689: C689 fear

C689 fear

"I offer five crystal bricks!"

"Hahahaha, what a joke, what are you laughing at, a poor ghost for! This demon offers ten crystal bricks!"

"Scram, I offer twenty!"

"This great demon also has a hand in this. Twenty-five credits, I'll f * * king agree on it first. Let's just compete for it then. Who's f * * king dirty with his mouth, let's just get beaten up outside first!"

"I'm afraid of you, thirty crystal bricks!"

"Bam!"

A Profound Handle level greater demon stood up and said, "I have two pieces of Stellar Iron, for a total of one thousand kilograms. "Damn it, if it wasn't currently difficult to refine a Spirit Demon Weapon, I would be willing to use it?"

Stellar Iron was a top grade spirit rank material, and was also a necessity for many magical equipment to be refined. Even in the alien starry sky, it was a rarity, and two Stellar Iron in exchange for a low-grade spiritual tool. If this was a normal situation, it would be more than enough to trade for a middle-grade spiritual tool.

"Your mother scares your father. Two pieces of Stellar Iron are as heavy as a thousand kilograms. Do you think your father doesn't know that a total of one thousand kilograms of Stellar Iron is only the size of a fist?" I will offer thirty crystal bricks and a Spirit Stage power inheritance! "

The one who spoke was another greater demon known as the Profound Handle, and their relationship did not seem to be on good terms with the previous demon cultivator.

Unexpectedly, just as his voice fell, another Qi Condensation True Demon stood up and loudly said, "I have a low-grade magic tool here. Who can give this magic tool to me? I am willing to exchange it for my magic tool and also give you an additional ten crystal bricks!"

Some of them immediately stood up to try to confirm who the spirit treasure was, while others asked the auction site if they could trade for it in private. There were also other alien cultivators who stood up to curse at the violation of the rules, and there were even some alien cultivators who had already started to curse at them from the distance. The entire exchange center was instantly filled with black smoke, and it seemed like a chaotic battle would break out at any moment.

In a corner of the venue, Yang Junshan and the other three people were staring dumbfoundedly at the trade fair outside of Yuzhou, which had now become like this. Fortunately, the four of them were close friends, and they were not weak people, so no one dared to provoke them when they occupied this corner, but the development of the situation somewhat disappointed the four of them, and Wu Shuo was glad that they had met Yang Junshan earlier, otherwise, this trip to Mt.

Yang Junshan and the other three came to the trading center early in the morning. For the sake of Yang Junshan's status, the four of them took up a spot in the corner of the hall and waited for the trading fair to start.

However, perhaps it was because it was the first time that the twelve True Demon Peaks held such an event, and they didn't have much experience, or perhaps it was due to the alien cultivators' innate carefree nature and respect for the strong. From the start of the trade fair, the entire venue didn't have much order.

The trade fair was in an uproar as it continued until an Inferior Grade Demon grade Totem was placed on the table in search of a deal. It immediately ignited the enthusiasm of the demonic cultivators, who occupied the highest proportion, and the situation went out of control.

Yang Junshan, on the other hand, became even more vigilant as he watched everything that was happening in the auction hall. One must know that just now, a low-grade demon spirit weapon had appeared, and it had almost made the entire venue lose control. Although the high price made people ecstatic, if Yang Junshan were to release that batch of extraterritorial magic treasures, they would really be reckless.

His visit to Qu Wushan this time was too simple!

It was likely that the 12 True Demon Peaks' upper echelons would step forward to stop the auction. After all, even though there were more than 50 people at the conference, there were only a few that were at the Heavenly Dipper Realm. These few people had been completely calm as if they had not noticed anything that was happening, and because there were a few Heavenly Dipper Sovereigns present, the scene might not have completely gone out of control, but there was still a battle going on.

"Giggle!"

A charming laughter suddenly rang out in the noisy hall. The laughter was so loud that it echoed throughout the entire area, but this laughter was clearly heard by everyone. Quite a few alien cultivators were cursing in excitement, and they might not have noticed this chuckle, but a few Heavenly Dipper Sovereigns instantly sat up straight.

Yang Junshan instantly felt an extremely obscure aura engulf the entire venue. A strange power started to quietly sprout in the meeting room.

"Cluck! Cluck! Cluck! Cluck!"

The chuckle became even louder, and in the blink of an eye, everyone in the auction hall heard this odd laughter. The originally noisy auction hall instantly became deathly silent, and the expressions of the alien cultivators at the Astral Transformation Stage all became confused. Most of the Conglomerate Realm cultivators also began to lose focus, and even a few at the Profound Handle Stage were a little weak.

This strange method of attack seemed to directly affect the spiritual consciousness of cultivators, there was a kind of enticing power, but this power did not affect Yang Junshan in the slightest, not to mention his vigorous spiritual consciousness that had been tempered by the secret technique, just these few years of practicing the Profound Spread spirit art had not only allowed his spiritual awareness to grow, but also allowed him to grasp many exquisite techniques of using spiritual consciousness, and these things were able to make Yang Junshan easily resist this temptation that came from the heart of spiritual consciousness.

Beside Yang Junshan, a wave of murderous intent suddenly erupted. Yang Junxing's eyes widened. Behind him, a tiger's roar could be heard, blocking this attack from his spiritual consciousness.

Compared to Yang Junxiu, Wu Shuo seemed to be slightly weaker, and around his body, various kinds of strange shaman talismans appeared out of nowhere, and his eyes were sometimes clear and sometimes turbid. However, as the frequency of the magic talismans appearing around his body became faster and faster, wisps of white mist rose from the top of his head, and the clarity in his eyes became more and more obvious.

Yang Junshan originally wanted to help out as well, but after seeing the determination in Wu Shuo's eyes, he finally gave up on his plans. If he really relied on his own strength to withstand this attack, it would definitely benefit his future cultivation.

Compared to Yang Junxiu and Wu Shuo who were able to use their own strength to defend against the large range Spiritual Sense attack, Bao Yu'er's performance was much worse. Yang Junxiu and Wu Shuo were able to use their own strength to resist the large scale Spiritual Sense attack that had suddenly arrived, but Bao Yu'er's performance was much worse than Yang Junxiu.

Yang Junshan was ready to wake up Bao Yu, but at this moment, a dark energy that was like an abyss that originated from her blood suddenly burst out from her body. It was like someone who was about to fall asleep was splashed with a bucket of cold water, causing her to wake up immediately without a trace of sleepiness.

Not only that, even though this terrifying aura only lasted for a moment, it instantly affected seven or eight alien cultivators. Among them, five or six cultivators that were completely lost in their own deep slumber woke up with a start, thinking back to what just happened. At the same time, even the most unruly of people revealed expressions of gratitude when they looked at where the fish was.1

In reality, Bao`er who had just regained consciousness was still somewhat perplexed. She didn't know what had just happened, but why were the gazes of the alien cultivators looking at her carrying a trace of reverence?

Not only those alien cultivators that were unintentionally woken up by her, but Yang Junshan who was just about to help her, suddenly felt as if his entire body had fallen into a scene of mountains of corpses and seas of blood, as if his entire bloodline aura and consciousness were about to be frozen.

Fortunately, that feeling disappeared faster than ever. Yang Junshan looked at Bao Yu'er in surprise, but just a moment ago, his back was completely drenched.

What other secrets did this frail ghost girl have? However, looking at her confused expression, it seemed that she did not even know what had just happened. Now was not the time to ask about these things, let's talk about it after the trade fair was over.

At this moment, an aura that felt like the spring wind blew across the entire trading floor. All of the cultivators that had just been struck by the strange Spiritual Sense came to their senses and looked around in fear. However, not a single person made a sound.

On the other hand, many cultivators that had withstood the Spiritual Sense attack with their own strength knew that the aura that had awoken all the cultivators from the outside world was the presence that had attacked everyone from the very beginning.

This was a show of might!

This was because his sensitive Spiritual Sense had sensed this aura twice in a row and was finally able to confirm that he had come into close contact with the existence behind this aura. That was because he was once chased down by a Supreme Force Demon in the Buried Heavens Ruins, and had almost been unable to escape.

"Hehe, I seem to have scared everyone just now. Are you all right?"

The gentle voice sounded for the third time and was filled with guilt. However, who among the cultivators present dared to take this person's tone seriously?

Just like that, a Heavenly Dipper Sovereign silently appeared on the high platform in the center of the trade center.

A bewitching power radiated from the eyes of the extremely graceful and elegant Heavenly Darkya. A bewitching aura seeped into his bones, instantly filling the entire arena, and even though this great demon before him had taken his life without even being aware of it, he was unable to feel even the slightest bit of resentment towards him.

On the other hand, Yang Junshan felt that this Diremonster of the Great Gale on the arena would always be intentionally or unintentionally stopping his gaze in their direction. This kind of situation where he was being stared at by a Diremonster of the Great Gale Stage made his scalp tingle, but he was confident that this Diremonster would not be able to see through his disguise.

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Today, after understanding that mobile phones and notebooks could be shared online, he was greatly relieved!

He presented it to everyone at night and also called for the monthly tickets for the start of the month. This was extremely important. Thank you everyone!

May everyone have a good time during the National Day holiday!

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