The tall and sturdy young man turned to look at the master of the Wanbaolou Mahayana realm with a disdainful expression, "Hmph, if I hadn't heard that there would be a juvenile Ten Thousand Poison Hundred Yuan Flower at this auction, and Young Master Ben happened to need this Ten Thousand Poison Hundred Yuan Flower to dedicate to my master, Young Master Ben really wouldn't be uncommon to come to your temporary auction, you quickly let this person leave, and Young Master Ben would have a large number of adults who would no longer pursue this matter, otherwise you wouldn't be able to eat and walk around!"

Saying that, the tall young man took out a talisman and threw it to the Mahayana realm monk, the Mahayana realm monk took the talisman, and his divine sense probed into it, and after a while, his brows furrowed slightly, this tall young man was not a member of the five major forces, but just belonged to a scattered cultivation force Wutian Sect.

But this scattered cultivation force is not trivial, there are five masters at the Venerable level, all of whom are accustomed to the generation of idle clouds and wild cranes, and do not want to be restrained by other forces, so they united to found the Wutian Sect, and there are dozens of other Heavenly Immortal level masters, and the power is really not weak, the most important thing is that Wanbaolou is a businessman, this Wutianzong does not have its own Lingshan station, so most of the cultivation resources of their disciples are not self-sufficient, but are bought and sold from Wanbaolou, so it is considered a super big customer of Wanbaolou, which makes this Mahayana realm monk a little difficult。

This Mahayana realm monk pondered for a while and looked at Qi Changsheng, as if he really meant to let Qi Changsheng leave, but at this time, Deacon Fan Qingquan immediately walked to the side of the Mahayana realm monk and whispered: "Elder, this lord is the gold medal guest of our Wanbao Building, and he can't afford to offend." ”

The Mahayana realm monk originally wanted to give Qi Changsheng some compensation, so as to calm things down, and turn big things into small things and small things, but as soon as he heard that the other party was actually a gold medal guest, the Mahayana realm monk immediately became embarrassed.

Qi Changsheng was still sitting on the pear blossom wooden wide chair, looking at the Mahayana realm monk indifferently, seeing the expression of the Mahayana realm monk, Qi Changsheng stopped waiting and stood up.

Qi Changsheng stood up as if a peerless beast that had been dormant for thousands of years woke up at this moment, and in the eyes of outsiders, Qi Changsheng at this time seemed to be a god from the ancient world, as high as the sky.

Qi Changsheng was indifferent

Said: "Since you can't make up your mind, then I'll help you." "Originally, Qi Changsheng had been suppressing his emotions, how could he easily let him go when he met such a person who didn't know whether he was alive or dead?

"It's not good, young master, retreat!" The short old man behind the tall young man flickered, and he crossed the endless space and came to Qi Changsheng's face.

Qi Changsheng shook his expressionless hand, and ripples rippled in the space, the old man saw that his fist had appeared in front of Qi Changsheng, and the next moment it seemed that he could see the scene of Qi Changsheng being bombarded into slag by him, but I don't know why at the moment when Qi Changsheng was shaking, his fist was getting farther and farther away from Qi Changsheng.

At the same time, Qi Changsheng's palm was already covered with a layer of black liquid, turning into a sharp claw with a nine-sided dark gold pattern, directly holding the old man's fist in the claw.

After the old man's fist was caught, his face was gloomy, he didn't expect that this kid who was only in the realm of supernatural powers would have such a strange method, and his grasp of spatial power far exceeded his realm, otherwise his fist would not have been caught by the other party at all.

But who is the old man? He is a master at the peak of the Tribulation Realm, although he survived the Tribulation because the one behind him used an immortal weapon to darken Chen Cang, he was weaker than the peak cultivator of the Tribulation Realm who really relied on his own cultivation to survive the Tribulation, but after all, he was also a great master who had experienced the Tribulation, so he made a countermeasure in an instant.

A yin whirlwind emanated from his fist, directly ignoring the space and Qi Changsheng's claws and entering Qi Changsheng's primordial spirit, this is a tribulation that needs to be experienced in the tribulation realm, the wind disaster, the ordinary monk's primordial spirit was gently blown by this wind disaster, and it was immediately dispersed and turned into nothingness.

But don't look at the low realm of immortality, but he really doesn't care about this wind disaster, first, because his primordial god is a chaotic primordial god, far beyond the monks of the same level, and all the power in it bursts out is almost unimaginable, and secondly, he still has that mysterious treasure, the existence of the soul armor, this wind calamity really can't hurt his primordial god in the slightest.

Qi Changsheng's Chaos Yuan Shen sensed the arrival of this wind disaster, and his eyes immediately opened, a chaotic color

In the middle of it, the small mouth of the Chaos Yuan God opened, and directly sucked this wind disaster into his abdomen, not only did not hurt his Yuan God, but also provided his Yuan God with a mysterious power, that is, the breath of calamity!

Feeling that the wind disaster that he had finally imitated and condensed disappeared into the other party's chaotic primordial god, the old man's face really changed greatly, but Qi Changsheng didn't intend to give him another chance, and the immortal realm in the eighty-one acupuncture points that had been opened all over his body erupted with a terrifying power, directly covering Qi Changsheng's claws with a layer of crystals again.

"Ah!!h

Even the monks of the Mahayana realm of the Ten Thousand Treasure Towers changed their faces a little when they saw this. This gold medal guest seems to have become a climate, and the peak monk of the Tribulation Realm is like a doll in the hands of the other party, so this Mahayana realm monk who originally planned to persuade both sides to retreat simply gave up his plan to make a move, and at the same time thought about whether to report this matter to the building.

However, for the old man, all this was not over, Qi Changsheng's other palm was also raised, and the moment it was raised, it turned into a sharp claw, and at the same time, a layer of mysterious crystals covered it, and it slapped at the old man's head with one palm.

"Don't, spare my life!!" The old man looked frightened and wanted to use the escape method to escape, but at this moment he found that all the space around him had turned into a mysterious and powerful crystal, and his escape method could not break through that layer of crystals at all, so he couldn't use it at all!

The tall and sturdy young man had weak legs at this time, and sat directly on the ground with his buttocks, he looked at the blood mist not far away in disbelief, this was the top master that his grandfather specially placed beside him, I don't know how many dirty things he helped him do, how many times he took care of the aftermath, and as a result, he was slapped into a cloud of blood mist like a fly in front of him!