"One hundred and twenty thousand. ”

An understated voice sounded again.

Although Situ Rong'er's voice was calm, there was a faint hint of murderous intent in her eyes, and her eyes were all on the Spirit Summoning King.

The competition between the two has reached a white-hot stage, and it is no longer a simple bidding issue, but a matter of face.

The Spirit Summoner King is dressed in a black robe, and the silver-blue pattern of stars on the side of the hood on his head is very mysterious.

"Situ City Lord, it seems that you are planning to accompany this king to the end?"

"It's you who provoke the trouble first, but it's none of my business. ”

Monks of their level, who dare to come to the black market, who is not the king of their own territory, has always been domineering, just like the conflict between Lin Xin and the Flying Corpse King, there are many conflicts that have broken out here.

Contradictions of this magnitude also occur from time to time.

After all, after living for a long time, there are many hole cards, and no one will be afraid of anyone. Even if it was a Yuanjing monk, being crushed in front of them, he might not be able to kill them completely.

Similar to the large number of clones of the Flying Corpse King, Situ Rong'er and the Spirit Summoning King also have life-saving means.

The-for-tat confrontation between the two is becoming more and more obvious.

The atmosphere is also becoming more and more deadlocked.

Clang!

Suddenly, a crisp sound sounded from outside Hall 1.

The powerhouses in the seats didn't seem to hear it, and most of them sat in their seats, looking at their noses and noses, and they were indifferent.

Apparently believing that the organizers' Emerald Black Market would be able to handle any contingencies.

Bai Zi in front of Lin Xin suddenly moved, and his breath suddenly exploded.

Syllable.

A hand slammed into her shoulder, pressing it back. Sit back on Lin Xin's lap.

"You !?" Bai Zi turned his head and glared at Lin Xin in annoyance. His right hand flashed and pointed directly at Lin Xin's chest.

The tips of her fingers lit up a little white light directly, as if there was a faint shadow of the emerald green of the seedlings. A dot on Lin Xin's chest.

It's like a stone sinking into the sea, and there is no movement at all.

Bai Zi was stunned.

"I can't help myself. Lin Xin sat in place and didn't even bother to look at her. A force slammed into its body. Bai Zi's face turned pale, and a mouthful of blood directly vomited from the corner of his mouth. Just quiet down.

Lin Xin's gaze fell directly on the Flying Corpse King opposite.

At this time, the entire No. 1 trading hall suddenly shook, and there was actually a faint vibration transmitted from the outside world.

The silver-robed man snorted coldly.

"Everybody, please go on, there are some juniors who want to mess with the whole trading process. I'll come when I go. ”

His figure slowly dissipated, apparently to check on the situation.

After a while, there was a loud bang.

Soon the trading floor was calm again.

Bai Zi's face was anxious. A hint of sadness flashed in his eyes. Knowing that the best opportunity was lost, a wave of despair suddenly surged into my heart.

I didn't even know how ashamed I was sitting on Lin Xin's lap, as if I was stunned.

"Okay, go ahead. ”

The silver-robed man reappeared and said lightly.

Situ Rong'er and the Spirit Summoning King continued to bid, but after the movement just now, both of them eased their emotional atmosphere, and they were no longer as white-hot as just now.

Soon the two of them passed on the news privately, and after a while, the Spirit Summoning King snorted coldly. No more openings.

The middle-aged fourth-grade monk slave was also taken down by Situ Rong'er in one fell swoop, although the price had already far exceeded the usual goods of the same level.

The fair also ended successfully. Everything is uneventful.

Everyone got up one after another, and slowly left this space under the guidance of the magic weapon on their bodies.

Lin Xin also glanced at the others, but he didn't stand up and leave immediately.

If he doesn't leave, Baizi will naturally not leave, after all, it is a gift from the organizer to the guests. This is still the sphere of influence of the Emerald Black Market, so naturally it cannot be exposed at will.

Lin Xin ignored her. Instead, his gaze secretly fell on the Flying Corpse King, intentionally or unintentionally.

I saw him get up after tidying up his things and walked outside. He slowly got up and followed.

The moment he walked out of the darkness, the surrounding darkness suddenly dispersed, and the whole person naturally appeared on the outskirts of the black market.

It is surrounded by a beautiful scene of green mountains and clear waters.

At the foot is a large white altar-like stone disc.

All the monks who came out of the trading hall were standing on this disc, and some of them still had a faint black glow left under their feet, apparently just teleported out of it.

A pot-bellied pig-headed man more than ten meters tall. Covered in black hair, he was extremely hideous, carrying a thick black mace, and was guarding the side of the disc stone formation, showing respect to everyone inside.

"We look forward to welcoming you next time. His voice was loud, and just the breath he blew dispersed the stones, leaves, dust, and the like on the side of the formation.

"No wonder the ground on the side is so smooth and clean. ”

There were voices of admiration from the crowd.

There were all top players present. Suddenly, such a teasing voice appeared, and suddenly everyone's eyes were focused on the person who spoke.

The man was a middle-aged man with a scruffy beard, dressed in tattered linen clothes, and with a single stinking black straw sandal. Hair messy, such an honor can actually enter the trading hall to trade.

This surprised everyone present.

"This person can actually enter the trading hall?" said softly a woman beside Lin Xin. The eyes showed disdain. "Impolite guy. Don't you know that whether your appearance and image are clean or not is a sign of respect for the gaze of others?"

"Hahaha, let's go, let's go, I've seen it this time. ”

The man smiled and turned to leave.

"Since the Demon Gods of the Showy are gone, let's go too. On the other side, a handsome woman-like man smiled, and also turned away with a little one.

"Huh?"

Lin Xin's gaze moved over, and when he landed on the man, he suddenly sighed lightly.

"Forget it, I'll deal with it later. Serious matters. ”

He withdrew his gaze and looked at the Flying Corpse King.

The latter was also looking at him, with murderous intent in his eyes.

Although at their level, everyone knows that it is unlikely that they will be able to kill each other easily, but unlike others, even if his strength is slightly inferior, he has always been a single person because of his flying corpse king. There has never been any subordinates, relatives and disciples, and they have been feared by other strong people.

Alone. Such existence has always been the most terrifying.

If you can't kill him, you can only wait for him to slowly take revenge on your family, descendants, and bloodline. Wait.

"It's a pity that the most important thing now is to put away the things that were traded and saved first, this guy can only teach him a lesson later. ”

The Flying Corpse King put away his thoughts, soared into the air, and was suspended in mid-air, without any movement, and flew directly into the distance......

Lin Xin also jumped lightly, and after being in mid-air, his feet kicked suddenly.

Boom. The air beneath him directly cracked into countless white cracks, and a large number of strong air currents sprayed out, spreading in all directions.

With a roar, his whole person disappeared directly in place.

"Hehe, there's a good show. ”

Situ Rong'er, the Fire God Boy and others also saw the movement here.

"How about a group?" Situ Rong'er suggested.

"Glad to be there. "The fire god boy is also a master who is afraid that the world will not be chaotic, and he has an agreement with Lin Xin that he needs him to help him refine the Fire Sickle Pill, so he naturally doesn't want any accidents to happen.

The two of them said goodbye. He also rose into the air and chased in the direction where the Flying Corpse King and Lin Xin disappeared.

Faintly. Several more shadows in the air suddenly caught up with them, and they also disappeared.

The rest of the monks dispersed lightly, and some hesitated, but they still didn't choose to follow.

Situ City Lord and Vulcan Boy are known to many people, and such big people are interested in the big battle, although curious. But more reason told them that this level of conflict could destroy monks below the fourth rank if they were not careful, and even watching the battle might be life-threatening.

So more people are still choosing to leave.

After a while, the people on the stone henge almost disappeared, and the huge pig-headed man on the side hesitated, but still pinched the jade pendant hanging around his neck. Notify of what's happening here above.

A beautiful and tranquil valley overhead.

The Flying Corpse King flew rapidly, just skimming over the gray-white stone wall on the side of the valley.

A stone suddenly burst out from a distance, landing on the stone wall less than ten meters in front of him.

Bang!!!

The stone wall exploded violently, and the stone more than ten meters wide was directly smashed, and it fell downward.

Stone chips and moss were stirred up by the explosion and dusty to fly, obscuring almost all vision around him.

"Who!?"

The Flying Corpse King stopped abruptly and looked back.

A black figure was standing in the void behind him for some time, staring at him faintly with eyes as red as blood.

"Hand over the Silkworm Moon Sword. Lin Xin looked at him indifferently, just like looking at the ordinary monks passing by, faintly condescending.

"Is that you?" a smile suddenly appeared on the cold face of the Flying Corpse King. "I didn't go looking for you, you should be glad that God blessed you to leave a small life, I didn't expect you to have the courage to catch up?"

"Hand over the demon sword, cut off your arm, and I can consider letting you go. Lin Xin said lightly, too lazy to talk nonsense with him, but what he said made the people who came behind him feel worried.

This is the rhythm of settling a vendetta to the death.

The Flying Corpse King was stunned for a moment, and then his face became interesting.

He looked at Fan Linxin carefully, and his eyes became more and more dangerous.

"It seems that my Flying Corpse King hasn't made a move in the cultivation world for a long time, and even a random little guy dares to bark in front of me"

He sneered, turned over and flew towards Lin Xin.

While he was still in mid-air, his body directly turned into a black giant python with one hand, and a huge red scorpion tail with the other, and the huge demonic qi on his body spread out in all directions like a hurricane.

As a master of the peak of Dao, who was able to be invited into Hall 1 by the Emerald Black Market, the Flying Corpse King could be regarded as one of the top existences under the hidden Yuan Jing of the entire Zhongfu.

If it was Brother Yuanjing, it would have been fine, but the one who spoke wildly in front of him was actually an unknown pawn who came out of nowhere.

"May Kuang Minggong be angry!"

The giant python that his arm turned into suddenly lit up his eyes, his snake eyes turned white, and he suddenly opened his mouth towards Lin Xin from a distance.

Rumble!!

A large stream of dirty water that looked like a mixture of messy filth turned into a column of water and swept towards Lin Xin. (To be continued.) )