Three days later:

Night, stars dotted!

That night, the entire Jinding City was boiling like boiling water.

The annual auction event of Jindingmen will be held tonight.

By then, sects of all sizes, all over a radius of hundreds of thousands of miles will come to join in the fun.

What's more, this time there is news that the treasure map of the Beichen Emperor Cave may be released at the auction.

Even the nine saints were moved by it, and even the old monsters who lived in seclusion in the mountains and practiced in seclusion began to get ready.

For a moment, the wind and clouds were surging, and it was very lively!

Within a radius of hundreds of miles, there are thirty-two Nascent Soul powers gathered. Three of them are probably at the peak of the late Nascent Soul stage. It seems that the attraction of this auction is really great!

Li Chen stood in the center of the street and used his spiritual sense to cleverly explore the surrounding situation.

Most of the powerful Nascent Soul powers try to cover up their true cultivation.

They may be able to hide this from others.

But I can't even fool Li Chen's eyes.

As long as the other party's cultivation has not reached the level of transformation of the gods, they will run naked in front of Li Chen.

"Young Master, what's wrong with you?"

When Ji Ling'er saw Li Chen suddenly stop, she suddenly flashed with Shui Lingling's big eyes and asked in confusion.

Li Chen shook his head and said, "It's okay, let's go in!"

Then, he seemed to have thought of something, so he gave Ji Ling'er another advice.

"By the way, it may not be very peaceful tonight. Follow me closely and don't run around!"

Ji Ling'er was stunned when she heard this. It might be uneasy tonight. What does this mean? Is something going on tonight?

Thinking of this, she instinctively shuddered.

However, Li Chen did not say it clearly, and she was embarrassed to ask questions. She had to follow Li Chen's instructions and follow him tightly.

The auction venue is very large, at least not smaller than the area of ​​the bird's nest, and it is absolutely no problem to accommodate tens of thousands of people at the same time.

Li Chen found a seat against the wall and sat down. At this time, the auction officially began and there was still a little time before he could close his eyes and rest.

Ji Ling'er looked around like a curious baby.

Suddenly, when she saw two people walking in, she couldn't help but feel a sudden slap in her heart and hurriedly pulled Li Chen's arm.

"Young Master, look, those two people seem to be from the Heiyun Sect!"

Li Chen followed Ji Ling'er's gaze and his eyes couldn't help but squinted slightly.

The clothes of these two people are quite similar to those of Du Huoyang, so they must be the Heiyun Sect.

Among them, the old man with a white beard had reached the peak of the late stage of the Nascent Soul, which was even stronger than Du Huoyang.

The young man next to him was actually a powerful Nascent Soul. However, seeing that his breath was unstable, he should have just stepped into the threshold of Nascent Soul.

These two are Zhao Ang, the deputy leader of Heiyun Sect, and Baili Jiang, the chief disciple.

After they left the sect, they headed straight for Tianyang City.

But when we arrived at the place, we found that not only Du Huoyang was killed, but even Pu Yinglong and his son had died of untimely death. Even the entire city lord's mansion was burned and burned to scorched earth.

Regarding this matter, hundreds of different versions have been circulated in Tianyang City, and one is more bizarre than the other, which is simply a fantasy.

In a short period of time, Zhao Ang and Bailijiang could not distinguish between these hundreds of versions of the news. Which ones are true and which are false?

As the annual auction in Jinding City is about to come, they had to put down their things and rushed here.

Baili Jiang was keenly discovered that someone was staring at him, so he suddenly turned around.

Just in time, he looked at Li Chen's eyes.

Ji Ling'er was worried that they had been discovered by the Heiyun Sect, so she was so nervous that her palms and backs were sweating.

However, Li Chen disagreed with this.

After looking at Na Bailijiang for a while, he casually withdrew his gaze and continued to close his eyes to rest.

Baili Jiang saw Li Chen withdraw his gaze, and also withdrew his gaze.

Seeing that his expression was a little solemn, the deputy leader Zhao Ang asked, "Bailijiang, what's wrong? But what did you find?"

Baili Jiang shook his head and said, "Nothing!"

At this moment, a middle-aged man with a gloomy face walked in angrily.

When Zhao Ang saw the visitor, he was shocked and quickly stood up and bowed.

"Zhengmaster Wang, why did you come here in person this time? Didn't it be that fellow Taoist Li Jun came before?"

The person who is called the king's sect leader by Zhao Ang is the sect leader dynasty of Lingquan Sect.

A few days ago, he went out to make friends.

But after returning to the sect, he was surprised to find that all the elders and deacons, including the deputy sect leader Li Jun, were killed. The remaining disciples were all scattered into birds and beasts.

The entire sect was completely in name only, and only he, the bare commander, was left.

Now, when he heard Zhao Ang's inquiry, he took it for granted that the other party was adding insults and deliberately mocking him. He couldn't help but be furious and scolded him sternly.

"Zhao Ang, are you putting some trouble and saying sarcastic words?"

When he saw Wang Chao coming up, he scolded him. Zhao Ang looked confused on the spot, and he couldn't figure out what was going on.

What's going on? Has this dynasty taken gunpowder?

The dynasty is strong, and Zhao Ang is not a soft persimmon that can be kneaded by others.

Although their Heiyun Sect and Lingquan Sect are both golden-level sects, their overall strength is far superior to each other.

Therefore, he was not afraid of the dynasty at all!

Just as both sides were at a strife, an old man in a golden Taoist robe walked in quickly surrounded by several disciples.

"Zhengmaster Wang, Deputy Zoumaster Zhao, two fellow Taoists, why do you have to do this?"

When they saw the visitor, Wang Chao and Zhao Ang stopped.

The person who came was Afanti, the owner of Jinding Hall, and he was considered the third person in the entire Jinding Gate.

Besides, this place is still someone else's territory. This auction was also under his command.

Whether it is the Dynasty or Zhao Ang, they have to give this face.

Seeing that Wang Chao and Zhao Ang gave him face, Afanti stroked his beard.

He put on a very heavy expression and took the lead in saying to the dynasty: "Master Wang, I and the entire Jinding Sect feel extremely sad about the tragic disaster that occurred in your sect. However, people cannot be resurrected by death, and I hope you will be mournful and follow the changes!"

When Zhao Ang heard Afanti's words, he immediately opened his eyes wide.

"Fellow Daoist Afanti, what did you say just now? The Lingquan Sect was destroyed?"

However, before he could finish his words, the dynasty threw anger of hatred at him.

Zhao Ang was startled and quickly avoided his gaze.

Afanti smiled awkwardly, then turned to Zhao Ang and said, "Fellow Daoist Zhao Ang, I am also extremely sad about the murder of the noble sect Du Huoyang and his proud disciple Tian Ye. People cannot be resurrected from death, and I hope you can be mournful and follow the changes!"

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!