Supreme Cthulhu

Chapter 615
Ling Jiuxiao and the others left Leitian City without haste.

Whether it was Ling Jiuxiao, the Decepticon Tiger or Wu Han, they all felt that there were many warriors following them in the dark.

"Brother Ling, with so many people following us, I'm afraid..." Wu Han said with some worry.

Ling Jiuxiao smiled lightly, "Don't worry, it's just some mice!"

"It's fine if they don't show up. If they dare to show up, we don't have to be polite to them!"

Hearing Ling Jiuxiao's words, Wu Han stopped talking. Since Ling Jiuxiao had said so, he couldn't continue to speak, and he thought that with Ling Jiuxiao by his side, nothing would happen.

After a quarter of an hour, Ling Jiuxiao and the three of them left Thunder Sky City.

Not long after, a large group of warriors rushed from all directions, surrounding Ling Jiuxiao and the three of them.

Seeing this, the Decepticon Tiger showed a bloodthirsty look on his face, "Master, let us kill them all!"

When he said this, the Decepticon Kuanghu licked his lips. As a tenth-rank Yuan Beast, although the Decepticon Kuanghu could transform into a human form, he was still extremely bloodthirsty in his heart, and he liked to kill very much. It was because he had been suppressed by the Hunting God Temple for so long before, his hands were already itchy, and he wished to have a big kill to vent the depression in his heart.

But now that these reckless warriors came to surround them, he naturally wanted to start a massacre.

But now that he has surrendered to Ling Jiuxiao, he must ask Ling Jiuxiao before doing anything.

"Don't worry, these are just little mice. Don't worry about doing it until the big mice appear!" Ling Jiuxiao smiled faintly, looking at the warriors surrounding them, not caring at all.

Most of these warriors had participated in the auction before, and of course there were quite a few new faces among them, obviously they were the helpers invited by the warriors in the auction hall.

"Little brother, my money is a little tight recently, so I borrow some spirit jade to spend some money. My requirements are not high, and 20 spirit jade is enough. This spirit jade should not be a big amount for you, no problem, right?" ?" A fierce-looking warrior looked at Ling Jiuxiao and sneered.

"It's the same for me. Money is a bit tight recently. As the saying goes, if you don't bring money with you, you don't take it with you when you die. Little brother, give me some spiritual jade. I only need 30 spiritual jade!"

These martial artists who surrounded Ling Jiuxiao spoke one after another. In their eyes, Ling Jiuxiao was just a big fat sheep. They thought that with so many people here, Ling Jiuxiao was already settled.

"Little beast, hand over the ten-thousand-year ice essence, and I will spare you!" A roar sounded.

I saw an icy blue light flying over, and turned into a man with a cold face in front of Ling Jiuxiao and the others, who was Bing Sheng.

For Ling Jiuxiao's auction of ten thousand years of ice marrow, the Ice Saint hated Ling Jiuxiao to the bone. Now he can't wait to cut Ling Jiuxiao into pieces. Moreover, during the auction, Ling Jiuxiao embarrassed him and made him Some of them couldn't get off the stage. Now that he had the opportunity to clean up Ling Jiuxiao, he would naturally not let it go.

"Little friend, can I borrow the scabbard you took for a while to observe!" A hearty laugh sounded.

The elder of the Yang family also appeared in the ranks surrounding Ling Jiuxiao.

"Little friend, as long as you lend the scabbard to the old man for a period of time, the old man promises not to embarrass you!" The elder of the Yang family looked at Ling Jiuxiao and smiled faintly.

But even a fool would understand that when the elder of the Yang family asked Ling Jiuxiao to borrow the scabbard, he definitely did not have to pay back the scabbard, but he was a little more reserved, and did not directly ask Ling Jiuxiao to hand it over like Bing Sheng.

Ling Jiuxiao looked at Bingsheng and the elder of the Yang family with a sarcastic smile on his lips.

"One of you wants my ten-thousand-year ice marrow, and the other wants to borrow my scabbard. Do you think you're sure of me?"

"That's natural, little beast, don't force me to take action, or I will make you suffer all the tortures in the world!" Bing Sheng shouted coldly.

"Little friend, I don't think I'm sure of you, but there are so many comrades here, they all want to borrow something from you. No matter how strong you are, you can't beat four hands with two fists. It's better to choose to submit. , as the saying goes, if you keep the green hills, you don’t have to worry about firewood, so why do you have to make trouble with yourself!" The elder of the Yang family looked at Ling Jiuxiao and said with a earnest look.

Ling Jiuxiao looked down on people like the great elder of the Yang family. He obviously paid the same attention to everyone else, but still pretended to be dignified. This kind of person is a typical hypocrite.

"Little bastard, hand over the token of the spirit world to this king!"

Just after the words of the elder of the Yang family fell, there was another violent roar, and a cloud of black sea water flew from the sky.

The black sea water gathered in front of Ling Jiuxiao and others, forming the Black Sea King.

The Black Sea King is a man around forty years old, wearing a black robe with the mark of the Temple of Thunder on the left chest of the black robe.

"Little bastard, now I count to three and hand over the token of the spirit world, otherwise I will definitely let you die without a place to bury you!" Black Sea King directly threatened in a cold voice.

"Little friend, don't be stubborn anymore, hand over what we want, so that you are at least alive, or if you die, no matter how many things you have, it will be useless!"

"Little bastard, hand over my saint's ten-thousand-year ice marrow!"

The elders of the Yang family and Bing Sheng followed suit.

"That's right, little brother, hand over the things you got at the auction. As for Lingyu, this king is not rare, and this king can promise you that as long as you hand over the things you got at the auction, this king will I can guarantee you to leave safely!"

A faint voice sounded, and King Zhenshan was seen flying from a distance.

Before Ling Jiuxiao bid for the scabbard, the Zhenshan King avoided embarrassment and made him have a little affection for Ling Jiuxiao, but these favors were completely insignificant compared with his inner greed. For Ling Jiuxiao's spirit world token, he only needs to get a spirit world token.

Ling Jiuxiao looked at the warriors surrounding him, at the ugly faces of King Zhenshan and the elders of the Yang family, the hideous expressions of King Heihai and Bingsheng, and at the greedy expressions of other warriors. He laughed suddenly, and very happily.

Ling Jiuxiao's big laugh made Hei Haiwang's face extremely gloomy, and he roared angrily, "Little bastard, you can't find death!"

"I court death?"

"Hehe, it seems that you guys think you're going to get me!"

"Since that's the case, then I don't need to talk nonsense with you anymore. Get out if you don't want to die. If you stay here, then don't blame me for being cruel!"

(End of this chapter)