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The entire auction has already made a pot of porridge, including the two heads of the Heavenly Demon Sect who held this auction, and their eyes also showed a look of horror.

"I didn't expect Lan Feng to die, how powerful is he, he actually dodged the pursuit of Sect Master Situ twice!" someone on the field exclaimed.

"All the flying swords in this world are supported by aura, is there anything unique about the purple gold sword in his hand?"

"The old man felt that the focus was not on the purple gold sword, but on the contents inside, didn't you see the old man of the sword immortal who came with him? What he was holding in his hand was a treasure bottle specializing in refining sword spirits, which could absorb evil qi, and it could be seen from the golden pattern on it that this treasure bottle had reached the heavenly level. ”

The old man who spoke stroked his gray beard, his eyes became deep, and he spit out three words without hurrying, "It's a corpse." ”

As soon as these words came out, the entire auction hall suddenly became much quieter, until finally, only the sound of breathing could be heard.

Xuan Mu's fists clenched slightly, and his gloomy gaze began to scan around, as a Demon Realm cultivator who was very sensitive to evil qi, he could feel that there was an extremely powerful existence here.

This existence, the evil qi on his body has reached the point of defying the sky, and Xuan Mu already knows in his heart that even if Lan Feng really uses this thing as a bargaining chip, it is impossible for him to surrender.

Moreover, Suzaku Mountain did not have aura, so it would also prevent all divine senses from prying eyes, and in this way, Lan Feng's ambiguous cultivation suddenly rose several big stages in his heart.

"Could it be that Lan Feng has already reached the stage of transformation into a god?" Xuan Mu frowned, glanced at Lan Feng quite fearfully, and suddenly poured a cool breath, "But he is so young......"

Vaguely hearing Xuan Mu's self-talk, Lan Feng smiled coldly, and the purple gold sword in his hand pointed directly at Situ Jin, who was still transforming, his eyes were like electricity, and his voice was like thunder, "Kill him first." ”

Everyone had a strange look on their faces, except for Xuan Mu and other Demon Realm disciples.

Although there seems to be nothing here, there is definitely a behemoth without form and color, and its ability can no longer be described by the concept of cultivation division in the cultivation realm.

Situ Jin's body was already incomplete at this time, it was burning, his eyes were full of fire, fierce and vicious, he roared to the sky, and the air around him became hot suddenly.

"Evil obstacles, kill my grandson, you can't die a good death!"

The hoarse voice resounded in the sky, making all the monks tremble in their hearts, some small sects had already quietly left, and some famous sects were still staying here in order to save face.

"It seems that Sect Master Situ has tried his best this time, for the sake of an enemy, he made himself look like this, how can he feel a little worthless, what if he misses?"

"I think Sect Master Situ is like this, like a burning body, if it is really that Yin Technique, how can he miss. ”

"What is a scorching body?"

“...... This...... Actually, I don't know much about it. ”

"Scorching ......" An old man in the infant stage had a solemn expression, squinting his eyes, and his eyes showed a heavy fear.

The burning of the body, as its name suggests, cannot be repaired at the cost of losing cultivation and burning the body. Mainly when he is forced to do so, the aura in his body will be transformed into burning qi, and the caster will have the power to destroy the world in a short period of time, and it is not impossible to defeat the monks of the immortal stage if he cultivates to a high level, so this spell was banned by the immortal world tens of thousands of years ago, and all the monks who knew the method of cultivation were wiped out.

Some of the loose cultivators who escaped by chance, although they no longer practice this method, but they roughly recorded it, and it is impossible for ordinary monks to hear of it at all, but some experienced masters still have a little hearing of this secret method.

But it is impossible to really talk about cultivation, because there will be no secret method coming out at all, unless it is said that the Seven Star Coffin really has the function of transforming time and space.

Situ Jin's whole body was on fire, he smiled slyly, and with a huge fireball in his hand, he rushed towards Lan Feng.

Lan Feng's eyes moved slightly, he squinted his eyes and glanced to the side, and his body quickly retreated backwards.

"You can't run away!" Situ Jin's gloomy voice, as if heated by a flame, was furious, and the surrounding air was also heated again under the vibration of the sound waves.

His speed was very fast, but when he was still six feet away from Lan Feng, a cold current suddenly hit from the side, and Situ Jin suddenly stopped at his feet.

The fire in his eyes burned violently, he raised his head slightly, his fierce expression was replaced by a strange expression, as if he had seen something, his brows were slightly furrowed, and he asked in a dumb voice: "Who are you? Don't meddle in your business!"

In the face of the unknown, everyone on the field was also shocked, and their expressions became frightened.

A gust of wind struck again, and a little girl dressed in black appeared in front of everyone.

"Is this a child?" exclaimed from the quiet room.

Situ Jin's expression did not change in any way, his brows tightened even more, and the two heads of the Heavenly Demon Sect also had gloomy faces at this time.

"Hey, you're going to die. The little girl's face was slightly red, and she stuck out her tongue mischievously, and her tone did not match the words that came out of her mouth at all.

At this time, Lan Feng's eyes flickered slightly, and he said softly: "I have changed my identity again." ”

This kind of scene seems familiar, and he vaguely remembers the lonely soul and wild ghost that once lurked in Xuande Gate, which can be regarded as a confidant of Lan Feng, but now, he has no news, maybe he has been devoured by a soul more powerful than him, or he has found a new skin, and he is practicing silently in a certain sect in the cultivation realm.

However, this emotion didn't last long, Lan Feng was soon awakened by Situ Jin's angry roar, and when he came back to his senses, his pupils shrank slightly.

"The old man doesn't believe it, he can't kill you even if he tries all his cultivation!"

The flames on Situ Jin's body suddenly jumped three feet high, opened his mouth, and spewed out a fireball again, this fireball was not the same as the one he was holding in his hand before, the color was close to black, and if you looked closely, you will find that there is a white baby vaguely wrapped inside, the appearance is exactly the same as Situ Jin, but there is no expression on his face, his eyes are calmly staring at Lan Feng, and the cold glint in his eyes flickered.

"There is no aura fluctuation here, he actually wrapped the Yuan Infant with scorching fire, a shrewd means, but at the price, it is possible that the Yuan Infant will dissipate, it seems that Situ Lao'er is going to fight with me. Lan Feng watched as the black fireball in the sky crossed a perfect arc in mid-air, flying towards the place where he was standing, his eyes flashed slightly, and he hissed:

"Corpses!"