Ling tripod

Tianyuan Market.

It is a large market comparable to Wolong Market among the hundreds of markets near Duan Cang Mountains.

Black Maple Auction House.

It is the largest auction house in Tianyuan Market. Black Maple Auction House has achieved such success only a few years after its establishment. Everyone is wondering who the boss behind it is, but this boss is extremely mysterious and has never appeared.

At this time, a man in a black robe and a bamboo hat walked to the door of the auction house.

"Please show your entry certificate, fellow Taoist!"

The two guards at the door stopped the man in black robe.

The man in black robe said nothing and threw a black token over.

A closer look showed that a ferocious ghost head was engraved in the middle of the black token.

The two guards were shocked.

"I am blind and do not recognize the great man. Please forgive me, sir. Please come in!"

"Please come in, sir!"

The two guards immediately bent down and said respectfully.

The black-robed man didn't say much and stepped directly into the gate.

The two guards breathed a sigh of relief and were already sweating coldly, because the token represented the highest-level elder token of the auction house.

The black-robed man entered the Black Maple Pavilion with ease. After showing the token, he walked around and finally entered a not-so-large room.

In the room, an old man in a yellow robe was sitting on a cushion and meditating. Black air came out of his head and surrounded him.

Seeing the old man in the yellow robe, the black-robed man was a little surprised and said, "Brother Feng, why did you come in person this time?"

"Brother Qi, have you been too comfortable in Yuhua Sect for so many years and forgotten your mission!"

The old man in the yellow robe suddenly opened his eyes and shouted coldly.

"Why do you say that, Senior Brother Feng? How could I forget my duty? What is the most important matter this time that made Senior Brother urgently summon me?"

The black-robed man took off his hat, revealing an old and puzzled face, it was Qi Tianlie.

"This time it concerns the life and death of my Ten Thousand Demon Cave!"

The yellow-robed old man said in a heavy tone.

"Could it be..."

Qi Tianlie's face suddenly changed.

Yuhua Sect, Feilong Peak, Jianglong Steps.

In the woods beside Jianglong Steps, the two stood in a hidden place and watched the scene in front of them.

"Master, are you just going to watch Chu Yan make such a fuss?"

Hua Tengming asked anxiously. Because of the blood curtain incident, he had already regarded Chu Yan as a brother, so he would naturally think about Chu Yan at this time.

"Chu Yan is furious and needs to vent. If we stop him now, he will definitely have a thorn in his heart. If his anger turns into resentment, and he blames Qi Tianlie for this incident and also begins to hate the sect, then in the future..."

"But Master, no matter how powerful Chu Yan is, he can't beat the high-level forces of the entire Feilong Peak!"

After hearing Shui Tianyu's words, Hua Tengming worried again.

Shui Tianyu looked at the cold young man who was like a cold sword out of the sheath, and a gleam flashed in his eyes. He said lightly: "I have sent someone to tell those little ghosts in the foundation-building period. Today, except for Qi Tianlie's sons, there will be no more foundation-building cultivators participating in the battle! Make a fuss. The sect has been too comfortable recently. It's good to make a fuss!"

After hearing Shui Tianyu's words, Hua Tengming nodded as if he understood.

Chu Yan did not use the Nine Flashes of the True Spirit again, and walked forward step by step.

"Bang!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

...

The Dragon Steps are shaking!

Chu Yan took a step forward while holding Hua Mengqi horizontally. More than a thousand disciples behind him took a step forward, and the Dragon Guards took a step back. None of the more than 500 Dragon Guards dared to approach Chu Yan within five meters at this time. They were forced to retreat step by step by Chu Yan.

The road to cultivating immortals is full of thorns. No one wants to die in vain. Although they are Qi Tianlie's minions, they will not go forward and die in vain knowing that they will become ice sculptures.

"Those who stand in my way will die!"

Chu Yan suddenly shouted, and an invisible wave spread out from his whole body.

This momentum made everyone feel that the young man in front of them was invincible!