At this time, the situation was extremely critical, and a powerful person in the rear could take his life at any time, and Su Ao suddenly appeared in front of him, suspected of being controlled by that terrible poison.

"Is it really the end of today?"

That Su Ao was extremely fast, and he didn't know what kind of spirit he was invited, it was extremely terrifying, and he killed him in this direction, Feng Yin almost closed his eyes and died, but he didn't expect him to pass by with the phantom above his head, and suddenly rushed to Wu Zhenzhong behind him.

"He's here to help me?" Feng Yin was stunned for a moment.

Rumble!

The terrifying virtual image was like a god who had descended into the mortal world, breaking away from Su Ao, and he pounced on Wu Zhenzhong, and actually rushed into his body, Wu Zhenzhong's face changed slightly, and he couldn't move his feet for a while.

"You go!"

Su Ao yelled without looking back, and there were beads of sweat on his forehead, which could be seen to be extremely difficult.

At this time, Rao is Feng Yin had endless questions in his heart, and it was not something that could be said at this juncture, he took one last glance at Su Ao, urged the shuttle chapter to the extreme, and disappeared under the moonlight.

"No...... Bastard thief!"

Wu Zhenzhong's disgusted voice sounded behind him, and the voice became smaller and quieter, until finally he couldn't hear it anymore.

Su Ao gasped and looked at Wu Zhenzhong, who was haunted by the three-headed and six-armed phantom, he was almost exhausted, but at this time he grinned and said, "Poor guy......"

"Get out of here!"

A palm print swept across the air, and the space around Su Ao and the surrounding dozens of miles was flooded with blazing light, and nothing could be seen......

After three breaths, the light dissipated, and Su Ao had turned into a part of the ruins, and a strand of broken hair fluttered in the air, falling in front of Wu Zhenzhong, who was haunted by the shadow, as if he was still full of mockery, but Wu Zhenzhong was still trapped here.

At this time, Feng Yin had already flown hundreds of miles away through the shuttle chapter, and he didn't dare to stop, running while hiding, so although the speed was fast, it didn't make any waves.

An hour later, Feng Yin finally arrived at Xianyang City, although it was night, but it was not late at night, the city was brightly lit, and the pillars of light could be faintly seen rushing straight into the depths of the starry sky, reflecting the clouds in all colors.

Although it was night, the city gate was wide open, and there were countless cultivators who came in and out, including those who resisted the sword, those who rode birds, and those who resisted the wind, shuttling back and forth, endlessly.

Feng Yin gasped, he speculated that Wu Zhenzhong probably didn't dare to conclude that he had come here, and it would be much safer to blend in with the crowd now.

With his back to the brightly lit city tower, Feng Yin looked at the pitch-black road ahead: "It's really a ghostly old dog, I don't know if you can smell your dog's nose when I get to the city." ”

With that, he turned and walked into the crowd of people who were entering the city, and walked into the city with the flow of people coming in and out.

Xianyang City was the first cultivator city that Feng Yin came to in the Immortal Star, and he couldn't help but take a closer look.

On the street facing the city gate, there is an endless stream of people coming and going, in addition to all kinds of shops on both sides, there are also a wide variety of stalls, some sell news, some sell objects, and some sell slaves, all kinds of transactions exist, only Feng Yin can't think of it, there is nothing that does not exist here.

Oh!

A tall cultivator wrapped in silver armor rode a flaming steed and galloped across, imposingly imposing, leaving a string of blackened marks on the streets.

A beautiful woman with long sleeves fluttering led a green luan, elegantly passing through the ground, her face covered with light veil, full of beauty.

The whole city is full of extraordinary atmosphere, more than the cities of the earth, in Feng Yin's impression, I am afraid that only a place like the center of the Divine City can be so prosperous, but this Xianyang City is just an ordinary one of the countless cities of the Immortal Star, which is staggering.

Feng Yin followed the flow of people all the way to the south, and as soon as he wanted to inquire about the information of the Great Sect in the city, he heard someone say that Xianyang Lake had held a grand treasure appreciation conference, and the figures with heads and faces were all there.

After thinking about it for a while, Feng Yin dismissed the decision to investigate the news, anyway, he could see those great sects, no matter where he was, thinking like this, he followed the flow of people to the location of Xianyang Lake.

After walking for about two or three pillars of incense, the flow of people finally stopped, in front of which was a large lake, although it was night, it was not much darker than day, and the shore of the lake was surrounded by delicate lanterns of various shapes, hanging on the willow trees and swaying in the wind, reflecting the sparkling water of the lake, and there were many people on the shore.

He looked back and forth a few times, and found a lot of disciples of the same sect who were also dressed, but he didn't find the big man in people's mouths, Feng Yin felt for a long time, and then found a bridge that led to the island in the middle of the lake, but the crowd there was much more crowded than here, and it could be called shoulder to shoulder.

"Everyone, come and take a look, our treasure is very rare!"

At this time, a loud shout attracted Feng Yin's attention, and he turned his head to look, a two-three-foot booth was surrounded by tourists, pointing inside, and occasionally there would be one or two exclamations.

Feng Yin pushed aside the crowd and walked in, and saw a bearded cultivator fiddling with the three array flags in his hand and making a big introduction.

"Uncle, what's the mystery of this flag?" Feng Yin was puzzled.

"Xiaoyou's good question, you see my flag, it's only so long with fingers, there are only three, but there are more than a dozen ways to arrange in arrays, but you can trap and encircle and suppress, and you don't use mana, you see how strange it is. ”

With the bearded man's explanation, he fixed the array flag in his hand in the void and changed several positions, sometimes with evil qi, sometimes with flames, sometimes with mist, with a wide variety of types, dazzling.

Someone smiled and said, "There are so many types, but it can also deal with the little monk who has just opened the path of cultivating immortals." ”

"Haha-"

Everyone laughed, and the bearded man explained, "We are not here to fight, and the collection may bring some insights and inspiration." ”

"Just blow it!" said the people laughing, and although there were many of them, no one wanted to buy them.

Feng Yin asked, "This thing is also exquisite, what level of magic weapon is it?"

As soon as he said this, everyone threw strange faces at him, which made Feng Yin confused, and he didn't know what he said wrong.

The bearded man smiled kindly and said: "Xiaoyou is the first time to come to our treasure appraisal conference, you don't know, the treasure appraisal is not a conventional magic weapon, in that case, you can recognize it at a glance, what else does it mean, our treasure appraisal is all strange things, all kinds of rare treasures, secret treasures, regardless of grade." ”

"I see. Feng Yin thought for a moment and said, "Can anyone display treasures at the treasure appraisal conference?"

"If you want to appreciate the treasure, you have to find the organizer to review it, otherwise everyone will show it, and there will be no audience. The bearded man raised his eyebrows at Feng Yin: "How about little brother, I spent more than half a year making this flag, do you want to buy it back and give it to your sweetheart?"

"Next time..."

Feng Yin politely refused to quit, and soon came to the next booth to watch.

The treasure displayed in this booth is even more peculiar, it is actually a treasure knife with broken hair, but the effect is staggering, it is not used to cut people, but to save people.

Feng Yin stopped saying this and looked surprised: "The machete is the machete, how can you still say that it is to save people?"

The owner of this stall was a chubby little old man, and his saliva splashed when he spoke, and said: "This treasure is very strange, I bought it more than 20 years ago, and it saved my unknown number of lives, everyone is optimistic." ”

When he said this, he raised another knife and slashed at his arm, and suddenly a bloody wound appeared, and the blood flowed, and everyone looked at it and retreated, not understanding what he was doing.

The chubby little old man didn't speak, pursed his mouth and picked up the precious knife, and looked hard at the bloody wound, and the person who watched frowned and shook his head.

But an unexpected scene appeared, after being cut by the treasure knife, the original bloody wound was healed all of a sudden, leaving only a shallow mark, indescribably magical.

"What a baby!" the crowd exclaimed, asking for the price to buy.

"This baby little old man has been treasured for more than 20 years, if it is not for the poor and has no way, he will definitely not sell it ruthlessly, you don't want you too much, two hundred taels of Caiyun, this treasure is yours." ”

"So cheap, I bought it!"

Two hundred taels of Caiyun is not a small amount, but compared to this magical effect, it is not expensive, and everyone is scrambling to pay for it, lest they can't buy it.

Feng Yin shook his head and smiled, although this thing was good, he wouldn't buy it.

Think about the scene of fighting with someone else with this knife, someone else slashes yourself, and you slash yourself again, and both people greet you, that picture......

The chubby old man waved his fat hand and said with a smile: "Don't be impatient, everyone, this thing is not sold in a single piece, but in sets." ”

"Huh? The crowd was amazed.

"yes, plus this. The little old man raised the knife that had just slashed himself, it was just a sharp mortal knife, nothing special.

The little old man smiled and said: "This knife sells for three hundred caiyun, and one set is five hundred taels, everyone wants to buy it as soon as possible." ”

"The baby knife only sells for two hundred taels, and a knife sells for three hundred taels, cut!

Everyone scoffed, but when they thought of the magical effect of the treasure knife, some people couldn't help but buy it, and finally they were bought by an old woman dressed as a servant with her nose pinched, and she didn't forget to scold a few words of anger before leaving.

The little old man was not angry, and laughed: "Everyone...... The baby is gone, the stall is closed, the stall is closed!"

I want to ask you if you are tired of reading this book, is the pace of these chapters a little fast?

(End of chapter)