"This Chang Qing, he wants to sell Di Yun just to keep me from returning to the mountain to restrain Di Yun?"
Yao Mingxian's eyes were thoughtful, and she nodded secretly, thinking in her heart: "He is worthy of being recognized by Peach Blossom Fairy."
Shen Tiantong sighed, for such a monster, he could easily take advantage of everything. It's just taking advantage of the situation, of course, but no one can achieve this step of everlasting.
Shen Tiantong once thought that Changqing might want to be alone and free from restraint. Changqing liked Xiaoyao Tea very much, but at this time Shen Tiantong already understood that Changqing understood the bitter taste in the tea.
Shen Tiantong looked at Changqing. His eyes were no longer looking at the geniuses, hidden dragons and monsters, nor at the mighty rising sun that would shine brightly in the future. Changqing was a divine sword, and no one could use this sword. Hold it, but the direction in which he chops may cut off the thorns in front of Xiaoyao Inn.
"Shopkeeper, many sects want to confirm the rules of death duel." Wu Xin wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. The dragon head of Emperor Yun was really scary.
Even though he is at the first level of the Divine Transformation Realm with him, the true body that he manifested before is enough to prove that this Emperor Yun is not the existence that Qing Xuantian should have at all.
In Wu Xin's imagination, Di Yun encountered a powerful enemy in the sky and was beheaded by a sword. He just happened to follow the tide of the avenue, like a fairy treasure coming to the world.
But Wu Xin knew that it was much harder to get Di Yun's recognition as his master than to be recognized as his master by the Immortal Treasure.
This kind of faucet is not something that ordinary people dare to control. The desire to kill in those eyes is so pure that it makes people look at each other and cast a shadow in their hearts that they can't get rid of.
"The rules have always been there, why do you need to confirm them?" Shen Tiantong replied casually.
Changqing stepped on the Emperor Cloud and landed in the center of the duel field.
The battlefield occupies an extremely large area, and the formation floor is soaked with blood.
Rays of mysterious light circulated, but mixed with a deep blood color.
In the ring-shaped auditorium, there were nearly 100,000 monks in silence.
Even if everyone controls their own aura, those with weaker cultivation levels would not dare to set foot in the duel field at this time. The chaotic and mixed aura is enough to stagnate the breathing of mortals, and even those who are in the spiritual realm will be instantly shattered. Got spiritual thoughts.
The entanglement of energy can be used by the duel field formation to form a barrier and cooperate with the original defense formation. Even if the ninth level of the God Transformation Realm is fighting here, the magic will not be able to reach the audience.
"You scared them." Changqing came to the high platform in the center of the duel arena, which was temporarily set up for auction display.
Di Yun suddenly transformed into the cloud and mist before, but no one could regard Di Yun as a rare cloud beast anymore.
Even the Saint of the Immortal Sect would suffer from stage fright in such an environment, but she couldn't restrain Chang Qing and Di Yun at all.
Instead, everyone was restrained by Di Yun, and the powerful men from all major forces looked at Chang Qing with serious eyes. Some even changed the candidates to participate in the death match.
A clerk from Xiaoyao Inn walked toward the auction stage from the edge of the duel arena with some fear. As she got closer and closer to the auction stage, the pressure of the hundreds of thousands of monks in the audience became weaker and weaker in her heart.
At first, she was holding a tray that was bigger than her body, trembling, but when she came to the auction stage, she was able to hold it firmly.
The tray was placed on the auction table, and the red cloth was opened, revealing a large pile of Qiankun Rings.
Each Qiankun ring is tied with a red rope and tied with a tag with the name of the sect.
"Second shopkeeper really dares to let you serve the dishes?" Changqing looked at Bai Xiaoya, who was as tall as the table, and then glanced at the row of private rooms to the west that were higher than the auditorium.
"I asked for it myself." Bai Xiaoya walked to Changqing, not daring to raise her head to look at the surrounding audience. She could only feel at ease by holding Changqing's robe with her little hands.
"I heard that you made a bet with your sister. If you don't want to tell me, I won't ask." Changqing rubbed Bai Xiaoya's pink hair and said with a smile, "But I want to tell you, if you want to My sister recognizes that you are right, and if your ancestor also recognizes you, you cannot escape."
Bai Xiaoya looked at Changqing confused.
Changqing pinched Bai Xiaoya's cheek and said: "No matter good or evil, right or wrong, no matter where you stand, you have to understand that there will always be someone opposite you. Kindness and beauty need strength to protect them. They need to be far away. Much more than the person standing across from you trying to ruin it all.”
In the audience, one hundred thousand pairs of eyes were staring at Chang Qing's every move.
There is disdain, contempt, approval, and contemplation.
But their eyes all showed the same solemn look.
Even those who didn’t know who Bai Xiaoya was originally knew now. The audience even knew that the ancestor who had never returned to the mountain was also staring at this place.
The relationship between Chang Qing and Bai Xiaoya is too close in the eyes of all forces and audiences.
This also means that the relationship between Evergreen and No Return Mountain is extraordinary.
In addition, Chang Qing is now a stone-level Xiaoyao guest, and the person who guarantees him is the second shopkeeper of Xiaoyao Inn, Shen Tiantong!
The name Shen Tiantong is more valuable and weighty than other sect leaders and supreme elders.
This is not even the Peach Blossom Fairy.
The evergreen hairpin also spread throughout the five regions along with his news, and someone took the opportunity to inquire about Peach Blossom Fairy's attitude.
The reply received made everyone unable to believe it.
Peach Blossom Fairy only announced one sentence to the outside world: "Just a word, the wine is not enough and the rice has been eaten, there is still more here."
Changqing sorted out the Qiankun Rings on the tray and piled them into categories that came from the same sect.
From time to time he took out the jade slips and then put them back.
The duel field was crowded with people, but no one was urging them at this time.
Just because of the sleepy cloud beast beside him, no one dared to rush him.
Beheaded, only the head remains, not dead. No one in Qing Xuantian can kill Di Yun.
Moreover, this Di Yun didn't look like a good guy at first glance. If he got worried about him, he would have trouble sleeping and eating.
"I kept everyone waiting."
Changqing didn't take long. Although his hands were still sorting, he was obviously ready for the auction.
"Let me introduce myself first. My name is Changqing, the evergreen Changqing."
As soon as he finished speaking, the whole place suddenly burst into boos.
Just the pull of the Qi machine seems to have the power of the sky falling.
"I won't say any more gossip. You are either here to kill me, or you are here to see how I died. Before the auction, I would like to reiterate my thoughts."
After a pause, Changqing said calmly: "The fight to the death after the auction is not your only chance, but it will be the chance for you to pay the minimum price."
In the duel field, many monks felt nervous. In the private room on the high platform to the west, the elders of the top forces all had deep expressions on their faces.
Changqing looked at the tray he had sorted and said, "I will host the auction. It will officially begin now. The first thing to be auctioned is the inheritance of the Hell Heaven Demon Sect."
All the focus is in one place.
In the private room, Yan Dufeng, the inner sect elder of the Hell Demon Sect, and the disciples who accompanied him all had piercing eyes.
"By the way, the order of the auction is calculated based on the number of Qiankun Rings, which does not represent the strength of the sect."
Chang Qing said again, even the monks sitting on the east side of the huge circular auditorium felt the uncontrollable killing intent coming from the west private room.
