Tu Yuan stood still, he thought of what Wang Zhuo said before. These appearances are probably from the Holy Spirit Sect Evil Spirit Sect in this Rakshasa City.

He held the Seven Treasures in his hand, and the head of the Yaksha held in the hand of the Extravagant Corpse Demon behind him glowed with evil light, and those eyes seemed to come to life, turning back and forth in the void.

The old man carrying the lantern coughed and said, "You deceived your master and destroyed your ancestors, and you have been chasing your master into Rakshasa City, which is too rampant and arrogant. ”

Tu Yuan didn't speak, and the old man with the lantern continued: "You underestimate the Holy Spirit Sect too much, let you know today that the Holy Spirit Sect is not something you can provoke." ”

As his words fell, the lantern in his hand suddenly turned into a huge flame and rolled towards Tu Yuan, in this alley, the flame was like a torrent, rolling in, Tu Yuan did not retreat, between the surging flames devouring himself, the Qibao Ruyi in his hand had already been lit out.

A clear light, directly on the rolling flames, the flames under the Seven Treasures, actually flew away in an instant, and behind him, the extravagant corpse ghost threw the hand of the Yaksha in his hand, and the monster that got up from the dark gutter was directly eaten by the head of the Yaksha.

The face on the wall quickly disappeared, turning into a dark wall.

These people came suddenly, but they disappeared not suddenly at all, because Tu Yuan knew that he was no longer in the place just now.

What he saw was darkness, and he kept walking, but he was only in this alley, and he couldn't get out at all.

The corpse ghost that followed behind him also followed closely, and he didn't seem to expect that he had fallen into such a place.

Walking around, Tu Yuan found himself walking back and forth in this alley, and he stopped moving.

He knew he was trapped in something.

......

Wang Zhuo sat in the room, looked at a dark crystal ball in his hand, and said with a smile: "It's really good, it should be able to sell it for a good price." ”

In that crystal ball. There are two blurred figures.

There is an auction house in Rakshasa City, where not only all kinds of treasures are auctioned, but also more people from all over the world, and those who are qualified to be sold here are all kinds of beauties, or disciples of various factions, as long as they are caught disciples of various factions, they may appear here.

This one auction house is called the Rakshasa City Auction House, and then. At about 8 o'clock in the morning, all kinds of people arrived in front of the auction house.

Some people are covered in black air, and they can't see their faces clearly, there are women covered with black veils, which makes it impossible for all the monks to see through, and some people just walk in with a ghostly light, and some walk in like reflections in the water.

The inside is very large, but the people sitting there have different breaths, and they are divided into two floors. The upper floor is full of rooms, and on the semicircular platform is a platform.

Each of these rooms is separated by a formation, and no one outside can explore the inside.

In one of the rooms. There was a dignified-looking man sitting there, and behind him were two monks, a man and a woman, both of whom looked young. But the breath on the body is not simple, the man is like a mountain, and the woman is as light as water. Wherever these two people are placed, they are guests of honor, and they are to be respected.

Only now they were all behind the Daoist, and the sitting Daoist was there, his eyes staring ahead, and his eyes were exuding a white glow.

If the upper echelons of each faction were here, they would all recognize those two people standing, because that man and a woman were very famous, they were the black and white swords of the Kunwu faction, and they were already divine infant cultivators, and it was their master who was sitting there, if anyone knew, they would be shocked, because their master had not been out of the mountain gate for many years.

But this time Izuku suddenly appeared here, and if people knew about it, it would be shocking.

"Master, will that person appear here?" said the white sword of the black and white sword.

"Whether it will appear or not, you will know when you see it. ”

The Kunwu faction is a big faction in the world, but there is a disciple who is close to heaven and died, the Kunwu faction has not found it for many years, and everyone in the world will take this matter as a talking point, thinking that the Kunwu faction has not found the murderer for hundreds of years and has given up, even the disciples of the Kunwu faction do not know, in fact, the Kunwu faction is still investigating this matter, and the person who tracked down this matter is named Liang Xiuyi, he is an elder of the Kunwu faction, and he is a celestial person.

The Kunwu disciple who was plotted to death is named Liang Qinghong, who is from the same village as him, and both of them worship Kunwu, if they don't die, then they can be regarded as a Taoist through the heavens, but now one is dead. If you want to ask Liang Qinghong who is the most distressed to be murdered by someone who was plotted to die, it is naturally Liang Xiuyi, the two entered Kunwu together, practiced together for so many years, met the enemy and killed demons together, and they were about to pass through the heavens, but they were plotted to die.

He still remembers the words that Liang Qinghong said to himself in the last few days in the process of growing old day by day, as well as the situation when the two of them herded cattle together when they were children and the excitement after worshipping the Kunwu faction together.

After so many years, Liang Xiuyi's search was finally locked on a person named Wang Zhuo of the Holy Spirit Sect, this Wang Zhuo had intersected with Liang Qinghong, and Liang Xiuyi had also seen this Wang Zhuo, Wang Zhuo's reputation at that time was not big, not as good as them, but Wang Zhuo's cultivation was very high, this is a very strange thing, at that time they were all Divine Infant Monks, and they were about to marry the Yuan Shen, but they had never heard of this Wang Zhuo at all.

Then, they married the Yuan Shen, and they saw that they were going to lead to the heavens, but they still didn't hear that Wang Zhuo was famous.

Originally, it was possible to suspect him, but it was also by chance that he heard an uncertain news.

It is said that there is a task within the Holy Spirit Sect, and everyone who wants to become the next sect leader needs to have the qualification to run for election first, and this qualification is to kill a famous monk in the world, or to do something extremely difficult to help.

Liang Xiuyi suspected that Liang Qinghong was assassinated by the Holy Spirit Sect as a target for the completion of the mission.

After inquiring for so many years, he finally found the trace of that Wang Zhuo in this Rakshasa City. Such a mysterious person, if he finds out, he will not be able to sleep well.

They waited here, and when the auction began, they were all sold by people, and they were all disciples of various sects, and they all said very clearly.

"Disciple of Longchi Heavenly Palace. Tongming Pass General's Mansion Xie Anlan is the pearl in his hand, and he is repaired as a knot ......"

After an introduction, a woman was walked out of the room, her face was a little stiff, but her body walked forward, to the front of the stage, her eyes could see the various demons and monsters under the stage, her eyes were full of horror, but his body seemed to be unable to move at all, or it was difficult to move involuntarily.

The black sword among the black and white swords behind Liang Xiuyi in that room said, "I didn't expect that even the disciples of the Dragon Pool Heavenly Palace would encounter this accident. There have also been disciples of our Kunwu sect who have disappeared, and if they hadn't died, they might have been sold to such a place. ”

Liang Xiuyi didn't speak, just watched this scene, for him, these people with small characters couldn't attract his attention, even if it was his apprentice, he just looked at it for a moment or two.

Someone is bidding below. Most of them are exchanged for treasures.

Beauty is like jade.

In the end, Xie Wanrong was replaced with a jade beauty, if you want to say that the use of the jade beauty, it is actually not much, but it is good-looking. The whole body is like mutton fat, there is no impurity, the carving is perfect, and the body shape of the beauty is also elegant.

The one who competes with him. It was to take out a spiritual treasure, but the seller chose this jade beauty.

Xie Wanrong was taken down, and then someone took out a dark crystal bead.

"This bead is called the Crystal Sumeru Bead. It is a borrowed material for the formation. However, this bead is no longer just a dead thing, and the people in this bead are the main sale today. ”

The person on the auction table introduced loudly, and the person on the table was an old man, but it sounded full of energy and a loud voice.

"What's in there? Is it another beauty? ”

"Even if it's a beauty, if you can't surpass the one just now, it's not interesting. ”

"I think it's a little difficult, the one just now is the best in terms of figure and face, the most important thing is her identity, that's the point, otherwise, there are so many beauties in the world, why bother to buy her back. ”

"Don't worry, everyone. The old man on the stage stretched out his hand to press the void, and then said, "There is no beauty in the beads, but there is an excellent slave." ”

"Oh, wonderful servant, tell me about it. ”

"Rest easy. The old man said, "In this dark Sumeru bead, to be exact, there is a person and a corpse. This person is a corpse that is easy to say, and you will know how simple it is when you listen to what I have said. ”

"Don't sell it, hurry up and say it, this king has to rush back to weave cloth with my mother." ”

"Don't worry, don't worry, let's talk about that person first, this person's name doesn't need to be said, when you buy it and then change his name, just say his identity, a casual cultivation, after buying, there is no worries. The old man on the stage said loudly.

"If you are a casual cultivator, then what else is there to say. Someone said loudly, getting up and leaving.

But someone said loudly: "Looking down on loose cultivators, a few years ago, I was not beaten by a loose cultivator and ran away." ”

"Ladies and gentlemen...... Ladies and gentlemen...... After listening to me, this loose cultivation is not the same, only more than 30 years of practice, it is already a Dan Dao cultivation, Dan Dao may not be nothing, but the Dan is Jindan, there are not many in the world. ”

"The talent seems to be good. Someone said.

"Tell me about that corpse, what it looks like. Someone else asked.

"Okay, I'll talk about this corpse, this corpse is already golden armor, and the body has been tattooed with magic patterns, and most of the magic patterns are not the well-known magic patterns, this is the most worth saying, and one more point, there is still one thing on the hands of this corpse ghost, everyone here will definitely be tempted. ”

"What's that? ”

"Don't sell it. ”

"Okay, I wonder if you've seen the Flying Yakshas?" said the old man.

"It's hard to get a flying yaksha, but it's not unprecedented. Someone said.

"In the hands of this golden-armored corpse ghost, there is a flying yaksha hand, the corpse ghost and the head of the flying yaksha, you say, is this an excellent candidate for servant. The old man said.

As soon as his words fell, the entire auction suddenly fell silent, if it was just a simple Tu Yuan, it was just a Jindan monk, but with that corpse ghost, it would not be simple.

In that room, the black and white swords also showed surprise on their faces, in his opinion, if the golden-armored corpse demon had the head of the Flying Yaksha in his hand, he might not be able to take it down.

And that casual cultivator was able to cultivate to the Jindan realm in more than 30 years, which shows that his talent is extraordinary.

They also felt terrible for this loose cultivator, but they couldn't save it, and they didn't jump out when the younger brother of Longchi Heavenly Palace was auctioned just now, and it was even more impossible at this time.

"How do you sell it?" suddenly asked loudly.

"If you sell it, you have to buy it along with this Dark Sumeru Bead, because the person and corpse in this bead have not lost consciousness, and if you release it without your seal, I can't guarantee that you will still be able to catch him.

"You don't have to bother with this, if you can buy it, you will naturally be able to tame him. Someone below said.

However, suddenly, at this time, a room on the second floor opened, and a middle-aged man with a majestic face walked out, dressed in a luxurious purple robe, looking at the old man on the platform, and shouted: "Wang Zhuo, you still know me." ”

The old man on the stage narrowed his eyes, and then smiled: "This real person, you are denying the wrong person." ”

"Hehe, I will admit my mistake to others, you, I will never admit my mistake, although your change technique is very magical, but your eyes have not changed for so many years, your eyes are still so arrogant, do not put the world in your eyes. ”

It was Liang Xiuyi who appeared there, and some people present recognized the black and white swords behind Liang Xiuyi, and they all stood up one by one, in their opinion, this was someone seeking revenge.

In Rakshasa City, this kind of thing is rare, but it is by no means uncommon.

Here, everything speaks according to the supernatural powers.

"Wang Zhuo, do you still remember Liang Qinghong who was assassinated by you. Liang Xiuyi still asked loudly.

As Tu Yuan's words fell, the old man's body suddenly surged, and his original old state seemed to be washed away by clean water in that spiritual light, becoming a very young-looking person.

"Who is Liang Qinghong, I don't know those nameless people. Wang Zhuoling said with a smile.

Back then, Liang Qinghong once said such a thing to Wang Zhuo, because at that time, Liang Qinghong had already become famous, and Wang Zhuo was not famous, so Liang Qinghong said such a sentence.

Wang Zhuo's words evoked Liang Xiuyi's memories, his eyes narrowed, his eyes flashed with white light, his eyes didn't seem to have any eyeballs, but he said coldly: "It seems that Qinghong is really your assassin." ”

"Haha, what, it's his own stupidity, is it still my fault?" (to be continued......)