The shocking five words directly hit everyone's eardrums.
The whole place was blown away.
At this time, whether they were watching the show, those who looked annoyed, those who had missed a step, or those who were still hesitant, they all looked up, trying to find the first person who dared to take the lead.
Xu Xiaoshou looked over in surprise as well.
He really had no hope at all.
He was very clear about the different concepts between ninety-nine-eight and one thousand.
Same reason.
One hundred million, this kind of slogan sounds like a dream, but Xu Xiaoshou actually shouted it to realize his dream.
I never thought that there are people in the world who can make dreams come true.
This person would actually appear in front of him and even help him realize his dream?
However, Xu Xiaoshou's gaze was fixed and glazed over.
The person who spoke out was a young man, neither tall nor thin, with a medium build, holding a cane in his hand. He was probably a few years older than him.
On one side is a woman in white shirt who is more than half a head shorter than him.
Both of these two people were equipped with spiritual tools to prevent prying eyes, so their spiritual minds could not see why, and even their faces were blurred.
But Xu Xiaoshou's "perception" brought an extremely familiar feeling.
His gaze was fixed on the man's crutch.
Even though this thing has been changed again and changed beyond recognition.
As a true ancient sword cultivator, how could Xu Xiaoshou not be able to discover that unique and everlasting aura of a famous sword?
"Tearing together?"
Xu Xiaoshou's heart tightened.
A famous sword recognizes its master.
What's more, the Tears Shuangxing I saw at that time was able to defeat Ye Xiaotian, the giant of the Spirit Palace, by relying on all kinds of treasures with his sword sect cultivation.
It is impossible for such a person to change the owner of a famous sword in such a short period of time.
Therefore, he must belong to the "Holy Slave" Tears!
If so, who is this woman next to me?
Xu Xiaoshou could guess it by thinking about it with his toes.
"Lorere!"
"These two guys..."
Xu Xiaoshou felt uncomfortable.
The difficulty of the White Cave is already terrifying enough. If these two guys come to interfere, it will definitely make it worse!
Others can say they are here for a trial.
But if the "Saint Slave" appears here, you have to say that these two people are here to experience themselves...
What a ghost!
Wouldn't it be consistent with the personality of the "Holy Slave" if I didn't turn the white cave upside down?
On the other hand, look back at the scene of Tears forcefully tearing open the cracks in the void and taking Lorelei to escape.
What the hell, if they go in and complete their mission, will no one pick them up when they come out?
Xu Xiaoshou's heart suddenly sank to the bottom.
At that time, I came to pick up the undercover agent Lorelei in tears.
Now that the White Cave is open, the two of them are on a mission? Who will appear in the end? Who else?
"Masked man!"
"Or Cenchov!"
Xu Xiaoshou felt so tired. This damn white cave hadn't started yet? How come he had already seen the coming of the world war?
"Brother, do you really mean what you said?"
If it had been anyone else? Xu Xiaoshou was determined that he would never ask this question.
After all, you have given the other party a way out, maybe your 100 million? It will really be wasted.
But the two lines of tears are different.
Xu Xiaoshou thought about what if he could really refuse 100 million, but instead let these two unstable factors not enter...
Seems? Not bad?
But then I thought? Without this exquisite stone, wouldn't they be able to get in?
well!
No solution!
"really."
With tears in his eyes, he didn't even hesitate at all and spoke directly.
As soon as he finished speaking, there was no movement at all. A ray of golden light flew out from his cuffs, pointing directly in the direction of Xu Xiaoshou.
"Click!"
Xu Xiaoshou pinched it with two fingers.
A card.
Xin Gugu raised his head at the right time, but after his pupils shrank, he suddenly retreated.
Seeing this, Mu Zixi couldn't help but stand on tiptoes, and then paused.
"Cursed? Passive value, +1."
She had to use the Lingyuan gauntlet to press Xu Xiaoshou's shoulders and signal him to lower his height. Only then did she see the content on the card.
With a twitch in his heart, Mu Zixi silently put his feet back and looked at Xin Gugu with shock in his eyes.
Nine digits!
"Being envied? Passive value, +2."
"Mom?"
Ajie turned his head behind him and stood on tiptoes. Then he looked at the back of Xu Xiaoshou's head and stood up obediently with his arms crossed.
It didn't understand what the two people beside it were looking at.
"Mom..."
Xu Xiaoshou pinched another card from Duojin Trading Company, feeling anxious.
I thought that if I really got 100 million, I would be so happy that I would be so happy.
Now, he is not happy at all.
But let’s talk about returning this card...
Not even that.
Silently putting the gold card away, Xu Xiaoshou took out the two exquisite stones from his chest, raised them once, and then retracted them.
"Brother, do you sell your crutches?"
This sudden question made everyone a little stunned.
Involuntarily, everyone's eyes focused on Lei Shuangxing's ordinary crutch.
The same is true for Lan Ling and Xin above the void.
It is different from the crowd of onlookers below who can’t tell what’s going on.
The two of them felt something was wrong after just one glance.
But neither of them were swordsmen, so even if they noticed something was wrong, they couldn't immediately see what it was.
"sword?"
Xin scratched his bald head.
He had killed many people, but for the first time, he felt a faint sword intent on this crutch.
Simply ridiculous.
Can a crutch and a sword be the same thing?
Lan Ling suddenly looked stunned.
She was still a little confused at first, but Xin's words really opened her mind.
"Famous sword!"
"If my guess is correct, famous sword, magic staff!"
Xin was stunned for a moment, then relieved.
"It seems...yes!"
"I have indeed heard of the legend of the 'drawing rod'. It seems that this thing does not look like a sword, but a thin awl, extremely sharp."
"But unfortunately, the scariest thing about this thing is that it is not used to stab, but to draw."
"It is said that the last generation of sword holders and the magic staff had a perfect fit. After the heavenly release, one staff can even disperse the completely solidified power of Taixu!"
Xin pondered: "So, the crutch is just a shell, the real mystery is inside?"
Lan Ling nodded.
Although she is just a guess.
But with his experience of seeing many famous swords, Xu Xiaoshou would be fine if he didn't say anything.
This said, one thing to note.
Even if there is only a trace of breath left from this crutch, some signs can be seen.
Lan Ling was a little surprised.
"What time is this?"
"The first two undisguised famous swords should be the people buried in the sword grave. It is understandable."
"I haven't seen Xu Yue Gray Palace yet. They probably won't come. If they do come, they must be preparing to sneak into the country."
"But this one..."
Lan Ling frowned: "Who owns the magic wand?"
Xin thought for a while and hesitated: "The last sword holder, if I remember correctly, was from the Taixu family in the Central Region, the Lei family?"
"The Tears' Family?" Lan Ling's heart skipped a beat.
Xin nodded and said uncertainly: "The Ke Lei family is not going to be destroyed..."
"Shh!"
Lan Ling instantly silenced the letter with Lingyuan.
Xin was stunned and turned around to look, only to see Lan Ling slowly shaking his head and saying nothing.
He was a little surprised.
I have long heard that the changes in the Lei family are somewhat mysterious, otherwise the mainland would not have kept silent on this matter.
Lan Ling seems to know something?
The letter didn't ask.
Now that people have done this, I think there are some things that really cannot be said.
"Maybe it changed hands."
He speculated: "After all, famous swords know people. If... no one in that family can inherit it, it would be understandable if the famous sword spreads."
Lan Ling nodded, but did not answer.
She didn't dare discuss it any more.
…
The gray face with tears hidden under the spiritual mask was very ferocious, like a ghost running out of the abyss, even the facial features were blurred.
Others couldn't see the expression, but Lorelei on one side felt the brief silence.
Something is wrong.
Lorelei frowned.
The two men in red above her head seemed to be communicating with each other through spiritual thoughts, but she couldn't hear anything.
But the masked straw hat man opposite...
How did this guy see Brother Shuangxing's magic wand?
That was something that had been sealed by the first one himself. At least it would be exposed when encountering a pure sword cultivator in red.
Theoretically speaking, before entering the White Cave, you will never attract attention.
But this guy, judging by his voice, is not old, and his cultivation level is definitely not that of a throne. How can Zhan Dao and his like be so sharp?
Forget about being sharp...
"Is it intentional?"
Lorelei didn't use his spiritual thoughts, but his eyes slightly glanced at the two red clothes above.
"Is he reminding the two of you?"
Although I don’t know why Brother Shuangxing suddenly became silent. Isn’t it just that he was recognized as a famous sword? It’s not a big deal.
But Lorelei still touched Lei Shuangxing's arm slightly, indicating that there should be some movement.
If you pause again, nothing will become something.
With tears streaming down his face, his ears moved slightly, and he came back to his senses.
"Not for sale."
His words were still flat, even emotionless.
"Well, that's a pity."
Xu Xiaoshou sighed softly and said with envy: "I think you are very imposing when you walk with a cane like this. I will get one next time, haha."
"Being cursed, passive value, +2."
"Despised, passive value, +1310."
"Slandered, passive value, +2118."
No matter how the other party reacted, Xu Xiaoshou still threw the two exquisite stones in his hand.
If the purpose of the reminder is achieved, then that's fine.
At least Hong Yi knows that this guy has a famous sword, so he should know it. He is also a strong contender for "having four swords".
In the end, more attention will be paid to the two of them.
in this way.
First, it can suppress the unknown actions of these two people after entering the white cave.
Secondly, relatively speaking, less attention is paid to oneself.
"You really don't want to sell it?"
Xu Xiaoshou looked at the Linglong Stone on the other side, feeling a little unsatisfied: "I have a lot of money."
"No matter what happens, if you want to change it to Linglong Stone, I still have it..."
"Being cursed, passive value, +2."
Tears led Lorelei directly into the teleportation spirit array without looking back.
"besides?"
The onlookers were suddenly shocked.
Three Linglong Stones were sold. In addition, in this small area, the news of the battle at the gate of Haggongli Town was spread. Everyone knew that the "Cao Li" organization in front of them was definitely a genuine Linglong Stone.
Sales counter.
"Six of these have been sold, are there any left?"
"You're kidding!"
"Under suspicion, passive value, +2480."
But no matter how doubtful they were, the guys who were just annoyed that they didn't grab the exquisite stone couldn't help but look forward to it.
"Being expected, passive value, +2261."
"..."
Sure enough, the information bar filled the screen like crazy.
Xu Xiaoshou was not in a hurry.
After everyone's restlessness subsided, he slowly took out two exquisite stones from his arms.
"Fuck!"
This time, even the letter in the void flew away from his eyes.
Lan Ling was in the air, his body swayed suddenly, and he almost doubted his life.
Is this the exquisite stone sent by Hong Yi?
Which guy sent it?
Could it be that they are still in a relationship?
Not to mention the people below.
"Being amazed, passive value, +2666."
"Being envied, passive value, +2410."
"Being jealous, passive value, +2298."
"..."
"Everyone..."
Xu Xiaoshou opened his mouth with a smile, but before he could speak, a cool voice came from above.
"I don't have time to trade with you. Hurry up and enter the formation. The teleportation spirit formation will be closed immediately!"
Xu Xiaoshou looked bitter and raised his head: "Can't you wait a little longer?"
At this moment, even the people around him looked at it hopefully.
One person wants to sell, and a group of people want to buy.
What a great thing to have the best of both worlds!
"no."
"..."
Lan Ling suddenly felt like she had become a sinner. Those angry looks almost caused her to be dismembered on the spot.
However, rules are rules, and even if the masked straw hat man below finds ten exquisite stones at this moment, it is impossible to break these rules.
"Hurry in!"
As she spoke, her eyes turned to the other people.
"The rest, as long as they are spiritual masters above the Grandmaster level, will immediately follow me to move positions."
"Remember, you can also go in, but you are not qualified to leave the red team and move around at will until the 'Thirty-Six Days Sealing Formation' is unsealed."
"Follow up!"
After saying this, Lan Ling flew up, and the guy below him was immediately distracted.
In an instant, a large wave of unknown spiritual masters from all over the world followed, hoping that they would be free if they were lucky enough to break through the formation.
Xin stayed where he was and picked up a formation talisman.
His eyes fell on Xu Xiaoshou.
All we have left is this guy who is stalling for time.
"Let's go!"
Xu Xiaoshou waved helplessly.
it's over.
This wave of leeks can only be harvested here.
The foot moves.
A cold voice sounded immediately from above.
"With two exquisite stones, you can only bring one more person with you!"
Xu Xiaoshou stopped immediately and looked back.
Indeed, I only brought Mu Zixi with me, so there was nothing wrong with me!
But such a terrifying truth cannot be told directly.
Without saying anything, he threw four exquisite stones and disappeared at the entrance of the spiritual formation with everyone in the "Cao Li" organization.
"Fuck, what did I just see?"
Although it was only for a moment, the four beads flew up, as if four rounds of blazing sun suddenly rose in front of my eyes, so dazzling.
Everyone was confused.
"Four?"
"How much did he sell just now?"
"Three?"
"Yes, we also sold three at the gate of the town."
"That means that this guy alone has at least ten exquisite stones?"
"My mother..."
After a few bang-dong sounds, those guys who were still stuck in the entrance of the spiritual array, unable to get in, simply offered their knees feebly.
"What's going on with this bitch? Is she so annoying?"
"One person got ten spots in the White Cave?"
"Is this something humans do?"
"Who is this guy?"
The whole place was silent.
An out-of-place retort sounded out of nowhere.
"Actually, this guy is not the most disgusting person."
"You know, I heard that there seems to be a more terrifying monster in Tiansang County and Tiansang City."
"What's wrong?" someone asked.
The man swallowed his saliva and then said uncertainly: "He alone got eighteen spots in the White Cave!"
"hiss!"
Feeling the coolness of the air, Xin rolled his eyes to the sky. He squeezed the formation talisman in his hand and the teleportation spirit formation instantly closed.
His figure also disappeared in an instant.
"Eighteen white cave quotas?"
"Who are you bluffing?"
"The Eighth Sword Immortal doesn't even dare to be so awesome!"
…
There are small paths in the ancient city, where snakes and insects avoid dead grass.
At the gate of an unknown abandoned city in the middle of nowhere, three figures slowly walked out.
Under the afterglow of the setting sun, you can faintly see the blood stains on the bodies of the three people.
The leader was a masked man who was wrapped very tightly, as if he was afraid of being frozen.
This person even walked with his eyes squinted, as if he was seriously ill.
The eyes are turbid and yellow, like a dying person.
"I really didn't expect that this poor place could hide people!"
"And this sword has a really good name."
"Crazy carved sword, cluck cluck..."
Next to him was a man holding an ancient book in one hand, covering his mouth with a chuckle, and holding a sword in the other hand, looking curiously...
man?
This person was wearing a long red gauze skirt, and even the slender fingers that were bent were curved and ridged, making him very delicate.
His makeup is very elegant, with willow-leaf eyebrows and watery eyes.
Looking down again, I see her breasts are voluptuous and her figure is slim.
Even when she talks, she looks like a lady.
If it weren't for the unusually protruding Adam's apple on her neck that couldn't be concealed, I'm afraid everyone would have wrong perceptions of her gender.
"Storyteller, could you please shut up? I feel so frightened just listening to you."
"Why do you want to come back? Isn't it fun in the Central Region? Do you have to come over and get involved?"
"I have you here, that's enough!"
The person standing on one side of him, roaring with goosebumps all over his body, was an old man with a small ax on his waist.
This old man looked very ordinary and had nothing to say.
The woodcutters who cut wood on the mountain all look like this.
"You're a woodcutter, what do you know?"
The man in red dress holding an ancient book in his hand tilted his head slightly, glanced at the old man, and then said sweetly:
"Aren't you worried about your brother's life?"
"If Gou Wuyue hadn't also come to the Eastern Region, would he have had to work so hard and suffer like this?"
As he spoke, he came a little closer to the masked man, put his delicate hands on it gently, and then exhaled like a blue breath: "Brother, do you think so?"
"Cough cough cough!"
The masked man coughed violently, and the smell of blood immediately filled the air.
The two people beside him immediately panicked.
The old man cursed angrily: "Storyteller, take your dirty hands away!"
The man in the red dress became angry instantly, pointed a finger at the old man, and raised the sound level.
"Cenqiaofu, you bastard, what did you say!"
"What's wrong with people?"
"I have just taken a bath after killing people. It's okay if my brother doesn't come with me. I don't mind it."
"You old fool, you don't wash yourself, but you accuse others of being dirty?"
Even when he is angry, his eyes are full of tears.
No matter how high the pitch is, the volume is not loud at all. Instead, it seems like it is being bullied and it will fall on the masked man.
"Brother, the old woodcutter bullied me..."
No matter how seriously ill the masked man was, he still moved a step faster.
Boom!
The man in the red dress, who trusted his "brother" so much, had no defense at all.
He tried to lean on the latter with all his strength, but he made a mistake and hit the ground directly.
Cenqiaofu looked straight ahead, as if he had not seen this person at all, and stepped on his chest with one foot.
"Huh? What is it, a stone, so harsh?"
"you!"
The man in the red dress turned red with anger and panted: "You old fool, I will fight with you!"
After saying this, he opened the ancient book in his hand with one hand.
With a bang, the void exploded, and all the surging spiritual energy of heaven and earth was sucked out in an instant.
In an instant, countless golden hieroglyphics gathered within the pages of the book.
"Roar!"
With a roar, the words merged and turned into a dark dragon head, passing through the boundaries of the page, roaring away towards Cenchofu.
For a moment, the sky and the earth were covered, and the sunset faded into night.
"How dare a mere insect to run rampant?"
Cenqiaofu snorted coldly and did not dare to hesitate. He took a few steps back and took out the small ax from his waist.
However, the moment he raised it high, the tens of thousands of feet-sized dragon head exploded directly in the void and turned into endless points of light and scattered.
Cen Qiaofu's old face didn't even have time to be surprised.
There was only a "pop" sound, and the man in the red dress who was still lying on the ground spat out a mouthful of blood.
He pointed his orchid finger at the old man in front of him in disbelief.
"You, you actually made a sneak attack?"
laugh!
Before he could finish his words, the man in the red dress had his clothes split open at his heart, and he suddenly covered his chest.
"Brother, help!"
The masked man was in front, and even through the mask, you could see his face twitching.
There was a hint of gloom in his eyes, which was then replaced by helplessness.
"Don't mess around." He said weakly.
Cenqiaofu shuddered, trembling, silently turned away the ax, and walked away from the two of them.
"elder brother."
When the man in the red dress looked back at the masked man, his pretty face was filled with pain. He covered his chest and burst into tears: "It hurts so much..."
"stand up."
"People can't get up."
"stand up!"
"I have to pull him up to get him up."
He extended his hand.
The masked man took a deep breath, stepped forward, and slowly took action.
Only then did the man in the red dress break his tears into a smile, carefully avoiding his thumb, and held the masked man's hand.
The intoxicating warmth came and the pores on his whole body dilated.
"Hmm~"
"stand up!"
"You have to pull to get it up... ugh!"
The masked man pulled hard, and the man in the red dress almost felt that his wrist was not broken, and even his breath was cut off.
"Brother," he breathed quickly and suddenly smiled sweetly: "You are so powerful."
Masked man: "..."
He left without looking back.
"Hey, wait a minute!"
The man in the red dress picked up the ancient book and rubbed his painful wrist, "Huh, damn you!"
Seeing that there was no intention of staying in front of him, he put his elbows on his chest and jogged over.
"Brother, this place is so far away from the White Cave. Do you want someone to fly you on my back?"
"No need."
"But if we walk, it will take a long time!"
"Not urgent."
"People will be tired!"
"That's your business."
"Humph! Ignore you!"
The man in the red dress put his hands on his hips and added: "Ignore you for a quarter of an hour!"
Before even a second had passed, looking at the masked man's steps, he felt so distressed that he started talking again.
"Brother's injury hasn't healed yet? He has fallen to the eighth realm of spiritual refining."
"It won't get better."
"I will give my brother some treatment later, and he should be able to stop his decline. At least he will return to his original state, and we can fly together!" He cheered.
"Need not."
The masked man shook his head: "We'll walk over like this, and when we get to the White Cave, we'll be almost ready to pick people up."