Fu Hong lay on the ground and forced a laugh: "I can't imagine that the strong have their own strong hands, junior brother, you are only in the early stage of cultivation, and your illusion attainments are already so high, I, I am willing to bow down!"

Qingyu smiled and helped Fu Hong up from the ground: "Senior brother agreed, I just took a little small, and senior brother's illusion attainments are really admired by junior brother." ”

Fu Hong shook his head with a smile, took out a token from the storage bag and threw it to Qingyu, "Keep it well, senior brother, I'm going to continue the retreat, I won't send you off, goodbye!"

This person is really a little withdrawn, and he drives people away after saying a few words.

Qingyu took the token, then said goodbye, and left without looking back, he didn't go far, found an inn, and stayed directly.

This inn is also the property of an elder in the infancy stage, and ordinary people dare not go wild here, and Qingyu's safety is also guaranteed, so as not to make some guys unscrupulous for the sake of the admission order.

......

Time flashed by, and soon it was time for the exchange meeting to begin, and Qingyu came to the door of the main hall of the venue early, but found that he was still not the earliest, and there was already a long queue in front of him.

Qingyu didn't cut in line, he consciously stood at the very end, the cultivation of these people here is not weak, if a conflict really breaks out, he really may not be able to beat others.

Half a quarter of an hour passed, and Qingyu finally entered the inside of the venue, at first it was still the same structure as the Northern Dynasty Jun Mowen, with various counters and all kinds of people walking around.

And Qingyu and his party went underground through a staircase, and as soon as they arrived downstairs, Qingyu was surprised, this place is really too spacious, I can't imagine that there is such a huge underground venue, it is simply an underground square.

The floor is like a lecture hall, with a round table in the middle, and on the round table is a cabinet, which seems to be a counter used for auctions, while Qingyu and his party find their own place to sit on the seats on the surrounding steps.

These seats are neatly arranged in order, they are all high-end seats with excellent materials, not to mention the general foundation building period cultivators, they have never seen it, although it is useless for cultivation, but this is a kind of glory and enjoyment.

Qingyu doesn't care, he can sit anywhere, he basically doesn't know anyone, as for the seat, even if he sits on the ground, it's nothing, and people who cultivate immortals don't pay so much attention.

But he still found a medium-back position, and sat down casually, this position was not conspicuous, and it was a bit remote, it was good to stay here, at least it would not attract a lot of attention.

Not to mention anything else, he was the only monk in the entire venue, and if he made a conspicuous appearance, there would definitely be problems.

However, what Qingyu didn't expect was that even if he was sitting here, there was still a problem, and when a big man saw Qingyu sitting here, he sat next to Qingyu.

This big man is a cultivator in the late stage of the Jiedan, he looked at Qingyu, looked in other directions with disdain, and muttered in his mouth: "What do you think, is it a fool to give a token to the guy in the early stage of the Jiedan?"

After a while, he said again: "I'm really speechless, how can this kind of guy who can be pinched to death with one finger be qualified to come to this kind of party, it's really rubbish." ”

Qing Yu forcibly endured the anger in his heart and didn't say a word.

But who knew that this big man became even more intense, and the words in his mouth became more and more ugly.

Even if it is a clay man, he has three points of fire, not to mention a guy like Qingyu who kills people if he doesn't agree with him, he suddenly burst out, four golden pills in one, "Yin Death Technique" broke out, and the yin death breath completely oppressed the big man's body.

Dahan couldn't react at all, even if his cultivation was much higher than Qingyu, he was also frightened by this series of actions, the most important thing is that he didn't expect that someone would really do it in this place!

Qing Yu took out the Yin Ghost Long Sword on his waist and slashed at the head of the big man, this big man had no speed to react, and the rest of the people were too late to rescue, Qing Yu felt that he could kill this guy in seconds with this sword.

However, something unexpected happened, a long sword with a glittering dark gray light suddenly appeared in front of Dahan, and blocked Qingyu's sword.

Then the owner of the long sword made another partition forward, and Qingyu was directly pushed out, and he took two or three steps back before stopping.

Everyone looked at this side, and it was none other than the first person in the Imperial Ghost City Patrol, Yao Dou!

Yao Dou's long sword was thrown into the air, and after drawing a circle in the air, it accurately entered the sword box on his back.

He looked at Qingyu and the big man coldly: "No hands are allowed at the exchange meeting, and next time, drive them out of the Imperial Ghost City directly!"

If it was someone else's words, everyone might laugh and ignore it, but this is Yao Dou, the guy who broke his limbs and threw out the early master of the Yuan Infant back then, he really dared to do this!

The big man smiled flatteringly: "How can there be a fight? I'm joking with this little brother, Senior Brother Yao, don't worry, we will follow the rules." ”

Qing Yu sighed, this person's strength is really terrifying, I'm afraid that even if he uses all his skills, it is difficult to be this person's opponent, although this person has no hope of entering the Yuan Infant Stage in this life, but now he is already powerful, the average Yuan Infant Stage master is far from his opponent, it is estimated that among the peers of the entire Ghost Spirit Sect, only Yuan Xiao, Liu Chen, and Mo Yefei can fight.

The three of them are two or three years older than this Yao Dou, so they are naturally considered to be the same generation.

Qingyu didn't speak, sat back in his chair lightly, then looked at Yao Dou with interest, and put away his long sword.

Yao Dou snorted coldly: "Give me the honesty for a while!" and then went to patrol in another direction.

As soon as he left, Qingyu and the strong man handed over below, but they didn't have the same big posture as just now, and now they were fighting for strength and luck.

The two of them confronted each other below, not using spells and magic weapons, but just fighting next to the chair with one hand, and the fight was very happy.

After half an hour, both of them withdrew their mana from each other, as if they were both tired and stopped fighting.

At this time, an old man appeared on the auction table where no one had been around, and at the same time there were four bodyguards standing beside him, all of whom seemed to be quite good.

The old man coughed dryly, and then said: "Today's auction, oh no, it is an exchange meeting, and I will take you to carry it out, I hope you will not dislike the old man for his old age." ”

Suddenly, a monk shouted below: "We still believe in Qi Lao, the auctions have been held very successfully for so many years, and they are inseparable from Qi Lao's role." ”

"Yes, Qi Lao's auction, we can rest assured!"