readx;? Ye Ling's gaze fell on this thin monk wearing a black cloak, and saw that his forehead was high, skinny, and his arms exposed outside the cloak were as thin as dead wood, faintly exuding a dead aura!

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Liang Yuzhu's face was a little solemn, and he shook his head and said, "No, he is a demon cultivator, and his cultivation should be a certain kind of blood-devouring technique, presumably it consumes qi and blood extremely much to cultivate, and once the qi and blood are insufficient, there will be a situation like his now." The qi and blood in the body were gradually drained, and only by devouring the blood of the demon beast could the vitality in the body be maintained. Such a monk is extremely fierce, and if you bid with him, I am afraid that you will get into trouble. But with his senior sister here, he is a demon monk in the early stage of foundation building, and he can't make any big waves!"

Ye Ling nodded secretly, and waited for a while, and in the private room upstairs, someone said proudly: "This Wind Demon Sword is good, this son is determined to win! 23,000 spirit stones! The one downstairs, do you still dare to bid with this son?"

The Thin Demon Cultivator raised his head sharply, his gray eyes daunting.

Among the monks present, there were those who recognized the son of the upstairs private room, and said with envy and jealousy: "It turned out to be Wu Shaodong, the owner of Wu Ji Fuzhuang on North Street, no wonder he made such a generous move, and when he raised the price, he would have an extra four thousand spirit stones, he was really rich!"

Dry Thin Demon Xiu's hoarse voice said in a deep voice: "Twenty-five thousand!"

Everyone was in the mood of watching the excitement, watching the bidding of the upstairs and downstairs with great interest.

Wu Shaodong's face was a little ugly, he slapped the table, and shouted: "This son bids 30,000 spirit stones! If you have the ability, you will continue to raise the price, and this son will accompany you to the end!"

The three female cultivators of the Youyue Immortal Sect in the Yingzi private room were all dumbfounded, Mu Jinwei and Chen Guirong originally wanted to help the little junior sister who was lining the third layer of the foundation to buy the Wind Demon Sword, who would have thought that they would actually bid for 30,000 spirit stones, and even the petite junior sister had a desperate look on her face, and she was completely dead.

The thin demon cultivator in the corner downstairs, the green tendons on his skinny forehead jumped, and his hoarse voice was like a broken gong, and he said in a deep voice: "The young proprietor of Wu Ji Fu Village?

When Young Master Wu saw that he had confessed, he laughed and urged the Lord of Qibao Zhai to quickly send the Wind Demon Sword up.

"Slow, I'll produce 50,000 spirit stones!"

Ye Ling's cold voice said lightly, and it was like a thunderclap in the ears of all the monks present!

Upstairs and downstairs, as if a pot had exploded, they all exclaimed:

"Ah, 50,000 spirit stones! This is nearly twenty times more expensive than an ordinary fourth-order high-grade flying sword!"

"What is the origin of this young monk in a moon-white satin robe in the barren house?

"Looking at his waist card, it seems that he is a second-generation disciple of the Tiandan Immortal Sect, which is also incredible!"

"Ahem, most of them are the heirs of a certain Jindan elder of the Tiandan Immortal Sect, and then the descendants of the Xiuxian family, other than that, there is no other possibility. ”

There were many Tiandan Immortal Sect disciples sitting downstairs, looking intently, seeing that Ye Ling was very angry, he had never seen it, and shook his head again and again: "Huh, very strange! I dare to conclude that he is definitely not the heir of the elders of the Immortal Sect, because I know the sons and nephews of the elders!"

"Look at the blue gourd waist card hanging from his waist, it is indeed a fellow senior brother! I am a little familiar with this Taoyi senior sister sitting next to him, ah! Yes! It is Liang Yuzhu Liang, who is in the vein of Elder Liu of Dongzhu Lingshan!"

There was a lot of whispering downstairs, and even some disciples of the Tiandan Immortal Sect threw their fists to Ye Ling and Yuzhu in the private room of the absurd name, and said with a smile: "Senior Sister Liang, is this junior brother also a disciple of Dongzhu Lingshan?"

Liang Yuzhu glared at them, snorted coldly, and ignored them at all.

Fortunately, they had heard of this Senior Sister Liang, who was notoriously rude and domineering, and when they saw that Senior Sister didn't like it, they didn't dare to ask again, but one by one they still danced with their eyebrows, as if Ye Ling's bid had added a lot of glory to the faces of their fellow brothers.

The smile on the face of Wu Ji Fu Zhuang Wu Shao had already frozen, and a pair of tiger eyes stared at Ye Ling, who was sitting firmly in the middle of the barren name, and was speechless for a long time.

Seeing this, the disciples of the Tiandan Immortal Sect downstairs coaxed: "Young Master Wu, didn't you say that you would accompany you to the end?

"Haha, Wu Ji Fuzhuang's business is very prosperous, and Wu Shao's proprietor also has a time when he can't afford to produce spirit stones?

They couldn't recognize Ye Ling, and they couldn't find out, so they had to ambiguously call him the same senior brother.

The three female cultivators of the Youyue Immortal Sect in the Yingzi private room did not expect that this ordinary-looking monk in a moon white satin robe would be even more ruthless than his unreasonable senior sister!

Mu Jinwei's eyebrows furrowed, and she said suspiciously: "This kid really has 50,000 spirit stones?

Chen Guirong didn't speak, biting her red lip, with a pretty face, she kept watching the waiter sent by the Lord of Qibao Zhai to give the Wind Demon Sword to the barren house, and saw Ye Ling casually throw him five crystalline high-grade spirit stones, and he was convinced.

Mu Jinwei's brows furrowed even tighter, and she snorted coldly: "Hmph! What's so great about having so many spirit stones! Cultivation is far behind me, even if you use the Wind Demon Flying Sword to fight me, you will only lose." ”

The petite little junior sister had a look of admiration on her face, and sighed: "If I had so many spirit stones, how nice it would be! Look at the senior sisters and brothers, although their cultivation is not as good as ours, they are bold and enviable." ”

Chen Guirong sneered: "As long as the two of us assist Senior Sister Mu and kill this unruly woman in Blue Moon Valley, her storage bag is not our sister's?

"It's a pity! The Immortal Gate has a door rule, and Blue Moon Valley prohibits foreign male cultivators from entering and leaving, even if he comes, he doesn't have the courage to enter the valley. Oh, what a door-breaking rule! I was hoping he would come. ”

The three girls sighed for a long time, complaining that the door of the Youyue Immortal Gate blocked their financial route, and they couldn't wait to go over and talk to Ye Ling again, and change the location of the battle.

In the private room of the absurd name, Ye Ling used his divine sense to carefully sweep the wind demon sword that exuded a demonic aura, containing the light spirit of the wind and the power of thunder, which made Ye Ling love it.

Suddenly, Ye Ling's eyebrows furrowed, and he quickly put away the Wind Demon Sword, staring coldly at the owner of the pair of gray eyes in the corner downstairs.

Ye Ling felt the fierce killing intent from the eyes of this thin demon cultivator, and when the eyes of the two collided, the killing intent was even stronger!

Liang Yuzhu didn't notice the eyes of his junior brother and the demon cultivator, his cheeks became flushed with excitement, he grabbed Ye Ling's hand, and shouted, "Senior brother, look!