wang An looked at the two of them, and a chuckle appeared in his mouth.

"Big brother, I'm not mistaken, this little guy is still smiling?" said the slightly younger monk suddenly.

"Hmph, since that's the case, then die!" The other one looked fierce and vicious, with very short eyebrows, and attacked Wang An without saying a word.

"Hehe, you deserve your bad luck today!"

Just when the other party's aura conjured up overlapping sword shadows and shrouded him, Wang An finally moved.

"The sunset!"

Wang An groaned, and mysterious magic tricks quickly formed in his hands.

Thousands of miles across the vast desert, stretching and curving rivers, and the sunset rolling in the dusk sky.

A mysterious picture scroll suddenly appeared in front of the other party, and then there was a strange rhyme circulating.

"Big brother, what is this?"

The moment the two on the opposite side saw Wang An's move, a strong sense of crisis suddenly floated in their hearts, and the young one murmured uneasily.

"Boom!"

said that it was fast at that time, and it was late at that time, and the picture scroll rolled, directly enveloping the cold light of the big knife, and enveloping the two fierce men.

Under the surprised expressions of the two, the spirit knife retreated with a blow, and they fell directly into the strange picture scroll, a strange Dao rhyme became leisurely, the twilight sunset, the boundless desert, it seemed that they had come to a desert world in a blink of an eye.

Seeing that their eyes suddenly appeared sluggish, Wang An's heart was overjoyed, with a little finger, a flying sword slipped and turned, the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, and the two heads flew out abruptly, and blood spilled all over the sky.

Wang An's face did not change, he went up and groped for a while, and then put away the two storage bags. Then, with a flick of his finger, a flame fell on the corpse, leaving only two piles of ashes in place.

When Wang An left, he turned around and glanced at the vast woods behind him, and a strange smile appeared in his eyes.

"Oh no, it's been discovered!"

"It's... This is really a fierce man, it seems to be an illusion just now!"

"When did such a fierce man come to the foundation building, killing the same level is like slaughtering a dog!"

"Forget it, don't follow the other party, the other party is obviously demonstrating to us. ”

After Wang An's figure disappeared into the forest, there were at least a dozen foundation building monks hidden in the place he had just looked, and they all seemed to be following him.

With Wang An's divine sense comparable to that of Jindan, and the fact that the Hundred Herbs and Thousand Flowers Recipe has a huge advantage in communicating plants, these people have long been discovered by Wang An.

This time, he cleaned up the two stunned young men with thunderous means, which was actually a warning to these people.

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The Magical Mist Jungle has finally arrived!

At a glance, the ancient trees and the sky were full of aura, white mist, and there seemed to be no danger at all on the periphery.

A tall and plain-looking monk in a green robe appeared abruptly in the Demonic Mist Jungle with a black turtle on his shoulder. This person is Wang An!

"Xiao Jin, can you help me see the treasures here?" Wang An stood on the periphery of the Demon Mist Jungle, and sent a message to Xiao Jin with a thought in his heart.

When Xiao Jin heard this, Gollum turned over and ran into the forest, and Wang An then followed into the woods.

As soon as he entered the Demon Mist Jungle, Wang An's face suddenly changed slightly, and he suddenly found that the aura here seemed to be very rich, but it was actually very speckled, and there seemed to be yin qi in it, and there seemed to be demonic energy.

"There seems to be something special mysterious hanging over this place, and I can't see through it at all. Xiao Jin flew back abruptly, and sent a message to Wang An in some discouragement.

As we went deeper, we finally met the other monks, and the monks here were wary of each other when they met, and walked away very quickly.

Gradually, Wang An felt that walking in the mysterious magic fog jungle, there seemed to be a faint sense of unease, and there was indeed a mysterious aura in the mist, which made you very prone to hallucinations.

"Let's go, there's something good ahead!"

At this time, Xiao Jin, who had been lying on Wang An's shoulder, urged Wang An abruptly.

After walking more than 100 meters, Wang An's hundred herbs and thousands of flowers moved, and a hint of joy suddenly appeared in his eyes.

"Tsk, there is actually a five-hundred-year-old turquoise frost grass here. Wang An's figure moved, and the next moment he appeared directly next to a few shrubs.

I saw that under the shade of shrubs, there was a plant the size of three grasses, like a bamboo, each leaf had a layer of faint white mist, and there was a powerful aura lingering on the green grass.

At a glance, this green grass grows vigorously and vigorously, and a breath of time is circulating.

The Emerald Frost Grass is a high-grade elixir, which is very rare outside, and can be used to refine an elixir called the Evergreen Pill, which is very helpful for monks to overcome the Demon Tribulation.

As far as Wang An knew, in the Medicine King Valley, there were only about a dozen green frost grasses that were more than five hundred years old, and they were very valuable.

Before Wang An could make a move, Xiao Jin's figure flashed, and he flew directly to the side of the emerald frost grass.

said that it was too late, and at this time, a green light suddenly appeared in the air, and the demon wind was gusting and menacing.

"Hiss ......"

I saw a snake with a turquoise body and the thickness of a thumb suddenly appear next to the turquoise frost grass, and opened its mouth to spray a mouthful of green mist at Xiao Jin.

Xiao Jin's figure seemed to have been prepared, and his figure blurred for a while, and disappeared directly the next moment.

The green mist floated in the air, and a fishy smell came to the nostrils, and the surrounding bushes withered instantly when they encountered the fog.

"It's... This is the Green Ghost Python, a third-level spirit beast!" Seeing the demon beast hovering in front of the emerald frost grass, constantly swallowing snake letters, and staring at his own demon beast at all times, Wang An's face was a little moved.

The green ghost python is extremely fast, and the venom glands are developed, like the venom spewed out by this adult green ghost snake, it can greatly reduce the aura of the magic weapon of the Jindan monk at one point, if there is no poison-avoiding treasure, as long as it is stained with its venom, it will definitely die.

"Hey, this little guy came at the right time. ”

Wang An'an moved, and a smug smile suddenly appeared on his originally serious face.

The next moment, I saw him raise his arm, and a dark gold bracelet appeared in the air.

As the words in his mouth were recited, the magic tricks in his hand hit the Ten Thousand Beast Ring, and the Ten Thousand Beast Ring turned around, the runes around him flickered, and a strange aura gradually flowed in all directions.

At the moment when Wang An sacrificed the Ten Thousand Beast Ring, the green ghost python on the opposite side showed a look of surprise in his eyes humanely.

"Go!"

Wang An pointed his finger, and the Ten Thousand Beast Ring spun around, shrouding towards the green ghost python with a flickering aura.