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"Dry ice flag! An imitation of Tongtian Lingbao?"

Wang Changsheng's eyes showed a fiery look, but soon, he shook his head and smiled bitterly in his heart, and he could only take a look, this imitation of the Heavenly Soul Treasure was impossible to fall into his hands.

"The base price is 1 million spirit stones, and the price increase is not less than 200,000 each time."

As soon as Lu Yang's voice fell, a sonorous male voice suddenly sounded: "The old man has paid 1.5 million, and I hope you fellow Daoists will give us Xuan Iceland a face."

The price of the last piece of Lingbao was 2.5 million, and the price of this dry ice flag is probably higher.

"Mysterious Iceland?"

There was a hint of surprise in Wang Changsheng's eyes. There were many capable people in the Nanhai Xiuxian world, and there were also many loose cultivators in the Nascent Soul period. The Nanhai Five Immortals were five famous Nascent Soul cultivators.

Elder Beihan is the head of the Five Immortals of the South China Sea and is very powerful. It is said that Elder Beihan once killed the fourth-floor cultivator of Nascent Soul, and Xuan Iceland is the residence of Elder Beihan.

"Hehe, Old Man Beihan's reputation is certainly not small, and our Wangumen are not vegetarians, 1.7 million."

A somewhat disdainful female voice sounded, listening to her words, but did not take Old Beihan seriously.

Wang Changsheng narrowed his eyes slightly, and followed the source of the sound.

The speaker was an old woman in a white robe in her early sixties, with an indifferent expression. She was holding a white bone stick with a huge skull at the top. for.

Wan Gu Shuang Sha sat behind the white-robed old woman with a respectful expression.

"It turned out to be Mrs. Bai, the deputy head of Wangumen, two million."

"Two million and two hundred thousand."

There are many Yuanying monks bidding for the dry ice flag, and the price is rising.

The white-robed old woman at Wangumen seemed bound to win, and directly shouted the sky-high price of 3.5 million, but the others stopped.

The black-robed man with ten thousand bones and two evil spirits flew to the high platform, paid off the spirit stone, and returned to his original position with the dry ice flag.

"The auction is over. Thank you fellow Daoists and seniors for your praise. We will prepare better products next time."

The auction ended, and the monks left one after another.

After leaving the golden giant tower, Wang Changsheng went straight to the Duobao Palace. He purchased some third-order refining materials. He planned to use the skin of the ice carp beast as the material to refine an ice-attribute banner and magic weapon.

When Wang Changsheng walked out of the Duobao Palace, the man in black robe with ten thousand bones and two evil spirits passed him by.

A strange color flashed across the black-robed man's eyes, and he glanced meaningfully at Wang Changsheng's back.

Soul Eater Jin Chan was a little irritable, and conveyed various emotions such as excitement, fear, and excitement to Wang Changsheng.

Wangumen is a sect of demons and is good at exorcising ghosts and fighting demons. The black-robed man should have raised ghosts at the level of ghost kings, which would make Soul Eater Jinchan become irritable.

Returning to his residence, Wang Changsheng took out the ingredients for the refining and prepared the refining.

He took out the skin of the ice carp beast, cut off a piece of skin about the size of a zhang with a magic weapon, opened it and sprayed out red fire, wrapping the skin...

Time flies, and a year passes quickly.

Wang Changsheng sat cross-legged on the futon, a white aura floating in front of him, exuding a shocking wave of aura.

Beside him, there are piles of refining materials scattered.

The prototype of the magic weapon is the ice carp flag. If it wasn't for the lack of time, Wang Changsheng might have already refined a magic weapon.

A sound transmission flew in, from Fairy Ziyue, urging Wang Changsheng to go on the road.

After going out for a few years, Wang Changsheng also wanted to go back. This trip has yielded a lot.

He put away the ice carp flag and the refining materials on the ground and walked out.

After half an hour, they left Wanxian Island and flew towards the northeast.

Not long after, Wangu Shuangsha also left Wanxian Island, chasing after Wang Changsheng and the others.

The Wangu Shuangsha were Lu Xuan and Chen Ying. They had long been eyeing Wang Changsheng.

Lu Xuan has a ghost king-level ghost in his hand. He spent a lot of energy and resources to cultivate it into a ghost king, but for some reason, whenever he gets close to Wang Changsheng, the ghost will appear irritable and restless, as if encountering a ghost. What a nemesis in general.

This situation is very rare, Lu Xuan was a little curious, and planned to investigate and clear the secrets of Wang Changsheng.

The three of Wang Changsheng were flying fast. Suddenly, Wang Changsheng frowned and said in a low voice, "Senior Brother Tian, ​​two cultivators of Pill Formation are following us. They seem to be coming for us."

Wang Changsheng's consciousness is naturally stronger than that of a monk of the same rank. He doesn't know why. He has the fourth level of formation, but his consciousness is no worse than that of the seventh level.

They have been in retreat for a year. During this period, they have not had contact with other cultivators. Either it was a coincidence, or the other party had planned it. Wang Changsheng immediately thought of Wangu Shuangsha.

"Two people! Forget it, there are monks from the Sun Moon Palace haunting here, let's find a place to hide! There's no need to ask for trouble."

Tian Jiong frowned and said, at the auction a year ago, they only met the monks from the Sun Moon Palace. Tian Jiong didn't want to do anything with other cultivators. It would be bad if the people from the Sun Moon Palace found out.

"Okay! Then let's hide."

Wang Changsheng didn't want to make trouble either. They speeded up their escape and disappeared into the sky in no time.

A day later, they landed on an oval desert island.

Fairy Ziyue took out a white flag and waved it gently, and countless white clouds flew out, covering the three of them.

It didn't take long for the white cloud to dissipate, and the three of Wang Changsheng disappeared.

After half an hour, two rays of light appeared in the sky, and it didn't take long for them to appear over the deserted island.

"What about people! Why did they suddenly disappear?"

Chen Ying said with a frown, her consciousness quickly swept across the deserted island without finding anything.

Lu Xuan rolled his eyes, cupped his hands at the place where Wang Changsheng was hiding, clasped his fists and said, "Three fellow Daoists, we have no ill intentions, Lu would like to ask fellow Daoists for advice, and I hope fellow Daoists will save face."

"No malice? Followed us all the way? If you have something to ask, why didn't you tell me in the market? When we are three-year-olds?"

A flash of light flashed, and a certain clearing revealed the three figures of Wang Changsheng.

Their faces were solemn, as if they would fight each other if they disagreed.

Lu Xuan and his wife have been following behind them, making it clear that they have bad intentions.

"Lu is really not malicious~www.readwn.com~ This fellow Daoist, take the liberty to ask, have you raised ghosts?"

Lu Xuan said politely, he was full of confidence in himself, but Tian Jiong had an eighth-level cultivation base, which made him a little apprehensive.

"No, if it's all right, go back to where you came from!"

Wang Changsheng shook his head, his tone indifferent.

"I'm willing to exchange a magic weapon, how about it?"

Lu Xuan flipped his palm over, and there was a cyan flying knife in his hand, he said politely.

"Not interested, you..."

Before Wang Changsheng finished speaking, the void behind Fairy Ziyue fluctuated, and a green ghost claw suddenly protruded from the void, grabbing towards Fairy Ziyue's head like lightning.

"careful."

Wang Changsheng shouted loudly, the thunder was loud, and countless blue electric arcs appeared on the surface of the body, turning into a huge blue lightning ball, smashing at the ghost claw.

"Boom!"

A deafening roar sounded, and a shrill scream was vaguely heard.

Wang Changsheng's eyes were full of killing intent, and Lu Xuan didn't intend to let them go from the beginning. He just wanted to paralyze them. If it wasn't for the sudden warning from Soul Eater Jinchan, he wouldn't have been able to discover the existence of ghosts.

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