Chapter 1168 Twelve Cloud States, Longtan and Tiger's Lair

Chapter 1168 Twelve Cloud States, Longtan and Tiger's Lair

But the most eye-catching thing is that he is accompanied by two masters, a pair of old twins, their beard and hair are already white, and their appearance is the same. The difference lies in their clothes. Snow White is about the same.

There are two mid-term old men guarding the side, no wonder they dare to be so arrogant!

Needless to say, this son's identity is not trivial, there must be a large-scale sect family behind him, and the old monsters who watched the initial stage also showed excitement. They are usually looked up to wherever they go, but this time they couldn't enter a small In the auction house market, one can imagine the depression in his heart.

But if you don't feel angry, these old monsters are also clever and cunning people. They understand that the elders in Xuanyuan City are not easy to mess with, and they are jointly controlled by the prominent forces of the seven sects and the Yaozu.

They only dare to slander in their hearts. Now that someone wants to get ahead, if this dude can really break the rules, then he will have a chance to get in.

With the passage of time, more and more old monsters rushed over after hearing the news. Regardless of whether they were human races or monster races, their faces showed excitement.

Seeing that there are so many people, and even more impatient old guys are fanning the flames below, they are chattering and booing.

"In the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, the cultivation base is only slightly better than ours. In the final analysis, everyone is at the same level, so why can they go in."

"That is, if there are really restrictions, it should be that big monks can enter, so that's about the same."

"That's right, what's so great about a mid-term cultivator. Besides realm, there's also supernatural powers. This deity has slaughtered more than one mid-stage cultivator. Tsk tsk, their Nascent Soul tastes really good." The ugly monster race spoke, of course, no one knew if the words were true or not.

Seeing so many people supporting him, the dandy sitting on the carriage became more and more proud: "My young master, Zhang Xu, is the young master of Qingzhou Wanlingmen. If you are sensible, let me in. I will pay three times the spar."

"roll!"

Unexpectedly, facing the turbulent group of cultivators, those envoys remained calm, and the two old monsters at the head shouted coldly in unison.

"What did you say?"

Zhang Xu was startled and angry, Wan Lingmen is in Qingzhou, but its strength is very frightening, and he usually respects himself when he sees monks in the middle stage of Nascent Soul.

Under the anger, this guy reckless, his dandyism erupted, and with a flick of his sleeves, a blue fairy sword flew out and slashed forward fiercely.

"Little Lord!"

The guards around him turned pale with fright, and it was too late to stop him.

The law enforcement officer of the monster tribe narrowed his eyes slightly, and a tyrannical murderous look flashed in his eyes. This person is from the Jiao tribe, and he is the most hard-bodied golden flood dragon.

Not much to say, for the flying sword, he didn't dodge or dodge, and rushed forward with it.

Raising his arm, he heard the sound of "Zheng" coming into his ears, the golden light and blue glow intertwined, the flying sword was blocked by his left arm, and his right hand swished out, piercing through the opponent's lower abdomen with ease.

"Little Lord!"

The two guards of Wanlingmen turned pale with fright, and what made their eyes tearful was that the golden flood dragon pulled out its sharp claws, and there was a Yuanying imprisoned in its palm.

"Return the young master to us."

The two of them flinched, wanting to pounce but dare not go up, the other old monsters who made a fuss were also stunned, and they didn't expect each other to kill at the first glance of disagreement.

"Wanlingmen, one of the five sects in Qingzhou, there is a great immortal cultivator in the late Yuanying period in the gate. If there is no mistake, he should be the father of this kid, but so what, you can be domineering in Qingzhou, But here, it’s not bullshit, this deity was born in Wanjiao Valley.” The Jinjiao looked at the Nascent Soul in his hand, and the corner of his mouth was full of sarcasm, and he spoke viciously.

Wan Jiao Valley?

Those onlookers all gasped. Although there is no confirmation, it is also one of the sacred places of the monster clan. It is said that in the valley, there is an old dragon who has lived for tens of thousands of years and has reached the separation and separation period.

"That's right, Pindao knows that fellow Taoists are used to being carefree, but you have to figure out that Xuanyuan City can't let you be arrogant. I, Gongsun Ke, temporarily occupy the position of elder in the inner hall of Tianqiaomen." The law enforcement envoy of the human race , not only did not feel dissatisfied with Jin Jiao's tricky hands, but stood on the same front.

The faces of the group of onlookers turned blue and pale for a while. After experiencing the bloody storm just now, their feverish minds finally cleared up a bit.

In the early days of Yuanying, it would be great to put it elsewhere, but the people who preside over Xuanyuan City are the superpowers of the two races. In the past, Fairy Yan could kill tens of thousands of monks by herself. In the eyes of others, people like myself are just ants .

Although there may be good things in the auction, let alone whether you can afford it, after all, wealth is directly proportional to strength, even if you really need something, it is very uneconomical to give away your life for it.

Killing chickens to warn monkeys, it's not that the old monsters don't understand, but the situation in front of them is indeed stronger than others, they glanced at each other and scattered like birds and beasts.

Only the two monks from Wanlingmen were unwilling to leave. The old man in black cupped his fists and said, "This... Brother Jiao, my young master is reckless, please return the Yuanying to me, everyone in the door!" , must be very grateful.”

Jin Jiao hesitated for a moment, although he was protected by Wan Jiaogu, he didn't want to form a death feud with the other party, after all, this kid's father was a great immortal cultivator.

Immediately with a shake of his hand, the Nascent Soul turned into a golden light and returned to the bodyguard. Zhang Xu's body was inexplicably destroyed. However, when such a dude encountered setbacks, his little face showed no anger, and all his expressions were only fear.

...

Lin Xuan stood on one side, watching everything that happened. It was just lively at first, but his expression turned gloomy.

"Master, what's the matter with you?" Yue'er's curious voice reached her ears.

"Yue'er, this time, we have entered the dragon's pond and tiger's lair." Lin Xuan sighed, and answered the little girl's question in his consciousness.

"How to say?" The girl didn't understand.

"Even the entrance is so bloody and bloody. One can imagine how tightly guarded the venue is. Only monks in the middle stage of Nascent Soul are allowed to enter. With such a transaction, I don't know what kind of treasure will appear. If my identity is exposed... "

"Master, what are you worried about? It's not that even monks in the late Yuanying period can't see through that mask." Yue'er said with a smile.

"Later-stage monks can't do it, but the consciousness of the old monster in the separation and reunion period can..."

"Master, do you mean that it is possible for the old monster during the separation period to participate in such a transaction?" Yue'er's surprised voice came to her ears.

"I'm not sure, but it's not impossible to see the situation."

"Then what should we do, or we'll give up."

"No, except for auctions of this level, Xia Gucao can't be found anywhere else. In order to transfer the baby pill, even if it is a tiger's den and a dragon's pool, I have to go for it." Lin Xuan's eyes flashed with a firm light.