Chapter 234: The Demon Trail Appears

The air flowing in the air suddenly stopped, and it was all reversed by the huge pressure of the Eastern Dragon.

"A quarter of an hour! Persist for a quarter of an hour to qualify!" Dongfang Long's voice sounded in every disciple's ears.

The remaining twenty or so disciples on the cultivation ground were lying on their backs, their legs trembling uncontrollably, and the drops of sweat were crackling down, and the ground was wet for a long time.

Thump!

Finally, a disciple couldn't support it anymore, and fell to the ground, panting heavily, and his eyes shot an unwilling light.

As long as you persevere, you can reach the qualification standard of the Eastern Dragon, and you can enter the cultivation realm to slay demons and eliminate demons, and participate in the disciple trial of Sanssouci Peak.

However, in the end, it failed!

When the quarter of an hour was up, there were still eighteen monks left who were struggling to hold on.

There can be eighteen monks in the Yuan Infant Stage, under the huge coercion of the late stage of the Eastern Dragon Fusion, insisting on immediately a quarter of an hour, and if it is spread out, it will shock many people's jaws!

This is an incredible thing, a monk in the Yuan Infant Stage, if he can hold on for a while under the coercion of the out-of-body stage monk, let alone under the coercion of the late stage of the merger.

"You're good, go back and prepare!"

Dongfang Dragon's body disappeared into the cultivation ground, and the voice came from mid-air.

Thump!

The remaining eighteen disciples, after the pressure on their bodies was gone, could no longer hold on, and collapsed to the ground at once, unable to even move.

Their spiritual power had long since been exhausted, and what made them finally stick to it was the strong faith in their hearts, which turned into a huge will, prompting their bodies to stand tall.

"Let's hurry up and practice, the teacher has taught us the most important lesson!" A disciple suddenly looked happy, and the first one rushed to his own position, sat down cross-legged, and began to practice the exercises.

The rest of the disciples felt a little, and they immediately showed joy on their faces, and quickly returned to their original positions, and practiced their skills.

Although Dongfang Long chose eighteen disciples by releasing coercion, these disciples all gained more or less insight from Dongfang Long's coercion, which was something that he could not experience when he cultivated on weekdays.

The next day, the Three-Headed Snake Demon brought his ten subordinates and eighteen fifth-line disciples of Dongfang Dragon to the cultivation ground early, waiting for Dongfang Dragon's arrival.

Dongfang Long said goodbye to his parents and slightly changed the Peak Protection Array to make it more solid. In this way, Dongfang Long can go down the mountain with confidence, otherwise he will kill demons everywhere in the cultivation realm, but Sanssouci Peak has been broken by someone, which is the last thing Dongfang Long wants to see.

After arranging everything properly, Dongfang Long Fei appeared on the square and waved his big hand, "Let's go!"

A group of thirty people took off into the air and flew out of the mountain.

The midday sun was dazzling and bright, and the roasted earth seemed to be on fire.

Dongfang Dragon is like an ordinary person, walking slowly on the road, enjoying the beautiful scenery around it from time to time.

Not far from the direction of the Oriental Dragon, there is a large bazaar. This is still Danzong's sphere of influence.

The reason why they stopped at this large bazaar was that the eighteen disciples around Dongfang Long, who had walked out of the Spirit Beast Mountain Range for the first time in so many years, were full of novelty and freshness to everything in the cultivation realm.

Therefore, the Oriental Dragon took them down from the sky early and entered the large bazaar on foot like ordinary people.

Although the dark tide in the cultivation world is turbulent, everyone in each sect is in danger. But the market in front of me is still very lively.

Dongfang Long ordered the eighteen disciples to shop at will in this bazaar and choose what they liked.

Because these disciples are very rich one by one, it all depends on the hard work of Li Ming and Wen Zhibin in the past fifty years.

Dongfang Long walked into the main street, the bluestone pavement is extremely wide, the road is lined with shops, and the cries of vendors come and go.

Dongfang Long sighed while watching, if he could live such a carefree life like these people every day, this life would be enough.

But Dongfang Long knew that others could live such an enviable life, but he couldn't himself.

The burden on his shoulders was too heavy for him to relax. Because if Dongfang Long relaxes and does not want to forge ahead, then what awaits him will be a catastrophe.

Dongfang Long's footsteps suddenly stopped in front of a three-story building, only to see that on the tall lintel, three big characters were engraved with golden light, "Jubaolou!"

"This treasure building is really big, I didn't expect there to be a building here. Dongfang Long remembered that the first windfall he made was to loot the distribution of a treasure building.

Suddenly, Dongfang Long's eyes froze, and a long divine light shot out. I saw that in the sky of the treasure tower, there seemed to be a faint layer of mist.

The mist was constantly changing shapes, sometimes it seemed to be a monstrous beast, sometimes it seemed to be a fragrant flower.

"It's really hard to find a place to step on iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get there. These extraterritorial heavenly demons are really bold enough, and they are really a little lawless to do bad things under the nose of Danzong. Could it be that they really think that no one in the Cultivation Realm can subdue them?"

Dongfang Long could see at a glance that this was a sign of the appearance of the Extraterritorial Heavenly Demon. And judging from the demonic qi in the sky, the level of this extraterritorial heavenly demon is not low.

"Since I found out, let the disciples practice their hands!"

Dongfang Long raised his legs and walked into the building, he wanted to see what this extraterritorial heavenly demon wanted to do in the treasure building.

"Seniors, please!"

The guards at the door couldn't see through Dongfang Long's cultivation, so they bowed respectfully and warmly invited Dongfang Long.

Dongfang Long nodded, now with his identity and cultivation, he was no longer something that these guards could climb.

The decoration style of the treasure building is the same, and the first floor is still a spacious hall. There are countless counters on the four sides of the hall, and dozens of staff members of the Treasure Building are busy responding to the requests of many monks.

Call a monk, and you will know the major events that have happened in the cultivation realm. Therefore, they are doing their best to buy what they need, hoping to survive the future war.

This has directly led to a large chamber of commerce like Jubaolou, where customers are full every day, and all of them are full.

Dongfang Long walked around the hall twice casually, but didn't find anything worth making his own moves, so he wanted to walk towards the second floor.

At this time, a white-bearded old man happened to walk down from the second floor, and the old man stood in the middle of the stairs and said loudly: "Fellow Daoists, I have good news for you. In order to repay the strong support of all Taoist friends, this building has obtained a few new treasures. Therefore, the owner of this building decided to hold an auction on an ad hoc basis. ”

"It's going to be an auction!

"Yes, I've been to the auction of the Treasure House before, and the things in the auction are much more advanced than the ones sold outside. Maybe you'll be able to find a long-lost treasure!"

The monks in the hall were talking, their eyes were shining, and they were secretly glad that they had come at the right time today, which coincided with the auction held in the Treasure Tower.

Seeing that he had succeeded in arousing the interest of all the monks, the white-bearded old man cleared his throat and said, "Because of this temporary auction, several treasures that need to be auctioned are all handed down from ancient times. So if you want to enter the auction, you must have the corresponding strength. ”

"Treasures handed down from ancient times? Old-timers, tell me what kind of conditions are needed to participate in this auction. The anxious monk couldn't wait, and he didn't care about the white-bearded old man selling there, so he immediately asked.

The white-bearded old man wisped his beard and said unhurriedly: "The owner of this building has decided that if you want to participate in this auction, you must hand over 10,000 spirit stones!"

"Ten thousand, isn't it a little more?" Some monks were not happy, they had already bought a lot of applications, and there were not many spirit stones left on their bodies.

Some monks pursed their mouths, "You still have too many 10,000 lower grade spirit stones, so let's go home as soon as possible, don't be embarrassed here." ”

The old man stretched out his hand and waved it down, and the monks who were discussing it immediately shut their mouths, pricked up their ears and began to listen attentively.

"Don't get me wrong, those 10,000 spirit stones are indeed true, but they are not low-grade spirit stones, but medium-grade spirit stones!"

Thump!

As soon as the old man's words came out, several monks sat down on the ground, their eyes wide, their mouths wide open, obviously stunned.

The white-bearded old man was very satisfied with this effect, and Jubaolou temporarily decided to hold this auction. Although I wanted to auction some of the precious treasures I had just gotten, my main purpose was not to do that. They wanted to attract some high-ranking people, because the treasure building was in trouble, and they wanted to ask these high-ranking people to help.

That's why I came up with this method, using the high amount of spirit stones as an entrance fee to attract those high-level monks to participate in this auction. It also restricts the lower-ranking monks, as the Treasure House doesn't need their help.

Dongfang Long looked at the young monks who were frightened to the ground, and couldn't help but laugh dumbly. Once upon a time, he also stopped at the door of various auctions because of his shyness.

This is the law of the cultivation realm, survival of the fittest, the law of the jungle.

With a sigh in his heart, Dongfang Long retracted his thoughts and looked at the white-bearded old man on the stairs.

"Don't be surprised. It's really because the few ancient treasures in this auction are very big, they don't have a certain strength, and their cultivation is not strong enough. It is absolutely impossible to get it at auction, and even if you can get it, I am afraid that you will make wedding clothes for others. ”

The words of the white-bearded old man behind him, Dongfang Long thought so. Indeed, without a certain amount of strength, even if you get those few ancient treasures, I'm afraid you will only get a life talisman.