Chapter 1620 Panic

"excuse me."

Zheng Daoxuan got up and saluted.

While saluting, his figure floated back like smoke and disappeared immediately.

No one saw how he left, and Qing Que could only catch a trace, and it was too late to stop him, but she looked indifferent and unmoved.

"Stay here."

A very soft and calm voice appeared in the noisy venue, but it was like a thunder on the ground, shaking people's hearts.

Zheng Daoxuan, who had disappeared, reappeared at the gate of the hall.

He had already bypassed the formation and guards at the door, and he was only one step away from going out, but he couldn't get past this step.

Like falling into a quagmire of quicksand, you can no longer move forward.

This feeling is like being hit by the Vine Art. The last time he was hit by the Vine Art, he had just established his foundation and had not yet entered Kunlun. He was besieged by a few thieves. At that time, he was very helpless and felt that his life was not long. Yes, but now, he is the elder of the Kunlun Presbyterian Church, he has not experienced a defeat for thousands of years, he has tasted this taste again, and he is still unable to break free, although he will not feel the feeling of dying.

He felt that there were countless invisible branches binding his feet, and the branches were indescribably tough, surpassing the eighth-level magic weapon.

He also knew what it was.

The voice sounded again, "No one can leave before the auction is over. This is the rule of the Penglai Haihui. Everyone who comes to Penglai Island, no matter who you are, must abide by my rules."

"The seniors said so."

Feeling that the restraint was lifted, Zheng Daoxuan turned around and saluted with a smile, "I'm really sorry, it was the junior who was rude, and I ask the senior to forgive me."

As he spoke, he immediately returned to his original position.

All this happened in a short breath.

Many people didn't respond at all, but those cultivators in the Transcendence Tribulation Realm were all taken aback.

The Master of Great Wisdom, who was knocking on the wooden fish of nothingness, also stopped.

There are not many people in the world of cultivating immortals who can make Zheng Daoxuan call senior, but there is one on this Penglai Island, and that is the mysterious Penglai Island Lord, who is said to have reached the ninth level long ago, and can transcend tribulations and ascend to immortality , the strongest in the world of cultivating immortals, perhaps none of them.

"It turns out that the island owner is also there."

"I don't know if I will show up. It's a chance to meet such a big man, but it's not in vain to come here."

"After all, it's the magic weapon of heaven, which lured him out, tsk tsk."

"I don't know if it's good or bad, that evil soul... oh, it shouldn't have come."

"Oh, I've come and I can't leave."

"They have spoken out the evil spirits like this, and they don't know what they want to do. Could it be that they want to release them..."

"Impossible, this is their territory."

Several monks whispered to each other, Guan Hong's face was calm, with a trace of worry in his eyes, while Zhang Tiebai didn't hide it, his face was full of gloom.

They all know what an evil spirit is, and if that evil spirit comes out, everyone knows the consequences. It is a powerful evil spirit. When they heard it, they immediately wanted to leave, but not as fast as Zheng Daoxuan, but neither Thinking that with Zheng Daoxuan's ability, there is no way to leave here, let alone them.

More people are still at a loss, most of them are monks who don't know what an evil spirit is, and the Emei monk who sold the Shenmu tripod is the same.

He stared at the auction house, his eyes kept rolling, wondering who would give him the primeval stone.

Qing Que looked at the audience, with a flash of disdain in his eyes, and continued, "You probably don't know what an evil soul is, so let me explain it. Simply put, an evil soul is the divine soul that remains after the fall of the ancient power. The obsession has not dissipated, and it has turned into a ghost and poisoned the world of cultivating immortals, committing all kinds of evil, it is one of the most terrifying existences in the Xuanhuang world and even other worlds, and it is also the public enemy of all immortal cultivators."

"ah?"

"What, Almighty?"

"The evil soul that Da Neng has turned into, this... how can there be such a terrible thing?"

"No, I have to go!"

"Let's go, I can't stay here!"

Knowing what the evil spirit is, most people couldn't sit still, got up one after another, and walked outside the hall.

The Emei cultivator was trembling, shrinking into a ball with fright, and couldn't move. No wonder, such a terrible thing had been with him day and night for a month, and it was a nightmare in retrospect.

Qing Que smiled faintly, "I've already said that you can't get out until the auction is over, just wait a little longer, wait for me..."

"Why!"

"The evil souls you got, you deal with them yourself, and even sell them, it's really harmful!"

"That's right, don't hurt us if you hurt others, who wants to buy something like this!"

"Hurry up and open the door, open the door and let us out!"

"Open the door!"

In front of the temple gate, the monks huddled together, most of them looked panicked, and a few were still calm, and those monks who had known that they could not go out, they all stood there, except for Zhang Tiebai, who shouted the loudest .

"Go back."

The voice sounded again, with unbelievable power in the plain, and many monks had no time to resist, they were swept up by invisible forces and fell back to their original positions. Everyone was still panicked, but they never stopped. Dare to move more.

Only then did they understand why Zheng Daoxuan from Kunlun would go back, even he couldn't get out, let alone them.

Qing Que said lightly, "You don't need to panic, there are indeed evil spirits in the Shenmu cauldron, but it is impossible to come out now, and when the auction is over, we will send you away, please be safe."

The crowd was still making noise, but the sound was much quieter.

Qingque nodded lightly, "The Shenmu tripod is not owned by Penglai Island, it was sold by others. Of course, our Penglai Haihui will not refuse. As for the evil spirits inside, we also found out by accident. Although the matter is important, the auction has already started , can’t hide it and not sell it, it’s against the rules, please don’t maliciously speculate on Penglai Island.”

The crowd became quieter again.

"Forget it, since that's the case, please hurry up and auction."

"Yeah, sell it early and let us go out."

"If no one takes it, let the original owner take it back. No matter who it is, I hope you go as far as possible and don't harm anyone."

"No matter how far you go, it will definitely hurt people... Sigh."

"That's right, there is no great power in the world of cultivating immortals, how can such things be destroyed? I am afraid that the world of cultivating immortals is about to usher in a catastrophe."

"How could such a thing happen, who brought this damn thing?"

Some discussions are still going on, everyone's face is full of worry, there is no cover up, and there is no need to cover up, now everyone knows what kind of disaster the evil spirit will bring, and it is a disaster that is difficult to solve in the world of cultivating immortals.

beep, beep—

The wooden fish sounded, and the Great Wisdom Master stood up slowly, "Amitabha, fellow Taoists on Penglai Island, how did you determine that there are evil spirits in the sacred wooden cauldron? Can you let the old monk take a look."

"Yeah, what if it doesn't?"

"Could it be that Penglai Island is deliberately alarmist?"

Some monks showed some gratitude, but more people knew that no one would joke about this kind of thing, let alone Penglai Island, which has always had the best reputation.