Walking all the way to Beihe, there is always a feeling of restlessness, and his eyes look behind him from time to time.

However, he picked up speed along the way and headed in the direction of the auction.

If someone wants to be unfavorable to him, then he is the safest at auction.

Because there are not only many people at the auction, but also the old monsters of the French Yuan period are stationed. If the other party dares to show up, then he will not be able to ask for it.

At this time, Beihe also took a look at the situation in his body.

When he felt the cold aura, his face turned pale.

At the beginning, he had devoured it with infant pills, but he didn't expect that these cold breaths still remained.

It seems that Beihe needs to find an opportunity to refine these cold breaths with infant pills again.

With this thought in his heart, he came to a tall stone temple in the center of the city.

The guards here are extremely strict, not only the Yuan Infant Stage monks are standing on both sides, but there are also hundreds of households who have gone out of the ordinary stage of cultivation, and their eyes are sharply scanning the people who enter and exit it.

Coincidentally, the gate where Beihe walked, and the hundred households stationed were the martyrs of the Hailing clan.

When he first stepped into this city, the two sides had a little conflict because of Zhu Qing, and later he was calculated by this person to become a hundred households by competition. This Qiu Beihe has always remembered, but over the years, he has not been able to find a chance to take revenge.

"It turned out to be a friend ...... Hokamido"

After seeing Beihe, Shu Lie said hello with a smile.

Over the years, Beihe has emerged in the City of Ten Thousand Souls with a formation, and he has been extremely polite to Beihe, as if he wanted to resolve the conflict between the two back then.

Beihe was irritable in his heart, and in the face of this person's good face, he just glanced at the other party. Then he showed the hundred household tokens in his hand and strode into the stone hall.

Shu Lie's face twitched, and there was still a bit of anger in his eyes when he looked at his back.

In the end, he still sent this evil breath on a Yuan Infant Demon Cultivator who wanted to step into the auction hall.

"You...... Stop! Show your identity token. I just heard him speak in a cold voice.

Hearing this, the demon cultivator's expression tightened, "This senior, junior is a first-order casual cultivator, there is no identity token, and the people in front of him have not ......."

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Shu Lie, "Then you can get out!"

After finishing speaking, he flicked his sleeves at this person, and an astonishing wave of qi hit this Yuan Infant Demon Cultivator.

"Knock Knock Knock ......"

In just this moment, the Yuan Infant Demon Cultivator flew out upside down, and after landing on the ground, his steps staggered back.

When he finally stood firm, this demon cultivator's face turned pale. He glanced at Shu Lie in horror, and immediately turned away, intending to enter through another door.

Beihe didn't know what was happening behind him. The stone hall he stepped into was the auction venue, and it was huge.

Looking at it, I am afraid that there is a radius of thousands of feet, and it is not a problem to accommodate tens of thousands of people.

However, most of the people who can participate in this auction are wealthy and highly cultivated.

And those who set foot here are at least Yuan Infant Stage monks, and monks like Beihe who are out of the ordinary stage abound.

In addition to the same large number of Dustless Stage Cultivators, some Fayuan Stage Monsters even appear from time to time.

The space formation in this auction hall was specially arranged by the master of the Fa Yuan period in the human race, and over the years, Beihe has participated in the maintenance of this array. Therefore, he knew this space formation very well.

At the moment, more than half of the people in the venue were seated.

Not only that, but the auction had already begun, and on the stage, a woman from the Earth Kun tribe in a yellow robe was fiddling with a stone the size of a human head in her hand.

It was a piece of refining material, and it was of extremely good grade. A woman of the Earth Kun tribe who has a mid-stage cultivation wants to exchange this thing for a six-grade elixir called Sanxiang Flower. Or use this thing in exchange for 10,000 high-grade magic stones.

If the spirit stone is okay, someone should be able to take it out easily, but the high-level magic yuan stone is not something that ordinary demon cultivators can take out.

In the end, the woman of the Kun tribe in this place did not succeed in the transaction, so she could only retreat stupidly.

Next, an old man of the Terran clan with immortal wind bones walked up to the auction table, and this person took out a fist-sized drop of water. If you look closely, there are some miniature objects in the water droplets, which seem to be some array equipment.

"This thing is a set of formations, called the Fusha Formation, and those who cultivate below the dustless period, as long as they are trapped in it, don't want to get out of the trap within ten days. The old decay is extremely lacking in spirit stones, and this array bids for 10,000 high-grade spirit stones at a low price, and the one with the highest price wins. "Just listen to the old man.

After this person's voice fell, the audience resounded one after another bidding sounds.

Beihe just glanced at the auction table, then turned to look at the passage behind him, looking for someone's appearance.

And in the rest of the process, he would occasionally look behind him, or scan the crowd around him.

For some reason, he always had the feeling that he was being spied on.

Although the auction here is huge, except for the spatial formation, there are no other formations that can cover the detection or gaze of the divine sense, so everyone can see everyone in this place clearly, and it is normal for people to be spied on.

As he pondered, he walked forward, came to a seat at the back of the room, and sat down.

However, his mind was still not on the auction table, but paying attention to the people around him.

He had a gut feeling that the one he had been with before had also come to the auction hall now. It's just that now he is in the light, and the other party is in the dark.

"Huh!"

At this moment, from Beihe's side, a soft sound suddenly came.

Beihe turned around abruptly, and saw a woman wearing a cloak and covering her face sitting beside him.

Even if the cloak is extremely wide, it can't hide the perfect figure of the other party.

After seeing this woman, he didn't know if the other party's soft voice was aimed at the six-grade elixir on the stage, or at him.

"Ten thousand!"

Just when he was suspicious in his heart, and even had a trace of vigilance, he only heard the crisp bidding sound of the woman beside him, which resounded in the auction hall.

Listening to the voice, this is a young girl, not very old.

Beihe glanced at her beside her without a trace, and then withdrew his gaze.

It seemed that the other party was going for the elixir, and he was nervous just now, like a frightened bird, and he was a little fussed.

The six-grade elixir on the stage, which was not uncommon, gave up after being bid for 20,000 spirit stones.

At this point, Beihe paid attention to the auction table in front of him.

This auction is once in 30 years, no matter whether he is in any trouble or not, if he encounters something he needs, he must auction it first.

But there are several things that Beihe is not interested in.

It wasn't until a good moment passed that he finally came across two alchemy techniques suitable for the cultivation of cultivators in the Mortal Stage, and they were photographed by him for a total price of 10,000 high-grade spirit stones.

These two high-level alchemy techniques should be enough for him to cultivate for a while. Fused to the body of Yuan Sha Wuji, the physical body will increase a lot.

Half a day has passed since the auction, and Beihe has not encountered a magic weapon suitable for him.

The magic weapons auctioned on the stage are at most five grades, and even six grades cannot be reached. As for the ordinary five-grade magic weapon, he can shake it hard with his physical body, and I am afraid that it is not as powerful as his fists in his hands.

Just when Beihe was about to lose interest in this auction, an old man in blue armor who was only three feet tall walked up.

From this old man's body, he only exuded the cultivation fluctuations of the Yuan Infant Stage.

After appearing, this person took out a thick stone book and looked at everyone: "This is the four-grade demon Dao supernatural power, and the ice is shaking thousands of miles. After this technique is practiced, it has a certain spatial attribute, and at the same time, it is cultivated to the end, and it also has the divine effect of quenching the body. The reserve price is 1,000 high-grade spirit stones, and the one with the highest price will get it. ”

Bei He sneered at this, only the four-grade demon dao supernatural powers, only suitable for the cultivation of Yuan Infant stage cultivators, he was already a late stage cultivator, so he naturally had no interest.

However, when he heard that he could quench his body at the end of his cultivation, he was still slightly moved.

"One Thousand Twelve ......"

At this moment, someone has already started bidding.

"One Thousand and a Half ......"

A second voice followed.

The price of this item quickly soared to two thousand high-grade spirit stones, which was already a high price for a four-grade spell. After all, there is such a thing as magic, which can be rubbed casually.

"Three thousand!"

But listen to the voice of the North River.

Hearing this, everyone who had spoken before looked at him.

And when they saw that it was a monk who opened his mouth, these people immediately withdrew their gaze.

Many quick-thinking people also noticed the costumes of the hundred households in Wanling City on Beihe. In this case, they will not dare to have the idea of fighting.

"Three Thousand and a Half ......"

Just when Beihe thought that he should be able to take this technique down easily, he only heard a woman's voice, which sounded diagonally behind.

Beihe turned his head to take a look, and saw that the person who opened the door was a middle-aged woman in a palace dress and a long skirt, this woman was dignified and looked like she was in her early forties. And its body is petite and delicate, and its skin is pale silver. It can be seen that she is a monk of an alien race, and as for which clan she is, Beihe is not easy to judge. Beihe faintly felt a chill from the other party's body, which should be some kind of rare race.

Looking at Beihe, a faint fear appeared on the middle-aged woman's face. She showed a cautious smile towards Beihe, for fear of offending him.

"Four thousand!"

Just listen to the North River Channel.

After his bidding fell, the middle-aged woman in the back clenched her silver teeth, "Four thousand five!"

"Huh?"

Beihe frowned slightly, he didn't expect the other party to look like he didn't plan to give up, which was a bit interesting.

In his opinion, the supernatural power named Ice Earthquake Wanli should be quite consistent with the cold attribute aura on the middle-aged woman in the back, so the other party took the risk of offending him, a hundred households in Wanling City, and tried to take pictures of things.

But maybe there is another reason, that is, this ice shook thousands of miles, maybe there is something strange.