Chapter 510: Can't Let It Go

"Ji Ping Daoyou, are you going to use my Yihui cup of wine to buy this Eight Desolation Treasure?" The auctioneer called Yang Yan couldn't help laughing.

"Not this glass of wine, but this glass of wine. The chairman of the board of supervisors of the Tianren Academy was also basked, and said with a heroic smile, "Who can drink with me?"

Who can drink with me?!

For a while, no one responded.

"Good!" Auctioneer Yang Yan clapped his hands and smiled,

"One cup of drinking, one β€”β€”!"

"One cup of drinking, two - second β€”β€”!"

At this time, someone finally stepped forward. He stood up from behind, he should be a monk of a small sect. He was slightly gorgeously dressed, with some wrinkles on his forehead, and he looked a little majestic. He held his glass in his hand, stared, then raised his head and drank it all.

The chairman of the board of supervisors of the Tianren Academy, Ji Ping, slowly turned around, stared at this person, and slowly raised his glass.

The man, as if he had been hit hard, retreated again and again, coughing up blood. The wine glass in his hand fell off in an instant. Where can we drink together!?

"Reiki Imperial Judgment?!" Someone suddenly exclaimed.

Reiki Imperial Tailoring, according to legend, is the founding emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty, Ji Zhou, after the establishment of the Great Zhou Dynasty, an original secret magic power. This secret method is supernatural, and you can use a certain range of heaven and earth aura at will. According to legend, the Great Zhou Dynasty was not founded for a long time, and there were many people who did not surrender, so Ji Zhou used this trick to mobilize the aura of heaven and earth, and the imperial envoy was separated from the air, gathering or scattering, talking and laughing, thousands of miles away, sweeping away the six and eight wilderness.

But it is said that there are all kinds of harsh conditions for cultivating this magical secret method, and it even depends on chance, so after that, few descendants of Ji Zhou can cultivate and succeed, thinking of this Ji Ping today but calmly used it in public!

"Xuanyin Star, in the end, it is still the world of the Great Zhou. The auctioneer interrupted the surprisingly unsettling scene.

"Yang Daoyou, this is a bad word. Ji Ping, after glancing at the many monks behind him, turned around again, facing the auctioneer Yang Yan, and said loudly, "Xuanyin Star is everyone's world, regardless of all ethnic groups and sects, regardless of monks and ordinary people. My Ji family, the creation of Da Zhou, is just for this. ”

With that, he smiled and raised his glass and looked at the other party.

Yang Yan seemed to sigh slightly, and then raised his voice to sing and say,

"One cup of drinking, three timesβ€”β€”!

Then, it's time to set the hammer.

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It's still the same mystery. Three illusory figures, sitting there.

"What a spiritual qi imperial trick! This Eight Desolation Treasure is really going to return to Ji Ping like this?" one of them said to the other figure wearing a crown.

"Reiki Imperial Trick。。。。。。 The figure wearing the crown did not answer the question, but seemed to be stuck in some kind of memory, "I also practiced hard back then, but I didn't expect it to be secretly practiced by him." ”

"Brother Ji, how can you control geometry now?" Another figure said, his whole body was hot and white, "Why are there still so many monks from the six major sects and the Great Zhou Dynasty, and they are unexpectedly gathered here? Not to mention, there are still some who have secretly infiltrated the treasure house." ”

"The general trend of heaven, those who go along with it live, and those who go against it die. What are some ignorant and stubborn people worried about?" The figure wearing the crown smiled brightly, "I just don't know, what are the two Daoists going to do with these people at this trade fair?"

"Yang Daoyou, just then skillfully defused these people's moves. But what about the future, this is Ji Daoyou's territory, what to do, I'm afraid I still need your words. The figure who asked the first question asked Yu Yu asked.

The figure wearing the crown suddenly became real and bright, as if the real body had come. For a time, the aura shook and the wind surged.

"Xuanyin Xing, naturally, my Great Zhou royal family has the final say, and I don't care about outsiders. The trade fair, according to the rules, is carried out as usual. In short, everything is according to the rules. ”

His words are unquestionable.

"In that case, what about those who infiltrate the treasury?"

"It's all up to the two fellow Daoists. ”

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In the darkness, Wuxu not only withdrew his divine sense, but also tried his best to restrain his breath. It seems that the other monks are like this, so this space is not only dark, but also empty, like a pool of stagnant water.

But some people, especially demon cultivators, are naturally happy, and after enduring it for a while, they have to move, and their divine consciousness must be released from time to time for a moment to let out the wind. Even monks, who are no exception, are really by the nature of the heart.

As a result, the divine consciousness they released was entangled, and finally the whole thing was sucked away in a flicker, and finally annihilated without a sound.

Zhu Buqun, the pig demon next to him, was so frightened that he trembled, but fortunately, he was able to save his life by holding the black umbrella by his side.

Enlightenment has an intuition, and it seems that the Xuanxuan overhaul that has conjured up this space with Sumeru-like supernatural powers has not yet noticed or interfered, and if it goes to the back, I am afraid it will be even more dangerous and unpredictable.

It seems that many other monks thought the same way.

I only heard a cold Buddha horn suddenly sounded, and the sound should have been made by the insect master. Then, a white light flashed, and a long worm slowly wriggled inside. Immediately afterwards, several Buddha trumpets sounded at the same time. I saw that the white worm suddenly turned into a Buddha statue, glowing with golden light, rising. Under the golden light, an extremely thin black silk was revealed in front of everyone's eyes.

This extremely thin black silk is quite spiritual, and when it saw the Golden Buddha appear, it quickly retreated. But the sound of the Buddha's horn came and went, and at the same time, several big demon figures appeared, extremely tall, releasing incomparable might. That black silk was suddenly coerced by this, and it couldn't move for a while.

The long white worm that had disappeared before suddenly flew out from under the Golden Buddha Throne, swished, flew to the black silk, and bit it tightly.

A miserable cry was instantly transmitted to the consciousness of the Enlightenment Void.

"Uncle Shi, those demon monks of the Transfiguration Temple seem to be about to be trapped. In the distance, the chief supervisor of Tianren Academy whispered to an old man in a green shirt.

The old man was wearing a mask, and his breath was obscure and hazy. He stared into the distance and said indifferently, "When I first came in, the old man found that this space was too big and unusual. It turned out to be the Yin-Yang Stone, which was already psychic. It's extremely difficult to deal with. Wait. Those demon monks who became monks halfway through the Transfiguration Temple can't take it. ”

Sure enough, the black silk somehow suddenly became a little thicker, and suddenly and silently twisted, and the white long worm was shocked and bounced away, making several circles in mid-air, squeaking and falling back. Even the golden Buddha statue shook a few times.

"Fellow Daoists, we have already used secret methods to freeze a trace of spiritual consciousness on this thing, and please take action quickly and capture it together. Master Worm's voice rang out again.

At this time, Zhou Yan of the Tiger Clan spoke, "Master Worm, my Tiger Clan is willing to give the Transformation Temple a helping hand." "Although this transformation temple belongs to Buddhism, the people who practice in the temple are all people from the original demon clan. Moreover, before, the Tiger Clan Demon Cultivator who entered here had already lost half of it in the hands of this Yin Yang Stone. Yes, Zhou Yan has this choice.

The insect master immediately said with great joy, "Zhou Daoyou, quickly lead the people of the Tiger Clan, transform into divine consciousness, and besiege this thing." ”

A moment later, a stream of spiritual light rose from the top of those tiger demons, and then, one after another, with a faint light, flew up in unison, roaring towards the black silk.

The black silk had become thick at this moment, and it seemed to be full of spirituality, constantly twisting and dancing. From afar, it looks like a big snake, or a small dragon.

After a dragon and tiger fight, although the black silk was gnawed and scratched, it seemed to have a steady stream, replenished, and instantly restored to its original state. And the tigers, all of them no longer glorious, dim, even as thin as paper, and one or two of them were even about to dissipate, flickering and crumbling there.

A tiger roar of grief and indignation reached the consciousness of all the monks. I saw that these tigers transformed by divine consciousness turned around one after another.

"Master Worm, just now when we were waiting for the attack, you all stood by and watched?" Zhou Yan, who came back to his senses, asked angrily in a deep voice. β€˜

"Amitabha, we are all trying our best to hold on to the divine consciousness released by this thing and not let it escape. I wanted to wait for the Tiger Clan to make a move, and I could completely control the determined divine consciousness, but I didn't want this thing to be so powerful. Master Worm was indifferent for a moment, borrowed the golden Buddha, and replied in a deep voice.

Wuxu secretly sneered, and couldn't help but open his mouth and say, "Isn't this using the Tiger Clan as cannon fodder?"

Immediately, there were several sharp gazes, projected over.

"Little doll, are you a member of the snake clan?" A big demon figure of the snake clan who was suppressing the black silk slowly raised his head, and his eyes shot a cold light, facing Wu Xu.

Wu Xu, smiled, straightened up, and faced the snake demon head-on, "What's the matter?

This snake demon is about to attack. But the black silk suddenly moved again. Not only did it move, but some of it gradually turned white!

"Not good!" The old man in a green shirt who was hidden in the Heavenly Academy and wore a mask suddenly said, "Black and white intersect, yin and yang are reversed!"

The crowd only saw the black and white colors, intertwined, constantly spinning and flying, gradually turning into nothing。。。。。

"One cup of drinking, three timesβ€”β€”!

Just as the auctioneer was chanting, to follow the rules, and the final word was made, suddenly a song sounded.

When you listen to this song, it is a song with foreign countries. The pronunciation and tone are very different from those of Xuanyin Star.

A barefoot young man, with long hair scattered over his shoulders, and the clothes on his body seem to be very ancient, with a hint of distance in simplicity.

He suddenly appeared, unknown to everyone, but seemed to have no formality at all, and flew directly to the front. (The so-called front is the closest position to the auction stone platform, which is closer to the six major sects and the Great Zhou team.) οΌ‰

The young man raised his glass and saluted the chairman of the board of supervisors of the Tianren Academy, "In the lower Xuanyang Xingyan Guoji, I will chase the stars, and respect the chairman of the board of supervisors of the Tianren Academy." β€œ

Xuanyang Star, Yan Kingdom!

At the trade fair, there was an uproar again!

This is not just an internal matter of Xuanyin, but has already involved Dao interstellar relations. The original painstaking planning seemed a little mismatched in the pattern for a while, and I don't know if it went according to plan?

The chairman of the board of supervisors of Tianren Academy, Ji Ping, looked solemn, and slowly raised his wine glass, but he couldn't put it down for a long time.