The surroundings were in shambles, and almost all the pavilions and pavilions were in tatters, as if they had been swept away by some natural disaster.

Looking at the departing back, Li Xue breathed a sigh of relief.

But when he turned his brows, he trembled slightly, and an inexplicable loss came to his heart.

"This man...."

Sighing slightly, she calmed down.

Looking at the direction of Ming Bufan's departure, his eyes were a little strange.

In the end, she was saved by him.

The will that could have died finally was shaken.

Li Xue suddenly had an urge to follow him all the time, but when she turned her head and thought about it, she was silent again.

She's just a drag bottle.

How can you follow behind him so unstoppable?

Not to mention whether the other party will let her follow, it is the indomitable momentum, how can she keep up.

His eyes gradually dimmed.

Sitting quietly in place, just waiting for Ming Bufan to return, since she has been rescued by her, she will no longer seek death.

This would make Ming Bufan angry, that was not what she wanted to see.

Dozens of miles away.

It was also a bazaar, with a few golden attics in the center.

The word on the plaque - Fu Bao Tang.

Obviously, it is a place where monks and treasures gather, and most of them are a place to auction treasures.

Then look towards this bazaar.

There were rivers of blood, and countless monks fell to the ground, all dead and dead.

The blood flow that gathers into it goes to one place along the terrain, dozens of feet away, and it is a blood stream that escapes from it.

Click~click~click~

A slow footstep appeared, and every time it fell, it splashed a lot of bright red.

The long black and white hair was stained with a lot of blood, condensed in his mind, and constantly dripping with the crimson thing.

This person is remarkable.

This bazaar was killed by him in an instant.

He is not in control of the killing, he is so terrifying.

It's to make it a place where there is no life.

Ming Bufan's eyes were still red, but they had faded a lot, and he could already see the slightly revealing black eyes.

However, the red light emitted now is still terrifying, and that evil aura is not something that ordinary people can bear.

Pinching and bursting a bright red heart in his hand, he walked towards the golden Fubao Hall, where life still exists.

I heard that there was still a very lively sound coming from it.

Look into it.

Nearly a hundred monks stared intently at the red cloth platform, where a delicate-looking boy with a frightened face, wrapped in a brown rag, with a triangular head, and a pair of iron chains on his hands and feet.

A neatly dressed man really pointed to the little boy's face and said with a smile.

"Look, this is the barbarian, the shemale sundries. ”

As he spoke, he flexed his fingers and flicked them on the corner above his head, with a hint of spiritual power.

In an instant, I saw the boy make a painful look.

"The material of this corner is very good, and the hardness alone is comparable to that of blue maple, which is still good. ”

Then he grabbed his neck and pinched it slightly.

"Looking at this body, it is also an excellent refining furnace foundation, and the alchemy sacrifice base is also very good. ”

Basically, the monks are very serious.

The man on the stage was clearly pleased with the effect.

"Now it's your turn to bid, starting at three thousand low-level spirit cores. ”

As soon as the words fell, a sharp voice came out.

"Four mid-level spirit cores!!"

"It's so bold, you dare to use a mid-level spirit core to bid, then I'll have four mid-level and five hundred low-level !!"

The words were hidden, and countless voices rang out.

"Four Intermediate Eight Hundred Low Rank"

"Four Intermediate and One Thousand Low Ranks"

“......”

The price rose rapidly, becoming more and more intense, this little boy was extremely important to them, the man on the stage only said the most inferior usage, in fact, there is a method that all monks know but do not say, that is, to refine it into a ding furnace, use a special secret method, pull out its blood, refine it on their own body, you can achieve a special exercise.

The effect mainly depends on the bloodline of the barbarian.

If it is the blood of the emperor, it may be able to get a chance of sanctification.

"Ten Intermediate !!"

The last thick sentence came out, and everyone was stunned.

For them, one mid-level spirit core can be enough for them to cultivate for half a year, ten is almost a huge amount of money, if a spirit realm mid-level gets so many middle-level spirit cores, they can even be directly promoted to the spirit realm high-level subversion.

The man on the high platform had an extreme smile, and the price was higher than he expected.

But the next moment, he was stunned.

A man with a naked upper body and a leather skirt covering his lower body slowly appeared at the back of the crowd.

The people in front of him were still looking at the barbarian boy persistently, but a strong smell of blood rushed in, directly turning their heads in shock.

"Mortal, are you here!!

"What about the gatekeepers, how can such a mortal be allowed in!!"

Several monks immediately shouted loudly.

Ming Bufan's head lowered slightly, and a picture appeared in his mind, which appeared when he was in the demon, that is, Qiao'er was surrounded by a group of monks, and he couldn't save it.

At this time, the little boy looked a little familiar with Qiao'er.

Therefore, a powerful blood rushed over his head with anger.

Bang bang!!

Two loud heartbeats echoed throughout the area.

The hearts of all the monks contracted instantly, and a great fear instantly emerged.

"Death for me!!"

Ming Bufan's mouth was hoarse, and his fists were empty.