Inverse Sword God

"Appeared!" Lin Feng narrowed his eyes in the fifth private room.

"Relax, Feng Shao, this thing must be ours!" Said Jianwen Juvenile with a fist.

Outside, there was a lot of talk, and words were full of excitement.

At the auction table, the old man in white robe pressed his hand to calm down the whole venue.

"Everyone, this news comes from a map. Whoever takes this map will get it."

"One more thing to tell you, this map is a residual image."

The old man in the white robe said, "In fact, he doesn't have much confidence in his heart, after all, a residual image may not be able to infer what."

Sure enough, after hearing the residual pictures, many people hissed, and the heat in their hearts was extinguished in half.

Ordinary military men in the lobby talked to each other with loud noises.

"An ancient map with a base price of 300,000 spirit stones, auction now!"

These warriors booed, and no one would buy such things in their eyes.

Lin Xuan shook his head and stood up, ready to leave.

"Thirty-five thousand!"

A sound sounded, as if thundering, sounded in everyone's ears.

"What? Someone is bidding!"

Those warriors were stuck in place. Is that map really recorded?

Lin Xuan turned back suddenly and looked at the fifth private room on the second floor.

He could hear that it was Lin Feng's voice.

"Did he come for this map?" Lin Xuan wondered.

"Three hundred and sixty thousand." The lazy voice sounded again.

The crowd was boiling. Although they couldn't afford it, they could watch it lively!

Sure enough, after these two shots, some people bid.

These people are all VIPs in the private room on the second floor. For them, they would rather buy the wrong thing than let it go!

Lin Xuan shook his head and he turned to leave.

These prices have long exceeded his ability, and even if he can get the treasure map, I am afraid that he may not be able to keep it.

After all, the temptation of the Lingjie treasure is too big to make anyone crazy.

Lin Xuan's departure attracted the attention of many people.

A piece of Xuanjie intermediate treasure is also very exciting!

In the No. 5 private room, the sword pattern boy stared at Lin Xuan's figure, and a wicked smile appeared in the corner of his mouth.

"You can't run away. No one can take what I care about!"

Lin Xuan felt all those dim eyes.

He sneered in his heart and walked quickly towards the background.

His current strength is able to fight against the warriors in the late three stages of Linghai. If Qiuhen Sword is available, even if he is against the four warriors in Linghai, he will have a battle.

In addition, he also has bronze guards and yellowed runes, which are enough to kill the Wuhai Wutian of the Linghai.

However, he will not use it arbitrarily when it is absolutely necessary.

This kind of thing was damaged one point at a time, and a crack had appeared on the bronze guard, which made him sad.

When he came to the background, Lin Xuan handed over the spirit stone and got Qiuhen Sword.

Alas, get that black scabbard in your hand! The wine grandfather whispered.

Lin Xuan glanced at the black scabbard on the jade plate, which was very ordinary and nothing special.

But the things that make the wine grandfather's heart, naturally he will not let go.

Can you give me this scabbard? Lin Xuan asked casually.

can. The man in charge of the Marlboro House in charge did not care about a scabbard and gave it to Lin Xuan on the spot.

Folding the scabbard, Lin Xuan was relieved.

Nodded, Lin Xuan was ready to leave.

"Little friends stay away!" An old voice sounded, very strong.

Lin Xuan stopped, a little more cautious in his eyes.

He said in a deep voice: "Why, Wanbaolou couldn't even give up a scabbard?"

"Don't get me wrong, I want to talk to you." The old man in the red robe appeared with a smile on his face.

"Please rest assured, the old man didn't come to ask for a scabbard, but just wanted to talk to you!"

"Okay, what are you talking about?" Lin Xuan moved.

He needs a powerful force to deter the mysterious young man. If he can get closer to Wanbaolou, it will no doubt be better.

"Little friend, please here." The red robe smiled.

Lin Xuan followed him and walked into an antique room.

"I wonder if my friend can take off the black robe?" Said the old man in the red robe. "I represent Wanbaolou to have something to discuss with my friend. There is absolutely no malicious intention."

"Okay!" Lin Xuan said, with a wave of his palm, he put the black robe into the storage ring.

The old man in the red robe looked at Lin Xuan, and a look of shock appeared in his eyes.

He knew Lin Xuan was young, but he didn't expect him to be so young.

This is obviously a teenager!

"I don't know why the senior was looking for the kid?" Lin Xuan asked politely.

"Oh, the hero is a boy!" Said the old man in the red robe with a beard. "I want to ask if the friend is an inscription master?"

After all, he looked at Lin Xuan with anticipation.

"Um." Lin Xuan nodded, and the old man's gaze made his hair a little hairy.

"Then do you know the Inscription Tower?"

Lin Xuan shook his head: "I have been following the master to practice in the mountains, and I have only recently come out to walk the rivers and lakes."

For his own safety, he pulled out the nothingness master again.

"Oh? I don't know what the other teacher is?" The old man in the red robe asked subconsciously.

"My master is very low-key." Lin Xuan lied.

"I don't know what the senior asked me for?" He hurriedly changed the subject.

The old man in red robes didn't think too much, after all, many seniors like to live in seclusion.

At the moment, he slowly said, "If you can, the old man would like to invite you to participate in a match in the name of Marlboro."

"The Inscription Tower is said to have been reserved by the Inscription Master and is located on the border between Xia Kingdom and Ying Kingdom."

"There are some unique inscriptions and the master's enlightenment, which is a holy place for the inscription master."

"But because of its geographical location, it cannot be occupied by any country alone."

"So every three years, Xia Guo and Ying Guo will use competition to decide which party to enter."

"We have lost twice in a row, this time we can't lose again!"

There was a trace of anger and helplessness on the old man's face.

"If it's a test, shouldn't you find me?" Lin Xuan wondered, "the master of Qianlong list is not better!"

"Little friends don't know. Although it is a test, the participants are required to be inscribers."

"Although there are many talents in Qianlong, there are not many inscription masters."

"And Xiaoyou's soul strength is the strongest I've ever seen, far beyond my peers."

Lin Xuan knew it. Indeed, his soul power was much stronger than that of an ordinary inscription master, let alone his peers.

"You can rest assured that as long as you take the shot, the benefits will be indispensable to you!" The old man in the red robe said quickly when he saw Lin Xuan silent.

Inside the body ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ The winemaker said: "Xiaozi, if the inscription tower is real, you can go in and see."

Lin Xuan's heart moved. He pondered for a moment and slowly said, "I don't know when this test will start? I don't want to miss the event of asking Xuezong."

"Little friends, rest assured, this test is after asking Xuezong Conference."

"If I win the game, I don't know if I can get a place in the Inscription Tower?" Lin Xuan asked in a deep voice.

The old man in the red robe was surprised, his face sank immediately.

A strong breath slowly overflowed, and the entire room became very depressing.

Lin Xuan's body trembled in the body, making a roaring sound, and at the same time the soul power spread out to resist the pressure.

He looked the same, slowly reached out his hand, and swept in the air.

A quaint inscription appeared in mid-air, exuding a strange light.

"This is it?" The old man in the red robe shrank his pupils, his face shocked