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The clown in colorful clothes ignored this, opened his mouth to both sides of his face, showed a very weird smile, and bowed to the crowd of spectators outside.

This scene didn't look like he had just killed several monks, but like he had completed a juggling act.

Moreover, he seemed to enjoy the feeling of being watched by everyone.

In particular, the eyes of most of them were full of surprise and horror, with expressions of extreme fear on their faces.

After the clown in colorful clothes bowed to the onlookers, Shi Shiran turned around, raised a hand, and shot out a snake-shaped golden light from his palm, rolling up the old man in black robe and Wula's storage magic weapon.

Outside the Changxian Building, Yuan Ming saw this scene, the corners of his mouth turned upward, turned around and left without saying a word, and blended into the crowd on the street.

The clown's consciousness was absorbed into the two storage instruments, but the smile on his face instantly froze, and a strange color flashed in his eyes.

There was no problem with Ula's storage magic weapon, but the black-robed old man's storage bag only had dozens of spiritual stones, not even a single mid-level spiritual stone.

The old man in black robe is so poor as a foundation-building monk! Never heard of it.

The clown in colorful clothes looked at the old man in black robe with some pity.

"All the people on Bailong Island are all poor people," the colorful clown suddenly shouted, "Are they poor?" Divine consciousness completely erupted, covering the crowd outside Changxian Tower.

The eyes of everyone who had no time to disperse were dimmed, and their souls felt as if they had been hit hard, and some with shallow cultivation fainted directly.

Yuan Ming was far away from the Immortal Tower at this moment and was not covered by the consciousness of the colorful clown, but he also sensed the oppression brought by the other party's consciousness and quickened his pace again.

At this moment, a yellow light flashed on the ground next to the clown, and a tall woman in white appeared out of thin air.

This woman has black hair like a waterfall, bare feet, and exudes a spotless and holy aura from all over her body. Unfortunately, she wears a ferocious evil ghost mask on her face, and her appearance cannot be seen.

"Why are you crazy! Black Rock City's law enforcement team is coming. There's so much nonsense, let's go!" the woman in white said anxiously.

The woman in white's white onion-like jade fingers were dotted, and five pillar-shaped yellow lights fell on the ground around the two of them.

Arrays of formations emerged from the yellow light pillars, interlaced and intertwined like life, and instantly formed a circular formation about ten feet in size.

The clown in colorful clothes had no choice but to hold back his anger. This transaction was a loss.

The woman in white flicked her fingers, and seven or eight pieces of earth-attribute spirit stones flew out and were embedded in various formation nodes.

The yellow magic circle suddenly erupted with a powerful wave of spiritual power and moved rapidly.

"Wave your hands in formation!" An unknown monk in the crowd outside the store exclaimed.

Waving hands to form a formation is a realm of formation cultivation. The formation is as vast as a sea of ​​smoke. It requires studying various formations and patterns, understanding celestial phenomena and geography, communicating with the earth's spiritual power, etc. It is recognized as the most obscure and difficult to learn in the world of immortality. Supernatural powers.

Many formation masters have worked hard all their lives, but they can only set up some small formations, and each time they set up an formation, it takes a lot of time to burn the formation patterns bit by bit, and it may not be possible to arrange them in ten and a half months.

However, the world is vast, and geniuses emerge in large numbers. Some people are naturally good at formations, and their understanding of formations reaches a level that is difficult for ordinary people to understand. They can reduce complexity into simplicity, and use their own magic power to arrange a formation with the wave of their hands.

There is no one among these experts, and without exception they are masters of formations. This woman in white looks young, but she is actually a master of formations!

"Don't leave!"

A thunderous shout came from a distance, and a silver sword shadow came flying like lightning, piercing through the gate of Changxian Tower, and was almost in front of the yellow magic circle.

The woman in white turned a blind eye to all this and waved her sleeves again.

Dazzling yellow light erupted from the yellow magic circle, and the figures of the woman in white and the clown in colorful clothes suddenly disappeared out of thin air.

The silver sword shadow penetrated the two bodies, but only missed.

Silver light flashed on the sword shadow, and a burly man in purple robe appeared, slowly falling to the ground, his face turned ashen.

He turned to look at the stairs in the hall. With the sound of heavy footsteps, the fat deacon Zhuo Linlin was running down the stairs quickly, running towards him with a look of panic on his face...

Although Gu Yue's cultivation is shallow, he was standing far away just now and was not stunned by the powerful consciousness of the colorful clown.

After he recovered, he saw the burly man's face and immediately turned around and said: "This man is from the City Lord's Mansion, hurry up..."

Gu Yue suddenly stopped talking, and then noticed that Yuan Ming had disappeared.

He looked around, but there was no sign of Yuan Ming, so he had no choice but to hold on to his still dizzy head and leave alone.

Other sober onlookers also dispersed and stayed away from right and wrong.

No one noticed a small hole in the soil beneath the old man.

But other people in the city didn't know that something big had happened. The earth-shattering "Are you poor?" attracted many people to come around to watch the excitement, and the scene was extremely chaotic.

Gu Yue hurriedly walked away from the Changxian Tower before slowing down and looking for Yuan Ming.

A shout came from the front. Yuan Ming had changed back to his southern clothes and stood on the roadside.

"Brother Yuan Ming, where did you go just now? Give me a good meal." Gu Yue hurried over and complained.

"I just left for a while because of urgent matters. I saw everything going on in Changxian Tower. Is that burly man in purple robe from the City Lord's Mansion?" Yuan Ming said.

He was afraid that people from the City Lord's Mansion would find out about him, so he pulled Gu Yue away while talking.

"Yes, this person's name is Lei Bao. He is a monk in the late stage of foundation building. He has magical powers of thunder and lightning. He can also be ranked among the top five in the city lord's mansion. It's a pity that those two ran too fast. Otherwise, it would have been a futile battle. The final battle is about to begin." Gu Yue said with some excitement.

Yuan Ming nodded silently.

Gu Yue experienced the incident just now, and the more she thought about it, the more excited she became. Speaking of the two clowns in colorful clothes: "Listening to the last conversation between the woman in white and the clown in colorful clothes, it seems that they came specifically to assassinate the young master of Bailong Island. Speaking of which, these two people You are really brave, you dare to do something so blatantly in Black Rock City, and you can escape from the hands of the city lord’s palace so calmly..."

"Those two are really powerful. One kills people invisible; the other is a formation master who waves his hands into formations. They should be people with great backgrounds. Can Brother Gu Yue guess their origins?" Yuan Ming asked.

He stole the items from the old man's storage bag in black robes, and had a lot of grudges with the clown in colorful clothes. He wanted to know his origin so that he could take precautions.

"Brother Yuan, don't be ridiculous! I'm just a small broker in Black Rock City. Who knows the origins of those two masters, but if they dare to do this, they should have something to rely on. Maybe they are some assassins who broke up the alliance." Gu Yue said so.

"Assassins break up the alliance? Could it be that they are referring to the break up alliance who specialize in assassination missions?" Yuan Ming asked.

"Brother Yuan is right, but this is just my guess." Gu Yue said.

"Will the major sects in southern Xinjiang allow them to exist?" Yuan Ming asked in surprise.

He originally thought that all the scattered alliances would do were hunting ferocious beasts, collecting materials, and guarding bodyguards, but he was a little surprised that there were actually tasks for the scattered alliances to openly accept murders.

"The major sects in southern Xinjiang naturally have no control over them. If the assassins break up their alliance and act secretly, those sects will suffer heavy losses if they are offended. As long as it is not detrimental to themselves, the major sects will not bother to pay attention to such desperadoes. Nowadays, Bailong Island has a young man The Lord was killed, and the place was in Black Rock City. Bailong Island will not let it go, and Black Rock City will be busy for a while." Gu Yue thought for a moment and spoke eloquently.

Yuan Ming was not worried about this. As soon as the matter here was over, he immediately returned to Biluo Cave to retreat for a few months. No matter how powerful Black Rock City and Bailong Island were, they would not be able to find him.

"Brother Yuan Ming, where are you going next?" Gu Yue suppressed her emotions and asked.

"I have purchased the ice spiritual materials. Let's stop leading the way. I will just act on my own next." Yuan Ming thought for a while and said.

"Okay, if Brother Yuan comes to Heiyan Chengfang City again in the future and needs guidance or information, you can go to the Songfeng Winery in the West City to find me. I'm basically there when I'm not doing anything." Gu Yue said. , left in a hurry.

The assassins broke up the alliance and assassinated the elder and young master of Bailong Island. This was big news and worth a lot of money. It had to be sold as soon as possible. It would be meaningless if it was too late!

Yuan Ming watched Gu Yue go away, found an inn to stay at, closed the door tightly, and quickly took out the storage ring.

When the black-robed old man's belongings were transferred earlier, the situation was tight and I didn't have time to take a closer look. Now I need to investigate carefully.

He summoned his consciousness and put it into the storage ring, his face couldn't help but be overjoyed.

The black-robed old man collected quite a lot of items. The first thing his spiritual sense detected was a small pile of low-grade spiritual stones, totaling five or six hundred pieces. There were also seven middle-grade spiritual stones among them. The total amount of spiritual stones increased. It's already over a thousand.

Yuan Ming had worked hard before and happened to find someone who was willing to pay a large price to buy Master Blackwood's runes, so he was able to collect more than 600 spirit stones. He had almost spent all of them before, but now he had almost doubled the number of spirit stones. How could he not be surprised?

However, considering that the other party is a monk in the foundation building stage, it is normal to have so many spirit stones.

"The wealth in the foundation building period is really rich." Yuan Ming thought to himself, then removed his consciousness and looked at other things.

Four spiritual materials, a black token, a palm-sized water-blue flag, a white jade box, and two medicine bottles, one large and one small.

The four spiritual materials are an earth-yellow carapace, a yellow spiritual wood, a blue egg the size of a fist, and a gray thing the size of a human head, which is tightly wrapped with countless filaments.

Although none of them know what they are, the four items all emit unusual spiritual power fluctuations. If judged by the standards of spiritual materials, they are all middle-grade spiritual materials, and may even exceed them.

"This yellow carapace looks like the shell of a certain tortoise beast... I don't know what kind of yellow spirit wood it is. I can grind it into powder later and make incense to see the effect... I don't know what kind of evil this blue egg is. The beast's eggs have such strong spiritual power fluctuations, so the level of the ferocious beast should not be low. As for this gray silk ball..." Yuan Ming took out the gray silk ball, which felt soft and hard, and full of elasticity, like a silkworm cocoon.

He twisted a gray filament and pulled it, but it couldn't be pulled.

Yuan Ming's cultivation has reached the ninth level of Qi Refining. His magic power has been repeatedly nourished, and his physical strength has increased a lot. Although he has not used the fur-clothing technique, he can still break a hemp rope with his bare hands, and he can't stop tearing this small gray silk.

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