The auction held by Baoxuan this time attracted almost all monks from Mingzhen. The items listed in the list were too tempting, and any item would be of great benefit to them in improving their cultivation.

These human realm monks arrived at the gate of the trading city early. While they were excited, there was also a trace of fear. Because streams of light were constantly flying from the sky and entering the city. Judging from the power emitted by those streams of light,

None of them could match them. Even the two ancestors of Qingfeng and Bingyuan felt chills in their hearts.

From a distance, Li Yun saw dozens of people standing in front of the gate of the trading city. After landing, the two people stepped forward. Li Yun asked in a low voice: "Sister, don't they know that there are monks from outside the world coming here?"

?With their strength, they can't compete with others, so why are they still flocking to each other?"

Ye Wumei smiled disdainfully and said: "What the monks only want is to improve their cultivation. This not only means an increase in strength, but also, what is more exciting, is an extension of life. Some people are willing to give up the entire sect for these. So,

It’s not an exaggeration for them to come here with a sense of luck.”

Li Yun raised his head and glanced at the streaks of light passing by in the sky. Li Yun frowned slightly, feeling even more worried: "I hope Mingzhen won't be involved this time!"

Ye Wumei understood Li Yun's mentality at this time very well, and couldn't help but hold Li Yun's hand tightly.

"Two ancestors, Sect Master Bai, Li Yun is a little late! Why don't you go in? Are you waiting for Senior Chongming and Senior Han Bing?" Li Yun walked up and greeted the familiar people with a smile, worry in his eyes.

Hide them all.

The old Taoist in gray laughed and said: "Chongming and the others will not come. There must be a caretaker left in the sect. We are here to wait for the monks who have obtained the jade slips. We will enter together after everyone has arrived, so that we can

Those monks from outside the world have seen that we are truly of the same mind! Why, are you the only one from your Yunhai Sect who is here?"

Ancestor Bingyuan and Bai Wannian felt a chill in their hearts: "If you are afraid and don't dare to go in, just say so. Why do you find such a high-sounding reason?" The more they looked at it, the more they felt that Patriarch Qingfeng's smile was vulgar, and neither of them could bear it.

Just turn your head away and stop looking at him.

Li Yun smiled slightly and said: "My master came to tell me that I alone can represent the Yunhai Sect, so no more people will be sent!"

The old man in gray gave out two dry laughs, stretched out his hand and said, "That's it, let's go into the city now!"

The arrival of Li Yun gave all the monks confidence. The scene of Li Yun facing the nine-color thunder alone left a deep impression on them. Although no one said it verbally, Li Yun was the most important person in Mingzhen.

Strong combat power has become the default fact in everyone's mind.

After some mutual humility, Li Yun and Ye Wumei took the lead, followed by the two ancestors and Bai Wannian, leading dozens of god-transformation monks into the trading city.

Getting closer and closer to the central hall, Li Yun couldn't help but feel a little nervous. He had never dealt with monks other than Mingzhen, and judging from the power exuded by the monks from outside the sky who just passed through the air, each one

A person's cultivation level is probably not lower than Tongxuan.

Standing in front of the huge palace door, Li Yun's skin and flesh trembled slightly, weak energy flowed, and his slightly nervous mood gradually calmed down.

Looking up, hundreds of monks were floating in the air, looking down at them with contempt, and there was a sense of arrogance in their disdain.

"A group of minor cultivators, whose highest level is only in the early stage of Tongxuan, dare to come here to compete for treasures. They are really overestimating their abilities!" A handsome young man in blue with sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes said coldly, and a sharp and biting aura suddenly burst out from his body.

, pressing directly towards Li Yun's heads.

"With such a sharp edge, this person must be practicing swordsmanship." Li Yun's fingers trembled slightly and he was about to take action.

Ye Wumei grabbed Li Yun and said softly: "Don't move yet, let me do it!" Without waiting for Li Yun to object, he shook his sleeves, and a light red breath rushed upward, and at the same time he said loudly

: "Isn't Baoxuan's auction just for making money? Why does it have anything to do with personal cultivation?"

Silently, Ye Wumei's light red breath collided with the cold breath above his head.

"Hmm!" With a muffled groan, Ye Wumei suddenly trembled, his body sank, and with a pop, his two calves had already sunk into the ground. Waves of energy and blood surged up, and his jade-white cheeks became flushed.

A wisp of blood spilled out from the corner of his mouth.

Ye Wumei's situation made Li Yun feel pain in his heart. He quickly stretched out his hand to support the unsteady Ye Wumei and asked urgently: "Sister, how are you?"

Ye Wumei raised his hand and put a pill into his mouth, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, shook his head slightly and said: "It's just that my internal organs have been a little shaken, it's okay!"

Li Yun let go of his high-spirited heart and raised his head to look into the sky. His nervous expression due to the injury on the night suddenly turned cold, and two cold lights shined directly on the young man in blue.

After the breath of the young man in blue collided with Ye Wumei, he suddenly felt that the blood all over his body was boiling. "Hey!" he said in confusion, and quickly looked inside, only to see that countless tiny particles had condensed in the blood at some point.

The needle is about to pierce the blood vessel.

The soul surged, and an invisible sword energy rushed into the blood, and the thin needles turned into blood were immediately broken. "She is not high in cultivation, but she has some skills. This woman is good, and she can be my sword attendant!"

"The young man in blue lowered his head and saw Li Yun's eyes full of murderous intent.

The young man in blue was caught by Li Yun's gaze. He was shocked and stepped back slightly. The eyes of the surrounding people gathered around him in a flash. The young man in blue suddenly woke up and froze his figure in time.

Feeling the strange looks from the fellow monks around him, the young man in blue felt a sigh of relief in his chest. Being scared away by the eyes of a little monastic cultivator was simply a shame and humiliation. The young man in blue's face suddenly changed.

Extraordinarily ferocious, the eyes he looked at Li Yun were filled with murderous intent.

Just when the young man in blue was about to take action against Li Yun, a voice came into his ears, "Master Jian, don't forget Baoxuan's rules. You are not allowed to take action before any auction. Otherwise, it will be cancelled."

Bidding qualifications." The speaker was a middle-aged Taoist priest wearing a blue robe.

"Hmph! I, the Jinhe Sect, have no shortage of items in these third-class auctions!" Young Master Jian looked at them coldly.

The middle-aged Taoist's extremely mediocre face was filled with indifference. He stared at Mr. Jian and said nothing. But just this look made Mr. Jian feel chilled. He secretly said: "What a pity!" Nuonuo retreated into the crowd.

middle.

For Li Yun, the most unbearable thing is for his relatives to be harmed. In today's world, the only person who can truly be called Li Yun's relatives, apart from reaching for the stars, is the one who has had skin-to-skin contact with Ye Wuxian. So, once

Seeing that Ye Wumei was injured, Li Yun couldn't help but take action.

Ye Wumei grabbed Li Yun's wrist tightly and shook his head slightly at him: "Brother, if you take action now, other people will be affected."

When Li Yun heard this, his heart moved, "Yes, this action will definitely affect everyone behind him!" He turned around and looked back, and saw that all the monks, including the two ancestors, were staring at him nervously.

Li Yun gently exhaled the suffocation in his heart and calmed down his emotions. He stared at Mr. Jian in the air bitterly, then faced the palace door without saying a word.

Ye Wumei looked at Li Yun and sighed secretly in his heart: "Brother, if you can't stand the teasing, you may have fallen into Baoxuan's conspiracy." He thought like this in his heart, but he didn't dare to tell Li Yun his speculation.

In the main hall, a middle-aged man in white murmured: "This kid Shui Jing is quite shrewd, hehe! But behind..." The voice became smaller and smaller, and it was no longer audible at the back. Immediately afterwards

, this person waved his sleeves towards the palace door, his figure blurred for a while, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

With a creaking sound, the huge palace door slowly opened.

In front of the ten-foot-wide and thirty-foot-high gate, all the monks were as big as ants. Looking at the sky again, Li Yun sneered in his heart: "Humph! I hope you won't go too far!" He stepped forward and entered.

After entering the palace gate, a group of Mingzhen monks followed closely behind.
Chapter completed!