Feng Yi turned his head with a mocking look on his face, his eyes were full of disdain, and a cold aura appeared on Feng Yi's body, directly 'forced' this person to face the 'door', only to hear Feng Yi say coldly: "Do you really think that you can buy my Nine 'Yin' Cutting Pill with three million high-grade 'Yin' stones?" ”

"Hahaha, it's such a cold look, but there are no more than three million high-grade 'yin' stones, leave the nine 'yin' marrow pills, and I will spare your life. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info”

This ghost cultivator laughed and said, he didn't care about Feng Yi at all, it was just a half-step Zun Yuan Realm, and he dared to be so rampant, and he ate the Nine 'Yin' Cutting Pill today, that was a certainty.

"Okay, three million is three million."

A black shadow flew towards this ghost cultivator with Feng Yi's words, it was the Nine 'Yin' Cutting Pill that Feng Yi asked Sister Jin Feng to refine, in fact, Feng Yi didn't know the value of the 'Yin' Stone in the Ghost Domain, although the three million high-grade 'Yin' Stone was only worth the price of a Nine 'Yin' Cutting Pill, but Feng Yi offered 30 million, which was indeed too high.

I saw this ghost cultivator sneering and laughing: "Three million? Three million are gone, now hurry up and get out of here, or die! ”

Feng Yi frowned, didn't say anything but got up and left the room, saw the beast and the ghost, shouted, and walked out of the treasure pavilion.

"Hmph, three million is not sold yet, and I don't see what kind of strength I have!"

Just as this ghost cultivator snorted coldly, a violent explosion came into his ears, and then he felt the treasure pavilion he was in shake, and this person was startled, and flashed out in an instant.

Crash!

The Treasure Pavilion is instantly booming!

This man stared at the collapsed Treasure Pavilion with a shocked face, his heart was full of shock, and his face turned from horror to anger.

"Who, who!"

The man roared angrily, and immediately saw Fengyi clapping his hands on the side.

"It's you!"

"That's right, it's me, 30 million high-grade 'yin' stones, buy this treasure pavilion, I think it's still possible."

Feng Yi said with a mocking face, the Treasure Pavilion was also demolished by Feng Yi, after Feng Yi left with the beasts and ghosts, he had already thought about it in his heart, the Treasure Pavilion, he Feng Yi dismantled.

So when he walked out of the Treasure Pavilion, Feng Yi flew into the air, used enough violent power, and collapsed the Treasure Pavilion with one punch, this is still Feng Yi worried about shocking the world, and only used a small part of the power, of course, this power is the power of Feng Yi's true cultivation.

"You're looking for death!"

This person roared angrily, burst out of all his cultivation, and slammed his fist at Feng Yi, but when his fist was still a few feet away from Feng Yi, this person was stunned and stopped his fist under Feng Yi's words.

"Hahaha, as a disciple of the Ghost King, you dare to kill me!"

That's right, Feng Yi was ashamed to directly borrow the name of the ghost king's demon spell, and scared the other party to retract his fists, not to mention this ghost cultivator, even the beasts and ghosts also jumped in their hearts, and their faces 'revealed' a trace of frightened looks, and their masters were too bold, and even borrowed the name of the ghost king's demon curse, if the ghost king knew, it is estimated that Feng Yi would be destroyed directly, and they would also be destroyed.

At this time, several people wanted to rush up to take down Fengyi, but they were stopped by a ghost cultivator, who glanced at Fengyi with interest and said, "Don't worry, I'm looking at what this kid is capable of." ”

One punch slammed the Treasure Pavilion into the couch, which also made this person slightly stunned, he didn't expect that someone would dare to make trouble in the Demon Curse City, this has not happened for many years.

"Your Excellency, this kid ......"

"Hmph, don't you listen to me?"

This person snorted coldly, and his body naturally exuded a breath that made people tremble, and there was even a majesty of the superior, which made the bodies of those subordinates tremble and immediately retreat.

Only then did this person look at Feng Yi again, and the corners of his mouth 'revealed' a hint of an intriguing smile.

At this moment, the steward of the Treasure Pavilion showed a trace of horror on his face, staring at Feng Yi with panicked eyes and said, "You said you are a disciple of the Ghost Monarch?" ”

"That's right, it's the disciple of the Ghost Monarch's Demon Spell, and he's the oldest."

Feng Yi's heart didn't beat, and he said without blushing, as if he was really a disciple of the Ghost Monarch's demon spell.

"The disciple of the Ghost King, the last in line? How can it be? Isn't Lao Mo the Nine Crows? When did another one appear? ”

When this person said this, Feng Yi secretly said in his heart: Not good!

Sure enough, this person's face showed a look of sudden realization, and he sneered: "Hahaha, you actually want to deceive me, you can do it enough, no one of our Crow Nine Adults in the Demon Curse City doesn't know, no one knows, you still want to pretend to be a disciple of the Ghost King, you are really enough." ”

"What? Not convinced? Do you need me to call my master to verify it? ”

Feng Yi's face 'revealed' a trace of cold 'color' and shouted, at this moment, Feng Yi really released a breath of Wang Ba Qi on Feng Yi's body, which made the steward of the Treasure Pavilion also tremble a little, Feng Yi's body leaked out of the breath of the superior, absolutely can't be faked, people who can have such an aura are people who have been in the upper position for a long time.

"Hmph, what proof do you have, you have a waist card?"

"Waist card?"

Feng Yi was stupid this time, yes, the disciple of the Ghost King, how could he not have a symbol of identity, thousands of calculations, Feng Yi missed this stubble.

"Looks like you're really an impostor, give me death!"

The steward of the Treasure Pavilion roared angrily, and launched an attack on Feng Yi again, and with one punch, a huge 'yin' qi enveloped Feng Yi.

"Hmph, this place is my master's city, come with me!"

Feng Yi snorted coldly, immediately dodged the other party's punch, his figure flashed, and he went straight to the void, how could this steward of the Treasure Pavilion let Feng Yi escape, and immediately chased and killed.

"The kid destroyed my Treasure Pavilion, I want to run now, give me death!"

The steward of the Treasure Pavilion was very fast, and in a few moments he caught up with Feng Yi, and with a punch, the void was wrinkled, and the huge 'yin' qi continued to blow through, and the temperature of the surrounding void dropped instantly.

"Look for death!"

Feng Yi snorted coldly, followed by a punch that slammed into this person.

"Old Cold Ghost Fist!"

An even more terrifying 'yin' cold qi erupted under Feng Yi's punch, and this 'yin' cold qi was extremely huge, instantly freezing the void, and layers of ice continued to appear.

"Old Han Ghost Fist! Tiger Claw General's famous stunt! ”

The steward of the Treasure Pavilion exclaimed in surprise, and the punch he blasted out collapsed directly under Feng Yi's fist, replaced by a 'yin' cold aura that enveloped him, and the speed of his body slowed down instantly.

"Give me death!"

Feng Yi roared again, and a punch hit the head of the Treasure Pavilion steward, and the Treasure Pavilion steward was shocked, and immediately used his combat skills to blast it up.

"Wraith Ghost Fist!"

Although the steward of the Treasure Pavilion has slowed down under Feng Yi's Sui Han Ghost Fist, after all, he is a strong man in the middle of the Zunyuan Realm, how can he not have a little housekeeping skills.

The Wraith Ghost Fist is the famous combat skill of the Treasure Pavilion steward, which is powerful, which can make the opponent feel that he is in the underworld, and make the opponent's thinking 'chaotic' and 'chaotic'.

It's a pity that the idea of the manager of the Treasure Pavilion is too naïve, who is Feng Yi, and the real cultivation is not only what he sees in his eyes, let alone him, even the ghost monarch demon spell is not necessarily Feng Yi's opponent.

"Nether Slash!"

Feng Yi roared, using his palm as a knife, and performed his own reincarnation slash, and a rule of time appeared, but the rule of time was shrouded in layers of 'yin' qi, which was exactly the disguise made by Feng Yi.

Under the Netherworld Slash, the Treasure Pavilion steward's Wraithing Ghost Fist was instantly cut in half, and the Treasure Pavilion steward stared at Feng Yi with a shocked look on his face, his heart full of disbelief.

At this moment, under the rules of time, Feng Yi's palm seemed to have been split countless times, and a void crack appeared instantly, slashing towards the Treasure Pavilion steward.

Whew!

The steward of the Treasure Pavilion was cut in half in half in an instant under this void rift, but Feng Yi did not pursue, after all, the steward of the Treasure Pavilion was a person from the Demon Curse City, and it was okay to make trouble, but not to kill.

"Hmph, do you still say that my Nine 'Yin' Cutting Pill is only worth three million high-grade 'Yin' stones?"

Feng Yi's cold voice directly entered the ears of the Treasure Pavilion steward, and a murderous aura directly shrouded the Treasure Pavilion steward's already two bodies, as long as he was the slightest careless, Feng Yi would definitely kill him.

"No, no, three, thirty million, thirty million!"

"Huh?"

"Thirty million top-grade 'yin' stones?"

Burst!

The steward of the Treasure Pavilion spewed out a breath of pure 'yin' qi, and if there was blood in his body, it would definitely dye the void red.

"Yes, 30 million top-grade 'yin' stones."

The steward of the Treasure Pavilion said stiffly, and then handed out a ring, 30 million superb 'yin' stones, which was the wealth he had accumulated over countless years, but because he didn't open his eyes, all of them became someone else's bag.

"That's not bad!"

Feng Yi took a ring handed over by the steward of the Treasure Pavilion, and said with a cold eyebrow: "Three Nine 'Yin' Pills are enough for you to sell tens of millions of top-grade 'Yin' stones, hum, it's cheap for you!" ”

In an instant, Fengyi fell to the Curse City, at this time, several patrols rushed over, and they were about to take down Fengyi and make trouble in the Curse City, and there was only one result, that is, death.

However, a ghost cultivator from the illusion realm came to the front of these patrol ghost cultivators, handed out a waist card, and these people immediately retreated in horror, if they couldn't recognize this waist card, then only the head moved, this is the waist card of the ghost king's personal 'squire' guard.

After the patrols retreated, Feng Yi frowned lightly and glanced at this person, who just bowed to Feng Yi respectfully and left in a hurry.

Feng Yi's eyes looked in the direction where this person went, and saw a man wearing a black 'color' and 'flower' silk robe, a blue 'color' 'fairy' and 'flower' ribbon tied around his waist, a linen 'color' hair, a pair of indifferent eyes, and a burly figure, which really looked like Pan Ansa and heroic.

Feng Yi's heart moved, he made a lot of trouble, and the only one who could calm this matter down was ...... q