The ancestor Qinglin's eyes suddenly widened, showing an unconcealable shock. Especially when he was faintly locked by the sword intent, it suddenly made a bone-black chill in his mind!

In just a moment, he knew that he could not resist this sword.

Mo Yu looked up, looked straight into his eyes, and slowly said, "Please ask the ancestor Qinglin to find out the facts before dealing with them." The plain voice, mixed with the breath of the vast sword, spread from afar.

The ancestor Qinglin's face was as deep as water, his eyes flashed violently,

"Don't forget the ancestor Qinglin, this is the Black Demon City." Mo Yu spoke lightly.

The old monster's face froze, and his heart gradually felt unwilling. He understood Mo Yu's meaning. This is the Black Demon City, and it is also the scope of the demon's activities.

Mo Yu burst out with sword power, but even if he had only one blow, it would be enough to completely seriously injure him. At that time, how could the demon race miss the opportunity to kill a pillar of the human race? I am afraid that he would die inexplicably without waiting for him to leave.

Without evidence, even if the Medicine King Valley vibrates, there is nothing to do.

After all, provoking ethnic wars is not the anger of Medicine King Valley, which can be done.

The ancestor Qinglin took a deep breath. He was an immortal strong man after all, and his cunning was extremely deep. In the blink of an eye, the surface had returned to peace.

He knew that he could only retreat today, but this retreat would be all his face.

"Yu Mo, Benzu remembers you... This matter is not over yet."

The old monster turned around and stepped out, and his figure disappeared.

Mo Yu frowned slightly and offended the ancestor Qinglin. In a sense, he had stood opposite to the Medicine King Valley. Even if he forced the immortal strong man to retreat, he would not feel happy at all.

Flipped his hands, put away Zongzi's token, and the sword shadow above his head dissipated.

Zhan Yue's beautiful eyes were still vibrating, and looking at Mo Yu again became more eager. Although he knew that he had the power of the previous sect leader in his hand, the real sense of the terror of this power still made her feel excited!

"It" will come, and the cultivation of all forces on the mainland gather together. In order to seize the treasures of opportunity, it will definitely cause a bloody storm! If you can get the favor of Junior Brother Yumo and enter it with him, your safety will naturally increase.

But this matter has to be found to be an opportunity to speak out.

She turned around, her eyes fell on Tang Feng. Seeing his face pale and his eyes were still in shock, she couldn't help but feel contempt. A character like you dare to go against Junior Brother Yu Mo? Fortunately, she has a good background, otherwise she would have died many times!

"Fellow Taoist Tang Xu, Ancestor Qinglin has left, aren't you leaving yet?"

Wake up and looked at Zhan Yue's eyes faintly mocking, Tang Feng's face suddenly turned red, but at this moment, his lips moved, but he didn't dare to say anything more, and turned around and left in a hurry.

Mo Yu suppressed his thoughts and bowed, "Thank you, Senior Sister Zhanyue."

Zhan Yue smiled on her pretty face, "Junior Brother Yumo is so serious. You and I belong to the Seventh Peak. If you leave the sect, you should support each other."

Her words were just a pun, with a lot of instinct.

Mo Yu was now unconsciously thinking about it, just nodded and didn't say anything. Looking at the courtyard not far away, he frowned unconsciously, and his heart was a little empty.

The little witch's breath was clear and he had no change. This shows that her temperament changed in herself. Mo Yu didn't know what it was, but subconsciously felt a little disgusted with it.

Maybe it was because the little witch he was familiar with could never be found again.

He raised his head and saw Zhan Yue's face with a strange look. He seemed to notice something from his performance, but at this moment Mo Yu did not hide his feelings and nodded, "I still have some things. I will thank my senior sister again if I have the chance."

Turning around, taking a step forward, his figure whistled away.

Zhan Yue was anxious. She was about to take this opportunity to get closer to Mo Yu. But he didn't expect that he would leave when he said he would leave, but at this moment he hesitated a little and sighed softly in his heart, but he still didn't say much.

The inn shopkeeper relaxed his heart, and suddenly fell to the ground like a dead fish, gasping for breath, his robe was wet with sweat, and his eyes were filled with lingering fear. He never thought that things would involve so many big people, Demon King, Immortal of Medicine King Valley, Taibai Sword Sect, and any side had the power to easily crush him.

Fortunately, no one has pursued him today, but it is unknown whether he will settle the score in the future.

The shopkeeper gradually came to his senses, suddenly gritted his teeth, turned around and hurried towards his yard. He had already made a decision to clean up and leave the Black Demon City immediately, so that he could eliminate future troubles forever!

The wind blew on his face, rolling the black robe and swaying. Mo Yu's face was dull and there was no trace of his mood.

When he entered the Black Demon City, the whereabouts of the little witch were discovered. There must be something wrong with the inn here. He could naturally notice this matter, but now, these are no longer important. Even if no one reported the news, the little witch after the change would leave by herself. Now she followed the demons and would not be hurt from what she saw. In fact, this is great. He can let go of this matter and concentrate on the arrival of the next "it".

He let out a gentle breath, and soon Mo Yu's figure appeared outside the trading house. No matter what, he would first put two portions of the Yuanling Wood Liquid into his hands and then make other considerations.

But when this time comes, it seems that deep awe reveals in the eyes of many eyes. Even with external forces, it is simply unimaginable in the eyes of ordinary monks.

As for Qi Xiao and three disciples from the Medicine King Valley, they naturally left in shame.

In the VIP room, Mo Yu sat down on the soft couch, and a maid served incense tea and left carefully.

After waiting for a while, the door was pushed open from outside, several monks from the trading industry hurried in. The first monk put down two Yuan-enriching wood liquid and a storage ring, and a gentle smile appeared on his face, "In Xia Shuhuan, I am the general manager of the trading company. This is the spiritual wood liquid that fellow Taoist Yumo ordered from our bank. Each serving of 20,000 top-grade treasure crystals. After enjoying the discount of Haoyue VIP card, a total of 16,000 top-grade treasure crystals are required, and the rest are all in the storage ring."

Mo Yu paused for a moment and understood the whole story. He thought it was the trading company who witnessed him forcing Qinglin's ancestor to retreat and wanted to make friends with him, but he easily reduced more than 100,000 top-quality treasure crystals, which was really a big deal.

He did not refuse the matter, nodded, checked it briefly and confirmed that there was nothing wrong with it, so he took away the spiritual liquid and storage ring.

Seeing this, General Manager Shu Huan suddenly smiled a little more, and said, "In a few more hours, there will be a large auction on the third floor of the trading bank, and many treasures will appear at that time. I wonder if fellow Taoist Yumo is interested?"

Mo Yu thought for a while and nodded, "Okay, then I'll ask fellow Taoist Shu to arrange it."

"No trouble, no trouble, I asked someone to take fellow Yumo to the third floor auction hall and arrange it in the VIP room."

The third floor of the trading bank is composed of three small auction houses, two medium auction houses and a large auction house. Every about half a month, a small auction will be held, and a medium auction will be held in three months. A large auction will take one year or more preparation time. Every large auction will be held, and countless precious treasures will appear, and some monks even come here to snatch it out for a lot of money. The scene is extremely hot.

What's more, this time, when "it" is about to arrive, many treasures were prepared for this auction, and the specifications of participating monks were much higher than before.

Mo Yu is now sitting in a luxurious but not annoying VIP room in a large auction house. The content on it is said by Xinlan Introduction Office, who is responsible for entertaining him.

The woman is half kneeling on the ground and has changed into a long white gauze dress. Although it is layered, each layer is very thin and her beautiful body is still faint. At this moment, she lowers her head slightly, revealing a piece of snow-white long neck, and a faint fragrance keeps coming.

Thinking of the vague comments from the headmaster, she felt very upset, uneasy, joy, and faint expectation. But after a long time, Lord Yumo sat quietly, and did not look at her any more except for the initial meeting.

Unable to help, Xinlan felt a little disappointed in her heart, but she quickly adjusted her condition. With Lord Yumo's identity, how could she look down on her?

Time passed by, and suddenly, a string of lilac bells in the corner made a pleasant ringtone.

Xinlan whispered: "Sir, the auction has begun."

Mo Yu nodded and looked forward intently.

The auctioneer of the trading house is an old man with a serious expression. He didn't say much. After briefly introducing the rules, he immediately got to the topic.

The auction of Black Demon City is very different from the outside world. One of the things is that the process is very fast. When a monk takes a fancy to the treasure, he will bid immediately. If it exceeds the psychological endurance, he will withdraw immediately, without any delay and wait for the next auction.

Therefore, in just a short moment, several treasures were sold, including many treasures that were quite tempting to the great monks, with extremely high quality. No wonder, the reputation of the auction of the Black Demon City can spread throughout the continent.

But although the treasures are good, Mo Yu did not bid for the auction. He quietly watched the treasures being taken away.

If you can enter the large auction house on the third floor at other times, and listen to the sky-high prices quoted by customers outside, Xinlan will definitely be so excited that she can't control herself.

But now, kneeling beside Lord Yumo, she felt surprisingly quiet. Because she knew in her heart that although the adult did not bid, her strength was beyond the reach of those monks outside.

Yu Guang glanced at Lord Yumo and his back slightly straightened. Xinlan felt excited. He knew that a treasure that he was interested in finally appeared, so he quickly focused his attention and listened to the auctioneer's introduction.

"One hundred thousand flowing clouds come from some ancient sect ruins. They collect 99,999 white clouds and refine them with unique secret techniques to form this treasure. The speed is extremely fast, almost equivalent to immortality. If you do not hesitate to damage the treasure and forcefully stimulate it, the explosion speed can even surpass the immortal strongman in a short period of time, and have good secret effects."

"This treasure starts at a price of 50,000 yuan, and the price increase must not be less than 10,000 yuan per time. Interested Taoists can take action."

When monks practice, everyone has bad luck. If they can have a treasure that is extremely fast in their hands, they can escape even if they fall into danger. This type of treasure is often the most popular.

So, as soon as the auctioneer's voice fell, a wave of bidding sounded in the auction house.

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