"One Yuan Jade Pendant?"
"what?"
"Is it the legendary psychic magic weapon?"
"One Yuan? Is it related to the One Yuan Secret Realm?"
The disciples below were all talking nonsense.
The ugly man showed a look of longing and said: "This is what I heard from my master, senior brother. This Yuan Jade Pendant is not only the key for monks in the Dan Formation Stage to enter the One Yuan Secret Realm, but it can also catalyze the entry tokens of several monks in the Foundation Establishment Stage."
After listening to the ugly man's explanation, many of the disciples below fell silent. As one of the five sects in Xizhou, the Rakshasa sect's knowledge was not shallow, and he had heard about the one-yuan secret realm that would be opened soon.
The keys to these secret realms are all held by the top sects in Qi State. Unexpectedly, they would appear at the auction of Panshi City, which shows the vast power of Panshi City.
After being quiet for a while, these people asked the ugly man about the One Yuan Secret Realm.
At this time, the group of people's flying boat was almost two hundred miles away from Rock City. The ugly man's face immediately became serious. He said in a deep voice: "Be quiet, you are all alert."
"The area between one hundred and two hundred miles outside the Rock City is the most dangerous. Demonic cultivators often ambush here, trapping and killing the cultivators who have gained a lot from the auction. Although the auction has not started yet, we cannot take it lightly. "
After hearing this, the other disciples became cautious one by one, and the magic power in their bodies was also ready to move, and they secretly locked the magic weapon in the storage bag.
The corners of the ugly man's lips curled up slightly and he said, "Junior brothers, danger and opportunity coexist. Although this place is very dangerous, it may not be our chance."
"You all must know that, senior brother, I killed two seriously injured Blood Refining Sect disciples fifty years ago, and handed over the proceeds to Elder He. Only then was he accepted me as a disciple, and my cultivation level greatly improved."
Many disciples looked envious when they heard this. It was obvious that everyone knew about the ugly man.
However, the woman with baby fat before said hesitantly: "But senior brother, that is the Blood Refining Sect. What if they take revenge."
The ugly man said disdainfully: "This is Xizhou, not their Nanzhou. Senior brother, everyone knows that I killed the disciples of the Blood Refining Sect. The Blood Refining Sect is powerful, but they have never come to retaliate against me."
At this moment, the ugly man spoke for a moment, and the flying boat stopped. Everyone saw a magic light flying from a distance, speeding from fast to slow, and soon came behind the flying boat.
Such a shocking change made everyone in the Rakshasa Sect become nervous. They all took out their magic weapons and at the same time stretched their spiritual consciousness back.
This escaping light flew outside the flying boat, became dim, and stagnated, revealing a burly man with a sinewy face.
The man's mouth was bleeding, and the magic power on his body was very unstable. He was half-kneeling on a flying magic weapon, and his breath seemed to fall to the foundation-building stage at any time.
"Fellow Taoists, I have encountered a strong enemy. Please give me a ride. As long as you enter Rock City, you will definitely be rewarded."
The ugly man saw that this person's cultivation level was two small realms behind him, and with his spiritual consciousness in the late stage of foundation building, he did find that the other person's magic power was unstable. He looked like he was seriously injured and relaxed.
He looked greedily at the big man's storage bag, and said with a smile: "Boy, are you here to deliver the storage bag? You're not welcome, Pu." After saying that, he took out a shiny black dagger.
The big man was extremely frightened and said in a panic: "Fellow Taoist, please wait a moment. I can swear an oath of spiritual consciousness. As long as I send it to Panshi City, in addition to the storage bag in my hand, my senior brother will also send another 100,000 spiritual stones. And I promise not to seek revenge from fellow Taoists."
Hearing this, a trace of hesitation flashed in the eyes of the ugly man. Although the man in front of him had unstable magic power, he had a vague feeling that his magic power was pure. There was no guarantee that the other party would have any means of resistance. He rolled his eyes and said, "Then you put the storage first Leave the bag to me."
The big man hesitated for a moment and said blankly: "My flying magic weapon is not in the storage bag. Can I keep it?"
The ugly man sneered and said: "Don't play tricks with me. You can land on our flying boat first, put the flying magic weapon into the storage bag, and then give it to me."
Then he waved his hand, signaling for others to make way for an empty space.
The big man's face was extremely ugly, as if he was injured inside his body, and his face became paler. However, under the gaze of many foundation-building monks, he could only slowly land on the flying boat, with a trace of struggle flashing in his eyes.
The ugly man said impatiently: "Hurry up, or I will kill you on the spot." After saying that, he also released the powerful magic power in the late stage of foundation building.
In desperation, the big man put the small spiritual shuttle-shaped flying magic weapon into the storage bag. However, under the urging of the ugly man's magic power, it seemed that the injury was affected, and he vomited a mouthful of blood and fell to the side of the flying boat. superior.
The way he fell to the ground exposed the storage bag at his waist.
"Boy, don't be pretentious. Hand over all the five storage bags on your waist. Hey, you actually still have a spirit beast bag. Take them out together and obediently swear the oath of spiritual consciousness."
Everyone looked at the bulging storage bag around his waist, and their eyes shone brightly. They had heard what the ugly man said before, but they didn't expect that this cheap thing would come to their doorstep like this.
"You brat, if you pretend to be unconscious again, I'll kill you." Although the ugly man said this, he didn't make any move. He obviously killed him and only took the storage bag. If he made him swear an oath of consciousness, You can also get an additional 100,000 spiritual stones.
It is difficult for monks in the foundation-building stage to break their oath of spiritual consciousness.
Just when the ugly man was about to cast a spell and grab the opponent's storage bag from the air, a tall figure suddenly appeared beside him, and an inexplicable crisis appeared in his heart.
Before he could react, he vaguely saw a small blood-red arrow about a foot long shooting out, and he lost consciousness.
No one around them reacted, and they only saw the late-stage foundation-building senior brother who they were in awe of, having his head shattered by a blood arrow with a strange aura.
Then a raging ice aura emerged.
"Ice attribute talisman!"
Just seeing the tragic death of their senior brother and the appearance of ice spells, everyone's first reaction was to bring out defensive magic weapons and talismans. Then, a black halo appeared out of thin air on the flying boat, accompanied by a thunderstorm. Voice.
Countless black arcs spread out and bombarded everyone.
Everyone felt a strange power of thunder and lightning, combined with the previous ice spell, impacting their defenses, as if restraining their magic power.
However, although this black thunder and lightning was weird, it had limited power when attacking so many people at the same time. It quickly dissipated, revealing a headless corpse on the ground. The storage bag around the corpse's waist had disappeared.
At this time, the big man lying on the ground at the end of the flying boat turned into a little spiritual light and dissipated in the air. It was obviously a top-notch clone phantom magical power that confused everyone's consciousness.
Such a scene made everyone stunned. It was obviously the hand of this big man who appeared out of nowhere.
"He's there!"
The beautiful young woman had the highest cultivation level among the people. When she spread her consciousness, she discovered that a hundred feet away below the flying boat, there was a tall man driving the spirit shuttle down to the ground.
"Senior Sister Meng, should we give chase?" the handsome man stammered.
A trace of joy flashed in the eyes of the beautiful young woman, and she said coldly: "What are you chasing after? That man has amazing magical powers, and his target should be Senior Brother Pu. Besides, if he has a companion, wouldn't we fall into a trap ourselves?"
"Hurry up and activate the flying boat with all your strength. Only if you get within a hundred miles of Rock City will you be considered truly safe."
So the disciples of the Rakshasa Sect nervously activated their flying boats and shot towards the Rock City.
