"Get out of the way, dare to take a step closer, believe it or not, old lady, I will kill you with an axe" A cultivator just wanted to get close to Wang Ruochen, waiting for an opportunity to approach the front of the team, but was immediately discovered by Wang Ruochen, and immediately there was a roar, almost breaking the cultivator's eardrums.
Swallowing his saliva, the cultivator glanced at the giant axe behind Wang Ruochen, and after his eyes were entangled for a while, he snorted coldly or chose to leave, not daring to take a step forward to provoke Wang Ruochen's majesty.
As for the reason, if not because of anything else, the spiritual pressure that erupted from the nature of the demonstration when Wang Ruochen roared in anger had already frightened the cultivator: it was not something he could resist at all.
"It seems that rumors from the outside world are not enough to explain their terribleness, this sense of oppression, at least it is also the strength of the four changes."
One of the cultivators was taken aback, and the other cultivators who wanted to squeeze into the wind and dust suddenly stopped, and their hearts retreated.
The reason is also very simple, when Wang Ruochen's spiritual pressure burst out, he didn't just go to the first cultivator who ate the crab, but also shocked these cultivators who had abnormal behaviors, which was quite a bit of a chicken and monkey example.
In this case, other cultivators who are about to move must also weigh something in their hearts, Wang Ruochen's strength is the Four Transformations of Gathering Spirits, and there are four other people behind Wang Ruochen, who may have the same strength or even higher.
In other words, Aochen is a combination of five Gathering Spirits and four transformations, this kind of combat power, do cultivators really want to risk offending them and squeeze in front of the door The answer is no, not to mention that Aochen himself is powerful and makes them tremble, just seeing Aochen forming an alliance with the celestial phenomena, the cultivators have already given Aochen a label in their hearts that they can't be messed with.
Maybe someone dares to provoke, but it is definitely not these cultivators who can't even occupy a single door: the real powerhouse of Yanlun City is the eight forces that occupy the eight gates, and there is nothing to be afraid of.
"It seems that the worry is unnecessary, these guys don't dare to lean over at all."
Glancing at the frightened cultivators around him, Leng Tomb's face couldn't help but show a sarcastic smile, and he said without lowering his voice, as if he was provoking the other party.
"Okay, Leng Tomb, let's go in too, don't make any trouble."
Fengchen shook his head and said.
Although it is unlikely that the surrounding cultivators will lose their minds and rush to the future because of Leng Tomb's provocation, it is difficult to guarantee that there will be no emergencies, so they speak out to dissuade Leng Tomb.
Seeing that they want to be able to enter the auction house, if something goes wrong, they will lose themselves.
"Ahh Casually replying to the wind and dust, Leng Tomb turned around and stopped looking at the cultivators around him, but he still couldn't bear the loneliness and left a provocation.
"Okay, don't talk about it, the celestial people are almost finished, follow up and don't fall behind."
Fengchen said helplessly, the group of Celestial Mercenaries in front of them was about to end, followed by Fengchen himself.
At this time, Wang Ruochen was already with the three of them, closely following the Celestial Elephant Mercenary Group, and was about to enter the auction house, and there was only the cold tomb here, and he was still here to provoke the surrounding cultivators, with a posture of not being afraid of the chaos in the world.
As for Fengchen, he was helplessly sent by Wang Ruochen to come and live in the cold tomb, don't let the cold tomb quarrel with others, and don't let him fall behind.
"Brother Fengchen, you are worried too much, these guys don't have the courage to make a move, really, I thought that there would be a guy who didn't want to die to jump out and die, but all of them were so daring."
Leng Tomb pursed his lips a little dissatisfied, still ignoring Fengchen's persuasion, and said to himself, his words were full of provocation and dissatisfaction, once again touching the nerves of other cultivators.
Hearing Leng Tomb say this, Fengchen couldn't help but smile bitterly: This kid, others are out to die, and if they don't come out, they are cowardly, what do they want these cultivators to do to be satisfied, and they can't help but sympathize with the surrounding cultivators, obviously the decision they made is very rational, but they are going to be ridiculed by Leng Tomb, and they can't vent their resentment and anger.
"Okay, okay, let's go in, don't talk so much nonsense."
Seeing that Caixing and Wang Ruochen had already begun to walk towards the door, Fengchen didn't care so much, grabbed the collar of the cold tomb, and dragged the cold tomb to the door while complaining.
At the same time, Fengchen's other hand was tightly holding Zi Xuanying's soft and petite hand.
"It's a bit inconvenient."
Fengchen couldn't help but complain in his heart, but he didn't let go of any of his hands.
"Hey, hey, brother, what are you doing grabbing my clothes, it's hard for me to walk, let go, let go, let go" Fengchen was still complaining in his heart, and the cold tomb here was completely stunned, and he struggled with some crying and laughing. was about to shut up with Wang Ruochen and Caixing in front of him, but before he could turn around, he felt that the clothes on the back of his neck were pulled by a huge force, and then turned into this somewhat embarrassing posture now, Leng Tomb didn't know what to say.
"Who told you not to listen to what you say, didn't you see that the group leader and Shi Yu don't want to care about you" Fengchen complained, but he didn't mean to let go, and dragged the cold tomb to continue walking, and soon came to the steps of the eight doors.
At this time, Wang Ruochen Caixing and Shi Yu were about to walk into the auction house, and when they saw Fengchen grabbing the cold tomb over, Wang Ruochen was immediately happy: "Poof, Fengchen did a good job, and he actually used this way to catch this kid." ” "Hey, don't get me wrong, eldest sister, I'm not forced, if I don't want to, Brother Fengchen won't be able to catch me."
Leng Tomb couldn't help but explain, but in connection with his current posture, this explanation was really a bit weak.
Wang Ruochen pursed his lips and said, obviously not believing Leng Tomb's words: "Okay, don't quibble, I'll go in too."
By the way, the positions of the three of you are 75 to 77, but don't be mistaken, you know" After speaking, Wang Ruochen walked into the door without looking back, disappearing into the darkness, not even leaving a trace of breath.
"Let's go, Leng Tomb, Ying'er" did not hesitate, Fengchen let go of his two hands at the same time, took Zi Xuanying forward, and motioned Zi Xuanying to go first.
The stairs can only accommodate one person at a time, so you have to let go of your hands And at the moment when Fengchen let go of his hand, Zi Xuanying was about to nod and walk forward, while Leng Tomb was still tidying up his posture, suddenly several strong winds attacked from all directions at the same time, bringing strong spiritual power fluctuations and bursts of powerful spiritual pressure, instantly surrounding the three of Fengchen.
"Ah, I didn't expect that there are really people who are not afraid of death, this time there is fun."
Immediately noticing that there was an attack by a cultivator, Leng Tomb was not only shocked, but also showed a somewhat strange evil smile on his face.
Perhaps, this is the result he has been expecting for a long time.
"So it's what you want, and you have to do this kind of thing at this time."
Fengchen glanced at Leng Tomb, said a little helplessly, and then moved his hand, and a gust of wind rose from the ground, gently pushing Zi Xuanying, who was stunned on the stairs, and said: "Okay, in that case, Ying'er, you go in first, and I went in with Leng Tomb Ma." ” "Well, Brother Feng, hurry up."
The sluggishness instantly turned into an innocent smile, Zi Xuanying nodded and said with a smile.
Then, under the wind and dust swept up, the delicate figure danced to the stairs and left the battlefield.
And at the moment when Zi Xuanying nodded, the attacks that came from all directions finally fell to the wind dust and cold tomb, and in an instant, a burst of spiritual power surged in front of the stairs, followed by bursts of thick smoke, completely blocking the line of sight.
"Yo, it's not a real attack, it's a trick, it looks pretty smart, you know how to use this kind of thing to confuse your vision, and then take the opportunity to sneak in" Seeing the appearance of smoke, Leng Tomb was not surprised, and at the same time, the two bishou on his waist were pulled out at the same time, condensed his spiritual power and turned around, and stabbed directly in a certain direction: "It's a pity, you played a sneak attack and met the ancestor of the sneak attack" The "cross cut" was accompanied by a soft cry from the cold tomb, and the two bishou shous slashed through the two cross trajectories, leaving behind a scarlet cross slash, and the direction of this cross slash was exactly passing by a cultivator who came from a sneak attack.
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"Hmph" I only heard a muffled snort, a few drops of cold liquid splashed on my face, and Leng Tomb had a cruel smile on his face, and mocked softly: "Look, didn't I kill you immediately?"
At the same time, the battle on Fengchen's side also quietly kicked off.
"Really, if you come out with this method, isn't it impossible to see anything" Looking at the smoke that was so thick that he couldn't see anything, Fengchen said with some unhappiness, and at the same time, spiritual power and spiritual power operated at the same time: "The wind breaks, and the magic fire ignites" In the next second, a strong gust of wind rose out of thin air, completely blowing away the smoke that filled the eyes, clearing the entire area of sight.
The demon fire that followed directly ignited a large area of magic fire, which quickly spread out in front of the wind and dust.
"What the hell is this" The moment the demonic fire appeared, the two cultivators who had originally rushed in front of Fengchen and were preparing to launch an attack in the dense fog suddenly panicked, and this momentary flaw also left Fengchen the best opportunity to attack.
"It's no wonder that the two Gathering Spirits have changed three times, without this kind of strength, it's hard to imagine that they would do such a thing.
It's just that," glancing at the cultivation of the two cultivators in front of him, Fengchen turned his words around, and said with some disdain: "Just this kind of strength, if you want to sneak away from me, you can't help but underestimate me, see if I don't give you a big gift, Wind Gathering Fire Extra-Large Edition" As soon as the words fell, the demonic fire that was originally just entwining the two cultivators instantly became irritable, making the faces of the two cultivators who had just barely adapted to the burning of the demonic fire change greatly.
At the same time, around the cultivator, more and more intense demonic fires quickly emerged, converging towards the heart at a speed visible to the naked eye, and forcibly compressed at the wind pressure in éi, gradually forming a huge sphere.
"It's not good, this thing is trying to trap us to death" One of its cultivators' face changed suddenly, turned his head and said to his companion in a hurry: "This thing may want to trap us here, use the strongest attack martial arts, and forcibly break through this thing" As he spoke, he began to use the spiritual power of his whole body, preparing to relieve the predicament in front of him with one blow.
"Correct judgment," Hearing the cultivator's words, Feng Chen's face couldn't help but show an expression of approval, which immediately turned into mockery: "It's a pity that there isn't so much time left for you here" He didn't give praise to the actions that the cultivator was about to take in front of him.
It's a pity that Fengchen's taunt didn't hear the cultivator in front of him, but he also immediately discovered the naivety of his thoughts.
The reason is that the demonic fire that surrounds his body gradually thickens to the point that he can barely breathe, and even his movement begins to be affected, and the pain caused by the burning is even more heartbreaking.
"These two boys, how can they be so terrifying" At this point, the cultivator was finally a little scared.
Originally, I thought that it was just two Gathering Spirits and two changes, and the strength was as rumored, and there might be three or even four changes, but under the sneak attack, they should still be able to find a chance to win, not to mention that their purpose was just to take advantage of the chaos to enter the auction house The three cultivators were already very careful, and they didn't make a move at the beginning, but at the end when only the Wind and Dust Cold Tomb and the Oil Bottle Zi Xuanying were left.
Originally, in their minds, the three gathering spirits and three changes, taking advantage of the chaos, Fengchen and Leng Tomb have four changes in combat power, and with one Zi Xuanying, I am afraid it will also be stretched.
Unexpectedly, Zi Xuanying was sent away by Fengchen at the moment they made a move, and the reactions of Leng Tomb and Fengchen were also extremely sensitive and terrifying: it didn't look like they were being attacked at all.
As for the combat power of the two, the three cultivators also experienced it at this moment: the rumored strength was terrifying.
"Ahh I also blame you, I just want to make a move when Ying'er's little sister is here, so that it is strange that Brother Fengchen is not angry" Leng Tomb chattered endlessly, and the object of his confiding was a pale-faced young cultivator, who was sitting on the ground at the moment, and a cross blood mark on his chest was very conspicuous, it was the cultivator who had just been killed by Leng Tomb.
While talking, Leng Tomb put Bishou on the neck of this year's cultivator, but his eyes had already skimmed away from the dusty battlefield on the side, and he took in the giant magic fireball that had already formed: "The condensation speed was much faster before, even if it was a sneak attack, it had a certain effect, if you were killed by this trick, it would be really uncomfortable." ” Speaking of this, Leng Tomb gently patted the forehead of the cultivator in front of him with bishou, and hung up the signboard with an evil smile: "This uncle, you can pray well, pray that my companion is not particularly angry, otherwise, your companion may be missing arms and legs."
"Leng Tomb didn't say that death was possible, because it was impossible for Fengchen to kill the other party because of this kind of thing.
It's better to say, "It's not easy to let Brother Fengchen kill people."
Leng Tomb couldn't help but think.
And at this moment, after seeing that the giant magic fireball was completely condensed, looking at the two cultivators who had no power to struggle in the ball, Fengchen said calmly: "Since you dare to sneak attack, you have to pay the price, as the chicken that kills chickens and monkeys, it is not okay not to teach you some lessons, otherwise, these monkeys around me may not be able to help but rush over, so," Fengchen's face sank, and his right hand suddenly shook it, and he threw it violently, and the huge magic fireball in front of him suddenly shot out into the air.
Only a "boom" was heard, and the giant magic fireball exploded in the air more than ten meters away from the wind and dust.
What appeared in front of the cultivator was the rich demonic fire that floated in the air and filled half the sky, as well as the two cultivators who were directly killed by the wind and flames, like a kite with a broken string, and their lives and deaths were uncertain
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