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Lan Feng flew quickly in the misty Burning Immortal Valley, and suddenly, an extremely cold yin wind hit him, and his eyebrows, and even his hair, were all wrapped in a thin layer of frost.

Lan Feng's eyes flashed slightly, and with a slight wave of his hand, he easily dissipated the oncoming cold qi.

"You're here......" The voice seemed to come from the mouth of a ghost, echoing in the Valley of Burning Immortals.

Lan Feng's eyes swept around, stopped in the northwest direction, and nodded, "I want to ask you for help if I have something." ”

"How can I help you?" A powerful air current, slowly striking from the place where Lan Feng's gaze was looking, and finally stopped three feet in front of Lan Feng.

The air around him suddenly cooled, and the corpse spirit turned into a middle-aged man with sallow skin and appeared in front of Lan Feng's eyes.

Lan Feng frowned, a strange look in his eyes.

Wasn't this corpse spirit a little boy last time? Today, it suddenly became a middle-aged person again, which made Lan Feng a little unacceptable.

But it's not surprising if you think about it, the corpse spirit is transformed by resentment, it doesn't have a fixed form and appearance at all, maybe in a few days, it will become a different person.

Lan Feng didn't ask much, just continued: "In a few days, the Heavenly Demon Sect will hold an auction, and I need a corpse spirit as a bargaining chip. ”

The middle-aged man's cold gaze glanced at Lan Feng, and finally landed on the purple flying sword on his waist, with a trace of greed on his face, and said, "What is this?"

Lan Feng frowned and said, "The Purple Gold Sword can be said to be the best flying sword in the cultivation realm. ”

The corpse spirit quickly took two steps forward, and ripped off the purple gold sword on Lan Feng's waist, Lan Feng's heart sank violently, but once he stopped it, he might be devoured by the corpse spirit, his brows furrowed, and his raised hand was lowered again.

"Hmm......" The corpse spirit inserted the purple gold sword into its mouth, as if it was a magic spell, and when it was inserted halfway, his brows furrowed, and his face looked a little painful.

After a pause, it took the purple gold sword out of its mouth, looked at it a few times in its hand, and then handed it back to Lan Feng's hand, frowning and saying, "It's not delicious." ”

When Lan Feng heard this, he felt a little funny in his heart, but his expression was as usual, and he nodded: "This is a weapon, naturally it is not delicious." ”

The corpse looked thoughtful, hesitated for a moment, took a few steps back, and said word by word: "You want to kill me?"

Lan Feng was stunned for a moment, then laughed, waved the purple flying sword in his hand casually, and said, "If I dare to hurt you, I guess you can kill me with a single finger, right?"

Seeing the puzzled look on the corpse spirit's face, Lan Feng's expression suddenly became serious, and he said, "I just said that I came here to let you help me get a corpse spirit. ”

"You're going to let me help you catch a corpse...... the corpse's eyes flashed, and a strange smile appeared on his face, Sen Sen said, "I'm the only corpse spirit here." ”

Lan Feng's eyebrows moved slightly, the last time he came, he could still feel that there were many small corpses wandering here, how could it be that there was none of them all of a sudden, there must be something strange in this.

Before he could speak, the corpse spirit suddenly spoke again: "There have been no monks here for a long time, I feel uncomfortable with an empty stomach, and I devour a few little corpse spirits every day, until yesterday, I found that there was nothing left for me to eat." ”

Speaking of this, a murderous intent suddenly appeared in its eyes, staring directly at Lan Feng and licking its mouth.

Lan Feng's heart sank, and he hurriedly inserted the flying sword into the scabbard on his waist, and respectfully hugged his fists and said: "I can take you out of the valley, as long as you cooperate with me well, at that time, there will be countless monk souls for you to devour." ”

Hearing this, a strange sound came out of the corpse's throat, and a strong look of greed appeared in his eyes.

Lan Feng took a deep breath, put his hand on the hilt of the purple gold sword, and said: "You are resentful, you can't get out of the valley on your own, you can only rely on the assistance of foreign objects, and I don't know if this purple gold sword on my waist can withstand it, so I can only try." ”

Seeing that the corpse spirit did not react too sensitively, Lan Feng carefully pulled out the flying sword, and his eyes flashed, "Come in." ”

The corpse spirit stared at the flying sword for a long time, the greedy color on his face became even stronger, and with a low roar, the middle-aged man's body collapsed on the ground like a deflated ball.

"It turned out to be human skin. Lan Feng's heart was clear, and at the same time, the flying sword in his hand trembled violently, and it returned to normal again, but after a closer look, Lan Feng's face instantly became cloudy.

Although the purple gold sword is complete, due to the powerful resentment of the corpse spirit, the sword body is full of fine cracks, and it seems that if you are not careful, it may explode and become a scrap.

His gaze on the sword for a long time, his expression became a little strange, silent for a moment, his eyes suddenly flashed, the corners of his mouth showed a wicked smile, after inserting the flying sword into the scabbard, he quickly left.

Time passed day by day, and the night before the auction, Lan Feng summoned all the disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect above the foundation building period and held a secret meeting in the Purple Moon Pavilion. When everyone left, only Sword Immortal Yue Yunzi was left, he stayed in the pavilion for a long time, and no one knew what the head of the family said to him.

On October 7, 714 of the Fallen God Calendar, the only Demon Realm sect on Nameless Island, the Heavenly Demon Sect, held its first large-scale auction since the establishment of the Sect on the sub-peak of Vermilion Bird Mountain.

I don't know if it's related to the Demon Realm, the weather is not very good on this day, the sky is full of dark clouds, and it seems that it may rain at any time.

Suzaku Mountain is a famous ghost mountain on the nameless island, due to its special topography, after reaching the top of the mountain, the monk's spells will be completely useless, including cultivation.

The reason why the Heavenly Demon Sect chose the location of the auction here was mainly just in case.

There will be disciples of the demon realm guarding the mountain, and it is stipulated that each sect leader can only bring in ten disciples, but there are many, if there is a forcible break into the door, there will be no forgiveness.

In the early morning, the frost and dew were heavy, but in the mid-air near Suzaku Mountain, the figures of monks were already in an endless stream, after all, such a large-scale auction, many sects were still very interested.

"Yo, isn't this a disciple of the Qianyun Palace, I didn't expect that even a little-known small sect like you would have the face to participate in the auction of the Heavenly Demon Sect?"

"What's wrong with the little sect? As if you are amazing, before you talk about others, let's take a pee on yourself. ”

"Huh, it seems to be a disciple of Lingyue Xuan over there, go and get close to them, maybe you can be selected by their master." ”

"Liu Si, you traitor, you dare to jump ship in front of me!"

"Hmph, the bird's ambition is still talking to people in the back, do you have any evidence?"

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