Zhuo Lingling, who was smiling all over her face, sent Yuan Ming and Gu Yue to the door of the box, but Yuan Ming politely rejected the other party's idea of sending him out of the building.

He didn't want to be so high-profile and attract attention.

The two moved to the hall on the first floor, passed through the rows of shelves, and were about to walk towards the door, but found that there was a noise at the door, and a group of people poured in through the gate.

The leader is a young man in his twenties dressed in white, with a handsome appearance, but his hair is white, and his lips are a little thin, giving people a sense of frivolity.

The young man was holding a girl in a red dress in his arms, talking and laughing, not caring about the eyes of the people around him.

The girl in the red dress has a soft appearance, a concave and convex figure, a thin long skirt shows a delicate body, and the whole body exudes a thrilling and seductive style, like a blooming fire lotus.

Yuan Ming has also seen many beautiful women, but he has never seen such a delicate person, so he couldn't help but look at it twice.

The same was true of the other guests in the Changxian Building, and their eyes couldn't help but focus on the girl in the red dress.

The girl in the red dress seemed to have long been accustomed to being noticed, and she half-leaned into the arms of the young man in white without paying attention, and let out a coquettish smile from time to time.

The two were followed by seven or eight people who looked like guards, who should be bodyguards, faintly surrounding the two young men in white in the middle.

Among the guards, there was an old man in black robes, with a deep bearing, and his eyes were as sharp as eagles.

"Foundation Monk!" Yuan Ming was secretly surprised.

This white-clothed young man is only cultivating in the Qi refining period, and he actually has a foundation building period guard, and it seems that his identity is not trivial.

"These people have a dragon-shaped pattern embroidered on their cuffs, they should be the disciples of Bailong Island in the Eastern Region of Southern Xinjiang, and the young man in white should be Wula, the son of the owner of Bailong Island." Gu Yue leaned over to Yuan Ming's side and said softly.

Hearing this, Yuan Ming looked at the eyes of the young man in white, and faintly felt that a rather pure water attribute mana fluctuation emanated from his body.

"Childe, look, that gem is so beautiful." The girl in the red dress looked at a blue gem on the shelf next to her, and her face looked expectant.

"These are ordinary spiritual materials, you can take anything you like directly, and take you upstairs to see and see it later, then there will be real treasures." The young man in white laughed indifferently.

"Thank you, Childe!" The girl in the red dress looked happy and took off the blue jewel.

"When will I be so romantic and golden, and I will always be with my red face." Gu Yue sighed softly.

Yuan Ming was not interested in this kind of gossip rumors in the immortal cultivation world, and when he saw that several people had walked in, after the door was empty, he planned to leave the Changxian Tower directly.

As a result, as soon as he walked to the door, a figure stepped into the Changxian Tower and passed by him.

Dressed in a gray and white placket, with a face covered in multicolored oil, a somewhat funny pointed hat on his head, and a pair of oddly shaped toe-shaped shoes on his feet, he looked like a clown in a circus.

There are not a few people in strange costumes in the city, and the appearance of clowns in colorful clothes has not attracted much attention.

Yuan Ming stopped and looked back at the man.

"Brother Yuan, you?" Gu Yue asked when she saw this.

Yuan Ming was silent, and the moment he just passed by, the hairs on his back suddenly stood up, as if he had encountered some terrifying beast.

He used his sea consciousness to find out about the person's situation, but after hesitating, he decided to give up.

It is very rude to use your divine sense to probe others, and if this clown in colorful clothes is really a powerful person, it will inevitably cause trouble for yourself.

The clown in colorful clothes did not wander around the store, but walked straight to the group of people on Bailong Island.

"Who is Your Excellency?" A big guard man turned sideways, stopped the person, and shouted in a low voice.

When the other guards saw someone approaching, they were all on guard.

"Hee-hee-hee......"

The clown in the clown let out a strange laugh, and before he could do anything, six golden blades of light with afterimages shot out from between his fingers, slashing through the necks of the two guards in front of him.

It wasn't until blood spurted out that the two guards reacted, but their bodies had lost their strength and fell limply to the ground.

Without any pause, the six blades of light all rushed towards Ula Gongzi, and in an instant, they were behind him.

Ula Gongzi was hugging the bewitching woman, tasting a spiritual material, not realizing that danger was coming from behind.

Seeing that he was about to be pierced by the golden light blade, he ended up with the same fate as the two guards, and a dark green shield the size of a table top shot from the side, blocking six golden rays of light at the last moment.

With a loud sound of the "bell", six golden rays of light shattered in response, turning into countless gold dust and scattering.

The dark green shield was also knocked a few feet away, and it only stabilized after a few buzzing and trembling moments.

The black shadow next to the shield flickered, and the old man in the black robe flashed ghostly, shouting, "Childe, quickly retreat!" ”

The clown in colorful clothes grinned, slapped his hands, and more than a dozen golden light blades shot out of his hands, all of them hitting the black-robed old man.

The old man in the black robe was furious, and at this moment, he naturally didn't care about the rules of the market that he couldn't do it, and pinched a little dark green shield.

The shield, which was already the size of a tabletop, was nearly half larger again, and its thickness increased a lot, colliding with the golden blade that came at it twice.

The golden and green lights collided fiercely in front of the dark green shield, making a deafening cracking sound, the nearby shelves were crooked, the floor tiles on the ground were torn apart by the powerful mana, the smoke and dust were raised, and the Changxian Building was suddenly a mess.

The clown in colorful clothes and the old man in black robe made their moves very quickly, and the customers in the store did not react until this moment, and fled outside in panic, as did those Tsing Yi attendants in Changxian Tower.

Most of them are just mortals, how have they ever seen anyone dare to do anything in the Immortal Tower?

However, there are still many monks and mortals who love to join in the fun, and they are far away at the entrance of the Changxian Tower, observing everything that happens inside.

Yuan Ming also came outside the building with the crowd.

The remaining six White Dragon Island guards have been around the prince of Wula, and some people have tried to help the old man in black robe, but the clown in colorful clothes and the old man in black robe have fierce fighting methods, they can't get close at all, and they attack the clown in colorful clothes with magic weapons, and before they can touch each other, they are shocked by the fierce collision.

In the deepest depths of the smoke and dust, the golden blades of light became more and more powerful, and each collision was like a boulder impact.

The green light on the surface of the dark green shield flashed wildly, and it kept retreating, and it was a little unable to resist the bombardment of the golden light blade.

The black-robed old man was furious, but he didn't panic, he held the dark green shield with one hand, and pinched the trick with the other, and was about to use other means.

At this moment, the old man's eyes suddenly suffered from severe pain, and the next moment they burst directly, and his sharp eyes turned into two bloody holes.

The pain in his heart made it impossible for the black-robed old man to continue the fight and fell to the ground.

The clown's eyes were full of bloodthirsty excitement, his tongue licked his lips, and he stretched out his hand to bend his fingers.

The black-robed old man's head exploded with a "bang", and a large area of red and white things splashed out, and the screams stopped abruptly.

Yuan Ming was shocked that a foundation building period monk could be killed so easily, and at the same time, his eyes subconsciously looked at the body of the black-robed old man, and a small white bag was exposed under the placket of his waist, which was the storage bag that was pressed by the old man's corpse.

A thought flashed in his heart, silently withdrew from the crowd of onlookers, turned around and walked away, and came to a no-man's land near Changxian Tower, a black light flashed at the center of his eyebrows, and a soul crow flew out, submerged into the spirit beast bag on his waist, hit the black toad's head, and submerged in it.

The black toad's eyes glowed with a hint of green light, which was the corpse control ability that had just awakened.

This ability can control not only corpses, but also living creatures, provided that the opponent is weak, such as a mortal, or an existence like a black toad that will not resist its master.

A hint of anthropomorphism flashed in the black toad's eyes, and a purple and black vine grew out of his back, swinging it quickly, easily making all kinds of flexible movements that he couldn't do before, just like Yuan Ming's own arm, his mana could also operate within the vine.

"Exactly as I thought." Yuan Ming said secretly, and manipulated the vines to stretch out from the mouth of the spirit beast bag.

He took off the storage ring in his hand and put it on the purple and black vines, the vines sank into the ground with a "poof", and quickly drilled towards the underground of the Changxian Tower, and in the blink of an eye, he arrived under the body of the black-robed old man, close to the white storage bag.

A burst of mana came out of the purple and black vines, submerged into the white storage bag, wrapped everything inside, and pulled outward.

At the same time, Yuan Ming cautiously urged the storage ring on the vines, enveloping the contents of the black-robed old man's storage bag.

A white light faintly flashed underground, and most of the items in the black-robed old man's storage bag fell into Yuan Ming's storage ring, leaving only dozens of spirit stones.

The purple-black vines immediately returned the way they came, silently and re-entered the spirit beast bag, leaving behind a storage ring stained with a little dirt.

Yuan Ming's heart was pounding violently, and he couldn't help but take a deep breath, and then he grabbed the storage ring, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

This series of processes is complex, but it actually takes place between a few breaths.

He quietly returned to the crowd of onlookers, Gu Yue was also a character who liked to join in the fun, and he was looking intently at the building at the moment, not even noticing that Yuan Ming had quietly left for a moment before.

In the Changxian Building, Wu Lagongzi's face was already full of horror, and in a panic, he took out a blue bowl, and a blue light shroud fell down, enveloping his body.

Almost at the same time, the clown's deadly finger was pointed.

There was a loud sound of the "bell", and the blue light mask was deeply dented inward, almost pierced, and finally barely supported it.

Seeing this, Yuan Ming locked his divine sense in the depression of the light mask, and finally found some clues.

An incomparably slender golden light pierced the blue light mask, which was not visible to the naked eye, and if the power of divine consciousness was not strong enough, it could not be detected.

Bits of golden shimmer converged from all directions, and it was the scattered spiritual power of the previous six golden light blades that shattered, quickly merging into the slender golden light.

The slender golden light did not become thicker, but its strength became stronger and stronger, and after a few breaths, it finally pierced through the blue light mask and stabbed Ula in the forehead.

A little blood red appeared in the center of Ula's eyebrows, and the next moment his head exploded, and his headless body shook twice, and he fell to the ground on his back.

There was silence in the room, and pins could be heard inside and outside the store.

The people nearby didn't understand how the black-robed old man and the boy of Ulla died, and the eyes that looked at the clown in colorful clothes were full of horror, and the guards on White Dragon Island saw this situation and ran around in a hurry, lest they become the next headshot.

(End of chapter)