Peerless Martial Soul

There are all kinds of things, but the people around are not surprised at all, and they are obviously used to it.

This made Chen Feng realize the difference between this place and other places in Dragon Vein Continent that he had been to before!

This is overseas, with countless special races and countless strong men.

After Chen Feng came here, he also received a lot of attention.

It's not because of anything else, it's because his level is too low.

Half-step Martial Emperors can be seen everywhere among the people walking here. There are also many Martial Emperor level experts, but nine-star Martial Emperor level experts like Chen Feng are very rare.

As soon as he entered here, Chen Feng took a deep breath and felt extremely uncomfortable.

There are powerful auras everywhere, and many of them can even suppress him.

Chen Feng breathed a sigh of relief, looked into the distance, and said to himself: "Yingzhou City is really full of strong people!"

"I'm here, but it's very inconspicuous."

In the eyes of everyone, his strength is too low.

But it was just a surprised look, and no one immediately came to disturb him.

After all, although Chen Feng is not very powerful now, being able to enter here is a recognition of his strength.

Many people are speculating that although this young man is not of a high level, he might have some extraordinary skills.

Chen Feng didn't pay attention to everyone's gazes, and just walked forward, listening carefully for news as he walked.

About two hours later, Chen Feng showed a smile, looked at the center of the city, and said, "It turns out that there is a person who specializes in selling information."

Chen Feng listened to a lot of information in these two hours, and soon he knew where to buy the information.

The area of ​​Yingzhou City is not very large, with a radius of only a few hundred miles.

The streets are not very wide, and there are three- and four-story buildings everywhere, full of exotic style.

All the streets were small alleys with twists and turns. Chen Feng walked towards the city according to the information he got.

Soon, after walking in zigzag for an hour, they came to an area.

This area looks quite dilapidated, and the buildings on both sides are not high and look very old.

In many places, the surface is already mottled with color.

The alleys here are extremely narrow and the roads are extremely dense. It is completely normal for people to suddenly disappear while walking.

The shops facing the street are rarely open. Occasionally, there are a few open, but there are a few idle people sitting at the door, staring at the occasional passers-by with indifferent and cold eyes.

After Chen Feng arrived here, he took a deep breath.

He knew that this place was probably the underground black market of Yingzhou City.

Presumably not only news can be sold here, but many things can be sold.

After seeing Chen Feng's arrival, there was no change in the emotions on these people's faces.

Chen Feng took a deep breath and stepped into it.

As soon as he arrived here, Chen Feng felt that there seemed to be an eerie and strange force in the air, and the wind blowing here was extremely cold, which made Chen Feng shiver.

Chen Feng could even hear the ghosts crying in the air.

Chen Feng knew that there must have been countless killings here before.

I don’t know how many people died here, and I don’t know how many sins were buried here, so that’s why I say this.

Soon, Chen Feng walked through seven or eight alleys and came to a small courtyard.

The door of this small courtyard is open, and you can see what's going on inside.

The yard is not big, only a few dozen meters in diameter. It is overgrown with grass and there are three or four coffins on the ground.

These three or four coffins were also in tatters, and some of the coffin lids had fallen off, revealing the pale color inside.

At the end of the courtyard, there is something like a dilapidated ancestral hall, with only ruins remaining.

"This is it."

Chen Feng breathed a sigh of relief and looked around to make sure.

Then, step directly into the courtyard.

This is the place where Chen Feng inquired about buying information in Yingzhou City. If the information here is incomplete, then no one would dare to tell it completely.

After Chen Feng arrived here, there was no movement.

Chen Feng was not in a hurry. He just came to the ancestral hall, took out three incense sticks and lit them. However, he did not sprinkle the ashes on the ground, but spread them directly in the palm of his hand.

After the incense was lit, Chen Feng scattered the ashes in the wind.

Immediately, the incense ashes floated away.

And the moment after the incense ashes were scattered, a person's voice suddenly rang out in the courtyard: "Boy, do you want to buy information from me?"

The next moment, a black figure suddenly flashed past one of the several rotten coffins that had been spread out in the grass.

Then, he landed lightly in front of the ancestral hall and looked at Chen Feng.

This person is a middle-aged man in his forties.

Wearing black clothes, he was extremely short in stature and had a cunning light in his eyes.

He hunched his waist and stood on tiptoes. His legs were full of strength, as if he was about to escape at any moment.

While talking, he looked around with great vigilance.

As for his sudden appearance, Chen Feng had no reaction at all.

Because as soon as Chen Feng entered here, he sensed his aura and knew that he was hiding in the coffin.

Chen Feng just wanted to save face for him, so he didn't expose it directly. Instead, he cooperated with him to play tricks here.

Chen Feng smiled and said, "Yes, I just want to buy information."

This person glanced at Chen Feng, and after seeing Chen Feng's strength clearly, a look of disdain suddenly appeared in his eyes.

The expression on his face immediately became cold, and he said lazily: "What news are you buying?"

Seeing Chen Feng's strength, he felt that Chen Feng couldn't afford any expensive information.

Chen Feng smiled and said: "News about the Sea of ​​Death."

"News about the Sea of ​​Death?"

He looked at Chen Feng, curled his lips, and said with an expression of disbelief: "News about the Sea of ​​Death is very expensive."

Obviously, the implication of these words is that he wants to buy information about the Sea of ​​Death, but I am afraid that Chen Feng will never be able to come up with the money.

He didn't believe that Chen Feng had such strong financial resources.

Chen Feng frowned, a hint of displeasure flashed in his heart.

Chen Feng had already seen very clearly the contempt this person had for him just now, but Chen Feng didn't want to break up with him, so he endured it.

This person's nickname is Seven-tailed Scorpion, but no one knows his real name.

In the underground black market in Yingzhou City, he was a legendary figure who was responsible for selling information, and Chen Feng was unwilling to have a confrontation with him.

Therefore, Chen Feng took a deep breath and endured it again.