The Immortal Spiritual Picture

The two men were about to get angry, but suddenly they felt a flash of green light in front of their eyes, and then the world became trance-like.

"Open the door."

Gu Changhuan's voice was a little cold for some reason.

When the two late-stage Jindan monks heard this, they actually nodded. They each took out a token from their arms and cast a spell to open the coral door.

Gu Changhuan and Luo Yan walked in, looking a little cold for some reason.

The area of ​​​​the city in this mountain depression is not large, only half the size of Qianlongfang City. Gu Changhuan can naturally see it at a glance after carefully exploring it.

While sweeping past a tall building, Gu Changhuan paused and pursed his lips.

Luo Yan was keenly aware of his changes and immediately sent a message to ask

"Senior Gu, what did you discover?"

Gu Changhuan looked up at the tall buildings in the distance and answered via voice transmission

"Found Daoist Fellow He Rong."

After he finished speaking, his lips moved twice more, as if transmitting messages to others.

At the same time, in the ruins of Shangqing Academy, Gu Changde suddenly stood up.

Everyone couldn't help but look at him.

Gu Wanhao asked puzzledly:

"What's wrong?

But what happened? "

Gu Changde frowned and said truthfully:

"Chang Huan just sent me a message, saying that there is an evil repair shop outside;

If anyone in the family wants to kill evil cultivators, they can leave the ruins of Shangqing Academy. Chang Huan will attack those evil cultivators in a quarter of an hour. "

The Gu family and others were horrified to hear that there was actually an evil repair shop nearby.

Evil cultivators usually refer to monks such as Blood Demon Cultivators. They are different from ordinary treasure-hunting monks and pirates. They are real murderous existences full of evil.

However, most monks like Blood Demon Cultivators have extraordinary abilities and changeable methods, making them very difficult to deal with.

While everyone was thinking, Gu Changqing had already stood up.

I saw the killing intent of the sword all over his body, as if he was preparing for a big fight.

Gu Wanhao was not surprised by this, but after that, the younger members of the family stood up one after another.

In the end, even the two young Zifu members of the Qin family couldn't help but stand up.

Gu Wanhao looked at their young faces and didn't know whether to be happy or call them reckless.

He glanced at these nephews and grandnephews, and suddenly laughed,

"good!

As expected of my Gu family monk!

In that case, let’s all go!

Just be careful, if you lose, don't be eager to fight, just retreat;

We old guys will just stand by to hold the battle for you. "

After all, this is the world of immortality. Isn’t it normal to beat the young to the old?

Gu Wanhao thought as he stroked his beard.

Gu Wanhua shook his head and smiled, but he also took out his magic weapon and prepared to leave the ruins of Shangqing Academy.

Qin Yiwen glanced at his brother, only to find that the look of someone who was just watching the excitement appeared on his face again. When no one was paying attention, Qin Yiwen kicked Qin Yiqian in the calf.

Qin Yiqian almost jumped up. He touched his leg, waved his hand and said:

"Don't worry, I will keep an eye on the children of these two families.

Can you respect your brother every day? "

Qin Yiwen gave him a big roll of his eyes, then walked to the two Qin family Zifu and gave him a few words of advice.

At the same time, an auction was at its climax in the tallest building in Xuehaifang City.

"The next auction item is a fifth-grade low-grade Ten Thousand Souls Banner!

There are as many as one hundred thousand living souls under the golden elixir alone in this Ten Thousand Soul Banner!

There are hundreds of millions of mortal souls!

If fellow Taoists use this Ten Thousand Soul Flag to fight against the enemy, they will definitely gain an absolute advantage and manipulate the enemy into the palm of their hand, making their life worse than death! "

On the auction stage, a monk in the early stage of Nascent Soul wearing a white bone mask was introducing eloquently with a banner full of resentment on his face.

"Guiyang, you couldn't have refined this Ten Thousand Souls Banner by the mortals who slaughtered an entire island, right?"

Someone asked with a smile.

The man wearing a mask on the stage actually smiled and replied.

“Fellow Taoist joke, there won’t be enough mortals on an island;

It’s not like you don’t know that there has been an insect infestation in recent years, and the number of mortals in each Taoist community has dropped sharply;

These hundreds of millions of souls were collected by me without sleep for three months and by killing mortals on six islands! "m.

At this point, the ghost sheep guy actually sighed,

"If the Zerg race is still not extinct, we will have no materials left for demonic cultivators!"

His unfounded worry about serving the country and the people made the monks in the auction burst into laughter!

Gu Changhuan and Luo Yan had just entered the auction when they heard this conversation and couldn't help feeling evil in their hearts.

The two of them found a seat at random and sat down. They looked around and found that most of the monks in the auction were evil cultivators with blood evil resentment in their bodies. Occasionally, there were one or two who didn't have much blood evil around them. They were angry and looked abnormal.

On the contrary, the two of them were incompatible with this place.

The water rope of the Shadow Mirror disappeared after entering this building. It was probably interfered by the formation here, but Gu Changhuan said that He Rong's body had been found, so it didn't matter whether the water rope existed or not.

But she didn’t know where her husband’s body was at the moment.

Luo Yan was thinking this, but suddenly she heard someone say impatiently:

"Gui Yangguo, stop talking about these irrelevant things!

Tell me quickly how many spiritual stones you plan to sell for this Thousand Soul Banner?

Or are you planning to exchange for some rare materials? "

A monk covered in black mist urged.

The ghost sheep rubbed his dry and wrinkled hands, revealing a pair of soybean-sized eyes rolling around

"This old man's Ten Thousand Souls Banner is not cheap;

You have to exchange it with the opportunity of the Nascent Soul;

Of course, if you don't have the opportunity of the Nascent Soul, just give me 100,000 or 80,000 blood crystals. "

Gu Changhuan frowned.

The so-called blood crystal is something like a spirit stone condensed from the blood and essence of a cultivator, but it contains not spiritual energy but the blood and essence;

Refining blood crystals is extremely harmful to the blood and essence of a cultivator. If a Purple Mansion cultivator is used to refine blood crystals, only three can be refined. If a foundation-building cultivator is used to refine blood crystals, only one can be refined;

As for the cultivators in the Qi training period, even if all their blood and essence are extracted, at most half a blood crystal can be refined;

If it is replaced by a mortal, thousands of mortals can condense one blood crystal;

This ghost sheep man asked for 100,000 or 80,000 blood crystals, but he didn't know how many lives of cultivators and mortals would be lost with these 100,000 or 80,000 blood crystals!

"100,000 or 80,000 blood crystals?

You really dare to ask for it!"

The people in the black fog snorted coldly and stopped talking, as if they had given up on this banner.