"You...... What kind of weird spirit realm technique are you!" Monk Tian Guangqing's face became extremely heavy at this moment, and his speech was a little trembling.

"Your Excellency really wants to force Xue to make a move?" Xue Zhen still repeated such a cold sentence.

At this moment, Tian Guangqing, the fear from the bottom of his heart gradually came up, those ribbons around him are the silk of destroying the law of miè, that is, the silk of the law of gold killing, if they are all cut over, the destruction of the flesh is just a trivial matter, I am afraid that Yuan Ying will not be able to stay.

As for Xue Zhen, he still had a cold face at the moment, his mind moved silently, but those colorless and golden ribbons floated back and forth like his breathing, this kind of technique was a spell that Xue Zhen had recorded in his mind before, called Domain Xuanshu. It is this technique that can be used to make use of any silk of law foundation in his spiritual domain, and these ribbons are indestructible silk of laws, with Xue Zhen's strong spiritual cultivation at this stage, he really wants to solve Tian Guangqing who fell into his spiritual domain, but he needs to pay a small price.

"The surname is Xue! You dare to kill me? You dare to kill me in front of everyone?" At this moment, Tian Guangqing, a flower-clothed monk, pretended to be calm and spoke out.

"Why not!" Xue Zhen still looked cold and said softly.

After Xue Zhen said these cold words, the flower-clothed monk Tian Guangqing had a look of fear on his face, which gradually diffused, and his heartbeat was even faster, he didn't dare to provoke again, Xue Zhen really killed himself, wouldn't he be wronged, his words had completely lost his confidence, and in the end, Tian Guangqing said softly:

"Xue Daoyou, be merciful!"

Speaking of this, although the expression on Xue Zhen's face did not ease immediately, his heart suddenly relaxed, he didn't know if the other party insisted on it, whether he would make a move, fortunately, Tian Guangqing finally softened first.

At this time, in front of those stalls where the forbidden curtain was gathered, a certain third-order human immortal had already hurriedly walked in front of Xue Zhen, it was Ou Yining, who had just been separated from Xue Zhen before, and he came at this moment to inform him of the personnel in the venue, and after coming, he saw Xue Zhen alone, but the other person was nowhere to be seen.

"Xue Daoyou, ...... you," Ou Yining asked in a bright voice.

"Ask him!"

When Xue Zhen spoke, the spiritual light in front of him flickered, and a figure flashed in an instant, and it turned out to be the flower-clothed monk Tian Guangqing, at this moment, he revealed a frightened look, as if he had fallen into a mortal trap, and now he reappeared, as if he was in another world.

I saw that he sensed Xue Zhen, who was still cold next to him, and then Ou Yining, who appeared, a resentful gaze reappeared, and in an instant, his body flashed, hiding three or four feet behind Ou Yining, and looked at Xue Zhen coldly, and that resentful gaze was even deeper.

At this moment, Ou Yining turned his head and looked at Tian Guangqing's body, with a shallow smile, he obviously knew such a third-order human immortal for a long time, and asked:

"Tian Daoyou, what the hell is going on!"

"Humph!"

Humming heavily, the flower-clothed monk Tian Guangqing flicked his sleeves violently, and had already turned his head and walked towards the extremely sparse crowd in the distance, and soon disappeared from the sight of the two, and Ou Yining also turned his body upside down, looked at Xue Zhen, and smiled shallowly.

He knew about Xue Zhen's spiritual domain, and those who had cultivated the spiritual domain were afraid that any mistakes in the spiritual domain would hurt the foundation of cultivation, and they generally wouldn't use the spiritual domain to trap other monks, but with such a strange gray-robed man in front of him, Xue Zhen actually used the spiritual domain to trap a person with a higher cultivation than him, which was really a bit of a big surprise to him. It wasn't until a few days later that he found Tian Guangqing to ask about the situation, and he was deeply surprised, and he actually had a kind of centripetal jealousy for Xue Zhen.

"Xue Daoyou, are you alright?"

"It's fine!"

The two exchanged a few words briefly, Ou Yining said goodbye and left, Xue Zhen kept watching Ou Yining's departure, his eyes did not move, if anyone noticed him, his eyes were empty, he still remembered the actions of the woman in purple at the moment, and that kind of retreating behavior was deeply imprinted on Xue Zhen's heart.

"How can the human mind be like this? How can there be such indifference? Is it wrong that I have just done? Shouldn't I meddle in such a thing?"

At this time, Xue Zhen asked himself, he really didn't know if he should continue, just like that, time passed, and the people nearby gradually walked by, from sparse to lively, and the stalls next to him gradually reopened their prohibitions, ushering in waves of guests.

And the confused Xue Zhen, after nearly two days of thinking, still couldn't get any answer, and he was also urged by a certain automatic stimulation technique circulating in his body, he regained his mind, but he still didn't come up with an answer that he was satisfied with, he shook his head, and finally walked out of this Mahayana trading area.

Soon, Xue Zhen passed through a light curtain again, a light curtain leading to the auction, and in such an acre of space, in front of Xue Zhen, five forbidden doors appeared, and Xue Zhen found that all kinds of passages belonging to low, medium, high, Mahayana and immortal levels were similar to the huge forbidden curtain in front, but the forbidden curtain here only allowed one person to enter and exit.

Xue Zhen looked at it simply, and walked straight to the forbidden curtain of the immortal rank auction hall, what appeared in front of Xue Zhen was a space of a hundred zhang square, slightly inclined downward, dozens of zhang away from the front, a vermilion rosewood table was placed, there was naturally nothing on it, and eight teleportation arrays were established around it, and there were five people in this hall, five immortal level monks, all of whom were about the second and third level of human immortal cultivation.

Among these people, Xue Zhen has had eyes, and there are actually two people he knows, the brocade-robed man Qingkhan and the white-haired boy Ling Zilang, who are all here. The two didn't look like they were standing together, Xue Zhen saw the two, and the two of them also set their eyes on Xue Zhen, and each showed a faint smile.

"Xue Daoyou, you're here too!"

"Xue Daoyou, you have advanced to the second order, congratulations!"

The two of them walked towards Xue Zhen together, and bowed lightly, Xue Zhen also returned the salute one by one, and was a little polite with the two of them, and then, the three of them got together, but the celebration had already said loudly:

"Xue Daoyou, I can't see you in two consecutive wine competitions, it turns out that you have hidden in some famous mountain and river mountain to cultivate secretly!"

"Qing Daoyou is really tormented by Xue, Xue Zhen has worked hard to reach his current cultivation! But the two of them are not in a hurry about cultivation!"

When Xue Zhen spoke, he once again recalled his painful experience of being promoted to the second order, and the tide of thought secretly fluctuated, and the two people on the opposite side were still the same cultivators as they were back then, and when Xue Zhen mentioned this stubble, neither of them had many strange expressions.