I Just Want To Quietly Kill Monsters And Upgrade

Tiansha City, the auction is about to begin.

In a luxurious hall, a silver-haired old man sat in the first seat with a gloomy expression.

Below the silver-haired elders stood more than a dozen cultivators. Most of their Cultivation Bases were Realm, and there were three or four Mahayana strong men. They looked respectful and seemed a little afraid of the silver-haired elders.

The silver-haired old man asked coldly: "How are you doing? Are there any clues?"

Everyone remained silent, and apparently did not find any useful clues.

At this time, an elderly man in black said: "Master, my subordinates have found out that some people have been trading intensively in major cities recently, and many of the items traded are very similar to those that Feng Tianji was robbed. It's just that, The subordinates found out that the Cultivation Base for the intensive shots is not high, only the Realm of the stage of transformation."

"The Cultivation Base of the Transcendental Stage?"

The silver-haired old man groaned, and said, "I thought of a person who once made a big noise in the Tianba Association and brought it down."

The black-clothed old man was shocked: "Is the Lord talking about the ancient sword saint?"

At this time, a cultivator wearing brown clothes with an ugly face said: "The subordinates heard that this person is good at the art of clone. The person who enters and exits the Dafang City must be the clone of the ancient sword saint."

The silver-haired old man said: "This person is out of sight. He used the Cultivation Base to fight against the four Elders of the Tianba Association during the Cultivation Base. He was extremely powerful. So Feng Tianji of the Foggy Alliance was easily suppressed by him. He was so crazy to snatch the fog. The alliance’s materials definitely want to participate in the auction."

The black-clothed old man said: "If this is the case, then we will set up a net around the auction. As long as the ancient sword saint dares to participate in the auction, I will wait for him to have no way to the sky and no way into the earth."

A purple-clothed cultivator said, "What if the Ancient Sword Saint Sect is a clone? What should I do?"

The black-clothed old man sneered: "If he sends a clone, then it's okay. We will take away his storage ring. Can he swallow this breath?"

The silver-haired old man nodded and said: "If this is the case, then do what Fei said. I will go to the auction in person and meet this ancient sword saint for a while to see if he is as powerful as the rumors. ."

The black-clothed old man said: "With the strength of the Lord, there is no one under the immortal. How can an ancient sword saint escape the palm of the Lord?"

The silver-haired old man said blankly: "Confidence is a good thing, but if you are too confident, then you are arrogant. If the ancient sword saint is so simple, then Tianba will not collapse. Okay, Fei, you plan A plan is enough as long as it can delay the time for the holy tea of ​​the ancient waste sword."

The black-clothed old man solemnly said: "Yes, Lord, I will do my best in the future, and I will definitely leave the ancient sword saint behind."

...

Although the Foggy Alliance was robbed of treasures worth tens of billions, which caused some sensation, the auction hosted by the Tiansha Gang was still held as scheduled.

Yang Fan turned into a white-clothed boy, holding a white paper fan, with a handsome appearance.

He walked on the streets of Tiansha City, attracting the attention of many female cultivators, and some male cultivators showed expressions of contempt.

A little white face, what should I pay attention to? If it hadn't been in Tiansha City, it is estimated that someone would have attacked him long ago. A cultivator in the stage of transforming gods, dare to show off like this, isn't it a death?

Yang Fan walked on the street on his own, paying no attention to the gaze around him. The reason why he has to dress up like this is of course to avoid the eyes and ears of the chasers. After all, he has become a thorn in the eyes of many powerful people now. If he is recognized, it will be troublesome.

"Twenty billion Spirit Stones, to win the first rank elixir, should be more than enough, right?"

Yang Fan thought in his heart that he had already inquired about the price of the elixir. Generally speaking, a better elixir, 3.4 billion Spirit Stones is enough, if it is the best elixir, 10 billion Spirit Stones should also be enough.

The seven-element elixir of the first rank is considered a good elixir, and ten billion Spirit Stones are enough.

And Yang Fan made up 20 billion Spirit Stones, enough for him to show off his skills at the auction.

The Tiansha Gang held an auction and published invitation posts widely, but all cultivators with a little reputation were invited.

Yang Fan is also well-known, and he is naturally among the invitations. It's just that he was out there, and the auction people couldn't find him. Therefore, Yang Fan did not receive the invitation.

In the back hall of the auction, the retired elder ice demon of the Tiansha Gang and Bing Linglong from the Ice God Palace are discussing important matters.

The ice demon said: "This ancient sword saint is really going to cause trouble. He even snatched the supplies of the Fog Alliance. This auction is not quiet!"

Bing Linglong said coldly: "He can make trouble anywhere, but if he dares to make trouble in Tiansha City, I can't spare him."

The ice demon smiled slightly, and said, "This person has the ability to escape, and I am afraid that it will be difficult to catch up with him by your means."

Bing Linglong said: "Why should I chase him? As long as I meet him, my thought is enough to kill him."

The ice demon shook his head and said, "You look down on this person too much. Even if it's me, I don't dare to kill him in seconds. The supernatural powers of space are the top god-tier skills. If he can comprehend the laws of space, it would be a fairyland. The strong, I’m afraid I can’t do anything with him."

Bing Linglong said, "Uncle Master looked at him too highly. The old demon Feng came to the auction in person, and I think the ancient sword saint is a lot of evil."

The ice demon said: "Don't underestimate the ancient sword saint. I don't know the details of this person. If you encounter him in the future, try not to conflict with him. Otherwise, you will easily suffer a big loss. Tianba will The Alliance and the Foggy Sky are role models."

After listening to Bing Linglong, she was very disapproving. She is now the pinnacle of the Mahayana Cultivation Base, can she still be afraid that a cultivator will fail? It's ridiculous.

Seeing Bing Linglong's disapproval look, the Bing Demon sighed a little. This girl is good at everything, but her temperament is too arrogant. No one except him, the uncle, To put in one's eyes, this temperament, It will definitely suffer a big loss in the future.

"I'm not at ease when I go to the heavens!" The Ice Demon said in his heart. In name, Bing Linglong is his master nephew, but in fact, the Ice Demon already regards her as a direct disciple and cares about her very much.

At this time, Bing Linglong said the doubt in her heart: "Uncle Master, the first rank elixir has a great effect on you, why should the elixir be auctioned off? Are you trying to bring out the ancient sword saint?"

The ice demon said: "This is only one of them. This first-rank elixir has the function of purifying Spiritual Roots, but when it reaches the heavens, the effect is not very obvious. Only by auctioning it out for some treasures can the value of this elixir be reflected."

"Ancient Sword Saint again!"

Bing Linglong was a little unhappy in her heart. It was a taboo of Cultivation World for this person to extract Spiritual Roots from others, so Bing Linglong looked very uncomfortable with him.

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