King Ming Dynasty: Rule the world with sword

Yang Ling didn't know whether the underworld was in a hurry or not.

However, as more and more medicines came to him, he had forgotten to go to Yunyang Mansion and his mission to investigate the lineage of Fu Shen.

He is now immersed in the joy of making money.

On this day, the auction finally started.

Yang Ling was sitting in the VIP room, looking at the densely packed sheep below. Suddenly his eyes fell on two men in black robes.

Both of them were covered in black robes and wore ghost masks.

However, at this time, he was still wearing a bamboo hat to cover up the ghost mask, so no one knew that these two people were the ghosts of the underworld, and they should not be the ghost kings.

One has the same strength as him and is at the Grandmaster Realm, while the other is clearly at the Great Grandmaster Realm.

The ghost king of the underworld came so quickly? He calculated secretly.

These two people came so quickly. Could it be that the underworld headquarters is not far from Pegasus Town?

Or a coincidence?

Can you use your identity as the Ghost King to sneak into the underworld?

While he was deep in thought, the auction officially began.

With the anticipation of all the warriors, the owner of the auction house came on the scene in person and directly took out an ancient book。

“Everyone, I won’t go into too much nonsense, there is only one treasure in this auction.

What the old man has in his hands is the Shura Sutra of the Underworld’s Zhenfu Divine Art, but it only has the first two layers. The base price is five hundred taels of silver. The bidding starts now. "

It's a pity that all the precious medicines and elixirs in his auction house have been bought by Yang Ling.

Otherwise, he would definitely not miss this rare opportunity to make the auction house famous.

As the boss finished speaking, everyone below was excited.

Only five hundred taels of silver?

Although the Shura Sutra only has the first two layers, is it too cheap?

"I'll pay a thousand taels of silver."。”

“I'll pay two thousand taels of silver。”

……

Yang Ling listened to the quotations one by one without any disturbance in her heart.

In his eyes, these fat sheep are his food, and now all he pays are his money, so there is nothing to be excited about.

In a matter of moments, the price skyrocketed to 20,000 taels, and it was bought by a Xiantian-level man.

For a moment, the countless warriors present focused their gazes on that man.

When the big man saw everyone's gaze, he put the Shura Sutra in his arms and ran away without saying a word.

The owner of the auction house looked at everyone's eyes, smiled secretly, and asked a few clerks to carry out a huge stone slab with ancient characters engraved on it.。

“Everyone, although this Shura Sutra has been sold, the owner is very sympathetic to you for coming from afar.

In order to show sincerity, the first chapter of the scripture was engraved on this stone slab.

Anyone who wants it can watch the record for just fifty taels of silver. "

Looking at the stone slab on the high platform, everyone was stunned and overjoyed. They took out their silver and rushed forward.

With such a good thing, wouldn't they all be able to practice this magical skill?

The one who photographed the Shura Sutra The big man looked at the stone slab, and his face suddenly became extremely ugly.

He spent 20,000 taels of silver to take pictures of two layers of Shura Sutra.

Now it only costs 50 taels of silver to watch the first layer. This is treating him like a monkey.

But I thought Thinking about the hungry wolf-like looks in the eyes of the group of people just now, he was still a little lucky. He

looked around and saw that no one was paying attention to him anymore, so he turned around and was about to run away.

Unfortunately, before he could walk two meters away, a big withered hand appeared. In his sight, he felt a pain between his brows and lost consciousness.

Of course the people who took action were the two ghost kings from the underworld.

After killing the big man, the master-level ghost king directly took the small book in his arms. , flipped through it, and it was the Shura Sutra.

The two looked at each other, and then their eyes fell on the stone slab on the high platform, with a strong murderous intent in their eyes. You

can buy it for a mere fifty taels of silver. The first level of Shura Sutra, this Yang Ling is insulting the underworld. Damn it, he should go to the eighteenth level of hell. The next

moment, two powerful internal forces surged out from the two people, directly knocking away more than a dozen people around them, and they fell into boxes on the ground. , life and death were shocked.

In an instant, the place that was about to lose control calmed down, and they all looked at the two ghost kings.

Under the gaze of everyone, the two slowly took off the bamboo hats on their heads.

When they saw the expressions on their faces clearly Behind the ghost mask, many masters who were originally ecstatic were all frightened and couldn't help but retreat.

The ghosts from the underworld are here, and they have the magic power of the underworld in their hands.

What should I do?

"How dare you steal my magic power from the underworld? You all deserve to die. "

The two ghost kings shouted in unison, and then, like ghosts, they rushed into the crowd to kill.

In an instant, screams could not be heard.

Yang Ling watched this scene quietly, with no intention of taking action.

Anyway, most of these people said They all came to take other people's heads, and they deserved to die.

However, smelling the increasingly thick smell of blood, he felt a sense of irritation in his heart, and the Shura murderous intention that had been suppressed for a long time was about to get out of control.

He quickly ran the Shura Scripture, Suddenly, he felt that countless evil spirits were absorbed from the field and integrated into his body. The third level of Shura Sutra was already on the verge of breaking.

Just when Yang Ling was struggling to suppress Shura's murderous intention, all the warriors present were killed by two people, and their blood was It flowed into a river, frightening the surviving owner of the auction house and a few clerks. It was so

fierce.

The owner of the auction house was filled with regret at this time.

At first, Yang Ling did not say that people from the underworld would come.

Otherwise, Even if he was given ten more courages, he would not dare to auction the Shura Sutra.

Just as the boss was trembling in shock, the great master Ghost King smashed the stone slabs on the high platform with a palm in the air。

“Yang Ling, get out. "