Chapter 162: Not Professional at All

"Wei Suo, you are really in big trouble this time, I asked you not to fight him, what should I do!" pulled Wei Suo's sleeve again and again, but when he saw Wei Suo, he didn't listen to him, and he agreed, Nangong Yuqing, who has always been very sister-like, was angry and anxious, like an ant on a hot pot. "He is the elder of the Golden Eagle Palace, Tianfengzi, not only has a real spirit rank magic weapon on his body, but also has a demon beast, I don't know what kind of demon beast it is, but at least it is above the fourth order!"

"A spirit rank magic weapon, a demon beast?" But what made her a little stunned was that Wei Suo whispered in her ear without moving, "Don't worry, I'll promise to beat him into a pig's head later, and I didn't like this guy last time." ”

"Since everyone has no objections, let's go to the Iron Blood Hall now. Youlan, who was extremely demonic, nodded with satisfaction at this time, looked at Dong Qingyi and smiled slightly, and said: "But it's good that the two of them are fighting, from now on, others can't give them any magic weapons, otherwise this kind of competition will be meaningless." ”

"It's nature. Dong Qingyi said calmly, "As long as you don't do it yourself." ”

"Let's go. Xin Youlan didn't say anything more, and rode the brute beast towards the mountain where the mountain gate of the Dongyao Resort on the south side of the Seven Star City was located.

Dong Qingyi glanced at Wei Suo and the others coldly, and also walked towards the mountain by himself.

Li Honglu glared at Wei Suo fiercely with a murderous gaze, and then immediately followed with a blushing face.

"Tianfengzi, this kid must be killed this time, otherwise it will be difficult to eliminate the hatred in my heart!"

"I'm not going to let him die so happily. The flat-faced Tianfengzi said fiercely, "I will let him suffer all kinds of pain, and then kill him slowly, otherwise anyone will dare to ride on the head of our Golden Vulture Palace!"

"Nangong Yuqing, what's going on?" and Wei Suo, Han Weiwei and Nangong Yuqing deliberately dragged behind, leaving a certain distance from Li Honglan and Tianfengzi.

"Shouldn't you forget the incident of the Qingfeng Mausoleum?" Nangong Yuqing's lips moved slightly, "We have been investigating for a long time, and we can already be sure that the Black Evil Cloth is in the Bureau, but the Black Evil seems to have an extraordinary relationship with the Golden Eagle Palace. ”

"No?" Wei Suo frowned, "Could it be that the mastermind behind it is the Golden Vulture Palace?"

"I'm afraid there is another secret, the Golden Vulture Palace and we do not have a special conflict of interest. ”

Han Weiwei was stunned, "You approached Li Hongyan just to find out the relationship between the Golden Eagle Palace and the Black Demon from him? ”

"I don't want to fall short. Nangong Yuqing smiled bitterly, "I have already poked out something from Li Honglan's mouth before, knowing that this time they came to Seven Star City, this auction is just a cover-up, there should be a big plan." I didn't expect him to come at another time, but suddenly came at such a time, and I said something like that, and I couldn't even get rid of it. ”

"I knew that he wasn't afraid of Tianfengzi, so I asked Xìng to continue pretending. ”

Speaking of this, Nangong Yuqing glared at Wei Suo a little depressedly.

Although she was a little depressed, so many days of arrangements had been wasted, but at this moment her heart was reassured, because she knew that Wei Suo was not an ordinary monk, and if she was not particularly sure, Wei Suo would not be so confident.

"I can't be blamed for that. Wei Suo shouted softly: "I thought that you had some important person or thing in their hands, under their control, or under their control, so I kept screaming and screaming, to see if I could see any signs." I don't know they're still in the same league as that black man. ”

"With your IQ, I don't know normal. Han Weiwei glanced at Wei Suo, but couldn't help asking, "You could see that she had another secret at the beginning?"

"You have such an IQ, and you still doubt my IQ?" Wei Suo said disdainfully, "You are just nonsense, just like Li Honglan's appearance, Nangong Yuqing still looks up to him? If you want to find someone who is ten times stronger than him, it's not just a casual search." Also, Nangong Yuqing, I want to criticize you a little, this communication jade talisman is obviously not good-looking at all, the workmanship is very rough, and it doesn't match your clothes at all when it hangs on your hands, let alone your face shape, but you also say that this is a good style, so you hang it on your hands, and when you pretend to be ruthless, don't blink your eyes and tremble your lips, it's not professional at all. To look up, look down and despise, it is best to bring three points of coldness and beauty among seven points of ruthlessness. ”

"I'm giving you an eye, but I didn't expect you to see it at all. Nangong Yuqing glanced at Wei Suo helplessly, but became serious and said softly: "The spirit level lower grade magic weapon on Tianfengzi's body is called the Ice and Snow Hinge, which is refined from the claws of the sixth-order demon beast Cold Soul Bird, not only does the attack power reach the spirit level lower grade, but also the ice cold qi also has the effect of curbing the aura of the magic weapon. ”

"Is it an offensive spirit rank magic weapon?" Wei Suo silently glanced at Tian Fengzi who was walking in the distance in front of him, "Other than that, does he have any special magic weapons on him?" ”

"I don't know. Nangong Yuqing said: "But you have to be careful of the demon beasts he raises, an elder-level figure like him, the level of the demon beasts he raises will definitely not be too low." ”

Wei Suo smiled: "Really, then the Golden Vulture Palace may have to lose a little more this time." ”

...

In less than half an hour, a dark red temple appeared in the sight of Wei Suo and the others.

This hall is located in a valley behind one of the most lively bazaars on the hill south of Seven Star City.

Seeing that this so-called Iron Blood Hall was so close to the most lively bazaar, Wei Suo couldn't help but feel that Dong Qingyi's mind was still a little easy.

Where there are more people, the easier it is to have quarrels and fights, just like the last time Wei Suo took the green-robed old man to a night market, and saw two people almost fighting in order to buy and sell things, if the place where the fight can be far away, the two sides may quarrel fiercely, and they may not be able to fight. It's so convenient. If you don't agree with each other, then it's good, you can go to war in the Iron Blood Palace.

And there are a lot of people here, as soon as there is a fight, there are naturally more people who run over to see the excitement, and of course Dongyao Resort can fish for a lot of spirit stones.

This Iron Blood Hall is actually much larger than the auction hall of Lingbao Fang, and the whole body is made of dark iron, although it is just ordinary dark iron, but it must also cost a lot of manpower.

On the outside of the dark iron material, there are many lines smeared with dark red pigment that I don't know what, and it looks a bit like blood is flowing.

And in many places such as pillars, lintels, cornices, etc., there are all kinds of grimaces and yaksha-like sculptures, which are fierce and vicious.

As soon as she walked to the stone corridor not far from the entrance of the main hall, Han Weiwei couldn't help frowning.

A savage aura came from within.

In addition to the heat wave formed by the roars of countless people inside, there was also a strong smell of blood.

I saw Dong Qingyi and Xin Youlan at the front stop at the door of the main hall. As two monks who were obviously wearing the Dharma robes of the disciples of the Dongyao Sheng Territory hurriedly ran in, a short and thin old man wearing a black leather robe quickly walked out. I don't know what Dong Qingyi said to this short and thin old man, but I saw the excited light in the eyes of this old man with a pair of mouse eyes the size of mung beans, "It's actually two Zhou Tianjing monks, no wonder there are so many people, okay! ”

Dong Qingyi nodded at the two disciples of Dongyao Shengjing at the door, and without saying anything, he let Li Hongyan, Wei Suo and the others enter the Iron Blood Palace, while the people who followed to see the excitement were all stopped.

Obviously, if you want to enter this Iron Blood Palace, you also have to pay a certain fee for entering the spirit stone, otherwise some monks will not bet on it, just look wildly, this hard work to get the Dongyao Shengjing of the Iron Blood Hall is a bit of a loss.

And because Han Weiwei shouted in the square before, he was still a virgin, and Wei Suo and Tianfengzi were obviously Zhou Tianjing monks, and the number of people who came over to watch the excitement was at least several times more than usual.

As soon as she walked into the Iron Blood Palace, Han Weiwei wrinkled her nose and almost threw up.

The scene inside was even more savage and bloody than she had imagined outside.

The entire hall is arranged in a circle, and in the center is a platform shrouded in transparent spiritual light. This circular platform is more than 100 zhang square, and the ground is also made of thick black iron, and there are two layers of stands around the circular platform. The stands are separated by only cast-iron bars between every five seats, making them look like cages.

The material of this fence obviously does not stop some monks, and some of the fences are clearly marked by monks with large holes, as if the monks are fighting below, and there are also disputes and fights from top to place because of different supporters or other reasons.

The entire ring of the grandstand can accommodate about 3,000 monks, and at least 1,000 monks are seated in it at the moment. Even if each person only needs to pay two or three spirit stones to enter, so many people come in, it will be at least three thousand low-grade spirit stones.

Among the so many monks watching inside, many of them were roaring excitedly, and the platform shrouded in spiritual light in the middle seemed to be not very clean, except for many deep grooves, many traces of spell bombardment, there were blood stains everywhere, and the grooves were even cohesive blood clots.

At this moment, a fight had just ended, and one monk was cut in two pieces by his opponent from the waist, and the lower half of his body was still standing, while another black-robed monk with blood on his face was looking through the upper half of the monk's corpse with a hideous face.

Faced with such a scene, Wei Suo frowned, but looked around silently.