Chapter 2043

Even though he was unwilling to do so, he could only helplessly watch as he had no power to fight back.

The screams came to the ears. This is probably the most wronged immortal cultivator in the Dongxuan period who has fallen in millions of years.

The way of immortality is difficult, and she doesn't know how much hardship she has endured to get to this point. As far as Donghai's situation is concerned, it is not an exaggeration to call her the proud daughter of heaven. With her talent, her cultivation base may even go further. , but when encountering such an unlucky thing, what can I do, it's not that I can't find a place to cry.

This fully proves that when a person is unlucky, even if he drinks cold water, it may also get stuck between his teeth.

But from another perspective, although encountering such twists and turns was due to luck, to put it bluntly, it was still due to my lack of strength. If Mrs. Fen Fang could resist the poison of immortal drunkenness, the ending would be different.

The skinny old man was also a ruthless person, since he did it, he wouldn't procrastinate. Although he didn't extract the soul of Mrs. Fen Fang, he spewed out baby fire and turned her Nascent Soul into ashes.

The other party doesn't even have a chance to re-enter the samsara, let alone seek revenge on himself in the future.

Of course, he will not let go of the other party's storage bag. Speaking of it, this time it is really a good thing, not only the revenge, but also a lot of money.

Since the immortal cultivators in the hall came to participate in the auction, which one had not brought a lot of goods, it was impossible to watch the excitement empty-handed.

As an immortal cultivator in the Dongxuan stage, he may not pay much attention to a person's wealth, but the sum of the wealth of more than a thousand high-ranking monks in front of him is definitely an astonishing figure.

Seeing Mrs. Fen Fang's self-declaration of her family, but still falling, the faces of the other immortal cultivators all changed drastically. They are not idiots, so of course they know that they will not be lucky.

Surprised and angry, each of them yelled and cursed.

"Men surnamed Mo, if you kill innocent people indiscriminately, you will die a bad death."

"That's right, if you kill me, sir, even if I'm a ghost, I won't let you go."

"Heaven reincarnates, you will be punished."

"Senior Mo, Mr. Zhang has no grievances or enmities with you, and I hope fellow Taoists will hold you high."

...

There were endless shouts and curses, but there were a few words of begging for mercy mixed in, which sounded extremely weird, but it was not unusual at all, after all, everyone's thinking was different.

Although most of the immortal cultivators are desperate at this moment, there are still very few who, with a fluke mentality, hope that the other party will show mercy and not involve their innocent self.

Unfortunately, all this is in vain.

No matter whether it was yelling or begging for mercy, the skinny old man turned a blind eye to them. He had nothing to do with the dead. In his eyes, these people were about to perish, so why should he care what they said.

With a flick of the sleeve robe, a magic weapon flew out, and a halo flashed, and a flying knife in the shape of willow leaves emerged, which was formed by the mixture of the power of this treasure and the vitality of heaven and earth.

There is nothing surprising about the immortal cultivators in the Dongxuan stage, but the number is astonishing, there are as many as seven or eight hundred.

Could it be that……

Although the mana of the monks was imprisoned, their eyesight was still there. One or two showed shock on their faces, and they yelled and cursed one after another.

However, the sharpness of tongue is useless, the thin old man was full of murderous aura, and he yelled softly: "Disease!"

Immediately, those willow-leaf flying knives swept towards the immobilized monks like a storm, blood splashed out, the poor monks couldn't even raise 10% of their mana, the yelling stopped abruptly, and everyone went west.

Not only the physical body fell, even the Nascent Soul had no chance to escape, being pulverized by the willow-leaf flying knife.

"hehe."

The skinny old man showed satisfaction on his face. He didn't want to kill innocent people indiscriminately, but he didn't want his identity to be exposed. A small amount is not a gentleman, and he is not a husband if he is not poisonous. Now all the monks who participated in the auction have all died. Who knows, this matter , In fact, I did it myself.

Perfect!

He shook his left hand, and a large piece of light flew out again, rolling in the hall, and immediately, countless storage bags flew up.

Picking up one at random, sinking his consciousness into it, a gleam of joy flashed in the depths of the old man's eyes, as expected, the amount of goods in this storage bag is not trivial.

He just took a look at it casually, and now he doesn't have time to examine it slowly, but at this moment, there is still a problem, that is, how to take out so many storage bags.

Due to the law of space, the storage bag cannot be packed inside the storage bag.

As the saying goes, one hundred secrets and one sparse, this old Mo carefully considered all possibilities before taking action, but he missed this issue.

The eyebrows are locked together.

But at this moment, there wasn't much time to delay. After a little hesitation, he could only take off his coat, make a big package, and put it in the storage bag.

This method seemed extremely stupid, but other than that, he had no other choice but to do this.

The laws of space that exclude each other are really annoying.

One piece of clothing can't hold that much, and several pieces of clothing are combined to form a large package. There are thousands of storage bags, and he puts one of them in it.

"call."

Mo Lao heaved a sigh of relief, carrying this big package on his back was a bit eye-catching, but it didn't matter, the highest realm of the immortal cultivators who stayed in Fangshi was no more than Nascent Soul level, and with their strength, at most they could see the astonishing sight. It's just a glimpse, and it's impossible to figure out your identity. In other words, don't worry about being exposed.

In fact, if it wasn't for the large area of ​​this square city and the large number of monks in it, he was not sure that all of them would be wiped out, and he might really make a move. .

Now he can only settle for the next best thing, but he is sure that his identity will never be revealed.

After fastening the package, he put it on his back, and with a flick of his sleeves, a large piece of purple-red flame flew out. The intention was extremely simple and clear, that is, to erase all the relics in the auction, so that , even if a cultivator made some small moves before dying, it would be of no use anymore.

For his magic fire, the old monster was full of confidence. After he sacrificed it, he turned into a startled rainbow and flew away like the stone steps behind him, without even looking at the result.

It is not suitable to stay in a place of right and wrong for a long time. His plan, logically speaking, is very correct, but when he just took two steps on the stone steps, something happened.

A certain place that was empty before, suddenly ripples and flashes, and then a cyan claw like the sharp claws of a monster emerged, grabbing towards his chest like lightning.

Turning into a warehouse, if you are hit, even an old monster in the Dongxuan period will inevitably be disemboweled.

After all, the momentum of the claw shadow is no small matter, and the mere aura of body protection must not be able to withstand it.

However, this skinny old man is really a person with quick reactions. Facing such an unexpected sneak attack, he was surprised, but he didn't have the slightest fear.

In a hurry, he raised his right hand and pushed it forward with a flat palm.

The move was extremely simple, but it was concentrated with all his mana, and a thin shield emerged in a flash of spiritual light.

However, this is not a real treasure, but transformed by his mana.

The next moment, the sharp claws touched it, and a sharp roar sounded like a steel wire being pulled into the ears, which made people's teeth sore, which was enough to see the power of this collision.

Perhaps because of the storage, the skinny old man was obviously at a disadvantage, but he didn't panic at all, instead he took the opportunity to retreat.

This coping was like a high mountain and flowing water, without any lag. Obviously, his experience in fighting skills is also quite rich.

However, at this very moment, another ray of light lit up, which happened to burst into his retreat, and from a distance, it seemed that this person had bumped into it foolishly.

The skinny old man faced the enemy with every move and style, with strict rules and regulations, but the sneak attacker was obviously more clever, and he even expected that the first blow might not kill the enemy, so what should he do next.

The skinny old man turned pale with fright. After all, manpower is sometimes poor. To be able to deal with the sneak attack in a hurry, he has already used all his skills. If he wants to dodge the second attack, it is obviously beyond his ability. of.

"ah!"

The screams came to the ears, and the rags were flying around in the air, looking like dancing butterflies.

That was when the burden on his back was broken, and immediately after that, the crescent-shaped blade of light had already slashed at the aura that protected his body.

After all, he is a cultivator in the Dongxuan stage, even without any treasures, this final defense is still no small matter, but at this moment, it is like paper, and the light blade cuts up without any delay.

The speed was so fast that he didn't even feel the pain, and he was split in two from his chest.

In a flash of inspiration, a Nascent Soul emerged in mid-air with a look of disbelief on his face. It was no wonder that he had completed the transformation from heaven to hell in just a blink of an eye.

At this moment, I still can't believe that my physical body has fallen.

And it was this moment of dazed effort that made him miss the best chance of escape, only to see the dazzling blue light, and Lin Xuan's figure emerged from the side very strangely.

There was no expression on his face, he just opened his mouth.

A group of four-color flames spewed out from inside.

It was a line of fire, only the thickness of a thumb, but it was extremely fast. With a sound of "Bo", the old man's Nascent Soul was already wrapped in it.

"No……"

Yiyi's screams came to her ears, but soon, they disappeared into nothingness, and were stopped abruptly from the middle.

Then Lin Xuan flicked his fingers slightly, releasing a few fire bombs, turning the old man's body into ashes.

After doing all this, Lin Xuan also breathed a sigh of relief. After all, the target of the sneak attack just now was an old monster in the Dongxuan period. It is by no means an easy task to eliminate it with three strikes, five divisions and two divisions.