Chapter 315: The human heart is unpredictable

Shapeshifters!

The monks present were all pale and dirty.

As we all know, the transformation period of the demon beast is corresponding to the three heavenly tribulations of the human race, that is, the primordial infant, the demon clan's cultivation is difficult, and in the same situation, the strength is better than that of the immortal cultivators of the same realm of the human race.

How did the dignified Demon King come here, didn't he know that once his identity was exposed, he would become the target of everyone?

Everyone was puzzled or confused.

However, this thought has not yet been reversed, and something unexpected has happened.

With a miserable scream coming into his ears, a certain unlucky immortal cultivator had fallen, and it was those immortal cultivators in black robes who did it.

At this time, they all showed their hideous minions one by one.

They are wrapped in black gas, but they are different from demon cultivators, and it can even be said that they are even more weird, and they all exude a suffocating aura.

"Night Witch, these guys have long been in the same league as the monsters. ”

In the blink of an eye, several monks fell, and the rest of the dead all shouted loudly.

Soon, however, the fear on their faces deepened.

It was not that these monks who participated in the auction were as timid as mice, but they discovered that one of these night wizards was actually an old monster in the infancy stage.

This person's face is old, but he can't tell how old he is, with a lion's mouth and a wide nose, and his whole body exudes a sense of anger. Wearing a wide robe, this dress is not surprising on the surface, but on its chest, there is an embroidered skeleton, lifelike, which makes people feel terrified.

The Bone Master!

Someone suddenly exclaimed.

This person is also known for his cruelty and murder among the Night Witches.

Legend has it that the supernatural powers of his cultivation are very strange, although it is only in the early stage of the Yuan Infant. But his strength is almost comparable to that of a mid-stage monk.

I don't know if the rumors are wrong, but all in all, it's very difficult.

For a while, countless people's faces were like dirt, but they couldn't wait for them to figure out what to do. A loud "boom" came to my ears again.

But it was a high platform in front of it, and the two powerful beings of the human race and the demon clan existed, and they made a mess.

The tiger demon has already appeared in its original form, it is a giant tiger with a body length of more than ten zhang, at this moment, I don't know what talent secret technique has been cast, and the fur of the whole body is glowing with blood-red luster.

And the enemy it faced was an immortal cultivator in the middle of the Yuan Infant Period. The golden helmet and golden armor, just in terms of appearance, are similar to the heavenly soldiers and generals on the New Year's paintings, no, they are more powerful, and they are even wrapped with golden arcs.

Thundering Venerable!

Many Jindan monks also recognized it.

This person is one of the elders of Black Marsh City, and his thunder attribute supernatural power is really beyond the reach of ordinary people.

And yet at the moment. He and the hideous tiger demon are only half a catty or eight taels.

The two fought for their lives, but most of their attention. It's all on the pills that are put aside, yes, the White Bone Master saw this situation clearly, and ordered in a cold voice with a frown: "Drag these ants for me, and there is no doubt about killing everything." ”

Before the words fell, he turned into a rainbow and flew away as if in front of him, so fast. It was jaw-dropping, and the shot was even more ruthless, and several monks who happened to be in his way were all taken care of by him, and directly harvested their lives.

This scene. Ling Xian could see it clearly, but he had already hid to the side, so naturally he was not affected, but he sighed in his heart.

I really didn't make a mistake, that guy was indeed a demon clan.

He took a huge risk and came here for the sake of that miraculous elixir.

Increase the chances of getting married?

Ling Xian sneered and shook his head.

If that's all it takes, it's useless for the demon clan at all.

Why should the other party risk their lives?

There must be some reason why I don't know.

However, Ling Xian was puzzled, and he was not interested in finding out what was going on.

The most urgent task is how to protect ourselves in this chaotic environment.

The Night Wizards have already done it.

Naturally, the monks who participated in the auction would not sit idly by and fight back.

Originally, in terms of the number of immortal cultivators, it was naturally that the monks who participated in the auction were superior, and no matter what, it was impossible to fall behind.

But the problem, people's hearts are not aligned, and the scene in front of them is really weird, so most of the monks are worried, unless the other party finds them.

Otherwise, you can not make a move without making a move, and you can protect yourself.

If that's all there is to it, that's it.

What happened next was much worse.

"Ahh

A scream came to my ears: "Zhang ...... Zhang Laosan, you, how dare you sneak attack me?"

The voice came abruptly, and Ling Xian also turned his head along with the sound, and then, he saw a monk in the middle stage of the Golden Pill covering his chest, his face as white as paper, and blood kept oozing out of his fingers.

Not far from his side, a short and mediocre-looking monk was full of mana, and in his hand, he was still holding a dagger with a drop of blood, and his eyes were full of hatred: "The surname is Zhang, you rely on your cultivation to be higher than me, and there is Juluo Zong behind you to support you, and you usually bully me in every way, I can bear it, but last time you hunted for treasure, you actually killed my own brother, such a blood feud, do you think I will swallow my anger?"

"To tell you the truth, I didn't go to the auction this time because I was looking for any treasures, but because I wanted to find an opportunity to sneak attack. ”

The diminutive monk said as he pounced viciously.

The other monks were stunned, but there were also many people whose eyes flashed with cruelty.

There are many bloody storms in the immortal cultivation world, and there are not many existences that can survive the second heavenly tribulation, so most of the Jindan monks who participated in the auction recognized each other.

There is naturally no shortage of close friends with each other, but there will also be enmity.

Just ignored each other, didn't tear their faces, and at the same time, no one dared to make trouble at the auction in Black Swamp City.

But the difference in front of me is that it has become a mess here, and there is just revenge and revenge.

Not everyone will take the overall situation into account, and narrow-minded people are everywhere.

Since they have already done it, the minds of the others are also alive, maybe they have no enemies here, but after all, the majority of them returned empty-handed at the auction.

I was shy in my pocket just now, can I take advantage of the chaos and make a windfall at this moment?

Don't say despicable, the immortal cultivation world was originally full of bloody storms, and at this moment, they just tore off their sanctimonious coats one by one.

To be able to bring the road of cultivating immortals to this point, who hasn't experienced the bloody wind and bloody rain?

The screams kept coming into their ears, and those Jindan monks themselves were in a mess, and there were even some people who stared at Ling Xian with malicious eyes.

He bought the cold iron outside the sky, which was very wealthy, and at this moment, it was naturally easy to attract everyone's attention.

PS: Happy New Year, all the best, Phantom Rain greetings to everyone! )