Jun Ling knew that if he stood up and ran out now, he would definitely be arrested before he reached the door. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Now staring at him, there are at least three major forces, the Avatar Cultivator, the Auction House, and the Thunder Sword Sect.

In front of the strength of that god-transforming monk and the auction house, the Thunder Sword Sect could be ignored.

Jun Ling's mind was spinning rapidly, if he wanted to escape, his strength alone was definitely not enough.

Jun Ling paid close attention to the No. 6 private room and reached out to stroke his neck.

"Hop Hop." Jun Ling called softly, and at the same time held down the jump that was about to drill out when he heard the sound.

"Sister......" jumped and twisted her little body, and immediately stopped moving.

"How many bubbles can you spit out in one breath now?"

Jumping shook his head and said, "Four." ”

"When the hall is in a rage, we'll run out, and a man in white who is a terror will chase us, and when he's about to catch us, you're going to spit out four bubbles in one breath and trap him, understand?"

"Hmm...... Good ......" Jumping didn't understand what it was for, but it had a slight mental connection with Jun Ling, and at this time it also felt the tension in Jun Ling's heart.

"You have to remember." Jun Ling admonished again, and Hopping nodded nervously.

At this time, Jun Ling's divine time had already seen Cao Jingyang enter room No. 6 through a secret door behind room No. 6, and Jun Ling decided to act immediately and couldn't wait any longer.

"It turns out that this is the Ice Spirit Milk Spring!" Jun Ling's voice was a little excited, and he wanted to suppress but couldn't help but secretly took out a jade bottle and uncorked it.

The monks on either side of Jun Ling's side immediately turned their heads and looked at the jade bottle in Jun Ling's hand.

When the bucket of Ice Spirit Milk Spring was put on the booth just now, almost everyone felt the breath of Ice Spirit Milk Spring, and at this time, Ice Ling Milk Spring had just been traded, and everyone was still reminiscing, so they were naturally very sensitive to Ice Spirit Milk Spring.

"You actually have the Ice Ling Milk Spring...... "The monk on Jun Ling's right side was the first to react and shouted in shock.

Although his voice had been suppressed as much as he could, it was too shocking, after all, it was a little loud, and as soon as he shouted like this, the monks around Jun Ling looked over.

Jun Ling's face changed, and he closed the jade bottle stopper in shock, and said timidly, "No, the front ...... Senior, you read it wrong. ”

"Give it to me!" The monk behind Jun Ling stood up violently and snatched the jade bottle from Jun Ling's hand.

Jun Ling stood up in surprise and shouted, "How can you rob my Ice Spirit Milk Spring." While snatching the jade bottle back with great speed, it seemed that he was in too much of a hurry, the stopper of the jade bottle was pulled out, and a drop of ice spirit milk spring was sprinkled, and this drop of ice spirit milk spring happened to splash on the face of a Yuanying monk in a wide black robe not far in front of Jun Ling.

"It's really an Ice Spirit Milk Spring!" The black-robed Yuanying Monk was taken aback, stepped in front of Jun Ling and slapped Jun Ling with his palm, and at the same time was about to reach out and grab the jade bottle in her hand.

At this time, there was already chaos around Jun Ling, and more monks noticed the movement here, and some even stood up.

Although it is strictly forbidden to trade or fight in the auction venue, the monks who have participated in the auction have always strictly followed this rule.

But this is the Ice Spirit Milk Spring, an Ice Spirit Milk Spring that contains a glimmer of hope for ascension.

What is an auction in front of Ascension?

What's more, so many people have already moved, will the auction dare to offend them all?

Thinking so, more people also rushed towards Jun Ling.

At this moment, Jun Ling let out a low cry and narrowly avoided the black-robed monk's palm, but because of this, he didn't dodge the other monk, and another person slapped Jun Ling with another palm in the chaos.

Jun Ling seemed to have been hit, and suddenly flew up, and the jade bottle was unstable, and was thrown into the air.

The venue suddenly splashed like a drop of water in an oil pot, and it exploded in an instant, and there was chaos, and everyone's eyes were staring at the jade bottle in mid-air, and they fought chaotically.

Except for Gao Muqing, no one noticed that Jun Ling, who was sent out, did not fall, and swept towards the exit of the auction with great speed.

When Gao Muqing shouted in Jun Ling's voice, he knew that Jun Ling was about to escape.

With his understanding of Jun Ling, it was impossible for her to take out the Ice Spirit Milk Spring at the auction.

So when Jun Ling whispered, he immediately knew what was going on.

She can take out the Ice Spirit Milk Spring, it can be seen that the Ice Spirit Milk Spring in the auction is what she took out, and she should be targeted by the auction at this time.

He pulled Gao Xinglin, who had already stood up, and shook his head, Gao Xinglin nodded and sat down again.

The sixth son and Elder Li, who had been staring at Jun Ling, also felt that something was wrong when Jun Ling just shouted.

However, things developed unusually fast, and by the time they caught up with Jun Ling's original position, everyone had already been red-eyed, and anyone who came over thought that they were robbing the Ice Spirit Milk Spring, and they all started fighting indiscriminately.

The sixth son chased after Jun Ling, but was blocked by the chaos in front of him, he did not hesitate to draw a big knife from behind him and slash at the person in front of him, and the person in front was split in half before he could exclaim.

However, more people continued to come up.

Liuzi had a gloomy face, and when he killed him, Jun Ling had already run away.

Just when the sixth son was about to bypass the chaos, a white robe swept over his head, and the chaotic pile of people in front of him suddenly turned into a blood mist, but it did not touch the white robe at all.

Many monks who have lost their minds are shocked to wake up, and they are gods!

There are even monks who turn into gods!

Cangming had originally expected that a small Condensation Stage cultivator would not dare to escape from under his nose, so he still listened indifferently to Cao Jingyang's words.

There was chaos outside, and he realized that the little ant was trying to escape.

Cangming sneered, the chaos in front of him was nothing to him, and the lives of many monks were not in his eyes, he directly stretched out his True Yuan palm and grabbed it towards Jun Ling.

Jun Ling was very anxious, looking at the door that was getting closer and closer, as long as she was given two breaths, she was sure that she would be able to escape from the auction.

Seeing that the big hand of the True Yuan was about to grab his shoulder, Jun Ling took out a superb spear from the ink ring, and at the same time forcibly turned around in mid-air, throwing the spear out without hesitation.

Cangming looked at Jun Ling and sneered, he wanted to stop himself with a spear, it was too naïve.

However, before he could laugh, the spear that had come close suddenly erupted with a destructive momentum, and exploded with a bang.

The burst spear tore apart Cangming's Zhenyuan big hand, and a trace of anger rose in Cangming's heart, he couldn't imagine that Jun Ling was willing to explode a superb spear so decisively.

The spear that blew itself up only slightly blocked the Cang Ming Killing, and he waved his hand to dissipate his momentum.

And Jun Ling had already accelerated forward with the breath of self-detonation, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

Cang Mingji coldly waved away the explosive fragment of the spear in front of him, and continued to grab Jun Ling without pause.

Suddenly, a bubble appeared in front of him, and Cangming felt a sense of restraint, but this sense of restraint was equal to no for him, and he looked coldly at the ant's shoulder, and a half-palm-sized thing was spitting out bubbles at him.

Dying and struggling, see how you still jump into the sky.

Cangming had already regarded Jun Ling as a dead person in his heart, no one had ever dared to escape under the condition that he had predetermined, this ant was the first, and he definitely wanted her to taste the fate of daring to escape.

The corners of his mouth hooked up a cruel sneer.

（…… To be continued. (To be continued.) )