I Am The Demon Emperor Kunpeng

The first thousand four hundred and forty-nine chapters are all in a coma!

The high-level turtle monsters at the scene, who can come up with some valuable things, probably all entered the background.

After waiting for a while, there were no monster monks to go up again, and the host began to auction other things, and did not say who the auction of the non-order mental method was successful.

Kunpeng was very suspicious. These people all went to the backstage and did not come out. Could there be any tricks in it?

Of course he didn’t want to care about the life and death of the Yaozu, but he wanted to know what the Spirit Race was doing. So he passed a ventriloquist to Mei Chaofeng and Huang Rong: “You are going to the backstage, you are careful, try not to expose your aura.” After that, he immediately cloned himself and went to the backstage invisible.

As a result, there was bound to be a slight fluctuation in spiritual power, which quickly attracted the attention of the spirits, but they did not find anything unusual among the three Kunpengs, so they still did not take any action.

Kunpeng’s real body came to the backstage, but did not find the high-level cultivators who entered the backstage. He could only start a consciousness exploration. It turned out that there was an underground secret room under the backstage. Those cultivators were locked in it at this time, and they were basically in a coma.

Sure enough, there is a ghost!

Could it be that the so-called stepless mental method is simply a cover, just to attract those ignorant monster monks?

Retiring to the basement again, Kun Peng inspected several cultivators, all of them were ninth-level cultivation bases, but they had no consciousness, but their breathing was weak and they did not die, so the soul was naturally in the body.

Apart from those monks, there are no other spirit bodies here.

He really couldn’t conclude that their coma was caused by the spirit body, but he was certain that these monks had been tampered with by the spirit body, but they had not extracted their souls for the time being.

In order to understand the truth, he secretly input some spiritual energy to a ninth-order monster cultivator to adjust his breath to wake him up.

The monk looked at the empty space with a dumbfounded look. Kun Peng was invisible, so he naturally didn’t find him.

“I have something to ask you, don’t worry, don’t panic.” Kun Peng did not show up, but he attached to his ear and spoke in a low voice.

“Who are you?” The monk saw that there were all comatose monks around him, and they were all competing with him for stepless mentality, even thinking that Kunpeng hiding in the dark might be the culprit.

Kunpeng ignored him, only saying: “How did you come here? Who stunned you?”

The monk was suddenly shocked. Isn’t this person the culprit, why didn’t he show up? Ask him first before saying: “I don’t know. After we entered the background, when no one continued to come in, we suddenly fell into a coma. When I woke up, you were by my side. Isn’t this what you did to us?”

Can’t help frowning: “My seat is kind to save you, you even slander my seat. Well, I can do it myself, I’m gone.”

The man didn’t know whether Kunpeng was going to leave, and he was worried that he would really leave. After all, the monks here are all in a coma, only he is awake, and he said it might be true. So he hurriedly stopped Kunpeng: “Wait, wait, can you take me out of here?”

“Of course you can, but you must answer your question honestly.”

“But I really don’t know who stunned us, or why we appeared here. This is not the backstage of the auction house.”

Kunpeng sighed: “Well, I believe you. I will ask you, what do you use in exchange for that stepless mind?”