"Nerd, you're going to rob me of someone?"

The Pavilion Lord's color changed, and his huge body like a mountain of flesh turned to question the Pavilion Lord.

The expression of the master of the law pavilion was unwavering, and his feminine voice seemed to be mixed with unknown charm spells, which made people subconsciously want to listen, but with the male body, it gave people a strange disobedience.

"I'm just stating the facts."

"You're looking for death!"

The Treasure Pavilion Lord's mountain-like body moved, and his huge palm slapped heavily towards the Pavilion Lord, and the converging mana fluctuations swept in all directions like a rolling wave.

The bamboo slip in the hand of the master of the Dharma Pavilion unfolded, and a golden light turned into a barrier to shelter it inside.

"Golden Body Spell!"

Then the bamboo slips flipped over, the earth cracked, and a huge amount of magma gushed out from the huge cracks, devouring the treasure pavilion master, and the entire ghost market was shrouded in magma.

Fortunately, the space where these four pavilions are located is completely different from the previous surface ghost market, otherwise the aftermath of this attack alone would be enough to wipe out all the creatures in the ghost market.

Feeling the surging mana fluctuations, Shen Yuan couldn't help but feel a pang in his heart, he could be sure that the two ghost city pavilion masters in front of him were definitely powerhouses of the Qi Refining and Transformation God Realm.

But where exactly to go, it is impossible to judge from the current battle alone.

Such a strong person is undoubtedly rare in this era when the aura tide has just returned, and there can be two people at a time in this ghost market, which must be related to the characteristics of the ghost market itself.

According to Shen Yuan's guess, these pavilion masters should be part of the ghost market, and with the return of the aura tide, they gradually recovered such strength.

But their flaw is also obvious, that is, they have completely integrated with the ghost city and cannot leave the ghost market, even if their strength is strong, they can only play in the ghost market.

This state is not much different from those old things hiding in the Cave Heaven Blessed Land in the Hidden World Sect.

After thinking about it for a while, Shen Yuan immediately judged that the state displayed by the two pavilion masters was not his own ability.

The Space Grenade and the Earth Demon Sword Technique are both top-notch offensive techniques, and they do have the potential to injure the two Pavilion Masters.

However, once the attack was used, the two pavilion masters could not be killed, and it was difficult for Shen Yuan to resist the follow-up counterattack of the Great Cultivator of the Qi Refining God.

Without completing the refining and refining of qi to generate mana, Shen Yuan was just a mortal after all.

Of course, Shen Yuan was not completely without a coping strategy, since the two pavilion masters could only be powerful in the ghost market, once they broke away from the ghost city, even the two pavilion masters in front of him would be unable to help themselves.

In just a few moments, Shen Yuan had already weighed it in his heart.

On the other side, the state of the two pavilion masters who started their actions without saying a word made Fat greatly stunned.

Before she could speak to stop it, a thin old man wearing a hat and carrying a fishing rod appeared at Shen Yuan's side at some point.

The old man's withered face approached Shen Yuan, as if he was sniffing something, and then his gaze turned and fell directly on the Maine on the side.

More precisely, the snow hiding behind the neck of the Maine.

The eyes suddenly erupted with a greedy gleam, like the palms of a chicken's claws reaching towards the snow, so fast that even the Maine did not have time to react.

"Zheng!"

The crisp sound of the sword groan instantly pierced the black market in front of him, and the old man immediately felt a chilling chill coming from behind, and the palm that poked out seemed to lose consciousness at that moment.

As long as he reached the last bit of distance, the source of that sword groan would inevitably cut off his palm.

The movement paused, the old man withdrew his palm as if nothing happened, his right hand behind his back, and the old man said with a smile:

"Young people are angry."

Shen Yuan glanced at the old man indifferently and did not make any response.

At this moment, he hurriedly saluted the old man as if he had just woken up from a dream.

"I've seen the Pavilion Master."

The old man waved his hand casually, looked at the battle in the field with a smile and said:

"The ghost market has not been so lively for thousands of years, and the last time an emperor entered the ghost market, which caused a scramble between gamblers and fat people.

Now what is the reason why the fat man and the scholar are fighting again? ”

Fat hurriedly replied respectfully: "Qi Qi Pavilion Master, after the spiritual energy tide came, the ghost market appeared for the first time to attract this guest officer.

In order to compete for the guest officer, the two pavilion masters ......"

"It's ridiculous!"

The old man's expression was cold, and there was immediately a coercion on his body, and the treacherous aura was like an unpredictable darkness that made people fearful.

"The guests are still here, and they don't even know a little bit of hospitality."

Fat Wenyan immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and a look of approval appeared on his face.

However, the next moment, the old man waved his hand and said as usual:

"Since that's the case, I'll take the guests to my reckoning pavilion for a short rest, and then continue to deal with them when they're done."

The expression on her face stiffened again, and she finally understood that the pavilion master also intended to compete for Shen Yuan in front of her.

However, as soon as the old man made a move, a dice from nowhere fell to the ground.

The dice tumbled in the collision and finally landed in front of Shen Yuan, and the upward side was fixed on the number six.

In the ghost-like gambling hall, a graceful woman dressed in a purple cheongsam and holding a slender cigarette gun in her right hand slowly walked out of the shadows, and her charming voice slowly sounded here.

"The number is six, it seems that this should be the guest of my gambling house."

"You fart!"

"You old gambler likes to cheat the most!"

"I disagree!"

The three Pavilion Masters retorted in unison, and even the Treasure Pavilion Lord and the Dharma Pavilion Master stopped fighting each other and glared angrily at the beautiful woman who had just appeared.

The atmosphere froze at this moment, and the invisible coercion quietly spread.

The four pavilion masters refused to give in to each other, and it seemed that none of them wanted to give up the first guest after the return of the aura tide in front of them.

"What do you want from him?"

The person who opened his mouth was none other than the Lord of the Treasure Pavilion who was like Roshan.

The small eyes the size of a mung bean kept scanning the other three pavilion masters.

"I want his storage ring, and my talent tells me that there must be something good in it."

The main voice of the Fa Pavilion said in a dark voice:

"With his realm, he can actually know the supernatural powers of Tiangang and the earth, and he can't say that he has the magic of the evolution of supernatural powers and the supernatural powers of the lower level, I want the knowledge in his head."

The pavilion master glanced at the shivering white snow, and swallowed his saliva without a trace, his expression extremely greedy.

"I can give you the rest, I want that black cat!"

The casino owner smiled like a flower road:

"I'm very interested in his physical body, and it just so happens that this skin bag is a little tired after wearing it for thousands of years, and it is just time to put on a new skin."

In the midst of the discussion, the four pavilion masters directly divided Shen Yuan into two.

"Don't you ask my opinion?"