It seems that because the Barter Conference is approaching, the atmosphere in Mangniu City has become increasingly turbulent, and strong men from the surrounding ancient lands are arriving in droves.
Even warriors from ancient places such as Chaoge and Xiaoshan, who are far away from each other, have arrived.
Of course, they can travel across thousands of rivers and mountains.
These people are at least in the spirit-taking realm.
Even in the past two days, a rainbow light penetrated the sky above Mangniu City, like a blazing red cloud, exaggerating the boundless brilliance.
It stayed for half a day before disappearing.
It was the trace left by a strong man in the totem realm.
Martial arts practice, body casting, and divine treasures are the foundation of the realm.
Only when you step into the spirit-catching realm can you barely qualify to travel to various ancient places.
And for most warriors, the totem realm is a natural chasm.
After all, if you want to condense totems, you can't.
It's not just a fantasy.
For those ancient tribes with totem inheritance, this realm is easier to say, but for the vast majority of warriors, it is more like a gap that separates the path of martial arts practice.
At this point, the road to martial arts practice begins to become steeper.
Even for those whose luck is declining, every step will be difficult.
Therefore, for the strong, treasures that can be beneficial to improving their cultivation will be discovered once they are discovered.
Get as much as you can.
The morning sun was rising, and the huge shadow of Mang Niu still vaguely remained on the vast land.
Qingyang Huan stepped out of the stone courtyard, and Lu Xiong and Mu Yuan followed him towards the position of the bull's head in Mang Niu Mountain.
Even though there are still traces of night in the winding city, it has become bustling with people, with countless rangers and warriors from the tribe gathering.
The location of the bartering meeting was above the Niutou of the entire Mangniu Mountain.
There was a smooth mountain top.
The sky wind was howling.
Soon Qingyanghuan and the other two people came to the Niutou.
Looking up, they saw a winding mountain road, starting from The cow's back extends to the top of its head.
"Participate in the Barter Conference, each person will receive 10,000 low-grade blood essence stones, or 100 medium-grade blood essence stones."
The warrior guarding the mountain road swept over Qingyang Huan and the others and shouted in a cold voice.
Blood Essence Stones naturally have grades.
Qingyang Huan uses low-grade Blood Essence Stones for his cultivation.
One middle-grade Blood Essence Stone is worth a hundred low-grade Blood Essence Stones, and the middle-grade Blood Essence Stones are enough for a strong person in the Totem Realm to replenish. blood.
Qingyang Huan didn't pay attention to the warrior's cold drink.
With a wave of his hand, a stream of bright red blood rolled out from the bone pattern space like a long river and landed on a smooth stone seat nearby.
Thirty thousand pieces of low-grade blood essence stone After paying the blood essence stone, Qingyang Huan walked up the stone steps toward the top of the cow's head.
The winding mountain road was built at the steepest point of the mountain.
It undulated like a dragon.
The sky wind was constantly sweeping around him, and the whistling sound passed through his ears.
On the side, it exploded like thunder.
"ah" Suddenly, exclamations rang out, and a young warrior on the mountain road was blown by the oncoming sky wind.
His feet slipped and even though the blood all over his body was splashed, he could not break through the sky wind and fell down the mountain.
At the bottom of Mangniu Mountain, warriors have already gathered together.
They raised their heads and looked towards the top of the mountain.
Divine light burst out from their eyes, as if they were eager to try.
They were the warriors waiting for them to fall from the mountain.
Of course, they were not going.
We are waiting for resources to come from heaven.
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"Don't set foot here if you don't have the Soul Capturing Realm cultivation or protection.
You will waste tens of thousands of Blood Essence Stones and risk your life."
"Only the young and powerful people at the top of the ranking list can survive Tianfeng on the top of Mangniu Mountain with the help of the peak level of Shen Zang.
If you want to experience it, you have to see if you have that ability."
Huhuhu The sky wind surges, as if falling from the top of the Nine Heavens, each one has the power to tear blood and bones, impacting the mountain road from all directions.
When Qingyang Huan stepped onto the top of Mangniu Mountain, he was stopped again.
This was a warrior in the Soul Photographing Realm.
"If you want to participate in the Barter Conference, you need to bring out at least one treasure that supports the Barter Conference."
Although Qingyang Huan was followed by two Soul-Shooting Realm warriors, the warrior was not surprised.
Every bartering meeting had descendants of some wealthy families coming.
However, being able to wade through the wind on the mountain road alone, obviously He is also extremely talented.
Without saying anything, Qingyang Huan moved his hands, and a bone box appeared, exuding an aura of decay and desolation.
"Water of Styx" The warrior's eyes lit up, and he immediately said: "Okay, you are qualified to participate in the Barter Conference.
This is your guide."
After taking the palm-sized bone guide thrown by the warrior, there were faint cloud patterns flickering on it, creating a faint cloud.
Qingyang Huan walked towards the top of the cow's head, but the strange thing was that the countless figures approaching on the mountain road disappeared without a trace once they stepped on the top of the cow's head.
Buzz Like ripples of water, Qingyang Huan walked forward no more than ten feet when he felt his eyes were in a trance, and then he felt as if he had crashed into the clouds and mist in the sky.
Formation He took a deep breath and looked around.
He saw a hazy scene with figures around him, but there was a thick fog and only the general outline could be seen clearly.
He led Lu Xiong and Mu Yuan to find a place to sit down.
There was a hazy figure not far away, obviously waiting for the start of the barter conference.
Behind the barter conference in Mangniu Mountain is a mysterious force.
However, over the years, no one has been able to confirm whether it is a mysterious ancient tribe, a human race's Zhenjiang Mansion, or even the two major forces in Mangniu Mountain.
Ranger, facing this force, was honest and did not dare to say anything at all.
However, no matter which power it is, it has the power to make people tremble.
The warriors who have aroused greed in the Barter Conference over the years are all buried under Mangniu Mountain.
Soon, the space where the clouds and mist rolled was filled with warriors.
Qingyang Huan looked around and saw that there were about five hundred people, more than 80% of whom were warriors in the Soul-Shooting Realm.
For any ancient tribe in the Lashan Ancient Land, , is a terrifying number.
More than 400 warriors in the Soul-Taking Realm There might even be some Totem realm warriors among them.
All the warriors were several feet away from each other, and the clouds and mist were rolling in between them, making it difficult to see the warriors' faces. puff A cold snort exploded, causing many warriors in the entire cloud sea space to look sideways.
They saw the luck rolling and exploding.
A middle-aged warrior was covered in blood, his face was as pale as paper, and his eyes were filled with horror.
"Peeping at other warriors at will will disqualify you from bartering."
Before anyone could react, the golden light from the top of the sky fell like a river from the sky, knocking out the middle-aged warrior and causing clouds to billow all over the sky.
"Don't worry, everyone, everyone who comes to participate in the Barter Conference is guaranteed to be safe."
The terrifying power passed through the cloud space and then fell down.
Totem realm There was also horror in Qingyang Huan's eyes.
No wonder no one could find out the power behind the Barter Conference.
Such a strong man in Lashan was enough to scare all prying eyes
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