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"Give me your life!" Master Jindan had already heard something wrong from Zhao Hen's mouth, and even his tone of speaking was crying.

For an illegal person who wanted to do something wrong to him, Zhao Hen no longer planned to give him a chance. He had already inserted the soul ligament into the body of the Jindan Grand Master and began to suck blood wildly. In a moment, the Jindan Grand Master was sucked by Zhao Hen, leaving only a pile of dry bones.

After Zhao Hen's Qiankun Bag was accepted by Zhao Hen without any hesitation, Zhao Hen sent the flying sword to move towards the market. He could not completely believe the words of a Jindan Master. Zhao Hen still planned to go to the market first, see the situation, and then make plans. Anyway, it is only two days away, so it will not delay Zhao Hen too much time.

This market is located in a small valley in the Mobei Wasteland. It is a gathering place for Taoist, demon and demon cultivators, and it is also a supply station for all cultivators. However, the people who come here are usually Jindan stage monks, and very few who have low cultivation levels like Zhao Hen.

However, although the Mobei Wasteland is a place where the strong prey on the weak, it is strictly forbidden to use force in the market. It is said that the market here has very tough backstage support, so everyone strictly abides by the rules, and no one dares to act wildly in the market.

Two days later, Zhao Hen finally arrived at the valley where Fangshi was located. The valley was very warm, and it seemed that someone had arranged a small spring formation underground. This formation was not very useful, it was to ensure that the valley could be maintained within a constant temperature range, whether in spring, summer, autumn and winter, and ensure that the market was as spring as spring.

There were not many people in the valley, but they were uneven. At least Zhao Hen saw three types. One was followed by a bloody mummy. The other had bloody eyes, and the strange eyes emitted a dark color. Another was a woman, but she looked at her charmingly and looked at her in public without any scruples. She even giggled a few times when she saw Zhao Hen.

On a bluestone slab not far away, there was a demon cultivator, probably in the late stage of the Jindan stage, but he did not hide his demonic energy. He sat calmly on the ground, as if breathing. In the other direction, there were three Jindan cultivators who were obviously from Taoism, who were also sitting cross-legged and breathing.

When Zhao Hen entered the valley, he immediately attracted everyone's attention. The lowest cultivation level that appeared here was at least in the early stage of the Golden Pill. Novice with low cultivation level like Zhao Hen had never been there. There was no compassionate feeling here. It seemed that everyone looked at Zhao Hen with a feeling of scrutinizing prey. Walking on the road to the valley, Zhao Hen could sense the greed in the eyes around him.

Zhao Hen ignored these things and walked into the largest store in the valley on his own, and released a few kilograms of low-grade spirit stones for the receptionist, and then asked directly: "I want to buy some thunder crystal souls, where can I get it?"

Although he is just a guy, he is also a master at the peak of foundation building. He looked at Zhao Hen in confusion and used his spiritual sense to check his cultivation level. Then he looked down at the spirit stones on the table and shook his head slightly: "These are not enough news to buy."

Zhao Hen took out a thousand-year dragon spirit fruit from Qiankun bag and placed it on those kilograms of spirit stones. When this guy saw this thousand-year dragon spirit fruit, his tiny Dou Shi's eyes suddenly lit up and his face immediately became a smile. He almost snatched the table of dragon spirit fruit and spirit stones, and then looked at Zhao Hen with a smile and replied: "A few days ago, I heard that a group of thunder crystal souls had flowed out of the valley and entered the auction house in this market, but they had been auctioned off."

As soon as the guy said this, Zhao Hen couldn't help but feel shocked. A group of thunder crystal souls flowed out of the valley and entered the auction house here? In this way, this group of thunder crystal souls are likely to be snatched from the master by the person who injured his master, and then put them in the auction house for consignment! After learning the news, Zhao Hen hurriedly asked: "Can you still buy thunder crystal souls now? I am willing to spend a high price!"

The guy doesn't have a day or two in the market in the mourning wasteland, especially in these shops that often trade items. He has a wide range of knowledge and knows the market very well. He immediately shook his head and gave a suggestion: "The thunder crystal soul is rare, and it's rare to get a piece for decades. If you want it, find the consigner to see if he can buy it."

Zhao Hen frowned slightly and asked again: "Can I give me the message from the conscription provider? Or help me contact the auction?"

"It's not easy to deal with. The auction house in Mobei Wasteland has always been prohibited from revealing any information about the buyer and consignor!" The guy shook his head immediately after hearing this, but the light from the corner of his eyes greedily swept the Qiankun bag around Zhao Hen's waist, and then looked at Zhao Hen with great meaning and said again: "But it..."

Zhao Hen is also an active mind, so how could he not know what the guy meant? Looking at the guy who didn't say it halfway through the words, Zhao Hen took out a thousand-year dragon spirit fruit from Qiankun bag and put it on the table: "But what?"

It is not good to ask for information from others. It is too stingy. Zhao Hen knows this well, so he is generous. The guy looked at the Dragon Spirit Fruit on the table with joy, and put it in his pocket with a smile. Then he smiled and gave Zhao Hen a clear way: "If you are not in a hurry, you can try leaving the purchase information in the auction house. Once you have something you need, the auction house will notify you immediately. But this purchase will cost a lot. Of course, if you really need it, you must be willing to pay this price."

Looking at the guy who was so excited that he rubbed his hands straight, Zhao Hen nodded without comment, and then continued to ask: "Is there an auction here in the past few days?"

"You came here unfortunately. An auction in the market just held a few days ago. It may take some time to wait for the next auction to start." The guy couldn't help but shake his head after hearing this, but then said: "However, Beiyi Villa not far from the market has a trade fair in the near future. If you are interested, you can go over and try your luck. Maybe there will be what you want."

Since the auction in the valley has not started yet, Zhao Hen no longer asked anything and turned around and left. However, Zhao Hen turned around. The guy seemed to have thought of something. He looked at Zhao Hen who turned sideways and reminded: "Look at the first time, you are here to remind you that the valley is very messy recently, and people often kill people and seize treasures. Judging from your clothes, you should be from the master's sect. What do you need? It is better to let your master's elders take action. If you have a low cultivation level, it is really dangerous to walk here."

Zhao Hen was a little surprised at the guy's reminder. He didn't expect that the greedy guy would have such kindness. But when someone reminded him, Zhao Hen naturally had to thank him: "Thank you for the reminder!"

After leaving this shop, Zhao Hen went to the auction house in Fangshi and left a commission for purchase. After paying a certain amount of spirit stones, the people at the auction house sent Zhao Hen a bell. This bell has no effect and cannot be attacked or defended. It is just used to contact Zhao Hen to attend the auction before the auction starts. After these things were done, Zhao Hen left the market and rushed towards Beiyi Villa by sword.

Before the auction began, Zhao Hen planned to go to the trade fair held in Beiyi Villa first, and perhaps he could find clues about the people who attacked his master. But shortly after Zhao Hen left the market, he realized that he had been stared at by many eyes in the dark. With a sneer in his heart, Zhao Hen was still slowly flying forward with the flying sword, as if he had not noticed anything.

'call out'

The sound of a flying sword passing by forcefully stopped Zhao Hen's forward figure. And suddenly three figures appeared in front of him, which were the three Jindan monks in the market. Before the three of them could speak, a princess laughed from behind Zhao Hen. Even without looking back, Zhao Hen could hear it. This was the sound of the demon cultivator who was watching him look at him in the market. The man was still in the air, but a bloody mummy appeared silently under Zhao Hen's feet, like a ghost. The demon cultivator who controlled the mummy next to the mummy was staring at him.

On the left, there was also a demonic energy soaring into the sky. The demon cultivator in the market stood in the air and stopped Zhao Hen. On the right, a violent murderous intent swept over. His blood-red eyes stared at Zhao Hen gloomyly, like a hungry wolf staring at a delicious lamb.

Looking at the guys around him slowly approaching him, Zhao Hen showed a honest smile: "I wonder what advice do you seniors have?"

"Speak to you!" A Taoist Jindan stage monk directly opposite him said arrogantly at Zhao Hen's nostrils: "Boy, we don't make things difficult for you. Now leave the Qiankun bag and flying sword on you, and then get out of here immediately."

Zhao Hen looked at the guy speaking opposite him leisurely and asked slowly: "What if I don't stay?"

"Then you go and die!" After hearing this, a sect's impatient attitude suddenly burst out with big eyes and started to take action before the words were finished. The flying sword in his hand flashed and flew straight towards Zhao Hen.

Looking at the flying sword with a cold light flying towards him, a strange smile appeared on the corner of Zhao Hen's mouth, and a trace of blood suddenly spilled out of his eyes when he looked at the flying sword. Then a blood light shot on the flying sword. The guys around him who wanted to kill and seize treasures didn't understand what was going on, but the guy who sacrificed the flying sword was horrified to find that the flying sword that was originally rushing towards Zhao Hen suddenly turned to him!

The flying sword turned! This was the first reaction of everyone present! Seeing this scene, the Taoist monk who sacrificed the flying sword was shocked and hurriedly stopped the flying sword. He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. But at this moment, a figure shook past him, and a bright cold light passed through the air. The Taoist monk didn't even have time to scream, and his head flew more than three meters without warning. His headless limbs even swayed aimlessly in the air before falling to the ground.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the others shouted and released their magic weapons. However, their magic weapons had just left their bodies, and five amazing figures rose into the sky in Zhao Hen's Qiankun bag. When they used their spiritual sense to explore, they were frightened to find that they were five Puppets of the Nascent Soul level.

These guys were immediately scared and did not dare to have the idea of ​​killing people and robbing treasures? Even if these five Nascent Soul puppets were not strong enough, they were not able to compete with the Golden Pill monks. They almost didn't want the magic weapons they sacrificed, and they just flashed and ran away. But just as they were about to use secret methods to escape, the five Nascent Soul puppets had already taken the lead in using a light shield to trap these guys in it. Then Zhao Hen waved a huge blood net in his hand, capturing all the unexpected guys in the light shield.

"If you want to kill me, you must have the awareness of being killed." The six captured people were already stabbed into their bodies by Zhao Hen's soul ligaments, and they were weak all over. Listening to Zhao Hen's words, everyone was sweating profusely. At this point, Zhao Hen's tone paused, as if to give these people some time to suppress shock and memories, and then continued: "I don't care who you are, nor what your identities are. I just want to know that someone had chased a woman a few days ago, and it should be not far away from nearby. Who did it?"

As soon as Zhao Hen said this, the people who were captured were anxious to recall it. However, the first one was the demon cultivator with blood-red eyes. Even under such circumstances, he seemed to be not afraid: "I don't know!"

Zhao Hen frowned. He was about to end the life of this guy, but suddenly found that the soul ligament that pierced into the guy's body was a little abnormal. Just as he was about to speak, the guy suddenly burst into laughter, and then his body soared into the sky. The soul ligament that pierced into his body was unconsciously untied by him, and even hid it from Zhao Hen.

"I just want to subdue me? Himalaya Mountain is not piled up, and my bloody eyes and red eyes of the Blood Evil Sect are not blown!" Amid the laughter, a strange light ejaculation of the demon cultivator's eyes ejaculated and wrapped his whole body. His body flashed and turned into a blood shadow and disappeared into everyone's eyes.

However, the laughter of the demon cultivator had not yet subsided. Zhao Hen took out a bead from the Qiankun bag and sacrificed it to the Blood Shadow. Then he heard a loud "bang". The blood-colored figure that had just flew into the air was immediately blown into pieces of broken limbs and broken arms and fell down.

"I don't like people who don't cooperate." Zhao Hen didn't even look at the broken limbs and arms, but just said word by word to the remaining people: "Who else wants to run away? Just try the power of this fire thunder bead."

The remaining few people shook their heads like rattles. Zhao Hen didn't say much to them. But the mummy of the corpse-controlling demon cultivator was raised by Zhao Hen with his soul ligament. Regardless of the corpse-controlling demon cultivator's appearance, he said directly: "Has the blood corpse that has been refined for two hundred years? Since you can't speak, you won't leave you."

As he was thinking, Zhao Hen directly activated his soul ligament and began to suck blood and eat wildly. In just a few breaths, the bloody mummy turned into a pile of bones in front of everyone's eyes, and a pool of pus flowed down on the ground. Seeing these, everyone who was captured immediately screamed in panic, and almost shed tears.

"My question will not be asked again!" Zhao Hen faced the remaining guys again: "Whoever can tell me the news can survive. If you don't know, then it's unfortunate that next year will be your death day!"
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