The translucent energy mass suddenly cracked open a gap, and the arc of the Dao slashed straight towards the direction of the fireball array.

"Click, click...... "The deafening thunder sounded, and the two incompatible energies collided in the air one after another, Zhang Lingyun drove the fireball array forward with difficulty, and Nanmu Toyoko controlled the arc and tried his best to block the dangerous approach, hoping to completely destroy the opponent with one attack and one defense, so as to take advantage of the best opportunity to achieve his goal.

The occasional offset arc split the slate in half, but it didn't stir up any dust, but fortunately, the dazzling silver light of the arc made it impossible for the two of them to open their eyes, and they could only watch the battle by means of a single resort, just missing the truth that the stone wall no longer existed.

"Nanmu Fengzi is a bastard who is greedy and not enough to swallow elephants, and he doesn't think about how to protect himself, and he is still worried about using the arc to attack his master, and he deserves to be cleaned up by his master!"

You Fang, who was in the control center of the 'mobile chessboard' circle, habitually wiped his forehead in a fluster, and was deeply afraid that Kusunoki Toyoko, who knew the truth, would have the idea of escaping.

"Boy, how do you store spiritual power when you practice spells?"

Nanmu Fengzi had heard that cultivators had special cultivation methods, which could open up a new space for storing energy, and in today's battle, Zhang Yun was in the stone room where energy was cut off at the same time as himself, and after experiencing a battle of 'Prajna', he could still fight with himself in one place, which shows how powerful the space for storing energy is!

Zhang Lingyun didn't prepare to let Nanmu Fengzi live, and he didn't care about telling him his true strength, so he slowly explained, "In the lower physique, there is no need to cultivate, the spiritual energy will enter the body independently, and the spiritual energy will be condensed into the spiritual power around the body and finally introduced into the sea of knowledge, the realm of the sea of knowledge is vast and boundless, and the condensed and pure spiritual power ball inside is comparable to the galaxy!"

"Hehe, there are a lot of rules in the Xiuzhen sect, and it doesn't hurt if you don't want to say it, but you make up such a lie to fool me, it's so shameless!"

Nanmu Toyoko saw that the other party had a posture of being high and arrogant, and instantly felt a sense of insult of being deceived and played, not to mention whether Zhang Yun's sea knowledge space can be so exaggerated, and the spirit gathering physique that is unique in ten thousand should never appear in such an unbearable person.

Nanmu Fengzi thinks that he is diligent and diligent in his cultivation, not afraid of hardships and wandering on the edge of life and death, and crawls out of the pile of dead people to get such a cultivation realm, and some people are just born better, and they can get the wealth and brocade clothes and jade food that others can't dream of, and this kind of person is standing in front of him now, which makes Nanmu Fengzi, who has always believed in the reward of heaven, have a sense of collapse of faith.

After losing her mind for a short time, her eyes became sharp and firm as if she wanted to understand something, and Nanmu Toyoko began to take a deep breath to adjust the mana operation mode in her body, output mana to increase the power of the arc in the energy cluster, and while resisting the attack of the fireball array, she released a powerful thunderbolt from time to time to greet Zhang Yun.

Since he recognized Zhang Yun's nonsense, Nanmu Fengzi was ready to gamble his life to dismantle his hypocritical and shameless mask and let Zhang Yun see the strength of a down-to-earth cultivator!

"Ahem~!, kindly told you the answer, why are you still angry?"

Zhang Lingyun really didn't understand Nanmu Fengzi's thoughts, and when he felt the other party's intensified attack, he also released his huge spiritual power and injected it into the nine fireballs, and for a while, the spiritual power competition between the two sides entered a state of anxiety.

This time, Zhang Lingyun did not rush to raise the bet, but chose to slowly contend with Nanmu Toyoko, preparing to completely wear out his self-confidence and arrogance, making him feel remorse for all the previous mistakes, and finally it was as if he had fallen into eternal darkness and could never be redeemed!

"Alas~, it is estimated that there will be no result for a while!"

You Fang watched the white light suddenly appear with his chin on his chin, glanced at the book in his hand from time to time, and looked at the introduction of the demons and monsters of the country to kill time, and when he turned his head, he suddenly saw the stone room where the monks were kept, and several people compared as if there was some kind of fight.

............

"Why do you want so many spirit stones for a lonely old man?"

A doorman with a beard on his face suddenly spoke, although his way of speaking was more straightforward, but he was secretly supported by everyone nodding and giving a thumbs up, and the old man in front of him who was unidentified and cultivated in order to obtain it, relying on everyone's ignorance of his identity, directly played a scoundrel in the trading of spirit stones, and had to buy ordinary spirit stones on credit alone, and refused to back down no matter how persuaded by the thousand-faced sand cat and others.

"I have money for the old man, and I have never needed to explain the use of buying treasures since ancient times,"

The old man raised his eyebrows and put his hands behind his back, and approached the beard step by step with small broken steps, and when the two approached, the old man suddenly exuded the spiritual power of his body, and the huge pressure of the monk in the transformation period shook in all directions, and the future pole of the beard made any precautions, and was shocked by the surging spiritual power waves, and without even saying a word, he fell to the ground without breathing.

"Alas~, this ......?"

As the seller of the spirit stone, and the host of the balance of the overall situation, the thousand-faced sand cat never expected that such an unexpected conflict would occur in such a good thing that benefits others and self-interest, and the thousand-faced sand cat had to look at Jia Si with a confused face, hoping that he could come forward to solve the trouble.

"The old man cultivates in order to get it, why bother with an ignorant junior?"

After a brief loss of consciousness, An Yixuan, the head of Baicao Hall, immediately stepped forward to check the vital signs of his doorman, and found that he was only stunned by the spiritual power wave, and did not hurt his lungs or other secret injuries, not even a little flesh injury.

Despite this, An Yixuan, as the head of Baicaotang, the final decider who led the team to travel this time, will never allow others to trample on the reputation of Baicaotang.

"Hmph~, how are you chewing words and burying people, and you can't change half of my mind!"

The old man has been in the bottleneck for decades and has no hope of soaring, and has been buried in the soil to the neck waiting for death, this time he took the initiative to take over the dirty matter of robbing the younger generation, and he has long left his reputation behind, and now if he can take down thousands of spirit stones to rely on, he can not only excuse the failure of his mission, but also experience the feeling of being in a high position.

"Do you mean to solve the problem by force?"

Xing Hongyu didn't open his mouth for a long time and didn't support the old guy, but seeing that he was the same age as his master, he didn't want him to lose face and end miserably, and now under the hint of his master Xingyao, he directly rejected his idea of playing a scoundrel.

Xing Hongyu waved his arm as he spoke, and if the old man did not know how to advance or retreat and continued to play a scoundrel or had the slightest intention to attack, he could take this opportunity to kill him, and I believe that everyone present would not stop his actions.

"Senior, this spirit stone is left by Lord Zhang for everyone to save your life, is it a bit of a ...... for you to be so arrogant and forcibly occupied? ，”

Jia Si wanted to speak and stopped, obviously wanting to save some face for the old man, and by the way, he took a step for him to go down, he wanted to take this opportunity to make a big profit, not only to show his face in front of Zhang Lingyun, but also to take the opportunity to close the relationship with other entourage, never expected to emerge a stubborn old man, if he couldn't suppress him from playing a scoundrel here, this transaction was likely to be ruined by him.

"Although the spirit stone can enhance cultivation, it is not of great use to us, a monk in the god transformation stage, everyone is for their own family, there is no need to get to the point of saber rattling!"

Situ Wan'er, the master of Tianqing Pavilion, who had been watching the excitement for a long time, suddenly spoke, although she said very serious questions, her playful and lovely appearance was really endearing, making everyone unbearable to attack her, and the tense atmosphere on the scene eased instantly.

"Haha, haha, this Spirit Stone Mountain has thousands of pieces, even if our Quartet forces are evenly divided, it is not a small amount,"

Xing Yao, the patriarch of the Xinghai Clan, released his spiritual power while laughing, and the invisible huge coercion attacked everyone, except for the poisonous centipede in the stone room that was still in the psychedelic technique, I am afraid that no one could compete with it, Xing Yao took advantage of the quiet time for everyone to put forward a proposal to divide equally, which was instantly recognized by several forces, and even the lonely man nodded with interest.

With the efforts of everyone, the atmosphere in the stone room became harmonious again, and when Jia Si saw that the time was ripe, he took the initiative to divide the spirit stone into four parts, and then stretched out his hand to look at everyone with a pleasant face, "Ladies and gentlemen, this spirit stone is priced according to different sizes, according to everyone's bid just now, the small piece of spirit stone is 10,000 gold, and the big spirit stone is 20,000 taels of gold, thank you." ”

"This ...... the old man doesn't have enough silver, and he needs to take credit!"

As soon as the noisy old man heard that the bill was paid, he couldn't help but raise his hand and caress his forehead to cover up his cheeks, which were instantly flushed from shame, but he refused to show weakness and said the solution very strongly.

"Hey~, I still want half of the spirit stone for this net worth, I really don't know where you got the courage to be embarrassed!"

The beard, who had just regained consciousness, knew why he fainted, and was worried that he couldn't find a chance to retaliate back, so he naturally wouldn't miss such a good opportunity, and looked at the old man with a look of disdain.

"Shut up, it's okay who went out with so many silver taels, and I also wanted to ...... On credit,"

An Yixuan, the head of Baicao Hall, glared at his stupid guest fiercely, frowned with an embarrassed look on his face, and said his demands in a very low voice, during which he secretly watched the faces of others, afraid that this embarrassment would be ridiculed.

"I think everyone's situation should be similar, since you can't take out so much money, let's see if there is anything to pledge first,"

If the spirit stones are sought-after on the exchange, the benefits will definitely be higher than they are now, and all the people of the first four insist on trading, which is to see that these monks do not have cash transactions in their hands, and then they can take the opportunity to ask them for something more affordable.

"I am willing to use the sword in my hand to make a countervail,"

The old man took the lead in taking out the natal magic weapon that was refined with essence blood, and a sword with a silver light all over his body conjured up in the void, and the side of the sword body looked like a cicada's wings, and it was as tough as a rock when it was suddenly waved, and its form was by no means lower than the grade of a spiritual weapon.