A swarm of heavy artillery bombarded the cultivators

Ten years later, the Scripture Auction House will collect all the treasures of heaven, materials and earth that can be collected.

Jiang Ding's consciousness swept away, revealing a slightly satisfied look.

You must know that these millions of heavenly materials and earthly treasures of different levels are all heavenly materials and earthly treasures that his soul has calculated that may inspire the study of immortal materials, weapon refining, botany and other subjects.

In this way, they were all easily collected. It was just a matter of dispatching a god-level force, so there was not much difficulty at all.

The upper realm is really too rich and the immortal ecosystem is too complete. It is the center of the immortal civilization of the entire universe and starry sky.

"Fellow Daoist Li, you have done well. Is there any reward you want?"

Jiang Ding was in a good mood and asked with a smile.

"Don't dare,"

"It's my duty to do things for my boss."

Lord Li Wangzhen was humble at first, but after all, he had practiced hard all the way and could not let go of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

It should be noted that casual promises from high-level monks are extremely valuable, and politeness is extremely stupid at this time.

"Proprietor, please be brave. If you don't blame me, I would like a chance to become a god..."

Lord Li Wangzhen said boldly.

This is the biggest dream of all Nascent Soul peak cultivators.

"Fellow Daoist, you are indeed brave."

Jiang Ding smiled, but did not respond further.

It's just a matter of acquiring some things. There's no fighting or too much hard work. This isn't a magical achievement, at least not for him.

No matter how rich he was, there was no way he would accept such a premium.

Lord Li Wangzhen's heart sank.

"Young man Meng Lang, please forgive me!"

He fell to the ground.

In fact, he was also ashamed in his heart. He was indeed a lion who had opened his mouth.

To be fair, if a golden elixir monk did some errands for him and then asked him for the opportunity of Nascent Soul, he would also be angry and even punish him severely.

"That's all, it's human nature."

"It doesn't have to be this way."

Jiang Ding was not someone who blamed others for his words, so he threw him a bottle of elixir casually: "If you don't have the opportunity to transform into a god, you still have this bottle of Qingmai Tianling elixir, which can repair the hidden wounds left by romantic people and demons in your body. There are no external obstacles to becoming a god."

"If you want to become a god, you have to look at your own destiny."

"Hidden wounds, romantic people and demons?"

Li Wangzhenjun was startled.

Obviously, he has no idea about the passive hands and feet on his body, let alone what a romantic man is.

However, the young man with an ordinary face did not explain anything. As soon as his sleeves and robes were moved, a gust of wind blew, and Lord Li Wangzhen was already outside the door.

…

Jiang Ding walked slowly on the streets of the Quagmire Demon City.

The people and objects around him quickly retreated, and the air-forbidden formation of the Quagmire Demonic City was unable to affect him unless it was specifically targeted.

Soon, a palace appeared in front of him that looked like jelly like glass and made of sludge. It exuded green poisonous mist all year round and could instantly dissolve the flesh and blood of 90% of the monks in the world.

If this poisonous mist is combined with a special sachet magic weapon worn by monks, it will form a holy medicine for washing the essence and cutting marrow, which has subtle effects on the monks who transform themselves into gods. For monks who build the foundation of Nascent Soul Golden Pill, It’s even more of a great opportunity.

Here is the largest auction house in the Mire Demon City, the Mire Auction House!

This poisonous mist is a euphemistic threshold for businessmen, indicating that monks below the level of the Transformation God do not need to come here, because this is the auction house held by Zhenzhen Lianxu, and their presence is not needed to avoid making a lot of noise and disturbing the Qingxiu Zhenzun.

Of course, this is not a rule.

If a certain Nascent Soul cultivator is strong enough, or if the treasure is strong enough, or if someone is carrying it, he will naturally be able to enter.

Jiang Ding turned a blind eye to the most poisonous thing in front of him. He stepped into it, passed through layers of poisonous mist, and walked for dozens of kilometers. Suddenly, his eyes suddenly cleared, and a palace like green glass appeared. From time to time, a few people walked around inside, whispering. What to talk about.

Jiang Ding glanced at him, slightly surprised.

Here, there are actually more than a hundred god-transformation monks trading and talking here. You must know that today is not a major auction, but just a normal day.

It is astonishing that there are so many god-transforming monks in just a corner of the place.

"Welcome guests, Ouyang Nu'er of the slave family, the steward of the Quagmire Auction House..."

A gust of fragrant wind drifted by, and a charming woman walked towards here in a graceful manner, saying softly: "Is this your first time here?"

"Please keep this thing. It can be used as a certificate. You can use the elite blue mist to temper your magic power and soul. It will be of great benefit to the god-transformation monks like us."

"These are the kindness of Lord Zhenzun."

Her fingers were white and delicate, and she handed over a green jade pendant.

Jiang Ding didn't answer or take the jade pendant, he just looked at her quietly.

"guest……"

This charming woman felt an inexplicable chill in her heart. She wanted to explain something, but her body was extremely stiff and she couldn't move at all.

"Who dares to cause trouble?"

"What a courage!"

The Quagmire Demonic City is indeed a powerful force that survives between the two Zhensects. They are extremely vigilant and well-trained. Even if things here only happen for a moment, they will already know and react.

In an instant, more than a dozen god-transformation monks who seemed to be chatting casually formed a battle formation and launched an attack. The auction house's formation was also triggered and suppressed. Everything was instinctive and as fast as lightning.

"Fellow Taoist, it seems that you are quite suspicious..."

Jiang Ding shook his head slightly.

Keng~

He pulled out the long sword from his waist, slashed it, and put it back into its sheath.

"kill--"

A light of fire appeared in the throats of Ouyang Nuer and more than a dozen god-transformation monks, and then the fire spread all over their bodies, burning their flesh and blood into ashes.

What was left on the spot was not bones and clothes, but a spiritual light.

These people are illusions, and the surrounding guests of the god-transformation monks are also illusions.

As soon as Jiang Ding came in, he walked into the illusion.

This kind of illusion, even if it is just a clone, is too illusory for those who master the Materialist Sun Sword Soul.

The surroundings were quiet for a moment.

"Hahaha……"

"Fellow Taoist, don't be surprised. It's rare to see Void Refining monks outside the two major Zhensects in this Thunder Flame Territory. I'm so happy to see Hunter Xin that I feel itchy and can't stand it, so I'm going to test it out."

From a corner of the palace, a burly and resolute man with a green toad squatting on his left shoulder walked out. He bowed and said sincerely: "Fellow Taoist, please forgive me."

"I've seen Taoist fellows in the quagmire."

"It's really rude for me to come here uninvited."

Jiang Ding returned the favor and smiled slightly.

"Anyway, I'm doing business in this swamp magic city. We are all distinguished guests from far away. How can you say that you come uninvited..."

The two of them exchanged pleasantries, and under the guidance of Zhenzhu Zhenzhu, they came to a rather exquisite jade pavilion and sat down together.

After being slightly polite, Jiang Ding explained the purpose of his visit: "Fellow Taoist, I want your seventeen six-level treasures of heaven and earth, including the Rongyang Crystal Jade, the Water-covered Jade Liquid, and the Withered Rong Branch. I will follow what you said above. Price."

He put on his sleeves and robes, and three heavenly materials and earthly treasures appeared on the table. They were all materials with wood poison and space attributes, and were also at the sixth level.

The grades are not much different.

The value is inestimable.

Because for the Void Refining monks, if they need it, the price will naturally be high. If they don’t need it, the value will naturally be much lower. The Thunder Flame Domain is a lower domain and is not valued by the Immortal Sect. The business is not developed during the Void Refining stage. In the barter stage.

Zhenzun Zhenzhu was startled.

"Haha... Okay, Taoist friend is indeed a quick talker."

As soon as he smiled, he didn't waste any time, and didn't even sit down to raise the price. He immediately took the three items and delivered them to the guests.

Jiang Ding checked it carefully and found that it was indeed what he wanted.

"Thank you. Farewell."

Jiang Ding had no interest in getting along with strangers, so he put away his things and turned around to leave.