Nine suns stepping on the sky

Mingque suddenly felt regret, but now, it was too late.

puff--

puff--

Blood flowers bloomed, and several people were crushed alive.

Mo Yu stretched out his hand, got a storage ring, checked them one by one, and soon found out.

With a flash of inspiration, a piece of yellow mud appeared, like a living thing, it swallowed Mo Yu's palm directly, and spread up to the arm.

Suddenly, the runes formed by the ancient cyan bricks appeared on his arm, and the yellow mud shattered and turned into a misty yellow brilliance.

Vaguely, there seemed to be a sound of reference, and a suction force broke out from the rune, absorbing it.

Mo Yu looked down and saw that the damage to the ancient blue bricks had recovered somewhat.

After thinking for a while, he took out a bunch of ancient relics from his hands and bought by Mingque and others.

next moment.

hum-

Countless runes flew out of Mo Yu's body, condensed into ancient blue bricks, and sprinkled a piece of blue brilliance.

Under the light, pieces of the ancient objects were shattered, decomposing into yellow spots of light, and condensed into a piece of yellow mud, which was exactly the same as what I saw before, about the size of a human fist.

It seemed to have intelligence, and it sensed danger as soon as it appeared, struggling to escape.

But under the cyan brilliance, he was suppressed and had nowhere to escape.

hum-

The cyan ancient brick trembled, and the yellow mud disintegrated and was "eaten" by it.

It can be clearly seen that after "eating" the earthy yellow mud, a crack inside the ancient brick is slowly repairing, and countless broken runes can be reborn.

"More...and more..."

An intermittent thought came, and the ancient blue bricks re-dispersed into runes and merged into Mo Yu's body.

Mo Yu's face was startled after a moment of sensing, he just repaired a little, and the aura of the ancient blue bricks was much stronger, giving him a faint sense of oppression.

If it is fully recovered, its power will definitely be earth-shattering!

It's a pity that I didn't find out before that the owner of the stall was from a tribe. The ruins they found may have something that can restore the ancient blue bricks.

If you have a chance in the future, you must go for a walk.

Before his identity is exposed and the Three Realms kill together, Mo Yu must do his best to improve his strength.

Take a breath, suppress the thoughts in your mind, the key thing right now is to get the mirage beast map.

With this thing in hand, you can get twice the result with half the effort when walking in the ancient land.

Mo Yu turned back to the room, sat cross-legged, and began to practice with his eyes closed.

……

Two days later, the Jinman tribe trade fair was held as scheduled.

Greeted by Mo Yu, he entered the residence of the Shuiman Tribe.

"Fellow Daoist Yumo is here. We have made preparations. Fellow Daoist has nothing else to do, so let's go." Wu Jiang said with a smile.

He summoned the people of the Shuiman tribe before sending people to invite Mo Yu.

Mo Yu's expression remained unchanged, he nodded and said, "Okay."

Wu Jiang stretched out his hand and said, "Friends, please."

Headed by the two, they boarded the alien beast bronze carriage, only to hear the coachman yell, and the two alien beasts pulling the cart roared, and went straight to the fair.

Along the way, all kinds of cars drove incessantly, all of which were pulled by strange beasts, and one could vaguely feel the powerful and obscure aura in the cars.

These are all strong men from the barbarian tribes, and there are also powerful foreign monks among them.

Cooperating with the indigenous barbarians in the ancient land is the choice of most monks from the Three Realms after entering, and things will go much smoother.

Of course, those tribes that hate foreign monks are not in this category.

Soon, the car of the Waterman Tribe stopped at a special VIP channel, and was received by the monks of the Jinman Tribe.

Mo Yu and Wu Jiang got out of the car, and suddenly a cold snort came from their ears.

Not far away, on a pitch-black frame, a barbarian youth was looking at it coldly!

His hair was braided, falling in fine pieces, and his face was tattooed with dark black patterns, which gave people a strange and dangerous feeling, like a ferocious beast running through the jungle.

Wu Jiang's face changed slightly, "It's the Wildfire tribe. They hate foreign monks and are extremely powerful."

On the pitch-black frame, the barbarian youth's eyes flashed coldly. He obviously heard his words. He raised his hand and made a gesture of cutting his neck.

Wu Jiang's face was gloomy, and he cursed in a low voice, "The Wildfire Tribe acts viciously and holds grudges, there is no need to offend them, so let's go too."

Mo Yu nodded, appearing quite calm.

Soon, led by the beautiful woman from the Jinman tribe, the party entered the luxury box.

This place is about a hundred meters long, the floor is covered with thick fur, and the square tables and round chairs are also exquisite.There is a wooden shelf in the corner, displaying all kinds of fine wine, tea, and snacks, and the service is comprehensive.

"Fellow Daoist Yu Mo, please sit down." Wu Jiang stretched out his hand and sat on both sides with him, and the rest followed one by one.

In a short time, his complexion recovered, and he smiled slightly at this moment, saying: "The strength of the Jinman tribe is the highest among the five tribes. There are also many treasures at the fair, but I know that there are no less than dozens of them. Of course, although the treasures are good, But if you want to get it, you have to spend a lot of money.”

"Today, if Fellow Daoist Yu Mo has something he likes, I wish to offer it with both hands, and I have the right to reward Fellow Daoist for his saving grace. Please don't refuse."

Mo Yu nodded upon hearing the words, "If necessary, I will speak up."

"That's the best!" Although he didn't get a clear answer, Wu Jiang was extremely satisfied. If he blindly pursued success, it might backfire.

Seeing that he didn't bother him much, Mo Yu nodded secretly. Wu Jiang knows how to advance and retreat. If possible, he might as well help him in the future.

Concentrating on his thoughts, he looked forward.

I saw one side of the box, which was polished from a whole piece of crystal, and the runes on the surface circulated, so you can clearly see the outside world, but it can block the line of sight and spiritual exploration.

At this moment, the entire circular venue was densely packed with monks, and more than a dozen huge boxes were lit up with auras, obviously monks had entered.

This time the trade fair has attracted at least [-]% of the attention of the strong in the ancient land, and there are many large-scale power competitions. If you want to come to the battle for the mirage map, it must be exciting.

Mo Yu looked calm, but his heart gradually became serious.

Swah——

Suddenly, a ray of light shot down overhead, illuminating the round auction platform.

The figure of an old man appeared at some unknown time. His beard and hair were all white and his face was rosy. He smiled and said with cupped hands: "Welcome everyone to come to our trade fair. The rules remain the same. Please bid enthusiastically."

As soon as his voice fell, there was a gasp of air below him.

"It's this old thing!"

Most of the barbarians will hold a trade fair every once in a while to exchange what they have.

In order to ensure the maximum value of tribal treasures, most of them have trained some extremely powerful auctioneers.

This old man is the most powerful auctioneer of the Jinman tribe, also known as Jin Pozui.

Any trade fair he hosts will definitely cause the visitors to bleed profusely, and there is no reason for the outbreak.

"It's actually Jin Pozui hosting!"

"It seems that this time, the treasures brought out by the Jin Man tribe are very unusual."

"Damn it, if you meet this old guy, you will have to spend at least [-]% more wild stones this time!"

"What a f***ing bad luck!"

Gritting his teeth, Jin Pozui had a smile on his face, "I know most of you acquaintances, I will talk about the old days later, so as not to waste everyone's time, the following is the first treasure."

Hearing these words, the monks in the field gritted their teeth for a while, cursing who the **** wants to catch up with you, how far away you die, how far away you are, and the death can't be farther away!

But soon, his eyes were attracted by the treasures presented by the barbarian beauties, and his face showed anticipation.