readx;? Just when the atmosphere stiffened, the demon cultivator in the corner spoke again. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Eleven thousand spirit stones. ”

This time, the people in the entire auction did not react much, nor were they surprised or surprised, but just stared at the two coldly, with bad intentions on their faces.

Including the women on the auction table, their faces were full of coldness.

Obviously, even the woman didn't think that these two guys were really bidding.

Lin Xuan's brows gradually furrowed, he thought to himself for a moment, and his face showed hesitation.

Lin Xuan didn't feel sorry for the spirit stones, he also had fifteen or six spirit stones on hand, but if he kept adding them like this, I was afraid that he wouldn't be able to beat the twenty thousand spirit stones.

That demon cultivator should have an iron heart to want this remnant soldier. Fifteen or six thousand spirit stones, Lin Xuan is afraid that he will not be sure to take them.

Seeing Lin Xuan's hesitation, Bai Yifei pitifully grabbed Lin Xuan's hand, looked at him with extremely aggrieved eyes, and begged: "Brother Lin Xuan, please stop shooting." Let him shoot him away......"

Every time Lin Xuan made an offer, Bai Yifei's whole person seemed to be driven into the abyss and in despair. Then as soon as the demon cultivator made a price, he instantly rescued Bai Yifei and the two people alive from the ghost gate.

After repeating this several times, Bai Yifei's whole person was about to collapse.

Lin Xuan naturally knew what Bai Yifei and Lian Ye were worried about, and he couldn't cry or laugh in his heart. Just as he was about to speak again, An Yuru's voice sounded in his head again, looking a little gloomy.

"No need. ”

"Huh?" Lin Xuan asked strangely in his heart, "Why don't you want it suddenly?" Are you afraid that I won't be able to shoot this remnant soldier with more than 15,000 spirit stones?"

Hearing this, An Yuru's voice suddenly became cold, and her tone suddenly changed, revealing an endless coldness and demonic aura. The chill and killing in those words suddenly emanated, making everyone in the entire auction shudder:

"Hongu, what you want, you never can't get it. ”

In the past three years that Lin Xuan and An Yuru have been together, they have never seen her look so angry as today.

Although the tone was still flat, the chill and evil aura contained in it seemed to pull Lin Xuan into the ice cellar, and even his own blood seemed to be frozen.

This is the second time An Yuru has been angry, the first time, when Lin Xuan was seriously injured.

The onlookers and cultivators around them also instantly felt a cold and piercing deep chill coming from Lin Xuan's body, and the cold and indifferent murderous aura swept away.

These people shuddered violently and looked at Lin Xuan in great surprise. In their eyes, Lin Xuan, who was originally dressed in a green shirt, seemed to have suddenly skyrocketed, twisted, and turned into an unshakable hideous demon as terrifying.

However, this illusion disappeared in an instant, and when everyone came back to their senses again, Lin Xuan had recovered as before, and the chill that permeated the air also dissipated in an instant.

"Okay, I don't want it. ”

Lin Xuan shook his hand, licked his lips, and said, "Since you want that piece of iron so much, then I'll give it to you." ”

As soon as he said this, Bai Yifei and Lian Ye immediately wiped the cold sweat from their foreheads, and they couldn't wait to hug each other and cry bitterly.

It's like picking up a life from the ghost gate.

In the end, this broken sword was directly taken away by the demon cultivator with more than 10,000 spirit stones.

It wasn't until the demon cultivator handed over more than 10,000 spirit stones on the spot that the few cultivators who were guarding the door of the Xuan Realm disappeared quietly.

After obtaining the broken sword, Demon Xiu left the auction house and left.

The auction is still in full swing.

"Want to go?" An Yuru smiled faintly.

Lin Xuan sensed the chill from this cold laughter.

"Keep up with him. An Yuru said coldly.

Lin Xuan nodded, and his heart was silently running with Xuan Qi, and the pale red spiritual imprint of the Demon Cultivator once again appeared in mid-air.

Lin Xuan and Bai Yifei said hello and left the auction hall silently.

He followed the demon cultivator all the way, followed the red mark left by the demon cultivator, and chased all the way out of the bustling area of Black Wind City.

The entire Black Wind City covers an extremely vast area, and not all places are bustling and full of people.

For thousands of years, Black Wind City has experienced dozens of immortal and demon battles, large and small.

There are many places in the city, the original Qionglou Yuyu, now they have turned into endless ruins, and broken walls and ruins can be seen everywhere.

In this large area of collapsed ruins, there are all kinds of monsters infested from time to time, and there are also many lone cultivators who come to look for treasures, to see if they can find the treasures left behind in the ruins of the immortal and demon war thousands of years ago.

Lin Xuan followed the demon cultivator all the way, and followed it for a day and a night, and the demon cultivator seemed to be waiting for someone, and he wandered around the entire Black Wind City for a day and a night.

Lin Xuan was also patient and followed him for a day and a night.

Fortunately, this soul imprint can not only track the demon cultivator, but also seems to have the effect of concealing his own aura and divine sense, and the demon cultivator has not discovered Lin Xuan for a day and a night.

If it weren't for the effect of the Soul Seal, ordinary cultivators in the Xuan Realm would have noticed it a long time ago.

Lin Xuan followed him until the afternoon of the second day, and he also began to hesitate.

"If it goes on like this, I don't know how long I'm going to keep track of it. So as not to delay time, I still let Bai Yifei and the two of them go to Tiangang City to carry out the mission first. ”

"First pass on a divine sense to Bai Yifei and the others. Lin Xuan took out his disciple's edict and sent Bai Yifei a divine sense imprint: "I still have something to deal with, so I'll leave for a few days." You go to Tiangang City first, and I'll arrive later. Let's meet in Tiangang City. ”

That Bai Yifei and Lian Ye quickly replied to the Divine Soul Imprint, indicating that they had set off and had left Black Wind City now.

After Lin Xuan got the reply, he completely relaxed and followed the demon cultivator intently to see what he was going to do. When will there be a chance to start.

In the afternoon of the second day, the demon cultivator finally stopped wandering around, but turned around and entered the ruins of the ruined building.

Lin Xuan followed this demon cultivator closely all the way, crossing three mountains and crossing two rivers. However, he was still walking like flying, and for Lin Xuan, who was now in the fivefold innate realm, the mountains and mountains seemed to be walking on the ground in front of him.

That demon cultivator didn't seem to notice it at all, or didn't expect it at all, that a mere kid from the Innate Realm would dare to follow him.

Demon Xiu finally stopped in a demonic ancient temple.

This ancient temple looks dilapidated everywhere, the four walls have long collapsed, and even the demons enshrined in the temple have faded after thousands of years of rain and snow, but the appearance is still hideous. It has a desolate and ferocious aura.

Lin Xuan's Xuan Qi poured into his eyes, and a pair of black pupils immediately changed color, emitting a faint blue light, and his vision suddenly became clear, hiding in the grass and looking towards the ancient temple.

The ancient temple was forbidden by the demon cultivator, and in the dim formation, one by one the demon phantoms shrouded the entire ancient temple, constantly wandering in the air, wailing strangely.

Demon Xiu waved his loose black robe, absorbing all the illusory demons in the sky into his cuffs.

Only then could Lin Xuan see clearly that the exotic demon girl was sitting on the edge of the ancient well tremblingly, her originally delicate face was full of horror and looked very pale.

"Boom. Demon Xiu looked at the demon girl, smiled sadly, and showed his blackened fangs: "Little girl, do you still want to run away?"

"You!" The exotic girl showed two symmetrical little fangs, angry and angry, but helpless: "Let me go!"

Demon Xiuyin smiled: "Don't worry, I'll let you go soon." Someone will pick you up later. ”

After speaking, he didn't care about the girl of the demon clan, but sat cross-legged next to the ancient well, holding it in both hands, and took out the broken sword that had just been auctioned off as a treasure.

"Hey!"

Demon Xiu looked at this broken sword, and his whole hand trembled with excitement: "It may be useless for others to ask for this piece of iron, but for me, it is simply a blessing and opportunity!"

"A few years ago, I only comprehended the demonic intent of this broken sword by chance! I was able to absorb the demonic qi in it and use it for my use!"

"I absorbed an identical broken sword before, which directly allowed me to break through to the sevenfold of the Xuan Realm. If this piece of broken sword is devoured again, I am afraid that it will be able to directly impact the Nine Layers of the Tongxuan Realm, or even the Nayuan Realm!"

Hearing this, Lin Xuan's whole person was stunned.

He thought to himself, "This old demon's luck is too good, he can comprehend the demonic intent on the broken demon soldier and absorb the demonic energy." This is no different from a pie falling from the sky, a one-in-a-million chance can also be encountered by him?'

'I have to say, every cultivator has his own luck!'

Lin Xuan became a little jealous: "No wonder you are willing to spend a lot of money, more than 10,000 spirit stones, to buy this broken sword!"

'Lao Tzu, why don't you have such good luck!'

As he pondered, the demon cultivator had gradually begun to devour the demonic qi on his broken sword.

The entire broken sword floated in the air in front of him, wrapped in clouds of black demonic energy.

The demonic qi evolved into countless evil ghosts, devouring the cold demonic qi originally contained in the broken sword little by little, decomposing it little by little, and then continuously absorbing it into the demonic cultivator's body.

This process lasted about two hours.

Suddenly, there was an inexplicable surge of Xuan Qi around him, coming from afar.

The demon cultivator sensed this mysterious qi, so he couldn't get enough of the broken sword, stood up, and looked towards a certain corner of the demon ancient temple.

In this dark corner, an illusory figure appeared out of thin air, gradually condensing into substance.

This person stood on top of the broken wall, waiting for the light to gradually dim and dissipate, revealing his original appearance, Lin Xuan fixed his eyes and was immediately taken aback!

This person's face is familiar, isn't it Wang Chen who gritted his teeth with hatred and made enemies with him?

"Wang Chen!" Lin Xuan's eyes widened suddenly, and he gritted his teeth: "I didn't expect him to be mixed up with the demon cultivators." ”