Mingque suddenly felt a sense of remorse, but by now, it was too late.

Poof-

Poof-

The blood flowers bloomed, and several people were crushed alive.

Mo Yu stretched out his hand, got a storage ring, checked them one by one, and soon found out.

The aura flashed slightly, and a piece of yellow mud appeared, like a living thing, and it directly swallowed Mo Yu's palm and spread above his arm.

Suddenly, the runes transformed by the cyan ancient bricks appeared on his arm, and the yellow mud trembled and shattered, turning into a yellow glow of the earth.

Faintly, as if a sound was heard, a suction erupted from the rune, absorbing it.

Mo Yu looked down and saw that the damage to the cyan ancient bricks had actually recovered somewhat.

He thought for a moment, and took out the pile of antiquities in his hand and the ones that had been bought by Mingque and the others.

The next moment.

Buzz –

Countless runes flew out of Mo Yu's body, condensing into cyan ancient bricks, sprinkling a cyan brilliance.

Under the light, the antiquities shattered, decomposing into yellow points of light, condensing into a piece of yellow mud, exactly the same as what had been seen before, about the size of a human fist.

It seemed to have a stellar mind, and as soon as it appeared, it sensed danger and struggled to escape.

But under the cyan light, it was suppressed and there was nowhere to escape.

Buzz –

The cyan brick trembled, and the yellow mud broke down and was "eaten" by it.

It can be clearly seen that after "eating" the earthy yellow mud, a crack inside the ancient brick is slowly repairing, and countless cracked runes have been reborn.

"More...... More ......"

An intermittent thought came, and the cyan ancient bricks were scattered back into runes and integrated into Mo Yu's body.

After a little sense, Mo Yu was shocked, but he repaired it a little, and the aura of the cyan ancient bricks was much stronger, faintly giving him a sense of oppression.

If it is fully recovered, its power will be earth-shattering!

It's a pity that I didn't find out before, the stall owner was from the tribe, and the ruins they found may have something that can restore the cyan ancient bricks.

If you have a chance in the future, you must go for it.

Before his identity is exposed and the Three Realms are killed together, Mo Yu must do his best to improve his strength.

Take a breath and suppress the thoughts in your heart, the key thing at the moment is to get the mirage map.

With this thing in hand, walking in the ancient land can get twice the result with half the effort.

Mo Yu turned around and went back to his room, sat down cross-legged, and began to close his eyes and practice.

......

Two days later, the Jinman Tribe Fair was held as scheduled.

Mo Yu was greeted and entered the residence of the Shuiman tribe.

"Yumo Daoist is here, we are ready, Daoist has nothing else to do, let's go. Wu Jiang smiled and spoke.

He summoned the people of the Shuiman tribe before sending people to invite Mo Yu, which is the importance of it, which makes people feel good.

Mo Yu's expression remained unchanged, and he nodded, "Okay." ”

Wu Jiang stretched out his hand, "Fellow Daoist, please." ”

The two of them took the lead, boarded the bronze carriage of the alien beast, only to hear the shouting of the coachman, and the two alien beasts pulling the cart roared and went straight to the fair.

Along the way, all kinds of cars are driven, all pulled by strange beasts, and vaguely, you can feel the obscure and powerful aura of the car.

These are all powerful people from the major barbarian tribes, and there are also many powerful foreign monks.

Cooperating with the indigenous barbarians of the Ancient Lands is the choice of the vast majority of the Three Realms cultivators after entering, and they will act much more smoothly.

Of course, the tribes that hated foreign monks were not in this ranks.

Soon, the Shuiman tribe's car stopped in a special VIP channel, and was received by the Jinman tribe monks.

Mo Yu and Wu Jiang got out of the car, and a cold snort came from their ears.

Not far away, on a pitch-black frame, a barbarian youth was looking coldly!

His hair was braided and hung down in fine pieces, and his face was tattooed with dark black patterns, giving people a strange and dangerous feeling, like a fierce beast crisscrossing the jungle.

Wu Jiang's face changed slightly, "It's the Wildfire Tribe, they hate foreign monks, and they are extremely strong. ”

On the pitch-black frame, a cold light flashed in the eyes of the barbarian youth, obviously hearing him speak, he raised his hand to make a gesture of cutting his neck, jumped off the frame, and walked inward under the support of a group of barbarian men.

Wu Jiang's face was gloomy, and he cursed in a low voice, "The Wildfire Tribe acts viciously and holds grudges, and if we can't offend them, we will also leave." ”

Mo Yu nodded, acting quite calmly.

Soon, under the leadership of the beautiful woman of the Jinman tribe, the group entered the luxury box.

It is about 100 meters large, the ground is covered with thick fur, and the square tables and round chairs are also exquisite. There is a wooden shelf in the corner, where all kinds of wine, tea, and snacks are placed, and the service is comprehensive.

"Yumo Daoyou, please take a seat. Wu Jiang stretched out his hand and sat on either side of him, while the rest of the people leaned back in turn.

In a short period of time, his face had recovered, and he smiled slightly at this moment, and said: "The strength of the Jinman tribe is the best in the five major departments, and there are also many treasures in the fair, but there are no less than dozens of them that I know. Of course, although the treasure is good, it costs a lot of money to get it. ”

"Today, if Yumo Daoyou has something to look at, you can give it with both hands in the next vow, and you should be rewarded for saving Daoyou, please don't shirk. ”

Mo Yu nodded when he heard this, "If necessary, I will speak later." ”

"That's the best!" Although he did not receive a clear answer, Wu Jiang was extremely satisfied in his heart, and if he blindly pursued success, he was afraid that it would backfire.

Seeing that he didn't do much entanglement, Mo Yu nodded secretly, Wujiang knows how to advance and retreat, if you can, you might as well help him in the future.

Withdrawing his thoughts, he looked forward.

I saw that on the side of the box, it was a whole piece of crystal polished, and the runes on the surface flowed, which could clearly see the outside world, but it could block the line of sight and the exploration of divine thoughts.

At this moment, the entire circular venue was densely packed with monks, and more than a dozen huge boxes were also lit up, and it was obvious that all the monks had entered.

This trade fair has attracted at least seventy percent of the strong people in the ancient land, and there are many large-scale forces competing for it.

Mo Yu's expression was calm, but his heart gradually became solemn.

Hmmm-

Suddenly, a flash of light shot down overhead, illuminating the circular auction table.

An old man's figure, I don't know when he has appeared, his beard is white and his face is ruddy, he smiled at this moment, and arched his hand: "Welcome to our trade fair, the rules are the same, please bid enthusiastically." ”

As soon as his voice fell, there was a gasp below.

"It's the old thing!"

Every once in a while, most of the barbarians would hold a trade fair to exchange ideas.

In order to ensure that the value of the tribal treasures is maximized, most of them have trained some extremely powerful auctioneers.

This old man is the most powerful auctioneer of the Jinman tribe, alias Jin Pozui.

Any trade fair he presided over would inevitably make the visitors bleed profusely, and there was no reason to have a seizure.

"It's actually the host of Jin Pozui!"

"It seems that this time, the treasures taken out by the Jinman tribe are very unusual. ”

"Damn, when you meet this old guy, this time you will have to spend at least thirty percent more wild stones!"

"What fucking bad luck!"

Gritting his teeth, Jin Pozui had a smile on his face, "I know most of you, and I'll talk about the old words later, without delaying everyone's time, the following is the first treasure." ”

Hearing this, the monk gritted his teeth for a while, and secretly cursed who the fuck wants to catch up with you, how far away is the death, how far the death is, and the death cannot be farther!

But soon, his eyes were attracted by the treasure given by the barbarian beauty, and his face showed anticipation.