Chu Zifeng snorted coldly, and his expression turned red. He was naturally very afraid of Lingxiao Pavilion. Many elders had died for Ye Tianchen in Lingxiao Pavilion. At first, they all thought Lingxiao Pavilion was a joke, just to get the two treasures from Ye Tianchen. , but now it seems they are serious.
Even the masters at the elder level have to fight to the death. Ten days ago in the battle outside Wushuang City, the self-destruction of Tianzun and Earth Master in the Peak Pavilion shocked the major sects in the Northern Wasteland and stunned them.
No sect can afford a battle of this level, and a self-destruction of that level also causes huge losses to the opponent. Qingyun Sect, Tiandao Sect and Ten Thousand Poison Sect all have several powerful men in the Venerable Realm. Fall.
In particular, the feud between Lingxiao Pavilion Master Yang Haitian and Qingyun Sect Master Qingfeng was even more intense. Both of them were seriously injured in the end. The battle scene was extremely horrifying and could be described as devastating.
As the Lord of Wushuang City, he is only a cultivator at the Earth Master Realm, and there are not many monks in the Chu family who are truly at the Master Realm. He does not have the ability or courage to fight against Lingxiao Pavilion. Fortunately, his grandson Chu Xingfeng is extremely talented. He has become a core disciple of the Qingyun Sect and is also the 50th ranked genius monster in the Northern Wilderness Ranking. He has a promising future.
Before Chu Zifeng could speak, the old man in black robe across from him sneered: "Why... is City Lord Chu scared?"
Chu Zifeng looked unkind and said, "Fellow Taoist, there is no need to tease me like this. I don't think anyone in the Northern Wilderness is willing to go head-to-head with those lunatics in Lingxiao Pavilion."
After saying that, he changed the subject and glanced at the private rooms on the third floor, and said coldly: "Haha... If I guessed correctly, everyone here would like to know the whereabouts of that boy Ye Tianchen."
"That's right, fellow Taoist, you'd better tell Ye Tianchen's whereabouts directly. It's somewhat shameful to auction his information like this."
A terrifying aura slowly rippled out from one of the rooms, covering the entire venue.
Then a cold voice came from another room: "Fellow Taoist, are you treating us like monkeys?"
"Although that kid is very mysterious, the treasures he possesses are enough to make everyone jealous. Since you and I are of the same kind, there is no need to be so secretive."
"Tell me, let's take down that kid together and then share the treasure. Wouldn't that be beautiful?"
Hearing this, a monstrous aura burst out from the old man in a black cloak, and he sneered: "Why... just a few of you are going to do it hard?"
"Okay, this is the first time I have encountered this kind of thing in all my years of traveling!"
"If you want to know Ye Tianchen's whereabouts, each person will be given one million low-grade spiritual stones. If you don't want to know, get out!"
"Do you really think I am a soft persimmon?"
Immediately, a coercion belonging to a strong man in the Earthly Realm suddenly burst out from the black-robed old man. The breath of the previous few people was completely shaken. The atmosphere on the field instantly became tense, with a strong smell of gunpowder.
"you......!"
Chu Zifeng clenched his fists and said in a cold voice: "Fellow Taoist, don't push yourself too far. For a mere Earth-level monk, if you want to show off here, you're probably overthinking it."
Just then, an old man on the third floor flashed a storage ring and flew out and said, "Give me his news!"
The old man in black robe took the ring and raised the corner of his mouth slightly. Without any nonsense, a jade slip flew over, and then said: "Open the jade slip and you will naturally see his whereabouts."
The old man snorted coldly and said in a cold tone: "Fellow Taoist, you'd better not lie to me, otherwise you will end badly."
"As he was speaking, the person disappeared from the spot, and the others couldn't hold it any longer. They all took out millions of low-grade spiritual stones and received the same news, and soon the place became quiet.
Ye Tianchen was a little confused. He looked deeply at the old man in black robe opposite him. Who was he?
They are at the scene right now. What news is this old guy buying?
This actually made Ye Tianchen a little curious.
The auction ended quickly, and Ye Tianchen and the other four did not stay any longer. He went to seal the passage into Kunlun Mountain as soon as possible. Damn, these people were so insidious and cunning. Once they entered Daxia, the consequences would be disastrous.
Half an hour later, Long Xingyue, who was walking beside Ye Tianchen, suddenly narrowed her beautiful eyes and said coldly: "Be careful, there is someone behind you."
At this moment, Ye Tianchen also felt it. He snorted coldly: "Seeking death!"
"It's Chu Xingfeng."
"I'm already giving him face by not causing trouble for him. I didn't expect him to come to my door by himself."
But what Ye Tianchen didn't expect was that these people followed him without any intention of taking action. Until they left the city, Chu Xingfeng's unhurried voice came from behind. His tone was extremely arrogant, as if he was talking to someone. Dead people talk like they do.
"Guys, stop, you don't think you can leave Wushuang City just like this, do you?"
"Keep your things and I will send you to the West."
Whizzing......!
The moment Chu Xingfeng finished speaking, several figures stood in front of them very quickly. The cultivation of these people was actually in the late stage of King Wu. The powerful and terrifying pressure on them came over them like mountains. .
Standing next to Chu Xingfeng was a tall and beautiful woman. She was naturally very smart. She was looking at the four people opposite her like a proud canary.
At this moment, Chu Xingfeng glanced at Ling Miaoran beside him and said: "Junior sister Miaoran, the ten amplification talismans I mentioned were given to you by Brother Chu. No one can snatch them away. Just wait and see the good show. !”
Ling Miaoran pressed her red lips and said aggrievedly: "Brother Chu, it seems that they are not obedient!"
"I still don't know who has the final say in this Wushuang City."
Chu Xingfeng sneered: "They will know later."
While speaking, Chu Xingfeng pointed angrily at San Zan and cursed: "You little bald donkey, come and die!"
"Since you don't give me face, I will send you to hell today."
"Go ahead and kill this little bald donkey for me first."
"Amitabha!"
Sanzang looked calmly and turned to look at Ye Tianchen and asked, "Sir, what should you do if this happens?"
Ye Tianchen curled his lips and said helplessly: "Your mission is to send them to the West to see the Buddha. Whether they can be saved or not is up to the Buddha."
"Amitabha, sir, you are indeed very wise. I understand."
Whizzing.....!
Three figures came at them from three directions at almost the same time. They were very fast, leaving deep afterimages behind them, and the murderous intent on their bodies was even more intense.
boom!
At this moment, a ray of Buddha's light suddenly rose into the sky from San Zang's body. His whole body was enveloped in the Buddha's light. He clasped his hands together and said softly: "Golden Bell Cover!"
Buzz buzz...!
The next moment, countless Buddha lights turned into a huge golden bell, shrouding the three burials.
Boom boom boom!
The bombardment of the three people instantly hit the golden bell. The bell emitted layers of mysterious fluctuations, blocking all the attacks of the three people. The next moment, Sanzang slowly closed his eyes and whispered softly: "Buddha Guangsheng, Thousands of points, thousands of Buddha’s hands!”
Boom boom...!
The next moment, countless palms suddenly appeared in mid-air, with Buddha's light flashing on them, and Sanskrit sounds rolling towards the three of them.
"Amitabha, please invite the three donors to go to the West."
