Mortals start by seizing the soul of Shequ

What makes Xie Duanyang feel a little relieved is probably because of what the old man said before, the bidding for the glazed light lantern is not very fierce.

There are only six or seven real bidders, and they often wait for a certain period of time before adding the lowest bid when the final decision is about to be made.

But it’s not necessarily true that other people are not interested.

It should be a wait-and-see attitude, regarding it as a tasteless piece of food that is a pity to throw away.

The power of this lamp has been proven, and it is not an exaggeration to say that Heishan, who is holding the Blood Demon Blade and the Hundred Ghost Locking Robe, is in the middle stage of pill formation.

But under the glazed light, the horror of the ghostly fire could not be brought out to much extent.

Even the pill-forming demon cultivators watching the battle could feel that their magic power was being restrained. If they really faced off, they would definitely be at a discount.

But...

Rather than destroying this thing, they want to take it into their hands.

After all, in the devil's way, the weak eat the strong and the fittest survive, which is much crueler than other places.

These demon cultivators don’t have much friendship among the same disciples.

In fact, the reason why Montenegro jumped out was probably because of this intention.

But because of this, they are unwilling to continue to be too active.

Not to mention the old man in gray.

Like Buddhism, Confucianism is weak in Tiannan, and few people practice its techniques.

But these monks have more or less heard that in order to be diligent in Confucianism and Taoism, practitioners need to understand and cultivate the unique Confucian aura of righteousness.

Although it is not magic power, its quality is upright and bright, which is more consistent with Buddhist magic power.

But even so, Confucian scholar surnamed Chen obviously had some difficulties in controlling this lamp.

Otherwise, the transformed lights and Udumbara flowers should not be a mixture of gold and white, but one color, pure and concise.

In that case, Montenegro may not be able to successfully break the ban on Udumbara Flower.

With such a strange nature of mana, they cannot completely guarantee that they can successfully refine it, instead of colliding with their own magic mana and losing both sides.

After waiting for a few moments, seeing that the atmosphere was still the same after a round of shouting, the auction price of the glazed light lantern slowly increased, but the two bidders gave up because of it, and Xie Duanyang quietly participated.

Without mentioning too much at once, he followed suit and added the lowest price of one thousand spirit stones.

"Forty thousand spirit stones."

Suddenly, a new force joined in the middle, and Xie Duanyang still attracted some attention, and even attracted a new mid-stage pill-forming monk.

It's just that he was prepared, his expression didn't show any flaws, and he wasn't impatient to increase the price. He waited for two or three people to increase the price before he hesitated to add more.

Although the Danjie monks in Tiannan have escaped the fate of consumables, they still don’t have much money on hand.

There are never enough spiritual stones needed for practice.

It is unwise to spend too much on second-hand magic weapons that are of no use.

The monk originally just tried it, but gave up when he didn't get the expected results.

Seeing his action, two more people looked at each other and chose to end it.

There are still a few days until the end of the auction, and there are more desirable items later.

Soon.

"Forty-nine thousand spiritual stones, this lamp was obtained by this fellow Taoist..."

The Confucian scholar surnamed Chen announced the result with a bit of regret, and ordered the monks around him to hand the box containing the glazed light lamp into Xie Duanyang's hands.

Having no choice to leave immediately, Xie Duanyang opened the box to inspect the goods in front of everyone.

After I got the glazed light lamp in person, it was far less dazzling and dazzling than the Confucian scholar named Chen who urged me to have good luck or the one on the catalog list.

Instead, it feels a bit old and run-down.

His spiritual consciousness was unreservedly released, welcoming several looks with different emotions. Xie Duanyang held the lamp handle in his hand and silently channeled his magic power, injecting the essence of the magic power after the second turn into it.

The large lamp flame released a weak light, covering the area a few feet in front of him, which was completely different from when it was in the hands of the Confucian scholar surnamed Chen.

It is not pure white gold, but a flow of red gold light, flowing quietly like substance.

Although the magical powers of Buddhism and the five elements of Taoism are different, there is no doubt that this lamp fits the element of fire.

Although the Confucian scholar surnamed Chen can barely control this treasure with the help of Haoran's energy, he himself is not practicing the fire technique.

When he controlled this lamp, it was obvious that he was exerting a protective and sealing power, rather than a frontal attack, but Xie Duanyang could feel that there was a kind of wrathful meaning in the golden and red fire.

It seems to be sweeping the world.

Secretly pondering the difference between the two kinds of magic, Xie Duanyang increased his magic power output.

The area covered by the light expanded to a radius of three feet, and then stopped increasing. Instead, it became unstable, as if it was about to explode out of control at any time.

"Although this light is good, it is not easy to really control it."

Xie Duanyang groaned and turned slightly pale.

He raised his hand to wipe away the blood that overflowed from his lips and threw a magic pill into his mouth. Xie Duanyang put the glazed light lamp into his storage bag and said with waning spirits.

After that, he ignored what others thought and just focused on closing his eyes, adjusting his breath and doing his exercises.

At the end of today's auction, he stood up with his face and breath restored to its original state, and ran out without waiting for the free trading session.

"I hope there will be more smart people and less trouble."

Looking back at the auction house, Xie Duanyang thought silently in his heart and accelerated his escape slightly.

According to the price of the colored glaze lamp, it is not enough to make people want to pursue and kill the famous Jiedan monk.

But after all, with the deeds of the original owner, Monk Dadian, and the aura of driving away the elders of the Demon Flame Sect, there is no guarantee that no one will be tempted.

However, Xie Duanyang knew clearly that those in the auction house were still uncertain factors.

The real trouble is probably off the court.

The market is based on the former Lan Hai Zongshan Gate, and has expanded outwards a lot. Within a thousand miles, it can barely be regarded as its sphere of influence.

However, because they belong to four families, plus the calculation of profit and loss, they are about three to four hundred miles away, so the control of the four Tumu Pavilion families will be much weaker.

After Xie Duanyang escaped for more than 200 miles in one breath, he gradually slowed down.

In fact, this speed is not very easy for him. After all, he has not yet formed an elixir, and his practice of "Metal Gold Technique" is not very good at flying.

Only by relying on a good flying escape weapon can we maintain the escape speed that meets the requirements of a pill-forming monk.

After walking for about a hundred miles, Xie Duanyang stopped completely and landed on the top of a small hill.

After waiting for a moment, Xie Duanyang suddenly raised his head and looked in a certain direction, raised his hand and fired a light and a gun, holding his left and right hands separately.

"How dare you catch up without recuperating? You don't take Qu seriously, fellow Taoist monk from Montenegro?"

There was no sound, except for the rustling sound of the forest trees blown by the mountain wind.

Xie Duanyang snorted, and six firebirds flew out at random. Their wings were about ten feet in size. They rushed forward one after another and exploded in the air.

The Fire Bird Technique is a genuine intermediate-level primary magic. It is so destructive that even Foundation Establishment monks dare not use it forcefully.

What's more, the Fire Bird Technique he used was three points more powerful than others.

However, six firebirds were released in the same space at the same time, but they failed to cause any major changes.

Seeing the fire rising into the sky, the area was scorching with heat.

However, there is a thin black line extending from far to near, cutting the distorted air ripples in the middle.

The rolling flames return to pure vitality.

"The boy's cultivation level is not high, but he is somewhat clever."

He raised his hand to call back the long black knife to his side. In case of leaving, the demon cultivator Heishan looked at Xie Duanyang with a grin, revealing his strong white teeth.

"I suffered some losses at the hands of Chen, and I can make up for it with you.

Hand over the glazed lamp and the storage bag on your body. I will be merciful today and will not confine your soul to the Baigui Yinsuo robe."

"You were injured today, and you really thought you could defeat me.

Everyone has the same level of cultivation, so Qu is really scared..."

Xie Duanyang snorted coldly, and hurriedly swept back. Several defensive weapons such as the Shadowless Armor were sacrificed at the same time, passing on his thoughts.

Almost as he was retreating, the air where Xie Duanyang was standing rippled, and a black shadow that resembled a lake appeared.

With his fingers spread out, he took it out with a little bit of green flame.

If Xie Duanyang had been a little later, he would have been caught.

Even if you can save your life, you still have to pay for the magic weapon.

"As expected, I kept it."

Scanning the black shadow with his spiritual mind, Xie Duanyang said as expected.

The black shadow is the ghost that Heishan kept in captivity in the Yin-locking robe, and he did have reservations. The most powerful ghosts he showed before were just a few fake elixir level ghosts.

In fact, there is only a hidden level of elixir formation, although the one produced by this secret technique is not more ferocious than the ghost king produced by real fighting.

But with the power of ghost fire, it won't be much weaker.

Fortunately, Xie Duanyang had the foresight to release all his spiritual consciousness early.

However, this person's acting skills are also a bit rough. A demon cultivator with an elixir formation level spends so much time talking to do a robbery, which clearly shows that there is a problem.

However, he should not be able to laugh now.

Almost as soon as the ghost appeared, an explosion exploded near the big man.

Mud splashed everywhere, blocking the view.

Then, a storm rolled up by a metal blade had already rushed towards it, and the golden-backed mantis carried gray-black evil spirit and killed it.

The golden-backed mantis appeared suddenly, and the big man was a little caught off guard, but his hundred-ghost-locking robe was really not weak.

He actually withstood the first two attacks from the golden-backed mantis, giving him time to react.

"Energy-forming monster?!"

Quickly pulling away, the big man's face changed drastically, and then he looked towards Xie Duanyang as if he had thought of something.

"This mantis, you are from the Yuling Sect..."

Xie Duanyang revealed that he could possess a spiritual beast with the same level of cultivation as his head at the early stage of pill formation.

Except for the Spirit Beast Mountain and Yuling Sect, which are based on this, few people can do it.

In fact, the big man has already thought of the original owner of the golden-backed mantis.

After all, there are not many monks who choose such monsters, and even fewer have such cultivation.

After all, the Six Demonic Sects can be considered allies, and there is no shortage of communication. He has also heard of the name of this "insect idiot".

"Damn!"

Controlling the Blood Demon Blade to meet the two boring knives of the golden-backed mantis, the sound of "ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, dang, etc."

He also had some attainments in swordsmanship, but after a quick attack, he was shocked to find that he seemed to be no match for his opponent.

That is to say, after all, the monster's limbs are not as hard as the material of the magic weapon, so the fight was evenly matched.

"Didn't I hear that this guy died in Yue country a long time ago? Why did he appear here and change his appearance?

And even this bug has broken through to level five..."

After a round of fighting, the big man finally got used to it and hurriedly distanced himself again, thinking crazily.

Soon, he came to a conclusion.

"He was afraid that his Dharma body was destroyed that year, so he hid and took possession of his body to rebuild it. He has only recently recovered his cultivation level."

I have to say, he is still somewhat smart.

It's just that the beginning is wrong, and it is naturally impossible to draw the correct conclusion.

"The Demon Flame Sect has taken the courage of a bear and dared to attack our Yuling Sect. Could it be that they want to provoke a war between the two sects?

I just happened to kill you today to scare the monkeys?"

Calmly looking at the demon cultivator who was fighting the golden-backed mantis, Xie Duanyang used his magic power and made a roar.

After all, this place has not left the scope of the market, and there are also three or two guys who came out from the auction house and have evil intentions.

Take this opportunity to scare them.

Hearing the words Demon Flame Gate and Yuling Sect, and then looking at the golden-backed mantis that was definitely beyond the reach of ordinary pill-forming monks, several pill-forming monks stopped in a tacit understanding.

The six demonic sects destroyed several countries in a row, and their territory expanded to almost the original two cups. It can be said that this is the time when their reputation is at its peak.

Although they want to take advantage, they absolutely do not want to get involved in this kind of trouble.

Seeing that they were either retreating or keeping a distance, Xie Duanyang was determined and continued to focus on dealing with the situation.

But in just a short while, Demonic Cultivator Heishan has recovered and changed his tactics.

After personally trying the Tongxuan Sword Technique of the Golden-backed Mantis, he knew that today would be difficult.

My own cultivation level is slightly better than Xie Duanyang's, but the stupid and dull Yin Gui is definitely no match for this alien mantis.

But he had no intention of giving up.

The longevity of monks is much longer than that of mortals, so they take grudges more seriously.

It is not easy to make enemies easily, but once you do it, you must put the opponent to death and kill them all.

You even have to cut the grass and roots without leaving any way out, lest someone come looking for revenge dozens or hundreds of years later.

Now, there is almost no room for relaxation between the two.

"It's okay.

People like the Yuling Sect, half of their strength comes from the spirit beasts they raise, and their own combat power is mediocre..."

Thinking in his heart, Demon Cultivator Heishan has made a decision and ordered the ghost to drag the golden-backed demon mantis, and he also brought two magic weapons to kill Xie Duanyang.

His plan was ideal. Although the mantis sword was sharp and the mantis blade was sharp, it did not have any other evil powers.

Yin ghosts have no physical entity, so they are naturally less afraid of such monsters than I am.

Even if we lose, it won't be a problem if it takes more than half an hour.

However, it would take only twenty or thirty years for Chong Chi to seize the body and rebuild it. Even if he was lucky enough to recover his alchemy cultivation, the foundation would definitely be unstable.

In addition, he is not known for fighting, so once he gets close to him, there is bound to be only one end.

"A pill-forming ghost, a fifth-level monster, and at least two magic weapons.

It’s time for me to make a big profit today.”

Mo Xiu Heishan thought proudly, his original depression gone.

But immediately, the smile on his face solidified.

At this time, he had already reached the position where Xie Duanyang originally stood, reaching the optimal shooting distance.

However, he felt like the world was spinning, his ears were dizzy, and the scene in front of him suddenly changed.

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