"ah!"

Xiong Zhan's eyes shrank and he couldn't help but exclaim. I won't say what kind of monster this thorn hunting group is composed of. Meng Jinghun didn't say anything about it. He just saw him killing a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator in seconds. The leader of the group who only had the early-stage Nascent Soul in front of him was not only a weapon refining master as rumored, but his combat power could only be described as perverts.

Even if I am myself, I’m afraid I can hold on for a hundred tricks in this guy’s hands!

At this time, all the monks understood why Yi Cheng took out so many treasures in public. Who would dare to rob such strength unless he was a monk in the God Transformation Stage?

"Misunderstanding, misunderstanding, Captain Yi, I just said something wrong. I, Youshe, promised that no one would approach Thorn Island within three days, otherwise I would be unable to get along with my Nether Snake Hunting Group!" At this moment, Youshe felt bitter in his heart. Why was he so unlucky? He actually sent it to the gun directly? Isn't this asking for death?

Seeing that the monks around him are now away from Yi Cheng and approaching him, he quickly changed his words and begged for mercy to Yi Cheng.

"Hmph, I don't mind someone breaking in! Brother Meng, there is no need to patrol outside. I found someone entering and killed him directly!"

Yi Cheng just snorted coldly, said to Meng Jinghun, and then turned around and returned to Thorn Island.

Seeing Yi Cheng leave, the monks surrounding him gradually dissipated. The ghost snake breathed a long breath. He had really walked around the Hall of Hell.[

"Brother Yi, you are back!"

Seeing Yi Cheng coming back, Sima Ziyi, who was standing on the island, greeted her with a smile.

"Okay, please solve the problem. Should we go back and continue the problem that we haven't studied just now!" Yi Cheng held Sima Ziyi's hand and said in a low voice.

"Oh, there are so many people, don't want it!" Sima Ziyi saw many people around looking at this side, quickly shook Yi Cheng's hand away and ran away like flying.

Seeing this, Yi Cheng smiled and said to himself: Little girl, see where you will hide in three days!

Three days passed in a flash. Although there were several times more monks approaching here in the past three days than before, no one dared to approach within ten miles of the Thorn Island.

At this time, the auction time had come, and hundreds of monks flew out of the Thorn Island and brought these tens of thousands of Nascent Soul cultivators to the auction.

When all the monks sat down, the first thing they came up was not the auctioneer, but Yi Cheng and Sima Ziyi.

At this time, both of them were wearing red robes. Although they did not have the cumbersome etiquette as in the secular world, there were still necessary rituals.

Yi Cheng was also carefully dressed up by Sima Rufeng and others, showing a bit of spirit than his casual clothes on weekdays.

In addition to the still-covered veil, Sima Ziyi was like a fairy who fell into the mortal world, and she was indescribable.

The two walked hand in hand and looked at each other.

Finally, I passed the crowd and came to the location where the auction table was.

"Friends of Taoism, welcome to Thorn Island. Before the auction begins, you will have to delay your efforts to witness our dual cultivation ceremony!

Our cultivators are competing for life with the heavens. The so-called immortality is not immortality, but for the past million years, the monks in this world have become extremely difficult, not to mention immortality, even ascending to the upper world.

I, Yi Cheng, dare not say how confident I am to ascend to the upper realm and become an immortal, but I naturally have to do my best for that ray of opportunity.

Here, please witness the vast way of heaven, life and death are unpredictable. I am a Taoist partner with Sima Ziyi, and from now on, I will depend on each other in life and death, and will never leave you. Otherwise, the way of heaven will not tolerate it and die under the thunder of thousands of thunder!"

Yi Cheng's words made the cultivators present tremble in their hearts. Yi Cheng actually made a vow to heaven here. If he betrays the future, it would not be a joke. In the world of cultivation, for the opportunity for first-line promotion, there are many brothers who turn against each other and couples become enemies. How many people dare to make such a vow!

"Husband!" Sima Ziyi was also extremely moved.

"The way of heaven is proved. Sima Ziyi and Yi Cheng become Taoist partners. From now on, we will never leave each other and share weal and woe. Otherwise, the way of heaven will not tolerate it and will never be reborn!" Sima Ziyi made the oath of heaven without any hesitation in his death.

"Ziyi!" Yi Cheng's eyes showed tenderness. The pity Buddha touched Sima Ziyi's cheek, and then kissed his beloved wife through the veil.

"How can you drink a wedding banquet? I'll give you wine to fellow Taoists!" Meng Xiaohun, who had already been waiting, burst into laughter, and immediately a few spiritual wines flew out and fell one by one in front of everyone.

The members of the Sima family and some monks from the Thorn Hunting Group stepped forward to toast Yi Cheng and Sima Ziyi.

At this moment, Yi Cheng refused everyone, and in a moment, he had already drunk several cauldrons!

"This is actually all the best spiritual wine. Each jar can cost at least 100,000 spirit stones. The cultivators here are less than 50,000, and they can only count as 5 billion spirit stones. This thorn hunting group is really willing to bear it!"

"Haha, you don't think about it. The leader of the group is the master of weapon refining and comes back with just a few treasures. Do you still care about these?"

"Hey, why didn't the monk make such a vow to me?"

Amid the discussions of the monks, some female cultivators couldn't help but sigh.

Everyone drank all the Ling wine, except Yi Cheng, the others had already left the auction table.

"My fellow Taoists, today we are all for the auction. At this time, Yi is not wasting your time. We will start the auction now.

But today's auction is a bit different. All the items are four-grade elixirs and treasures. I will set a low price and a highest price for each one. As long as someone pays the highest price, you can get it directly."

Yi Cheng's words immediately caused a lot of discussion. The auction was not about selling items at a high price. Who would set the highest price? Is this Yi Cheng really a fool?

"The first treasure, the Nine Heavens Dragon Soul Spear, the best treasure, the low price of 300 million spirit stones, the highest price of 500 million!" As soon as Yi Cheng said this, the eyes of all the monks lit up.

The quality of the spear in Yi Cheng's hand is much higher than the original Black Gold Flame Gun. The highest price of 600 million is actually not an exaggeration, and it can be described as a low price.

"Three hundred million!"

"Five hundred million!"

The auction only took several breaths, and this top-quality treasure was photographed by a late-stage monk with a quick reaction.

The monk stepped forward to pay the spirit stone, and at the same time Yi Cheng handed over the Nine Heavens Dragon Soul Spear to him, and said: "A drop of essence and blood will be added. In the future, this treasure will not be refined except for those who are connected to your bloodline!"

After hearing this, the monk was stunned at first, and then showed a hint of ecstasy. Wouldn't that say that he bought this treasure and even if someone took him to pay attention, it would be impossible for him to benefit him? This is a great thing!

The monk quickly dripped a drop of essence and blood into the gun body as Yi Cheng said, and then a rune flashed over the spear, which was absorbed by essence and blood and penetrated into the gun body.

The monks who had the intention of killing people and robbing treasures were all stunned. Doesn’t this mean that even if they killed those monks, they would get a piece of waste.

Those who are slightly weak and who have the ability to buy but are still scared at this moment understand that this is completely a protection for them.

Yi Cheng was also moved in his heart. He had not studied one, two or three runes on Meng Jinghun's body, but he got a rune refined from the iron spear. This was a nightmare for those monks who made a living by killing people and catching treasures!

Auction items were sold one after another. It can be said that this auction was the fastest one ever, with almost no competition, just a quicker one.

Because all monks shouted the highest price at the first time.

In just five or six hours, Yi Cheng auctioned out hundreds of treasures and more than a thousand bottles of elixirs. Even Yi Cheng sold the price at a bargain, and he also obtained nearly 200 billion spirit stones or equivalent materials in this game.
Chapter completed!