Eternal Demon King

Walking along the way, Yang Xuan saw a lot of things that he had not seen in his previous life. This is also because today is the day of the market, and many warriors came here from far away to sell their things.

However, most of the things on the street stalls are cheap. If you want to buy good treasures, you still have to go to the shop opened by Ziyang Sect, where there are precious spiritual tools, elixir, elixir, and various cultivation methods. things for sale.

"Hey, brother, what kind of flying spirit weapon are you? You actually want one million low-grade primeval stones!"

"This thing is not gray, nor does it have any spiritual fluctuations, so it won't be broken, right?"

Suddenly, there was a loud noise from the front, and a large group of people surrounded a martial artist who set up a street stall. Your words and my words were very noisy.

Yang Xuan was curious, and stepped up, and found that the owner of this stall was a middle-aged man in his thirties, tall and thin, with a pale and bloodless face. It should have been seriously injured, resulting in a loss of qi and blood.

In the booth in front of him, there was only one thing, which should be a flying spirit tool. A white cloth was erected next to the spirit tool, and a line of words was written on it: One of the best spirit tools, the price of millions of low-grade Yuanshi , no bargaining at all.

Yang Xuan was a little speechless. One million low-grade Yuanshi is not a small amount. Going to the shop opened by Ziyang Sect is enough to buy a medium-grade spirit boat of good quality.

But now, the middle-aged man is sitting on the ground with an indifferent expression, as if he likes to buy it or not.

Yang Xuan was very knowledgeable and did not rush to leave. He carefully looked at the flying spirit tool on the booth and found that it was a shuttle boat. It was about the size of a palm, and the whole body was dark gray. Luster, and there is no spiritual fluctuation at all, it is impossible to see what level it is, and it is no wonder that some people say that this thing may be broken.

"Brother, my old man likes to study antiquities. Can I sell 100,000 yuan of low-grade Yuanshi?" At this time, someone bid 100,000 yuan.

"Not for sale."

"Brother, think about it again, one hundred thousand low-grade primeval stones are already quite a lot."

"Don't think about it, if you say you don't sell it, you won't sell it."

As he said that, seeing more and more people watching, the middle-aged man said loudly: "Everyone, I found this shuttle boat from an ancient tomb three years ago, although I don't know what level of flying spirit it is. But that ancient tomb is the cave of the ancient powerhouse, which is enough to show the extraordinaryness of this boat. I also suffered from a recent injury and I was deficient in qi and blood. I urgently need primeval stones to buy a blood nourishing elixir, otherwise I would be reluctant to sell this piece. baby."

"It's ridiculous, if this thing is really some kind of treasure, you must have already recognized the owner, but it seems that this thing cannot be recognized as the owner, and it is useless for anyone to buy it."

"That is, what is the cave of the ancient powerhouse, maybe it was made up by your Excellency, such a broken boat dares to ask for millions of yuan stone, this is simply a lion's mouth, whoever buys it is a fool. "

There were two young people from the Vientiane Realm who spoke and ridiculed. Although the others did not speak, they also dispersed, and they no longer had any interest in the shuttle boat.

Seeing this scene, the middle-aged man's face sank, and he said to the two young people: "Leave if you don't buy it, don't stop me from doing business here."

"Damn, how are you talking, do you know who this young master is?" A young man in brocade swears, this person obviously has some background, although the cultivation base is only the sixth level of the Vientiane Realm, but he does not put the middle-aged man in his eyes, if not Fighting is prohibited in Ziyang Zongfang City, and he may have overturned the other side's booth.

"Who you are has nothing to do with me. If I don't have the blood nourishing elixir, I will die sooner or later."

Feeling his murderous intention, the young man in Jinyi was furious, but he didn't dare to say anything more in the face of a dying man in the realm of heaven and man. Look, also turned and walked away.

"Young man, everyone else has left, why don't you leave? It's hard for you to buy my shuttle boat?" At this time, the middle-aged man found that Yang Xuan was alone in front of the booth, and couldn't help but said, but He just asked casually, but he didn't think that Yang Xuan was not amazing, and a boy dressed in ordinary clothes could get a million low-grade primeval stones.

"This shuttle boat has some research value, but one million low-grade Yuanshi is too expensive." Yang Xuan said.

"Young man, I can guarantee that this item is a treasure, absolutely worth one million low-grade primeval stones." The middle-aged man was in urgent need of a blood-boosting elixir and would never let go.

"Boy, buy it." Suddenly, the voice of the purgatory boy entered Yang Xuan's mind.

"This thing is really a treasure!?" Yang Xuan thought slightly and asked secretly through voice transmission.

"Of course, this should be a mid-grade artifact, but the people in your continent don't know the goods, and don't know how to sacrifice this treasure."

"Mid-grade artifact!" Yang Xuan was shocked, thinking that his luck was too bad, he just went to the market, so he could find a middle-grade artifact.

There are a lot of people in the world who don't know the goods. It is true that some people can find some treasures from the street stalls in the market, but Yang Xuan has never heard of them.

Of course, whoever finds an artifact will not make a statement, but in any case, it is extremely rare to find an artifact on a street stall.

Thoughts flickered, Yang Xuan didn't show any expression on his face, and said to the middle-aged man: "Your Excellency is in urgent need of tonic elixir, I have one here, but I don't know if you are willing to exchange it with me?"

"What elixir?"

"Blood Marrow Pill!"

"What, the Blood Marrow Pill of Qingyun Sect, where did you get it from?"

Blood Marrow Pill is a unique elixir of Qingyun Sect. Although it is only a fourth-grade pill, it has an excellent effect of nourishing qi and blood.

"Don't worry about how I got it, do you want to change it or not?" Yang Xuan asked.

"I, changed." The middle-aged man gritted his teeth and agreed to exchange with Yang Xuan. In his opinion, a blood marrow pill should be worth hundreds of thousands of low-grade Yuanshi, of course, that is the internal price of Qingyunzong. , if it was sold, it would definitely be worth one million low-grade primeval stones, or even more.

"Here, this is the blood marrow pill, you can check it out." Yang Xuan took out a jade bottle and threw it to the middle-aged man. The latter took the jade bottle and found that it contained a blood-colored pill the size of a longan. When it was bright, he quickly opened the cork of the bottle, and a strong and faintly fragrant blood gushed out, condensed but did not disperse, and couldn't help but be ecstatic: "Haha, yes, this is the blood marrow pill."

After speaking, he opened his mouth to eat, and in just a short while, his pale face recovered a little rosy.

Yang Xuan didn't care about him, grabbed the shuttle boat and put it in the storage ring, and was ready to leave. This is a mid-grade artifact, and it's a rare flying artifact. The speed is definitely faster than the attacking purgatory sword. Yang Xuan can't wait to think Looking for a quiet place to practice.

"Boy, stop for me." At this moment, several people strode forward. The leader was a young man with a slender figure. He was not very handsome, but he was dressed in brocade clothes and wore a treasured sword on his waist. In Chongtian, there were three young men behind him, all dressed in luxurious clothes, one could tell from a glance that they had a prominent family background and extraordinary origins.

"Is something wrong?" Yang Xuan turned to look at the young man in the lead, wondering why this guy wanted to find fault with him for no reason.

"Boy, tell me honestly, where did you get the blood marrow pill on your body?" The young man asked arrogantly. His name was Jia Xinming, and he was the core disciple of the inner sect of Qingyun Sect. How precious is it, the sect usually only rewards the disciples who have made great contributions to the sect, and will never sell it to the outside world.

"Are you a disciple of Qingyun Sect?" Yang Xuan could see that this Jia Xinming should be from Qingyun Sect, otherwise there is no need to trouble himself for the blood marrow pill.

"Jia Xinming, the core disciple of the inner sect of Qingyun Sect." Jia Xinming said coldly: "And you are definitely not my disciple of Qingyun Sect."

There are many Qingyun Sect disciples, but Jia Xinming has never met Yang Xuan, and knows that he is definitely not their Qingyun Sect disciple.

But now, a kid who is not a disciple of their Qingyun Sect actually has a blood marrow pill, this matter is a bit strange, Jia Xinming naturally wants to ask clearly.

"You are right, I am indeed not a disciple of your Qingyun Sect." Yang Xuan said lazily.

"Hmph, then tell me, where did the blood marrow pill on your body come from? I don't think our Qingyun Sect disciples will sell the blood marrow pill to you." Jia Xinming's expression was not good, and his voice became more and more serious. Chilled.

"I don't need to tell you this." Yang Xuan said lightly.

"Senior brother, this son must have killed our Qingyun Sect disciple, otherwise there would never be a blood marrow pill on his body." A young man said angrily behind Jia Xinming.

"Hehe, you're right, I actually killed several of your Qingyun Sect disciples in the Demon Emperor's tomb." Yang Xuan chuckled lightly.

"Damn, this kid actually admits it like that?"

"It doesn't work if you don't admit it. After all, he has a blood marrow pill on his body."

"It is said that the Blood Marrow Pill of Qingyun Sect is never sold to the outside world. It is extremely precious. He was lucky enough to get the Blood Marrow Pill."

"Just an idiot."

"idiot?"

"Yeah, didn't you see that he just exchanged a blood marrow pill for the stall owner for the broken flying spirit weapon?"

"What, and this matter, then he is really stupid."

Nearby, a group of people were talking at length. They were all disturbed by the quarrel here, and they all watched with cold eyes.

"Okay, very good, you dare to kill my Qingyun Sect disciple, today I will make you pay your debts with blood, otherwise people in the world will still think that my Qingyun Sect is easy to bully." Jia Xinming's face sank, murderous intent flashed in his eyes, and he was about to make a move. hands-on.

"Jia Xinming, in the city of Ziyang Zongfang, I can't allow you to be arrogant." Suddenly, a cold snort sounded, and a group of more than a dozen inner disciples of Ziyang Zong who were patrolling the city came over.