Luo Zhizhen added another 10,000 spirit stones to the spirit stone bag, then put the bag in front of the stall owner and said, "A total of 70,000 spirit stones, you can count them." Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

After speaking, he didn't look at the stall owner's reaction, and directly picked up the black cloth strip that was thrown on the ground by the stall owner just now, and put it into his storage bag along with the six items he picked out before.

She is really afraid that the stall owner will not sell, don't be polite when she encounters good things, start first, and grab it!

The stall owner didn't say anything, picked up the spirit stone bag, and looked at Luo Zhizhen with interest.

Luo Zhizhen was furious by the inquiring gaze, and she always felt that the stall owner looked unkempt on the surface, but it gave people a very dangerous feeling. It's better to go with thirty-six strategies.

On the surface, he calmly walked with Ah Luan to a place where the stall owner couldn't see, and Luo Zhizhen breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time, Erha, who was following him, said: "Master, the stall owner is so strange, his cultivation is very high, I can't even see the depth." ”

Luo Zhizhen paused for a moment before asking, "Erha, can you see other people's cultivation?" "No, could it be that Erha also has a pair of see-through eyes comparable to Jingchi?

Erha nodded without hesitation: "Mmmm, but I can only see the cultivation below the Jindan stage." ”

Luo Zhi was really surprised. Erha, you are really a multi-purpose dog, you have to catch up with the mirror pool!

But in this way, the stall owner's cultivation is at least above the Jindan period? No wonder there are so many strange treasures in your hands, and when you go back, you must study the function of those things.

After Luo Zhizhen left, the strange stall owner lay on the ground again and began to pretend to sleep, but kept muttering in his heart: I have been in this market for a month, but the people who want to block it have not been blocked, but a lot of things have been taken away by a little girl...... Forget it, those gadgets are useless with their current cultivation, so let's dispose of old goods.

As soon as he finished thinking about this, the stall owner suddenly noticed something and opened his eyes suddenly. I saw him turn over and sit up, and with a wave of his hand, everything on the ground was put away, and the next moment he disappeared in place.

And next to the March Lake at the back of Fang City, a male cultivator dressed in white stood quietly, looked at the calm pool and sighed: "Xingchen, I came to Moon City again, but you have been missing for four years, my brother and sister said that you are not dead, but with your strength, where will you be trapped and not come back?" ”

If Luo Zhizhen was here, he would definitely be surprised that this white-clothed male cultivator actually knew her father Luo Xingchen, and the relationship seemed to be quite good!

Suddenly, the gentle eyebrows and eyes of the man in white became sharp, and I saw him urge his spiritual power and set up an ice curtain behind him. As soon as the ice curtain was erected, a sharp spike of earth was inserted into it.

The two objects collided with each other and there was a loud "boom", the ice curtain did not disintegrate, leaving only a shallow pit, but the spiritual power of the earth thorns was lost and dispersed.

The white-clothed male cultivator turned around slowly, and his handsome face was flat. Although he was attacked by a sneak attack just now, he didn't show any anger, and even his voice was calm. I only heard him slowly say to the open space in front of him: "Fuchen Zhenjun, this way of greeting is no longer popular. ”

A figure gradually flashed in the clearing in front of him, it was the stall owner who had disappeared in the fang market just now. The only one who is called the True Monarch is the Yuan Infant Monk, and this unkempt stall owner has a lot of background.

Fuchen Zhenjun laughed: "I blocked you in Fang City for a month!" Finally got you covered! I guess you'll be coming to Mochizuki Castle in the near future. What if I can't get in the mountains, aren't you obediently sent to the door? ”

"Oh?" The man in white still looked faint, "Fuchen Zhenjun is not staying in Tianxuanzong, what is the matter with Yin?" ”

"Fill me with less garlic!" Fuchen Zhenjun said fiercely, "Yin Luohuan! The Mirror of the Soul is in your hands? ”

The white-clothed male monk known as Yin Luohuan said: "What if you are here, what if you are not? ”

Fuchen Zhenjun was aggressive: "Hmph! Hand over the Mirror, and I'll spare your life. ”

"Heh," Yin Luohuan actually chuckled, "How can Fuchen Zhenjun be sure that he can win against Yin?" ”

Fuchen Zhenjun said disdainfully: "You have only been promoted to the early stage of the Yuan Infant not long ago, and I have already entered the middle stage of the Yuan Infant, what ability do you have to escape the palm of this Jun?" ”

"Try it and you'll find out." Yin Luohuan didn't have the slightest nonsense, condensed a huge ice dragon and roared towards Fuchen Zhenjun.

Fuchen Zhenjun was not slow to react, and did not choose to defend, but instead condensed an earth dragon and faced it head-on.

When the two dragons collided, the whole earth shook, although the Fang City was far away, but the impact was particularly strong, many monks were shocked by the sudden terrifying pressure and vomited blood, and even fainted.

Luo Zhizhen and Ah Luan both only had a fifth-level cultivation of qi refining, and they both vomited blood one after another. Erha was retracted into the spirit beast bag before, but it was not affected.

What's going on behind the scenes? Although Luo Zhizhen was shocked, he reacted very quickly, and immediately took out two third-grade Hui Yuan Dan, and took one with Ah Luan, and then immediately ordered: "Let's leave with a flying magic weapon!" ”

Ah Luan hurriedly took out the flying boat to enlarge it, and the two jumped on it and quickly left Fang City.

On the side of March Lake, the surrounding terrain has become miserable under the spirit art of the Yuan Infant level, and most of the water in the pool has also been shaken into huge waves, swept up into the sky, and then fell back into the pool.

When all the shaking stopped, Yin Luohuan was still standing firmly by the pool, while Fuchen Zhenjun coughed up blood and fell to the ground.

"Yin Luohuan, you ...... You ......" Fuchen Zhenjun looked up from the ground and said intermittently, "You actually ...... You've actually risen to the late Yuan Infant stage! How is this ...... How can it be! You've only been married for eight years, how can you ...... How could it be ......"

"How did you rise to the late Yuan Infant stage?" Yin Luohuan slowly walked to Fuchen Zhenjun's side, and said condescendingly, "I, Yin Luohuan, as the lord of a mountain, how can I suppress the Tianxuan Sect behind you without any real skills?" What about one of the four major sects in the cultivation realm, is it really afraid of you when you fall around the mountain? ”

Fuchen Zhenjun coughed up another mouthful of blood, and there was a trace of fear in his heart. This damn Yin Luohuan, it was not enough to defeat him, and now he is still using coercion to intimidate him! This coercion was as cold as an ice cellar, trapping him so that he couldn't move at all!

What a Yin Luohuan...... How could he be so powerful!

Yin Luohuan looked at Fuchen Zhenjun under his feet, just like looking at an ant, and sneered: "Don't worry, it's not time to turn your face yet." Your natal primordial lamp is still in Tianxuanzong, and if you are killed now, it will bring a lot of trouble to Luohuan Mountain. However, I advise Fuchen Zhenjun not to provoke this monarch again, if you want to get through the Shadow Mirror, you have to have a life to use it. ”

With that, Yin Luohuan disappeared in place silently, leaving only the seriously injured Fuchen Zhenjun lying next to the devastated March Lake.