Chapter 2042 Light Spirit Real Man

However, the river mussels fought and the fisherman benefited. Although Lin Xuan was unharmed, he was not affected at all, but on the surface, he still pretended to be uncomfortable. The reaction was the same as that of other immortal cultivators. He fell on the ground with a thud on the ground.

Hypocrisy and deception!

After so many trials and hardships, Lin Xuan's acting skills are absolutely top-notch.

Even if it was face to face, Mr. Mo would never see the slightest flaw, not to mention, he would never assume in that direction at all. Since entering the auction, Lin Xuan has not shown his mountains or dewed. Who would have thought that he is Pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, even immortals are drunk with ancient poisons, and it has no effect on them.

As the saying goes, the praying mantis catches the cicada, and the oriole follows behind. There are sudden changes at the auction, but it is still unknown who will have the best laugh.

"ah!"

A shrill scream came to the ears, but it turned out that the old devil Gongsun had his head removed, so what about the old monster in the Dongxuan period, now he can't use any mana in his body, he is not a useless person, he can only be slaughtered.

With a flash of light, a one-inch tall Nascent Soul appeared in front of him, his aura was so dim that he didn't even have the magic power to teleport.

This is where the immortal is so drunk, not only the body, but also the Nascent Soul is also poisoned.

In all fairness, given the old monsters of the Dongxuan period ten or eight days, they can use their profound mana to expel the poison from their bodies even without the help of external objects. ?

When his body fell, Old Demon Gongsun's face was full of panic. Facing the crisis of falling, he still couldn't care less about face, weeping bitterly, knelt down like a skinny old man.

"Brother Mo is merciful. I've been fooled by lard, so I did the thing that harmed my old friend. Now that I regret it, I ask my old friend to let me go because of my previous friendship."

"Let you go?" The skinny old man smiled, and the corner of his mouth was full of sarcasm: "Gongsun Laomo, don't you think it's a bit ridiculous that you are just now begging for mercy like this old man?"

"It's all my fault. If brother Mo is willing to let me go, I will be a cow and a horse, and I will be at your disposal for the rest of my life." Old Demon Gongsun's eyes were full of fear. When the matter came to this point, he only wanted to be able to live. Everything, nothing matters.

"Are you willing to be a slave?"

A strange color flashed in the thin old man's eyes.

"That's right, as long as Brother Mo spares my life, this old slave will be loyal. With my help, it is very possible for fellow Taoists to improve their cultivation." Gongsun Laomo's flattering voice reached his ears.

When he said this, he had a look of hope on his face, and he was quite sure that Mo Lao would agree. After all, what is the concept of a slave in the Dongxuan period, that is, the Three Demon Kings and the Six Sea Kings , and dare not do such an extravagant hope, the good deeds sent to the door are based on emotion and reason, and the other party has no reason to refuse.

It's a pity that the idea was good, but the result disappointed him.

There was a sneer on Mr. Mo's face. He raised his right hand and caught him in the palm of his hand. The screams came to his ears, and his soul was drawn out.

"If you let your tongue out, the old man won't be fooled a second time. How dare I seek skin from a tiger, play tricks with you, a despicable and shameless villain, and if you accidentally turn your back on me, the old man will have no place to cry. Eliminate, save worry and effort."

Elder Mo's faint voice came to his ears. Compared with monks of the same rank, he was not good at playing tricks, but he also had his own set of ideas on how to deal with situations.

Before he came, he had made a plan so that he would not be deceived by other people's words. A smart person must stick to his choice. He had already regretted being fooled the first time, and if he fell for the second time, he would be extremely stupid.

As the saying goes, if you do your own crimes, you can't live. Of course, he can't be such an idiot.

After exterminating Old Demon Gongsun, he naturally accepted the opponent's storage bag without hesitation.

The enmity with the other party has finally come to a conclusion, things have gone so smoothly, the skinny old man's face is full of joy.

Then he turned his head and began to look at the room full of immortal cultivators.

Or the hall is more suitable, there are more than a thousand people in total.

Among the cultivators participating in the auction this time, those with the lowest realm are also at the middle Nascent Soul stage, and those who are above the separation and reunion stage account for one-third, not to mention Mrs. Fenfang, who is still at the Dongxuan stage.

It can be said that taking it out is definitely a great force.

Many people are the overlords of one party, who stomp their feet and make the surroundings tremble.

However, at this moment, everyone has a look of fear on their faces.

Without him, they have been poisoned by the ancient poison of immortals. They have supernatural powers, but they can't use them. No matter what level of immortal cultivator you are, at this moment, you will all become tigers whose teeth have been pulled out, and can only be slaughtered .

The begging for mercy kept coming and going, and no one wanted to fall, let alone, in such a way, the city gate caught fire, which affected the fish in the pond, and the grievances between the two old monsters had nothing to do with them. Unfathomable and catastrophic, even in the underworld, I don't know who to cry to.

However, the skinny old man is obviously unwilling to let them go. After all, everything has been done. If these immortal cultivators are let go, will An know that after their mana recovers, will they feel resentful and cause trouble for themselves?

Either don't do it, since you have already started, don't give up on this matter halfway.

Seeing that the opponent's face was full of murderous intent, he came to a place three feet in front of him.

The calmness on Mrs. Fenfang's face has long since disappeared, and she screamed in horror: "You...you can't kill me, I am the daughter of Qingling Daoist, the law enforcement elder of the holy city, if you kill me, father I will never let it go with you."

"The Elder of the Holy City Law Enforcement?"

Hearing this, the old man was obviously taken aback. Others might not know about the situation in the holy city. How could they, those immortal cultivators in the Dongxuan stage, who had not lived for tens of thousands of years, have never heard of it.

The six law-enforcing elders are people who are under one person and above ten thousand people. Even the city lord is quite polite to them. Each of them is a cultivator in the middle stage of Dongxuan, and their identities are somewhat similar to those of the six kings of the Hai clan. place.

Seeing the hesitation of the skinny old man, Mrs. Fen Fang was overjoyed, and hurriedly said while the iron was hot: "I have no grievances with my fellow Taoist in the past, and I have no enmity in recent days, so why do you have to get into trouble with me? I swear here that the past will never be blamed..."

Before she finished speaking, her expression suddenly changed from joy to panic. Without him, the thin old man flicked his sleeves, and a purple-red fairy sword flew out, slashing like lightning, and slashed like her head.

The screams came to the ears, the situation was the same as that of Gongsun Laomo. Mrs. Fenfang had amazing strength, but the mana in her body could not be concentrated at all, so what else could be done, of course, she could only let others slaughter her.