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Chapter 638 Doubt

Endless doubts enveloped Li Qingyun.

Tianjiu, the leader of Mingde Hall, and Peng Dahai's puppet entered the forbidden area of ​​Mingde Hall together, and Qiao Wu also followed.

Afterwards, Tianjiu killed Peng Dahai's puppet in public.

After that, all the leaders of the Hades were brought to the astrolabe where the auction was held.

It has been seven or eight days since Li Qingyun and the others found a way to enter Zhulong City, but these seven or eight days were too short.

They have no idea what kind of person Peng Dahai is, nor do they understand the grudge between Tianjiu and Peng Dahai.

But today, things suddenly appeared in front of him, and he really couldn't find a clue for a while.

Although it seemed that Peng Dahai used a puppet to die on his behalf, his intuition told him that the matter would not be that simple.

Li Qingyun grabbed Ren Ren and walked forward, approaching the huge wooden door above.

"Can the system crack the method of opening the wooden door?"

"10 million genius points are needed, but the host's genius points are insufficient."

Li Qingyun was silent. It seemed that the only thing he could do now was to follow the instructions of the mysterious man who left the jade slip and return to the auction temporarily.

With this thought, Li Qingyun left Mingde Hall with Ren Ren.

At the same time, a message was sent to Byron asking where he was.

But Bai Lun did not reply for a long time. An unknown premonition appeared in Li Qingyun's heart. He quickly used his mental power to search for Bai Lun below.

Found it!

At this time, there were dozens of auras surrounding him!



"Hehehe, you can't run away..." Sang Tian looked at Byron with a joking smile on his face. When he was on the Little Holy Road, he remembered Byron's breath, so when he met Byron, he

, and took action to stop him.

"If you are still unwilling to reveal the whereabouts of Xiongqiu, then you should not be so ruthless as my subordinates."

And Byron, with a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth and a giant sword in his hand, was surrounded by dozens of strong men. Half of these dozens of strong men were at the level of commander or above!

As for Byron, he has not yet broken through the Four Symbols Realm!

"Sir, this man has never said a word to us from the beginning to now."

"Not only that, there was no fear in his eyes. I even felt that he was despising me..."

The handsome men who surrounded Byron kept reporting the situation to Sang Tian.

Sang Tian looked at Byron's expression and found that it was indeed the case. Although this man was surrounded and could die at any time, and although his cultivation level was not high, his expression was unusually calm, even so calm that it made

Can you wonder if you are being despised by him?

A trace of annoyance flashed in Sang Tian's eyes. He was of noble origin, born in the Sang family, one of the four great families in Zhulong City, but he could never be proud because he had seen existences many times more noble than himself. That kind of

The dignity and superiority that transcended all made him feel deeply powerless and inferior.

Therefore, he was very tired of people who thought they were great. Now, the almost innate pride in Byron made him very unhappy. Therefore, he decided to show some color to this boy who didn't know the heights of the world.

"If Xiaqiu doesn't come to save him within twenty breaths, I'll cut off his hand!"

Sang Tian's face was a little distorted and he spoke richly to the people around him.

"yes!"

Upon hearing this, Sang Tian's subordinates agreed.

Ten breaths passed and no one came.

Eleven breaths, twelve breaths, thirteen breaths...

Suddenly, the summons token on Byron's waist lit up.

"Oh?" Sang Tian looked at Byron jokingly: "It seems that this is a message sent to you by Zhuoqiu. Why don't you reply quickly and ask for help? Otherwise, your hands will be chopped off by me..."

"This is your sword hand."

When Byron heard this, he tightly grasped the giant sword in his hand, but still did not choose to send a message to Li Qingyun.

When Sang Tian saw that Byron still ignored him, a feeling of contempt suddenly appeared. He felt that his self-esteem had been greatly insulted, and his anger exploded instantly: "I'll take his sword off and chop him!!"

Hearing this, the others laughed ferociously and rushed towards Byron in the middle.

Byron took a deep breath, waved his giant sword, and faced the enemy!

But just when Byron was about to fight to the death with the person in front of him, his eyes suddenly lit up.

He saw,

A huge cyan hand suddenly fell from the sky and smashed down!

boom!!

The giant hand suddenly slammed down, suppressing all the underworld tribesmen who were besieging Sang Tian!

But he only opened a finger gap, leaving Byron's position.

Sang Tian's area was not where he besieged Byron. When he saw this huge palm falling from the sky, he almost collapsed on the ground...

This giant cyan palm came from Li Qingyun, but after Tianjun Peng's transformation, it has changed its appearance. In the eyes of other Nether clans, they can only vaguely see this giant palm, which is earthy yellow in color.

"What kind of dharma is this...Did you inherit the dharma from a certain saint..." Sang Tian turned around and looked at Li Qingyun in shock.

Li Qingyun asked in confusion: "What do you mean by Holy Lord?"

Sang Tiandao: "Didn't you get such a powerful Dharma form from the Holy Lord through the trial of some great force?"

Li Qingyun shrugged and ignored Sang Tian. He went over to pull Byron back and asked, "Are you okay?"

Byron nodded, his face still very calm.

Sang Tian looked at Li Qingyun and said angrily: "So you are a hidden genius! No wonder you were able to take away the benefits of Little Saint Road. Even the Mountain and River Scroll and the Tianjin Furnace fell into your hands!"

Li Qingyun stepped forward, drew his sword, and wanted to teach the young man named Sang Tian a lesson, but at this moment, Bai Lun suddenly grabbed Li Qingyun and said through a message: "There is a master behind Sang Tian!"

Li Qingyun's heart thumped, he knew what this sentence meant!

There is a master hidden behind Sang Tian. Since Bai Lun said so, it means that this master is at least at the Shattering Realm...

The most important thing is that since I just used bluestone, there is no guarantee that the master behind Sang Tian will not notice anything...

In this case...

"What kind of holy dharma are you talking about, what kind of genius are you talking about?"

Li Qingyun suddenly laughed at Sang Tian, ​​and quickly took out a cyan scroll from the storage space: "The move just now was the power of this one-time heaven-level scroll. I am alone on the Zhulong Star Road.

How could a cultivating wild man have any sign of a saint, how could he be a hidden genius..."

"Huh?" Sang Tian looked at Li Qingyun's hand and found that it was indeed a scroll that had just been used. The shock in his heart slowly faded away, and he thought to himself, this Axis Hill is just a low-level Nether Clan, how can there be a chance to participate in it?

Enlightenment of the Dharma of the Saint...

It turns out that this is a trick in the scroll. This explanation seems more reasonable...

Li Qingyun, taking advantage of Sang Tian's slightly distracted moment, quickly left and fled towards the auction.

The powerful being behind Sang Tian seemed to see that Li Qingyun was not a threat or anything special. He was approaching the auction at this time, so he did not take action against him on Sang Tian's behalf.

Ren Ren patted his chest and seemed very happy that they had escaped.

But Li Qingyun was thoughtful at this moment. He thought of...

I just deliberately showed weakness because I found someone behind Sang Tian, ​​so I had no choice but to act...

And on the top floor of Mingde Hall, Tianjiu and "Peng Dahai",

Could it also be a performance?

But, who planned this performance?


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