Li Fei raised his eyebrows and looked into the distance, there were a lot of people around, it was very lively, but it was not because it was so lively that it attracted him, but because there was an aura there, which made him feel very familiar and shocked.

Li Feiyang came to the crowd, squeezed in with a strange technique, and saw what was in front of him, which made him feel extremely shocked, and his eyes became dull.

The owner of the stall is an old man who has gone through vicissitudes of life, and what is placed in his stall is not some precious elixir or some natural treasures, but some strange things.

Among them, there are a lot of rust marks on the dagger, but the dagger exudes a monstrous killing intent, even if it is far away, the killing intent emitted from the dagger makes people feel palpitations and fear, as if they can penetrate their hearts at any time.

A blood-stained Buddhist treasure exudes a strong evil aura, and the blood is like the blood of the Demon God, even after thousands of years, it still exudes monstrous ferocity.

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These treasures know at a glance that they are not ordinary products, they have a great origin, but Li Feiyang is curious, why the stall owner is placed here, although the Fang Market is a free trading place, and the flow of people is very large, but people who can afford such heavy treasures generally do not come to this Fang Market.

These treasures can all enter the auction finale, and they will definitely be auctioned for a high price.

Everyone looked at these treasures, their eyes were hot, full of greed, but no one bought these treasures, and even very few asked about the price.

The golden light flashed in Li Feiyang's eyes, and the runes flowed one after another, looking at these treasures, these treasures all contained a strange aura, and this aura was very weird.

"Treasure of Heavenly Demons. ”

Li Feiyang suddenly opened his mouth and said, knowing why he felt familiar with this breath, and at the same time feeling angry, this breath he often saw in that organization.

The organization uses these Heavenly Demon Treasures to hone their minds, and once they are infected by demonic energy, what awaits them will be death.

Seeing these Heavenly Demon Treasures, he knew why these treasures did not enter the auction, but were put here for sale, this kind of treasure was too evil to be controlled by ordinary martial artists, and every time it was used, it would have a great impact on itself.

The Minotaur's voice came, and said: "There is a problem with these Heavenly Demon Treasures, they are not the real Heavenly Demon Treasures, but they are infected with the blood of the Heavenly Demons, they are ordinary weapons, and they are cultivated in special Demon Blood, this kind of thing is even more terrifying, even if we Demon Clans are generally few people can refine this kind of thing."

This treasure can be used for a short time to unleash powerful moves, but with continuous use, the magic power on it is consumed, and the weapon is destroyed.

The advantage is that as long as the cultivation reaches the innate realm, it can be urged, and the defect is that after the person is used up, it will be wasted. ”

The Minotaur is a demon god, and he understands the affairs of the demon race more clearly, and he can see the problems of these treasures at a glance and analyze the flaws in them.

"Ah, you see, that's Feng Qingyang, I didn't expect that I actually saw a real person. ”

"The aura emanating from that body is the most powerful earth-rank martial artist I have ever seen, even more terrifying than some heaven-level martial artists. ”

"It is rumored that Feng Qingyang's strength has reached the sky, and he has long had the foundation of breaking through the heavenly level, but he has been suppressing himself, intending to break through his own limit, and then forge his own Dao foundation. ”

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Suddenly, the crowd boiled, and many people screamed even more, mainly women, whose eyes were full of light, even more dazzling than the sun's rays.

"That is Qin Tian, the Qingtian Sword of the Qingyun Holy Sect of the Eastern Wilderness Region, it is rumored that he has one person and one sword, chasing and killing the Cangyue Old Demon for three days and three nights, and finally killing the Cangyue Old Demon who has stepped into the Heavenly Rank for thirty years. ”

"Qingtian Sword Qin Tian has already reached the peak of the earth level, and it is rumored that if he cultivates into a sword body, once the sword comes out, the strong people of the heaven level will retreat, and he is one of the three swords of the Qingyun Holy Sect. ”

"Qingyun Holy Sect is one of the top ten holy sects in our Eastern Wilderness Region, ranked high, the three swords of Qingyun are Qinglei Sword, Qingying Sword and Qingtian Sword, the owners of the first two swords have already entered the realm of the Heavenly Steps, Qingtian Sword Qin Tian is the youngest, but his talent is the highest among the three, and it is rumored that he is expected to surpass his current master in the future, the Sect Master of Qingyun Holy Sect. ”

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Everyone looked at a young man in a green robe in the distance and said, the young man's eyebrows were full of cold arrogance, and his body exuded a faint sword intent, although the sword intent was weak, but it felt like a peerless sword, and a sword would cut everything off.

"Damn, that guy is here too. ”

"Damn, stay away from him, who let him enter Cangyun City with this plague god. ”

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Suddenly, there was a commotion of the crowd, and everyone stayed away from here, and soon the originally crowded market was suddenly full of people, and in the middle of the road there was a young man in a gray robe, dirty as a beggar, walking in the middle of the road.

Li Feiyang looked at the young man, and felt a very uncomfortable aura from the other party, and the other party gave him a feeling that was even more terrifying than that of a heaven-level martial artist.

The gray-robed young man didn't care what everyone around him thought of him, his eyes scanned around, and finally his eyes locked on something on the stall next to Li Feiyang.

The gray-robed young man walked over, seeing that Li Feiyang did not leave, there was no fear on his face, and there was a trace of surprise in his eyes, but he didn't care too much, but squatted down and picked up a bell on the stall, this bell is different from other heavenly demon treasures, this bell is not stained with blood, with a trace of time.

The gray-robed young man's voice was hoarse, and he said, "How can this thing be sold?"

The old man glanced at the bell and said, "One hundred high-grade spirit stones." ”

"It's not expensive. ”

The gray-robed young man said, and with a wave of his hand, a storage ring fell on the old man's hand, and he put the bell away, stood up, and turned to leave here.

After a while, people kept appearing all around.

Many people looked at Li Feiyang with strange eyes.

One of them asked curiously, "Aren't you afraid?"

"Afraid? Who is he, why should I be afraid?"

Li Feiyang asked suspiciously, although the gray-robed young man was very powerful, he didn't look like a demon, but it was just different from the clothes that the popular Tianjiao was wearing before.

A young man in brocade looked at Li Feiyang and said with a smile: "Ordinary people, newborn calves are not afraid of tigers. ”

A person next to him corrected: "You are wrong, it is the ignorant who are not afraid." ”

When Li Feiyang heard the other party's words, he became interested in the identity of the gray-robed young man, and asked: "Who is that person, why are you so afraid of him, I don't think he has anything to fear, and he is still very polite, and he doesn't bargain when he buys things." ”