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"Spare your life!" Grandmaster Jin Dan had already heard a hint of something bad from Zhao Zhen's mouth, and suddenly even the tone of his voice was crying.

For a lawless person who wanted to do something wrong to him, Zhao Zhen didn't plan to give him a chance, he had already inserted the soul ligament in Grandmaster Jindan's body, and began to suck blood frantically. After a moment's effort, this Jindan Grandmaster was sucked by Zhao Zhen to the point that only a pile of dry bones remained.

After Grandmaster Jindan's Qiankun bag was unceremoniously laughed at by Zhao Zhen, Zhao Zhen's imperial envoy flew the sword in the direction of Fang City. A Jindan Grandmaster's words can't be completely believed, Zhao Zhen still plans to go to Fang Market first, see the situation, and then make plans. Anyway, it is only two days away, so it won't delay Zhao Zhen too much.

This Fang City is located in a small valley in the Mobei Wasteland, which is a gathering place for Taoist cultivators, demon cultivators, and demon cultivators, and it is also a supply station for all monks, but the monks who come here are generally monks in the Jindan period, and there are very few people with low cultivation like Zhao Zhen.

However, although the Mobei Wasteland is a place where the weak eat the strong, it is strictly forbidden to use force in the market. It is said that there is very strong backstage support in the fang market here, so everyone is strictly abiding by the rules, and no one dares to go wild in the fang market.

Two days later, Zhao Zhen finally rushed to the valley where Fang City was located, it was very warm in the valley, and it seemed that someone had arranged a small rejuvenation array underground. This array is not of much use, that is, to ensure that the valley can be maintained in a constant temperature range regardless of spring, summer, autumn and winter, and ensure that the market is like spring all year round.

There are not many people in the valley, but they are uneven, at least there are three types that Zhao Zhen has seen. One was followed by a bloodied, dried corpse. The other's eyes were blood-red, and there was a dark color in his eerie eyes. There is also a woman, but she is smoky and flattering, wearing revealing clothes and accessories without any scruples to flatter in front of the public, and even giggles a few times when she sees Zhao Zhen.

On a bluestone slab not far away, there is also a demon cultivator, probably the cultivation of the late Jindan, but he did not hide his demonic spirit, sitting calmly on the ground, as if he was spitting out. In the other direction, there were three Jindan monks who looked like they were from the Daomen, who were also sitting cross-legged and breathing.

When Zhao Zhen entered the valley, he immediately attracted everyone's attention. What appeared here, the lowest cultivation was at least the early stage of Jindan, and there had never been a novice with a low cultivation like Zhao Zhen. There is no compassion here, it seems that everyone looks at Zhao Zhen's gaze with a feeling of examining their prey. Walking on the road of the valley, Zhao Zhen could detect the greed in the eyes around him.

Zhao Zhen didn't pay attention to this, walked into the largest shop in the valley by himself, and offered a few catties of lower grade spirit stones to the guy who received him, and then asked directly: "I want to buy some Cracked Thunder Crystals, where is it?"

Although he is just a buddy, he is also a master of building the pinnacle of the foundation. looked at Zhao Zhen suspiciously, and used his divine sense to investigate his cultivation, then looked down at the spirit stone on the table, and shook his head slightly: "These, it's not enough to buy news." ”

Zhao Zhen didn't care, and directly took out a thousand-year-old dragon spirit fruit from the Qiankun bag and put it on those few catties of spirit stones. When this guy saw this thousand-year-old dragon spirit fruit, the small Dou Shi's eyes suddenly lit up, and his face immediately became full of smiles. He almost snatched the table of dragon spirit fruits and spirit stones, and then looked at Zhao Zhen with a smile and replied: "A few days ago, I heard that a batch of cracked thunder crystals flowed into the auction hall of this Fang City from outside the valley, but they have been auctioned away. ”

As soon as this man said this, Zhao Zhen couldn't help but feel a shock in his heart, a batch of Cracked Thunder Crystals had flowed into the auction hall here from outside the valley? In this way, it is very likely that this batch of Cracked Thunder Crystals was snatched from the master by the person who injured the master, and then put them in the auction house for consignment! After learning the news, Zhao Zhen hurriedly asked, "Then can you still buy the Cracked Thunder Crystals now?" I am willing to pay a high price!"

The guy is not a day or two in the Fang Market in the Mobei Wasteland, especially in these shops that often trade items, he has a very extensive knowledge, and he also knows the market very well, and immediately shook his head and gave a suggestion: "Cracking Thunder Crystal is relatively rare, it is difficult to find a piece for decades, if you want it, find the person who consigns it to see if you can buy it." ”

Zhao Zhen frowned slightly, and asked again, "I want the news of the consignor, can you give me the news?" or help me contact the auction house?"

"It's not easy to do, the auction house in the Mobei Wasteland has always forbidden to reveal any information about the buyer and the consignor!" The guy immediately shook his head after hearing this, but the corner of his eye greedily swept the Qiankun bag on Zhao Zhen's waist, and then looked at Zhao Zhen meaningfully and said again: "But?"

Zhao Zhen is also an active person, how can he not know what the guy means? Looking at the guy who stopped talking in the middle of the sentence, Zhao Zhen once again took out a thousand-year-old dragon spirit fruit from the Qiankun bag and put it on the table: "But what?"

If you want to inquire about the news from other people's mouths, it is not okay to be too picky, Zhao Zhen knows this very well, so he will make a generous move. The guy looked at the dragon spirit fruit on the table with joy, put it in his pocket with a smile, and then pointed out a clear path to Zhao Zhen with a smile: "If you are not in a hurry, you can try to leave a purchase message in the auction house, and once there is something you need, the auction house will notify you immediately." It's just that this kind of purchase comes at a high price, and of course, if you really need it, you must be willing to pay this price. ”

Looking at the guy who was rubbing his hands with excitement at the moment, Zhao Zhen nodded noncommittally, and then continued to ask: "Then has there been an auction here in the past few days?"

"You're here at a bad time, the auction house in Fang City just held an auction a few days ago, and it may be some time before the next auction starts. The guy couldn't help but shake his head after hearing this, but then he spoke again: "However, there is a trade fair in Beiyi Villa not far from Fang City recently, if you are interested, you can go over and try your luck, maybe there will be something you want." ”

Since the auction in the valley hadn't started yet, Zhao Zhen didn't ask anything more, turned around and was about to leave. However, Zhao Zhen turned around, and the guy seemed to think of something, and looked at Zhao Zhen who turned sideways and reminded: "Look at the first time you came to remind you, there has been a lot of chaos near the valley recently, and people often kill people and grab treasures." Looking at your clothes, you should be a person with a master, what do you need or let your teachers and elders go out, your cultivation is low, and it is really dangerous to walk here. ”

Zhao Zhen was a little surprised by the man's reminder, he didn't expect the greedy guy to be so kind. But when others reminded him, Zhao Zhen naturally had to thank him: "Thank you for the reminder!"

Leaving this shop, Zhao Zhen went to the auction house in Fang City to leave a purchase commission. After paying a certain amount of spirit stones, the people in the auction hall gave Zhao Zhen a bell. This bell has no purpose, it can neither attack nor defend, it is only used to contact Zhao Zhen to come over to participate in the auction before the auction starts. After these things were done, Zhao Zhen left Fang City, and Edgeworth rushed in the direction of Beiyi Villa.

The auction hadn't started yet, and Zhao Zhen planned to go to the trade fair held in Beiyi Villa first, maybe he could find clues to those who attacked the master. But not long after Zhao Zhen left Fang City, he realized that he had been targeted by many pairs of eyes in the dark. With a sneer in his heart, Zhao Zhen still flew forward with the flying sword slowly, as if he hadn't noticed anything.

'Huh'

The sound of a flying sword passing by forced Zhao Zhen's advancing figure to stop. And three figures suddenly appeared in front of him, and they were the three Daomen Jindan monks in the Fang City. Before the three of them could speak, there was a burst of coquettish laughter from behind Zhao Zhen, and Zhao Zhen could hear it without even looking back, this was the voice of the demon cultivator woman in the market who looked at him flatteringly. The person was still in the air, but a bloody dried corpse silently appeared under Zhao Zhen's feet, like a ghost, and the demon cultivator who controlled the dried corpse next to the dried corpse was impressive.

On the left, there was also a demonic aura, the demon cultivator in Fang City stood in the air to stop Zhao Zhen, while on the right, a burst of violent killing intent swept in, and a pair of blood-red eyes stared at Zhao Zhen gloomily, like a hungry wolf staring at a delicious lamb.

Looking at the guys around him who were slowly approaching him, Zhao Zhen showed a sincere smile: "I don't know what advice your seniors have?"

"Pointing at your size!" A Daomen Jindan period monk directly opposite, nostrils at Zhao Zhen, said arrogantly: "Boy, we don't embarrass you, now leave all the Qiankun bags and flying swords on your body, and then get out of me immediately." ”

Zhao Zhen looked at the guy opposite for a long time, and asked slowly, "What will happen if I don't stay?"

"Then you will die!" After hearing this, a Daomen's anxious son suddenly opened his eyes and began to move before the words fell. The flying sword in his hand flashed, and flew straight towards Zhao Zhen.

Looking at the flying sword that was shining with cold light flying towards him, the corners of Zhao Zhen's mouth showed a weird smile, but the eyes that looked at the flying sword suddenly overflowed with a trace of blood, and then a blood light shot on the flying sword. The guys around who wanted to kill people and seize treasures didn't understand what was going on, but the guy who sacrificed the flying sword was horrified to find that the flying sword that was originally rushing towards Zhao Zhen suddenly turned sharply towards him!

This was the first reaction of everyone present! Seeing this scene, the Daomen monk who sacrificed the flying sword looked shocked, and hurriedly fixed the flying sword, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief in his heart. But at this moment, a figure flickered past him, and a brilliant cold light swept through the air. This Daomen monk didn't even have time to scream, his head flew out more than three meters away without warning, and his headless limbs even shook aimlessly in the air a few times before falling to the ground.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the others shouted loudly and released their magic weapons. It's just that their magic weapon has just left their bodies, and in Zhao Zhen's Qiankun bag, five amazing figures soar into the sky. I used my divine sense to investigate, but I was horrified to find that it was actually five Yuanying-level puppets.

These guys immediately felt terrified, how could they dare to have the slightest idea of wanting to kill people and seize treasures? Even if the strength of these five Yuanying puppets was weak, it was not something that they Jindan monks could compete with. Almost all the magic weapons sacrificed were gone, and they fled for their lives by dodging directly. But just as he wanted to use the secret method to escape, the five Yuanying puppets had already taken the lead to trap these guys in it with a light mask, and then Zhao Zhen waved a huge blood net in his hand, capturing all these unsuspecting guys in the light mask.

"If you want to kill me, you must have the consciousness of being killed. The six people who were captured had already been pierced into their bodies by Zhao Zhen's soul ligament at this moment, and they were all weak. Listening to Zhao Zhen's words, everyone broke out in a cold sweat. Speaking of this, Zhao Chen's tone paused, as if to give these people some time to suppress and reminisce, and then continued: "I don't care who you are, and I don't care what your identity is. I just want to know, someone chased and killed a woman a few days ago, it should be not far away, who did it?"

As soon as Zhao Zhen's words came out, these people who were captured were anxiously recalled. However, it was the blood-red demon cultivator who spoke first, and even in such a situation, he didn't seem to be afraid: "I don't know!"

Zhao Zhen frowned, and just wanted to end this guy's life, but suddenly found that the soul ligament that pierced that guy's body was a little abnormal. Just as he was about to speak, the guy suddenly burst out laughing, and then his body soared into the sky, and the soul ligament that pierced his body was unconsciously untied by him, and even concealed from Zhao Zhen.

"It's just a little trick, just want to subdue me? The Himalayan Mountains are not piled up, and the bloody eyes and red pupils of my Blood Demon Sect are not blown!" In the midst of laughter, the Demon Cultivator's eyes shot out a strange light that enveloped his whole body, and his body just flashed, and then turned into a blood shadow and disappeared into everyone's eyes.

But the demon cultivator's laughter had not yet fallen, and Zhao Zhen took out a bead from the Qiankun bag without looking back and sacrificed it to the blood shadow, and then heard a loud 'bang', and the blood-colored figure that had just flown into the air was suddenly blown into pieces of stumps and broken arms and fell down.

"I don't like people who don't cooperate. Zhao Zhen didn't look at the stumps and broken arms anymore, but just said to the remaining few people word by word: "Who else wants to run, just try the power of this fire thunder bead." ”

The rest of the people all shook their heads like rattles, and Zhao Zhen didn't say much to them, but his mind moved, and the corpse of the corpse-controlling demon cultivator was brought in front of him by Zhao Zhen with a soul ligament, and no matter what kind of flesh pain the corpse-controlling demon cultivator revealed, he said directly: "Have you been sacrificing a blood corpse for two hundred years? Since you can't speak, then I won't keep you." ”

In a flash, Zhao Zhen directly activated the soul ligament and began to frantically suck blood food. In just a few breaths, the blood-drenched corpse turned into a pile of white bones in front of everyone's eyes, and a puddle of pus flowed on the ground. Seeing this, everyone who was captured immediately screamed in panic, so frightened that they almost shed tears.

"My question, I won't ask it a second time!" Zhao Zhen faced the remaining guys again: "Whoever of you can tell me the news can live, if you don't know, then unfortunately, today next year will be your death day!"

"I know some! I know some! Please don't kill me!" This time it was the witch who was extremely charming and flattering at Zhao Zhen at that time. The words of fear trembled slightly, and combined with the already revealing clothing, one couldn't help but arouse an urge to pity. Seeing Zhao Zhen looking over, the witch's eyes seemed to have a hint of survival: "I'll tell you everything I know, I'm willing to serve you with my body, don't kill me!" ^_^