No voice other than the host could be heard at the scene, but everyone clearly felt that something had exploded, and all the bidders were stunned.

"Gapping high" 20 million, too arrogant!

Speaking of which, whether the cemetery of the burial saint yuan is so valuable, the difference in views between different monks is still very large, after all, it has no practical value, it is more of a spiritual sustenance or used to show status and identity, what is needed is necessary, and what is not needed is discarded, and most monks hover between the two.

It's still acceptable for them to buy at a suitable price, and if it's too expensive, it's worth thinking about.

After such a hesitation, the host was already counting down, "Three hundred million, and there are no bids, three hundred million...... Five, four, three, two, one, deal! Congratulations to this VIP!"

"Next, we continue to bid for seat No. 136546......"

The auction was successful, and Li Wuding's "cockpit" immediately showed whether it needed to be delivered immediately, Li Wuding pressed "yes", and then his "cockpit" automatically flew backwards, and then* entered a deep tunnel, pitch black, I don't know how deep, until the light reappeared, and he came to the delivery center.

A demon female cultivator opened the hatch and respectfully welcomed him out.

The process of delivery is very simple, swipe the card, and deliver the goods.

Li Wuding was given a palm-sized black communication disc, which was very exquisite, with the number 136545 engraved on it.

"When you need to use the cemetery, open the communication tray and you can communicate with the Burial Saint Yuan, generally speaking, as soon as you arrive at the Jizodai, they will arrange the follow-up......

Li Wuding listened carefully, asked some precautions, and then left the auction center decisively, it was better to leave before the auction was over, he spent so much money at once, he didn't want to be noticed by someone with a heart.

Back at the inn, the partners who went out to run errands had already returned, and with the broken language of the Demon Realm, they had all completed their respective tasks, and there was no news except for inviting them to be proud.

Li Wuding knew that what they had to do was not so simple, and they needed some patience, and he believed that Xiao Invite Ao had the ability to do this well.

"Look, this is the evidence of the Burial Demon Abyss Cemetery. After Li Wuding finished speaking, he took out the black communication disk.

"Boss, how much does this cost?" Shi Dongdong took it curiously.

"300 million medium-grade magic stones, the value is about the same as 300 million medium-grade spirit stones. ”

The room of people was almost scared down, and no one asked Li Wuding how he managed to get so much money, because they believed that Li Wuding naturally had his own way.

Ji Chengfei even ridiculed, "As for the matter of making money, except for the boss, everyone sitting here is scum!"

The next day, there was still no news from them, Li Wuding simply went to Tiananfang City by himself, and exchanged all the money in the card for all kinds of herbs and materials, anyway, the money was not of much use when brought back to the spirit world, and it was worth a lot if it was exchanged for something.

Back at the inn, Xiao Yingao and the others had already returned, looking a little haggard, and only said one sentence, "Fortunately, I am not dishonored." ”

Li Wuding thought for a moment and said categorically, "We will act immediately tomorrow, we need to ...... like this"

Early the next morning, a luxurious funeral procession came to the Jizodai, and the funeral Shengyuan, who had collected a huge amount of cemetery fees, was thoughtful, and after a simple coffin opening and autopsy, they were immediately arranged to be on a huge plane flying boat, fluttering towards the funeral Shengyuan.

There are hundreds of people at the funeral, all of them wear linen and filial piety and white flowers, carry the spiritual bed, the spiritual bed is placed in front of the offering table, put the degree of "shining the corpse lamp", carry the paper car, paper horse, Xiao Yingao stands on the bench, holding a flat shoulder, facing the west and shouting, sending the deceased back to the west, Yu Bao, credit all along the way to scatter paper money, like snow.

Well, the scene still really wants to be like that.

In this regard, Xiao Yingao is an absolute "professional", after taking the elixir that covers the spiritual root, their ghost aura becomes more and more intense, even if even the demon cultivators don't dare to approach them, to be honest, there are also ghost cultivators in the demon world, and the general demon cultivators are still full of awe and even a little afraid of the ghost path.

So they went all the way unimpeded.

However, there was no Li Wuding in the funeral procession, and no other team members could be seen.

The funeral boat flew out of the ancient city of Anyuan, all the way to the west, and soon came to a huge mountain range, only to see two black giant peaks sitting in front of them, the giant peaks towered into the clouds, and stood straight, from the outside, it was like two pillars of the gate to heaven, the inside was gloomy and terrifying, filled with boundless gray-black evil qi, there was no end in sight, as if the entrance to hell.

This is the "Holy Abyss Pass", which is the entrance to the Burial Abyss.

On the left and right sides of the "Shengyuan Pass", there is a black and gray light shroud that connects to the sky, spreads left and right, like a moat-like black and gray light shrouded all around, only when you get to the front, you can understand how strong this light mask is, there are countless gray-black flowing clouds-like evil qi churning on it, but the breath is extremely restrained.

Xiao Yuao cried loudly while quietly looking at it, judging from his cultivation, even a monk in the late Yuan Infant period was afraid that it would be difficult to break through this layer of defense, and it looked very mysterious.

The entire Demon Burial Abyss is under the protection of this evil aura shield, and what a powerful magic circle it takes to do this!

There were a large number of demon cultivators stationed in the "Shengyuan Pass", and after some inspection, the white flying boat slowly flew into the area of the Burial Demon Abyss and flew towards the core area.

Inside are countless deep canyons, from which a gust of yin wind wafts out, and the yin wind is mixed with a strong and incomparably strong evil aura and resentment, even in the daytime, it still makes people feel creepy.

Fortunately, what they practiced was the art of the ghost path, and as soon as they ran the technique of the ghost path, they resolved this resentful aura.

The valley was full of gray-black stone walls, and except for some strange plants that were very resistant to yin, there was no vegetation growing everywhere, and it looked very desolate.

After about two hours of traveling through countless curved canyons, the ship landed on a jutting platform.

Suddenly there was a sudden brightness in front of him, a huge rift suddenly appeared in front of him, this rift was extremely deep, and the dark evil qi below rolled and flowed like an angry wave, exuding a powerful evil qi, even if he took the elixir to resist the evil qi, Xiao Yingao was still almost suffocated by the impact of the evil qi in front of him.

A black shadow flashed in the air, his complexion was as pale as a corpse soaked in water, a man in a black robe, with slender cheeks and cold eyes, even in the sun, still made people feel cold to the bone marrow.

"Alright, leave it to me here!"

Xiao Yu was stunned, and then threw himself on the coffin and cried loudly, grief-stricken, his hands kept stroking on the coffin, and a storage ring was quietly stuffed into the coffin's secret compartment by him, which was Hu Dujun's storage ring "Qiuxiang" Dongtian magic weapon.

The Dharma team played hard, the mourning music shook the sky, and the paper money flew all over the sky, I have to say that the people are very professional.

In this bleak atmosphere of "Heaven and Earth share sorrow", the black-robed demon cultivator waved one hand, and the luxurious coffin was immediately held up in the air, and then "whew" to the ground and flew towards the huge rift of the Demon Burial Abyss.

Thrown down!