Lin Zixuan stood aside, silent, looking at Xu Teng's embarrassed look and couldn't help laughing.
The woman in the blue skirt smiled and turned around, leaving behind a charming and charming back figure.
Xu Teng's face turned red with embarrassment, his eyes wandered around uneasily, and he coughed slightly.
"Damn it, what evil have I done? God doesn't want to see me so much." He cursed in his heart. Looking at the man's smiling face, he wanted to push him to the ground and beat him randomly.
The man's face was full of joy. Even if the Fu Shen Ling was replaced, he would not be too much off if the three Horcruxes and the yellow stone yielded a lot of treasures.
There were also some people watching on the sidelines. After hearing this, they bought the surrounding yellow stones one after another. At one time, several old men in cloth were carving them together. It was so spectacular!
Lin Zixuan simply bought one. The yellow stone was not heavy, weighing only dozens of kilograms, and the price was only a few thousand bloodline coins.
Xu Teng came over, looked at the yellow stone that Lin Zixuan bought, his face darkened, and asked: "Brother Lin, am I a lucky boy?"
Lin Zixuan chuckled and said: "Brother Xu is serious, you are just unlucky."
The corner of Xu Teng's mouth twitched. He looked at the light that appeared after the yellow stone was cut, and the cheers and thanksgivings to him. He wished he could find a hole in the ground and crawl into it.
The yellow stone shrank at a speed visible to the naked eye. In everyone's surprise, a palm-sized stone scale appeared. The texture on it was clearly visible, and there was a faint evil energy emanating from it.
"This object fell off the body of a powerful monster in the blood infant realm. Because it has been hidden underground for many years, its essence has been lost, but it is still indestructible." The old man held the scales in his eyes with admiration, and handed it to Lin Zixuan.
Lin Zixuan thanked him. The stone scales were extremely rough and looked like calluses in his hand. He casually put them into the space pendant.
Amid everyone's excitement, there was a rather harsh voice, "Which grandson is trying to steal my master's business? Come forward and I promise not to beat you to death."
Lin Zixuan exclaimed, and then his body trembled slightly. This man was clearly the man who claimed to be a master before. The way he sat on the ground and set up a stall was still fresh in Lin Zixuan's memory.
He was aggressive and extremely angry. He was negotiating with people, but in the blink of an eye, the crowd around him was reduced by half. Then he shook his head and looked for it, but there was no one around him. Even the person he was negotiating with just now disappeared.
, how can he not be angry?
"Coward, do you dare to do this?" He cursed, saying almost all the vicious words, as if that person had a sworn hatred against him.
Xu Teng couldn't help it, and wanted to stand up and argue, but when he saw a group of people striding forward, his color suddenly changed, his heart was pounding, and his face was full of shock.
The movement was so loud that almost everyone turned to look. The group of people were dressed in white Taoist robes. The pattern of the medicine cauldron on their left chest clearly indicated their identity. They belonged to the Yaowang Pavilion.
Less than two hours after the Fu Shen Order appeared, Yaowang Pavilion appeared in Jubaozhai, which shows how powerful it is.
The man who issued the Fu Shen Order also breathed heavily, secretly congratulating himself on the wise choice he made.
"Your Majesty, Yaowang Pavilion, is here to bring glory to this place. I'm sorry for being so far away from you." The old man in gray robes in the air laughed like a bell. He stepped down and walked towards the group of people.
In the Yaowang Pavilion, a middle-aged man walked forward. His temples were covered with silver threads and his body was majestic. He was very extraordinary.
"Mr.
"Fellow Taoist Chuanqiong, you have come a long way and have been tired from traveling all the way. Sit down, have a cup of tea and chat slowly." The old man in gray robe said in a calm tone.
The middle-aged man's face was condensed, a little dissatisfied, and his voice was a bit colder.
"Mr. Xuan, this matter is of great importance. Please pay attention to it."
"Bai Chuan Qiong, the Poria Divine Order is already part of my Jubaozhai. If you want to take it back, I'm sorry to have to obey." The old man in gray robe snorted coldly and made his attitude clear.
The middle-aged man was indignant. He suppressed the anger in his heart. If anyone had stood in front of him and dared to speak to him like this, he would have slapped him to death.
"Xuan Chunfeng, you have to think clearly. The matter of the sacred objects is related to our Yaowang Pavilion and the Danling Alliance. Do you really want to interfere with Jubaozhai?" The middle-aged man said coldly.
The strong man hiding in the dark must tear this place apart.
"The God's Order of Fu was issued from Huangshi, and I, Jubaozhai, paid a price in exchange for it. You, Yaowang Pavilion, brought people here to ask for things without saying a word. Are you deceiving me that there is no one in Jubaozhai?" The old man in gray robe spoke sharply and pointed directly at the target.
young man.
At the same time, three old men walked out. Their auras were powerful and majestic, and with strong coercion, they attacked the people in Yaowang Pavilion.
Bai Chuanqiong's eyes were startled, and his mind fluctuated a little. Those three people were all at the peak of the Blood Soul Realm, and their auras were restrained and deep.
Then, three more old men slowly moved forward from behind. To his surprise, there were three people approaching him from his left and right sides.
Everyone around was dumbfounded, and their hearts were extremely horrified, shocked by the power of Jubaozhai's foundation.
But Xu Teng lowered his head and did not dare to look directly at him. He was afraid that others would recognize his identity and get involved in this dispute.
Lin Zixuan watched silently. This was a collision between two superpowers and had little to do with unrelated people like them.
"Xuan Chunfeng, do you, Jubaozhai, want to declare war on me, Yaowang Pavilion?" His expression was extremely cold, and the powerful soul fluctuations rolled like waves, forming a monstrous force that oppressed everyone's minds.
"boom!"
Everyone yelled, their breaths were disordered, and their faces were pale. They were thankful that the fluctuation was not directed at them, otherwise they would have been stunned at the moment of the attack.
Lin Zixuan put his hand on his head. The fluctuations in his soul were terrifying and boundless. Even his own strength in the middle stage of the Human Soul Realm was somewhat unbearable. His mind was buzzing and trembling.
"Bai Chuanqiong, you are too presumptuous. You have caused trouble in my treasure gathering house. Have you ever thought about the consequences?" The gray-robed old man frowned, then looked at the unkind eyes, shouted coldly, and said: "Take it down.
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"You dare? Our Medicine King Pavilion and the Danling Alliance are one and the same. This time I personally invited them to represent the will of both of them. Do you still want to take action?" His voice was loud, as if he was questioning, but at the same time,
With fear in their hearts, the twelve top Blood Soul Realm experts took action together, and the outcome was no longer in suspense.
The old man in gray robe had a dim look in his eyes, and then he sighed secretly and shook his head, "There are no rules, and if we let you go, where will the face of our Jubaozhai be? How can we gain a foothold in this capital of the galaxy?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the twelve old men emitted vast fluctuations of spiritual energy, instantly converging into a powerful force that seemed to suppress everything.
Lin Zixuan was shocked. The Fu Shen Order incident had already caused a huge commotion! (To be continued)