Eternal Tranquility

This was a grand carnival that belonged to all the monsters present. They waved their arms excitedly and cheered loudly or yelled at the scenes presented by the figurative technique. Some monsters were even stimulated to the point of losing their minds and started talking to the people around them. The monsters fought.

In the cemetery, the human cultivator was still struggling on the edge of life and death.

Probably because he was afraid that he would die immediately. The battle situation was not exciting enough, and the human cultivator's spiritual power was not blocked. After a short period of self-healing, he could at least walk without any serious problems, so a cat-and-mouse-like hunting began in ancient times. Expand in the Demon Cemetery.

However, when the mana is always used up, in this demonic sea that cannot naturally restore spiritual power, the monk's fighting power cannot last long. In addition, the monk is already injured, and he will not be able to escape being torn to pieces. fate.

This bloody and cruel killing scene excited the monsters in the stands. The one-eyed demon roared a few times to vent his boiling emotions. He turned his head and wanted to share it with others, but found that the seat on his left was already empty.

"Hey, when did that Yinsha Demon leave?"

After looking around but not finding it, the One-Eyed Demon gave up and turned around to join the carnival of other monsters.

At this time, the street outside seemed quite quiet. Probably everyone went to watch the battle. Only a few monsters passed by on the street.

Liu Qinghuan walked aimlessly along the long street. He raised his head and glanced at the crescent moon hanging in the sky. The blood-colored moonlight passed through the tall towers and fell on this magnificent magic city, but still The roar of monsters can be heard in the distance.

A solitary guest from a foreign land, separated by thousands of miles.

The heart is broken in the dark cave, and the soul disappears in Borneo.

The mortal flesh and blood weeps, the cultivator alone weeps.

The soul has returned home early, and does not want to be a ghost in a foreign land.

Liu Qinghuan was walking alone in the desolate wind. No one noticed that every time he set his feet, a circle of ripples would appear under his feet. It was as if he was walking on water and the turbid Styx water was beneath his feet. However, all the turbulence was forcibly suppressed. In a small and secret world.

A sigh suddenly sounded, as if the heartbroken man who was exhausted from the journey finally found his soul and floated towards this side, but turned into a faint light and dispersed halfway.

Liu Qinghuan couldn't save that man unless he wanted to expose his identity. And in a magical city full of monsters, exposing one's identity means death. No matter how powerful he is, don't forget that there is still a demon ancestor in this demon city.

The only thing he can do is to let the other person's soul rest in peace.

…

In the upper city of the Magic City, in a high tower on the top of the mountain, a pair of eyes suddenly opened in the darkness, as if a cold light burst out. Looking closer, the cold light disappeared like spring breeze and rain, leaving only the eyes filled with compassion and compassion.

The man stood up, walked to the corner, opened the window, and looked down.

At this time, a dark cloud just happened to spread across the sky, covering up the crescent moon and the last ray of light, plunging the entire Demon City into thick darkness.

After standing in front of the window for a moment, the man snapped his fingers, the door was pushed open, and a demon stood at the door, lowering his head and asking respectfully: "Ancestor, did you call me?"

"Go check and see who has come to the city recently."

"Ancestor?" The demon was puzzled. He was a little embarrassed but did not dare to say anything. He only asked cautiously: "Recently, a large number of demons have arrived in the Demon City. Are they all checked?"

"I just felt an unusual wave of magic coming from the city below. It seemed like someone was trying to save the souls of the dead in the city. However, the wave disappeared too quickly and he actually escaped," said the person in front of the window. : "Just check who's walking around tonight."

The devil was shocked. Who dared to save the souls of the dead in the devil's capital? What kind of magic wave actually alarmed the ancestors! He didn't feel anything just now.

What’s even more incredible is that the ancestors didn’t catch each other, which seems really unusual!

"Yes, my subordinates will take people to investigate immediately!"

"etc."

The demon was about to leave, but was summoned again.

The man in front of the window stood for a moment, seeming to be thinking, and then waved his hand and said, "Forget it, no need to check! The other party's cultivation level is probably not low, and ordinary magic guards are unlikely to find anything. Please notify me. Babel towers across the city are half open to strengthen prevention and control.”

"yes."

Liu Qinghuan, who had returned to the rental house at this time, turned around and entered the Songxi Cave Sky Map. He didn't know anything about it. When he went out the next day, he found that the towering spires of the magic towers were lit up and there were many guards. doubled.

He couldn't help but frown, and it seemed that he would be more careful next time.

In the next few days, he no longer went to the ancient demon cemetery to watch the battle. Instead, he wandered around various shops and markets in the city, making more friends. Once, he even sneaked into a high-level monster trade fair, and brought unknown monsters to the market. A few magic weapons that had been stored in the corner of Najie and had been forgotten to be disposed of were sold.

Then he got an invitation.

"Tu Ling Pavilion, Demon Palace, and Blood Demon Palace sincerely invite you to participate in this auction. The auction will be held at 10:00 tomorrow at the Blood Demon Palace in Zhongcheng District. We are looking forward to your presence."

Liu Qinghuan's eyes fell on the words Blood Demon Palace, and it took a long time to look away.

At dusk on the second day, he stood outside the Blood Demon Palace. After handing out the invitation, he walked in smoothly.

"Please come with me." The person leading the way was a rather enchanting witch, but her attitude was extremely respectful, her manners were very polite, and she had obvious signs of being taught. She also spoke a very pure lingua franca in the world of immortality: “The sale will be held in the apse, just across the gardens.”

Liu Qinghuan followed her, looking at the surroundings calmly while saying: "This is the first time I have entered the back hall of your Blood Demon Palace. It turns out that the back hall is so big, it feels like a different world. There are so many exotic flowers and plants in this garden, it must have taken a lot of effort to arrange it.”

The witch pursed her lips and smiled, and said reservedly: "Thank you for the compliment, our guest. The master of my palace personally arranged the garden, and we searched the entire sea of ​​demons to find these flowers and plants. It is our honor to be able to see them with your own eyes."

Liu Qinghuan smiled: "It is indeed rare." He added: "I heard that this auction will be held by your Blood Demon Palace and the other two families. There will be many high-grade magic weapons put up for auction. The finale will be There’s even a Xuantian-level magic treasure, right?”

"Guest, don't worry." The witch winked at him charmingly: "The auction is about to begin. Why don't you go and witness the appearance of the Xuantian Magic Treasure with your own eyes?"

While talking, the two of them had passed through the garden and came to a palace. The witch stopped and handed him over to the two guards guarding the door.

The guard carefully checked his invitation again, and scanned his body with a yellow-lighting disk twice before letting him go.

Along the way, there were countless guards, both overt and covert. Just like the garden we just passed, there was also a maze of formations in it. Someone had to lead the way to get through. This shows how tight the defense of the Blood Demon Palace is.

And when Liu Qinghuan, led by the guards, passed through several long corridors before finally entering the auction venue, he found that there were already many monsters sitting inside. The lowest cultivation level of these monsters was above the real devil, and most of them had transformed into demons. The human form gave Liu Qinghuan the illusion of returning to the Three Thousand Worlds.