Rebirth of the Earth Immortal Venerable

Seeing that I was alone running away.

Some people were so surprised that they fell to the ground, and as soon as they appeared alone, the aura of invincibility in the world was so overbearing that even Huayangyue, Ying Xuanjian, and Beipingchuan did not dare to offend them.

If it weren't for going too far alone, I'm afraid Hua Yangyue would close one eye.

Now I was alone when I heard a voice, and saw a figure again, without regard to any dignity, turned around and fled, the speed is so fast that I can't catch the dust, and I can't see it in a blink of an eye.

The sword energy cut by the peerless figure is still traveling through the space, looking at it, like a shocking cloud, through the layers of the sky, the light and shadow of tens of meters long falls.

A powerful scene, shocking.

"Jian Xuanyun, you are here." Hua Yangyue opened her mouth suddenly, and then looked at the peerless man holding a long sword. In the faint, the peerless man occasionally felt something, bowed her head and looked directly at Hua Yangyue.

With a soft complexion, Jian Xuanyun smiled and said: "Pavilion Master Hua, alone is rampant, it's just a clown, don't worry about it."

"Ok…!"

Hua Yangyue was speechless for a while, and cast a wink. The only person who dared to say that alone was a clown was Jian Xuanyun, because Jian Xuanyun was the honorary elder of Jianmen.

A fast sword, pay attention to fierce domineering, courageous momentum, fearless will, just ask such a sword Xuanyun, how can you dare to fight alone, after all, alone is only the power to control the wind, and the power of blood, and the combat power is not comparable. Jian Xuanyun.

Therefore, the wicked are cruel, and Jian Xuanyun is a natural enemy who walks alone. This incident is not known at first, but after today's performance, it will be spread thousands of miles.

Subsequently, Jian Xuanyun, Huayangyue, Beipingchuan, and Ying Xuanjian entered the auction one after another.

So far, a storm has passed smoothly.

Soon after, the only one returned to the auction house, but at this time, he had already put on a black cloak, with a pair of gloomy eyes on his face, "The hateful Jian Xuanyun appeared in such a timely manner, and the hero saves the beauty. Encounters do not avenge non-gentlemen."

As he said, Lone Wong looked up at the gate of the auction, and then thought of the **** of transformation, his face couldn't help but madness, and a smile crossed, "Fortunately, I moved most of the wealth of the North Desert faction, the **** of transformation, I am powerful. No one can compete with me in the must-get."

Solokwa handed the invitation letter to the guard. When the guard looked at it, his legs trembled, almost saying the name of Solokwa, but when thinking of Solokwa's wicked name, Vinono sent Solokwa into the auction.

As I walked away, a guard next to me curiously asked: "Who scared you to pee?"

"Shhh, the captain is not here. Keep your voice down. It's alone." The guard whispered.

"Oh, it turns out he...what... alone."

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"Chen Mo, listen. Everyone around you is talking about the **** of transformation. It seems that we are going to make a lot of money. Hehe... Zhou Bodong and Mu Fengyang are two hateful guys, they are too loyal."

On the street, Lu Bo and Chen Mo walked side by side, and Lu Bo looked proud when he talked about the **** of transformation.

Today, the streets are propagated everywhere, and everyone knows it. Although the lively streets are deserted, they are very lively.

"You two, look at your well-dressed, with a dragon aura on your face. In my opinion, you are definitely the dragon and phoenix among the people of the future. Or look at my black cloak, crafted, that can cover your extraordinary extraordinary. The temperament of you is guaranteed to let you grow up low-key, and then it will be nothing if you don’t speak, it will be amazing...!"

A hawker selling cloaks blocked Chen Mo's path, holding a dark black cloak in his hand, boasting, completely treating this place as his home ground, giving people the feeling that not selling cloaks would be a great loss.

Chen Mo was slightly surprised. This peddler was really talented in saying that he could sell cloaks. However, he didn't seem to need a black cloak. Chen Mo went to the auction to only receive the spiritual stones from the auction.

Seeing Chen Mo started to be surprised, the vendor said, "Brother, I think you are very familiar, so let's do it! A friendly price, a discount for you, two low-grade spirit stones."

"Two low-grade spirit stones?" Lu Bo originally thought that the hawker had a good eloquence. He was a personal talent. Who knew he wanted two low-grade spirit stones if he wanted to justify his business.

It's a discount, why doesn't he grab it?

"Hey, brother, you think too much, not two lower-grade spirit stones, but two lower-grade spirit stones and two cloaks, how about it, my price is cheap?"

As the hawker said, he didn't forget to pat his chest, and vowed to say: "Two brothers, you must know that when the **** of transformation came out recently, many people bought and sold cloaks to cover their eyes and ensure their own safety. I only have them in my hand. The last two cloaks, if you miss this village, there will be no next store."

Chen Mo was a little moved, and when he shot three God Transforming Pills, he would instantly transform himself. He was sitting on 300,000 low-grade spirit stones and buying a cloak, which could indeed guarantee his own safety.

Moreover, the cloak of Chen Mo last time was too ordinary to be able to isolate the detection of the Nascent Soul powerhouse. The cloak in the hands of the hawker was a first-class spirit weapon, otherwise he would not open his mouth and just two low-grade spirit stones.

It's just that Chen Mo doesn't have a spirit stone on his body, so there is no other way. He can only go around the hawker's body with Lu Bo and want to leave. The hawker just said everything nicely, and he is willing to let Chen Mo leave there.

He opened his hands, each with a cloak, "Brother...can be cheaper...ah...robbery, robbery!"

The hawker yelled, Chen Mo and Lu Bo snatched his cloak, and then Lu Bo put down a sentence and left, "Brother, don't say thank you for your kindness, if you are still here after a long time, I will ask you to eat a bowl of noodles."

"Damn, dare to **** my Hu Hansan's cloak, you just walk and see, I won't be called Guo Laipi unless I kill him."

The hawker flew like a thunder, said a lot of flattery, and ended up empty-handed, lost two cloaks, and touched his chest, only feeling a heart-wrenching pain.

The monks around, glanced at Guo Laipi, and did not help chase Chen Mo, because Guo Laipi, as the name suggests, can hardly get out of his body as long as he is dependent on him.

Among the monks, if Chen Mo was here, he would definitely recognize that one of them was Zhou Yu.

Seeing Guo Laipi's cloak was robbed, Zhou Yu walked out leisurely and stretched out his hand to pat Guo Laipi on the shoulder, "That bastard...touch me?"

"Hey... isn't this Yu Shao?" Seeing Zhou Yu, Guo Lai wrinkled his eyelids, disdainfully said: "What! What care, I heard that you sell heirlooms and two low-grade spirit stones at high prices, you In this way, it’s better to follow me and sell the cloak to buy two low-grade spirit stones, at least faster than you sell heirlooms, and the money will come."

Hearing Guo Laipi's yin and yang strange words, Zhou Yu's face sank. Yesterday's events are vividly visible. The most precious sword bead, missed, Zhou Yu became a joke.

Calm, Zhou Yu's tone is hateful.

"Guo Laipi, I knew that person just now, who snatched the waste of my heirloom. I didn't expect him to repeat his plan and **** your cloak. It's really hateful. Let's do this! The enemy's enemies are the same. Enemy, I pay for the money, and you cut him off."