It seems that because of the close to the start of the barter conference, the aura in Mangniu City has become more and more turbulent, and strong people from the surrounding ancient lands have come one after another. Recommended: The new work of the great god of the ear: "The Legend of Dian Jiao: Tianyue Oriental"

Even the warriors from ancient places such as Chaoge, who gathered far away, have arrived, of course, they can cross thousands of rivers and mountains, and these people are at least the cultivation of the Spirit Realm.

Even in the past two days, a rainbow light in the sky above Mangniu City penetrated the sky, like a blazing red glow, rendering boundless brilliance, and it took half a day to disappear, which was the trace left by a totem realm powerhouse.

Martial arts cultivation casting, gods and treasures are all foundation realms, and they are barely qualified to travel to the major ancient lands until they set foot in the spirit realm, and for most martial artists, the totem realm is a moat, after all, it is not just a fantasy to condense the totem.

For those ancient clans of totem inheritance, this realm is easy to say, but for the vast majority of martial artists, it is more like a chasm, separating the path of martial arts cultivation!

At this point, the path of martial arts cultivation begins to become steeper, and even if the luck is declining, every step will be difficult, so for the strong, for the treasures that can be beneficial to improving cultivation, once they are found, they will get as much as possible.

The morning sun was rising, and there was still a huge phantom of Mangniu faintly remaining on the vast earth, Qingyang Huan stepped out of the stone courtyard, and Lu Xiong and Mu Kite followed him towards the position of the head of the Mangniu Mountain.

In the winding and undulating city, even if there are still traces of nightfall, it has become full of people at this time, and countless rangers and warriors of the tribe have gathered.

The location of the barter conference was above the bull's head in the entire Mangniu Mountain, where it was a smooth mountaintop, the wind was howling, and soon Qingyang Huan and the three of them came to the bottom of the bull's head, and looked up, a winding mountain road stretched from the cow's back to the top of the cow's head.

"Participate in the barter conference, 10,000 lower-grade blood essence stones per person, or 100 medium-grade blood essence stones!"

The warrior guarding the mountain road swept towards Qingyang Huan and the three of them, and shouted in a cold voice.

Blood essence stones naturally have grades, Qingyang Huan's cultivation is all at the lower grade level, a medium-grade blood essence stone is worth a hundred lower-grade blood essence stones, and the middle-grade blood essence stone is enough for the totem realm powerhouse to replenish blood qi.

Qing Yanghuan didn't care about the cold drink of the martial artist, and with a wave of his big hand, a red blood qi rolled out from the bone pattern space like a long river, and fell on a smooth stone seat on the side.

30,000 lower-grade blood essence stones!

After paying the blood essence stone, Qingyang Huan walked up the stone steps towards the top of the cow's head, the winding mountain road was built in the steepest position of the mountain peak, undulating like a big dragon, and the wind was constantly sweeping around him, and the whistling sound crossed his ears, like thunder bursting.

"Ah......h

Suddenly, an exclamation sounded, and a young martial artist on the mountain road was blown by the attacking heavenly wind, and even if his whole body was splashed with blood and qi, he couldn't break through the heavenly wind and fell down the mountain.

At the bottom of Mangniu Mountain, there were already warriors gathered, looking up at the top of the mountain, their eyes burst with divine light, and they looked eager to try, they were waiting for the warriors to fall on the mountain, of course, not to help, but to wait for resources from the sky.

"If you don't have a spiritual realm cultivation, or shelter, don't step on it, you wasted tens of thousands of blood essence stones in vain, and you also took your life!"

"The heavenly wind on the top of Mangniu Mountain, unless it is a young powerhouse at the top of the list, it is possible to carry it down with the peak realm of Shenzang, and if you want to see it, you have to see if you have that ability!"

Whew!

The heavenly wind was rushing, as if falling from the top of the Nine Heavens, each with the power to tear the blood and bones, impacting the mountain path from all directions.

When Qingyang Huan stepped on the top of Mangniu Mountain, he was stopped again, this is a martial artist of the Spirit Realm.

"If you want to participate in the barter conference, you need to take out at least one treasure that is attached to the barter conference!"

Although he saw Qingyang Huan followed by two Spirit Realm martial artists, this martial artist was not surprised, every time there was a barter conference, there were some descendants of the big clans coming, but being able to wade through the heavenly wind on the mountain road alone was obviously extraordinary.

Without further words, Qingyang Huan palmed his hand, and a bone box appeared, revealing a touch of decay and silence.

"Styx water!"

The warrior's eyes lit up, and then he said loudly: "Okay, you are qualified to participate in the barter conference, this is your bone lead!"

took the palm-sized bone lead thrown by the warrior, and there was a faint cloud pattern flickering on it, producing a faint cloud qi.

Qingyang Huan walked towards the top of the cow's head, but the strange thing is that the countless figures on the mountain road disappeared without a trace once they stepped on the top of the cow's head.

Airplanes!

Like rippling water, Qingyanghuan walked forward for less than ten zhang, and he felt a trance in his eyes, and then it was like crashing into the clouds and mist.

Formation!

Taking a deep breath, I looked around, a hazy scene, and there were also figures around, but there was a thick fog, and I could only see the general outline.

With Lu Xiong and Wood Kite, he found a place to sit down, and there was a hazy figure not far away, obviously waiting for the barter meeting to begin.

Behind the barter conference in Mangniu Mountain is a mysterious force, but over the years, no one has been able to confirm whether it is a mysterious ancient clan, or the Terran Zhenjiang Mansion, or even the two great rangers of Mangniu Mountain, are honest in the face of this force, and they dare not say much at all.

However, no matter which force it is, it has the power to make people's hearts tremble, and the warriors who have attracted greed in the barter conference over the years have been buried at the foot of Mangniu Mountain.

Soon, the space where the clouds and mist were rolling, it was already full of martial artists, and Qingyang Huan looked at it, there were about more than five hundred people, and more than eighty percent of them were martial artists of the Spirit Realm, which was a terrifying number for any ancient clan in the ancient land of Lashan.

More than 400 Regent Realm martial artists!

There may even be a Totem Realm warrior among them!

All the warriors were separated by a few zhang distance from each other, and the clouds and mist were rolling between them, so that the faces of the warriors could not be seen clearly.

Burst!

A cold snort exploded, causing many martial artists in the entire sea of clouds space to look sideways, and they saw that the luck was rolling and exploding, and a middle-aged martial artist was covered in blood, his face was as pale as paper, and his eyes were full of horror.

"Peep at other martial artists at will, and cancel the barter qualification!"

Before everyone could react, the golden light at the top of the heavenly dome fell like a heavenly river, striking the middle-aged martial artist horizontally, and the clouds rolled in the sky.

"Rest assured, all those who come to the barter conference will ensure your safety!"

The terrifying power flew through the clouds and mist, and then fell.

Totem Realm!

Qingyang Huan also had horror in his eyes, no wonder no one could find out the forces behind the barter conference, such a strong man in Lashan was enough to deter all peeping eyes.