Chapter 1010 Ghost Pill

The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, looking at Zhan Yihan's eyes full of exploration. The other party is only a peak cultivator in the late Nascent Soul, how could he dare to offend Man Batian, and dare to treat himself with such an attitude.

"Aren't you afraid that you won't be able to get out of this magic sea city?" the middle-aged man threatened in a cold voice.

"Then give it a try." Zhan Yi smiled coldly.

The middle-aged man suddenly burst out laughing, looking at Zhan Yihan with admiration in his eyes, "You have the guts!" He hadn't seen such a gutsy young man for a long time, the other party didn't feel crazy to him, But confidence, confidence that he can get away with it.

At this time, a subordinate walked in, walked to the middle-aged man and handed him a piece of paper.

The middle-aged man took the paper and glanced at it, a look of shock flashed in his eyes, and looked at the three of Zhan Yihan, "You defeated Man Batian?" Now, the people who kill Wanyan are likely to come to his auction and let him control them.

He felt that things were a bit strange, Man Batian was Man Batian's son, Man Batian was killed, Man Batian must have come to Mohai City long ago, it is impossible for him to help control those people. So he sent someone to check what happened. He didn't expect that Manbatian had already been to Mohai City, and he had already played against these three people. The most unbelievable thing for him was that Manbatian still lost. .

Zhan Yihan nodded. There's nothing to hide about this.

Seeing Zhan Yihan admit that the middle-aged man and the young man beside him, as well as the monk who had bid with Zhan Yihan before, all showed incredible expressions.

Especially the cultivator who had bid with Zhan Yihan and the others before, his legs were so frightened that if it wasn't for a table beside him supporting him, he would have been sitting on the ground at this time. Has his brain been flooded before? How can you go to bid with such a powerful person. A powerhouse like Manbatian suffered in their hands, let alone him.

He glanced at the three of Su Jinyue secretly, and saw that their attention was not on him, so they moved towards the door. He has to get out of here quickly, otherwise there may be no chance to leave.

"You hide your cultivation? Who are you?" The middle-aged man looked at Zhan Yihan carefully, and kept thinking about whether there were any similar characters in his mind. Manbatian is a monk in the tribulation period, and the opponent's ability to defeat Manbatian is definitely not weaker than Manbatian. How could such a monk be anonymous.

"Is the transaction completed?" Zhan Yihan asked Tian Fengxun, who was on the side. He didn't want to answer the question.

Tian Fengxun nodded.

"Let's go." Zhan Yihan stretched out his hand to hold Su Jinyue's hand and walked outside.

Tian Fengxun held back his laughter and followed Zhan Yihan and Su Jinyue. From the bearing of this middle-aged man, it can be seen that he is not an ordinary person, and I am afraid that no one dares to treat him like this.

Looking at the backs of Su Jinyue and the three of them leaving, the middle-aged man was thoughtful. Who are they?

The three of Su Jinyue returned to the small courtyard of the Ye brothers and sisters, and the Ye brothers and sisters were still cultivating.

Tian Fengxun took out the jade box and handed it to Su Jinyue, "Sect Master Su, please!"

Su Jinyue nodded, took the jade box and put it in her storage ring, "I promise you to see a healthy Beicheng Lord in three days."

"Okay." Tian Feng nodded happily, his eyes full of anticipation.

The Man Family in Haiman City, Man Batian sat on the main seat with a gloomy face. This time, he not only lost his son and was seriously injured, but also lost face, which he couldn't swallow no matter what.

"Patriarch! Why don't I take the third and seventh elders to go to Demon Sea City again." The first elder said. In addition to the head of the family, their strength is the highest in the Man family. This time, the head of the family is too light on the enemy. Now that they already know the details of the other party, it is impossible for them to follow the other party's way again.

Manbatian pondered for a moment, "In addition to the three of you, I will bring 20 elite disciples, and I will crush them to ashes." If his injuries hadn't healed, he would definitely lead the team in person.

"Yes!" The elder replied. He was going to meet those three people to see what roles they were.

Su Jinyue put the refined ghost pill into the jade bottle, stepped up to the front of the formation, flicked her finger, and a ghost pill accurately entered the mouth of the North City Lord.

Following the entrance of the medicinal pill, after a short while, a trace of black air began to emerge from the North City Lord.

The expression on the North City Lord's face became grim, and there was a look of pain in the dejected eyes. As more and more black energy overflowed, the North City Lord finally couldn't help roaring.

Time passed little by little, and the black energy on the North City Lord changed from less to more, and then from more to less, until the last trace of black energy overflowed, and the North City Lord fell weakly to the ground, fainting.

Zhan Yihan moved his thoughts and moved the Beicheng Lord out of his small world. This is his secret, if one less person knows it, one less person knows.

When the sky lit up again, the Beicheng Lord on the bed opened his eyes. He looked around, and there was a trace of confusion in his eyes. He remembered that he and Tian Feng went to the Demon Realm. In order to save the monks, he accidentally inhaled the black gas in the Demon Realm.

Then he was tortured by the black energy in his body until he couldn't hold it any longer. When he wanted to blow himself up, he found that he couldn't blow himself up at all. He should be dead, otherwise he would have become a puppet, but why does this feel so clear?

There was a sound of footsteps outside the door, and then Tian Fengxun came in.

"Beijing City Lord, how are you feeling now?" Tian Fengxun walked to Bei City Lord's side and looked at him with concern.

"Am I not dead?" The North City Lord asked uncertainly. He heard that after inhaling the black energy of the Demon Realm, unless he could find the Hanling Ghost Flower and make it into a Ghost Pill, he would become a puppet and wander in the Demon Realm forever. What is the difference between a puppet without a soul and death?

Tian Fengxun smiled and shook his head, "The devilish energy in your body has been removed. It is the help of Sumen and Zhanmen. We are now in the Devil's Sky Continent."

"Magic Sky Continent?" The North City Lord opened his eyes in disbelief.

Tian Fengxun nodded and said with a smile: "Now you are okay, we will go back to Tianyue Continent after we have dealt with some matters." He was really happy when he saw his friend's recovery.

"What are you going to do?" the North City Lord asked. He feels that the whole person is dumbfounded now, but he is very lucky that he has not become a puppet.

Tian Fengxun briefly said what happened these days, "That's the way it is, we will set off for Haiman City after you cultivate for two more days."