Hearing this, the Ning family built a long sigh.

The foundation building period present was not unexpected.

Although the scale of the second-order spiritual veins in Zhuye Mountain is not small, it has to support the second-order large array at the same time, as well as the monks of shops, inns, and caves.

Only a small area on the top of the mountain can enjoy the treatment of second-order spiritual veins.

Even with the cooperation of the Spirit Gathering Array, the daily burden of the second-order spirit vein is not small.

If it is to impact the foundation and absorb a large amount of heaven and earth aura, it will indeed affect the second-order great array.

And there are one or twenty of them during the foundation building period of this auction, some of whom know the roots, some of whom hide their true faces and whose identities are unknown.

The Ning family is building a foundation here, if it leads to a weak point in the formation, once there is any chaos, the Huang family may not be able to suppress it.

The tragedy caused by a Zhuji Dan had happened in the previous Fang City in the Immortal Cultivation Realm.

"Buying the spirit stone of Zhuji Dan, many families can afford to smash the pot and sell iron. But to keep Tsukidan, it costs the family heritage and the price. ”

Lu Changan sighed in his heart.

In his previous life, he worked hard for his family, and he deeply experienced the hardships.

"Rather be friends and slow."

Huang Changling exchanged two sentences with the middle-aged Zhuji of the heavy armor beside him, and suddenly called out to the three members of the Ning family.

"If you are worried that the road is not safe, this Pang Dart Master of the 'Tianwei Tower' next to me can provide you with escort, but you will have to pay a sum of spirit stones."

Huang Changling introduced.

As the organizer of the auction, the Huang family did not want the buyer of Tsukidan to encounter accidents on the road, which was not good for the reputation of the market.

"But the Heavenly Guard Tower of the Yellow Dragon Immortal City?"

The red-faced old man of the Ning family couldn't help but be overjoyed when he looked at the Pang Dart Master in heavy armor.

Tianweilou is a well-known dart protection organization in Huanglong Xiancheng, with a good reputation.

The organization specializes in escorting monks and has a strong background.

For example, the Maple Leaf Huang family, this time held an auction, for the sake of safety, they invited the dart master of Tianwei Tower.

At the end of the auction, Huang Changling simply introduced him to the Ning family.

"Ning Daoyou will pay fifteen hundred spirit stones, and I will lead eight dart guards in the late stage of qi refining to escort you back to the family."

can take another order on the way, Pang Dart Master is very happy, and the asking price is fair.

"Good! The old man paid three hundred spirit stones first, and then gave the remaining part to the Hui clan to the Taoist friends. ”

The ancestor of the Ning family and the middle-aged man and the beautiful woman in the green dress behind him all showed joy.

The two Zhuji joined forces, and with the prestige of "Tianweilou", this trip to the Hui people was much safer.

After reaching an agreement, the three members of the Ning family quickly flew out of Zhuye Mountain under the escort of the "Tianweilou" dart team.

Sou! Sou! Sou......

At the auction venue, many monks scattered birds and beasts, and took the opportunity to leave Zhuye Mountain.

"Changling, this auction has worked hard for you."

Behind Huang Changling, a man in cloth with a vicissitudes of temperament appeared, looking to be thirty or forty years old, with a few strands of gorgeous hair mixed in his hair.

The cultivation of the cloth-clothed man reached the middle stage of foundation building.

"Uncle Tan, it's my duty to manage Fang City."

Huang Changling, who had an ancient appearance, said in a respectful tone.

The Huang family has built a foundation with three doors, and the strongest in strength and generation is Huang Tankong in the middle of foundation building.

At this time, Huang Tankong and Huang Changling, the two major foundations, stood on the pavilion, watching the flow of people leaving the auction.

"In time......

Overlooking the bustling market, the two foundation monks felt a long-lost pride in their hearts.

At this moment, Bamboo Leaf Mountain is several miles away.

"Dare to rob and repair—"

A loud shout sounded, followed by fluctuations in the fighting method.

The powerful aura of the collision of mana seems to have reached the foundation building period.

"There are people fighting outside the city!"

"Could it be that someone snatched Tsukidan?"

The faces of the two Huang Jiazhuji sank, and they were extremely ugly.

is so close to Fang City, he can't wait to kill people and grab treasures, and he simply doesn't take them in the eyes of the Huang family.

If you want to fight, you should stay away.

……

Between the plains five or six miles away from Fang City.

The three members of the Ning family took a flying boat and were quickly evacuated under the escort of Tianweilou Pang Dart Master and others.

Suddenly.

They caught a powerful evil wind.

In the distance, clouds rolled.

An evil long-haired man, stepping on a black cloud, stopped a flying boat piloted during the foundation building period.

"Leave the Cold Moon Blade and the Blood Spirit Pill, Liang will spare you from dying!"

The cold voice, with an unmistakable tone.

"Dare to rob! Dare to intercept my Imperial Beast Zhou family? ”

On the flying boat, a middle-aged scribe was in the foundation building period, and he felt the evil aura and magic power rushing to his face, and he couldn't help but shout.

It is the Zhou family that builds the foundation, Zhou Jingxuan.

"Uncle Jing Xuan, this person is Liang Shaotian!"

The girl in the yellow dress who was refining qi at the seventh level behind her exclaimed.

The long-haired man was dressed in a moire black robe, his face was slightly pale, his sword eyebrows were straight, his nose was like a gall, and his slender and sharp black eyes were like a deep cold pool.

Touching the other party's black pupils, Zhou Qingxuan's heart was shocked and he almost collapsed.

"The Zhou family of the beast is just a beast, I don't know what to do!"

Liang Shaotian's black hair fluttered, and his figure was blurred.

In the next moment, two or three black wind shadows attacked the middle-aged scribe at the same time.

Rumble! Poof!

Several huge black wind blades, accompanied by the sound of electric arcs, violently rushed in front of the middle-aged scribe.

"Qing Xuan be careful!"

The middle-aged scribe was furious, and sacrificed a black inkstone, which swelled to the size of several zhang, and the black glow was huge, like a mini small mountain.

However, under the ravages of several black winds and electric arcs, this high-grade magic weapon only lasted for one or two breaths, and its aura shrank dimly.

"Not good!"

The middle-aged scribe retreated sharply, condensed a layer of mana shield, spit out another mouthful of essence blood, and landed on the black inkstone, the latter's breath climbed a little, barely carrying the first round of attack.

Under the impact of the strong winds of the confrontation during the foundation building period.

Zhou Qingxuan's delicate body flipped in the sky, and the talisman light shield on her body broke several times in a row, which was able to avoid the confrontation area.

"Nearby foundation building seniors, we are the Imperial Beast Zhou family, please come to the rescue!"

Zhou Qingxuan, who was pale, was anxious and hurriedly called for help.

"The Zhou family was attacked!"

"It's Liang Shaotian, the devil!"

Several people left the foundation building period of Fang City and were taken aback.

During the scanning of the divine sense, Zhou Jingxuan of the Zhou family was seriously injured and vomited blood, and he was about to die at any time.

"The target is not us! Get out of the way—"

The Pang Dart Master of Tianwei Tower's face turned pale.

"Yes, yes, let's go!"

The foundation building ancestor of the Ning family was desperate.

The Tsukidan they carried was a hot potato, how dare they grow branches.

The nearby foundation building period is not avoided.

I was afraid that Liang Shaotian would kill Zhou Jingxuan, and then go after them.

"Bang".

The middle-aged scribe Zhou Jingxuan fell from mid-air, knelt on the ground, and was dying.

"Senior Liang, my uncle is so offended, please raise your noble hand. We are willing to offer the Cold Moon Blade and the Blood Elixir. ”

Zhou Qingxuan hugged his uncle, thinking of some rumors of Liang Shaotian, he was respectful and begged for mercy.

"Qing Xuan, how can you be like this...... Whining! ”

Zhou Jingxuan was halfway through his words, and Zhou Qingxuan covered his mouth.

She took off one of Zhou Jingxuan's storage bags, lifted it with her bare hands, and floated in front of Liang Shaotian.

"It's too late to beg for mercy now!"

Liang Shaotian took the storage bag, swept his senses, and glanced coldly at the seriously injured and weak Zhou Jingxuan.

"Senior Liang, you are a generation of demonic giants, and there are a lot of adults."

Two lines of tears fell on Zhou Qingxuan's face, and I felt pity.

"Cut off an arm."

Liang Shaotian's face was indifferent, and he stood with his hands in his hands.

Poof!

Without waiting for his uncle's consent, Zhou Qingxuan took out a snow-bright silver blade, raised the knife in his hand, and cut off one of Zhou Jingxuan's arms.

"Ah......h

The middle-aged scribe passed out.

"Senior Liang, are you satisfied?"

Blood splattered on the girl's delicate jade-like face, revealing a touch of charm in her innocence.

"Little girl, good!"

Liang Shaotian bowed his head and cast an appreciative gaze.

With his hands on his back, stepping on the black clouds, he was about to leave.

Sou! Sou!

At this time, the breath of the two foundation building periods came from Zhuye Shanfang City.

"Bold cult! Dare to loot near Fang City. ”

Huang Tankong and Huang Changling, two of them in the foundation building period, rushed to break through the air.

When other monks are attacked, they may not necessarily take action, but the Zhou family of the Imperial Beast is the force that the Huang family wants to fight.

But it's still late.

Liang Shaotian's strength exceeded expectations and ended the battle easily.

This made the two who rushed over regret it slightly.

"Look for death! Liang also dares to take care of his affairs. ”

Liang Shaotian's dark pupils condensed, and he glanced at Huang Tankong in the middle of foundation building, and his brows furrowed slightly.

He took a deep breath and slowly spread his palm.

Burst!

A cold and distorted black demonic flame jumped in the palm of his hand, emitting a dangerous aura that shocked the gods and ghosts.

"That's ......"

The hearts of the two Huang family members jumped and they felt a mortal threat.

"Black Gang Demon Flame!"

Huang Tankong was shocked and lost his voice.

"Daqing Cultivation Realm, one of the top ten True Fire Demon Flames!"

The foundation building period that I paid attention to nearby couldn't help but be creepy.

"Changling, run!"

Huang Tankong shouted in panic, performed a trick of escape, and quickly fled to Fang City.

Whoosh!

The menacing Huang family built the foundation and withdrew to Zhuye Mountain in embarrassment.

Immediately activate the second-order defensive array.

"Humph!"

Liang Shaotian became more and more arrogant, holding the Black Gang Demon Flame in his hand, and chased him to the front of the big array of Zhuye Mountain.

In front of Aolifang City, the demonic clouds are rolling.

It overwhelmed the monks of the entire Fang City.

"Uncle Tan, can the formation be blocked?"

"If the Black Gang Demon Flame had the power of the legend......"

Huang Tankong's voice was low and his face was solemn.

Liang Shaotian was condescending, scanning the many monks in Fang City.

No one dared to look directly and bowed their heads one after another.

During this period, he saw Lu Changan.

Lu Changan glanced at him, expressionless.

One glance at the demonic flame, I even wanted to laugh.

The entire Fang City has been silent for a long time in depression.

Liang Shaotian suddenly put away the demonic flame, put his hands on his back, stepped on the black clouds, his long hair fluttered, and flew to the distant sky.

"Senior Yan, for your sake today, Liang will not bloody this Zhuye Shanfang City!"