Chapter 262 This guy is so bold that he dares to openly provoke!

In box number one, several Immortal Dao League's true gods stared at Lu Wenwu who was pouring spirit stones below, their eyes changing continuously.

That rich spiritual energy is undoubtedly a top-grade spiritual stone.

But where did he get so many high-quality spirit stones?

and

Where is the Tyrannosaurus Demon Lord?

"Do you think this kid is a puppet sent by the Tyrannosaurus Demon Lord?" the white-bearded old man asked with a frown. "I don't believe he wouldn't be interested in the complete form of Ten Directions Silence. It's one of the most powerful large-scale killing methods in the world of immortal cultivation."

"It's hard to say."

The middle-aged scholar shook his head, his face also full of confusion.

"According to the Tianji Tower's array tests, that boy's bone age is less than 30 years old, and his cultivation level is only at the Great Perfection of Qi Refining. It can be said that apart from Master Kongluo's Buddha Awareness warning, there is nothing strange about him."

"Isn't it the biggest anomaly that a person who has reached the Great Perfection of Qi Refining dares to carry around nearly 20 million high-grade spirit stones? I wouldn't even dare to carry it with me if you asked me to."

The Sword Master returned to his previous nonchalant look and nodded to the side.

"Yes, the transformed demon gods and demon lords over there are already ready to make a move, but I don't know their specific identities. Carrying valuable treasures but without the corresponding strength, tsk, it's really like an old man hanging himself."

"If you ask me, forget about all that and just capture that guy first. If it's okay, that would be best. If it's not, I can just apologize and give him some compensation."

"You're just messing around!" the middle-aged scholar said angrily. "What do you think of the Immortal Dao Alliance? How will the world's cultivators view us if you do this? If that's the case, will this grand auction still be held? Wouldn't everyone in the world who possesses spirit stones be in danger?"

"Tsk, beat anyone who disobeys until no one dares to disobey." Sword Master didn't care about it and made a disdainful sound.

"Fight, fight, fight, that's all we know! If we do this, what's the difference between us and the demons?"

The middle-aged scholar was a little crazy. The hand holding the brush was shaking with anger, and the other hand holding the inkstone was raised and lowered again.

"Besides, do you really think you can silence everyone in the world with your fists? Do you think you are a real dragon? Do you think your Tianjian Sect is a dragon clan? When you die, I wonder how long your Tianjian Sect can last!"

The Sword Master, who was very dissatisfied and angry just now, suddenly fell silent.

Throughout history, the only tribe that has been able to defeat all cultivators and monsters in the world with just their fists is the dragon clan.

For a race that has been passed down from the ancient times of immortals, every member is at the level of a god, has an astonishing probability of ascending to heaven, and controls the resources of the entire ocean.

Being able to conquer the whole world doesn't seem to be something difficult to accept.

If your power has this ability, you can follow suit.

Unfortunately, the Tianjian Sect does not have it.

Jian Zun whispered: "I just said that, and didn't I say that if he made a mistake, I would apologize to him and compensate him."

At the side, the old monk Kong Le said quietly, "Amitabha, I don't think that you, the Sword Master, can produce a treasure or anything else that would tempt that small donor with astonishing wealth."

Jian Zun's expression was stunned: "I am heartbroken, Master."

"So what should we do now?" a taciturn True Venerable asked. "The Tyrannosaurus Demon Venerable hasn't appeared yet. Should we activate the formation to blockade Tianji City as planned?"

The middle-aged scholar did not say anything, but just looked at the scene below.

Lu Wenwu's spirit stones were poured out.

After the payment and the goods were exchanged, the auction was finally officially concluded.

Lu Wenwu played with the boundary stone he had obtained, then put it into his personal backpack with a smile.

This trip to Tianji City ended successfully.

Most of the materials for refining puppets have been collected, and only a few materials for refining cross-border teleportation arrays have yet to be gathered.

Another solid step forward towards completing the main mission!

Lu Wenwu's gaze turned to a Nascent Soul cultivator who was walking up with small steps, hiding his greed and murderous intent with a flattering smile.

Hmm.

To be precise, he is a Nascent Soul on the surface, but in reality he is in the early stage of the Devil Transformation who uses secret methods to conceal his own cultivation.

These people really have no moral principles and basically don't consider the consequences.

As long as the returns are high enough, risks can be ignored by the magic monks.

From the moment they chose this path, they had already disregarded matters of life and death.

Looking at this guy who thought he was hiding very well and had no idea that he had been exposed, Lu Wenwu couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth slightly.

"My fellow Daoist, do you have any Qiankun Star Silver on you? Perhaps we can make a trade," he said.

The demonic god was stunned when he heard this, then his smile became even brighter. "Yes, of course! I wonder how much this young man wants? And what is his offer?"

"How much do you want? Of course the more the better."

Lu Wenwu stood up and stretched his body, which had become stiff from sitting for so long, and his joints made crackling sounds.

“As for the bid?”

He looked at the demon god, chuckled, and suddenly attacked with a punch without any warning.

"How about the Ghost Gate Security Bureau's Outstanding Employee of the Year personally giving you a soul-shattering gift pack?"

An endless sea of ​​blood suddenly appeared, then collapsed in an instant, turning into a devilish sword and fist that slashed out.

The military killing fist with the devil's war spear attached was extremely sharp and instantly pierced through the dantian of the devil cultivator who had transformed into a god.

A blood-colored soul that was sealed and disguised as a Nascent Soul was pulled out by an iron hand.

Scarlet blood spurted out, and streaks of black and red bloody evil spirit condensed on the semi-illusory soul, adding a bit of hideousness and terror to this crystal of cultivation that should have been indifferent but full of divinity.

"you"

The devil's incarnation had an expression of incredible shock still frozen on his face.

He couldn't figure it out.

He was just a person who had reached the great perfection of Qi training, and there was not a single spiritual energy mobilized in his body. How could he suddenly kill himself in an instant?

Also, why aren't there any magical instruments on me?

Before his last thought could be finished, Lu Wenwu had already done what he said. He completely wiped out the consciousness in his soul, swallowed his demonic soul into his stomach, and burped.

Lu Wenwu learned from the lessons of the previous failed sneak attack and confirmed that the opponent's body protection magic weapon had been blocked by the security formation, which had blocked the speed of the spiritual power circulation, and that his soul was still in a sealed and disguised state and could not instantly display peak combat power.

The timing of this wave was perfect, and an early stage Divine Transformation was killed instantly.

“I like to pretend to be a pig and eat the tiger, but it’s so easy to become a pig.”

Lu Wenwu frantically digested the soul he had just eaten, and slowly took the other party's storage bag.

"There's no Qiankun Star Silver? These guys who lied all the time, I really got fooled. Damn it! And their souls are so weak."

The demonic spirit was refined in an instant, and only increased its [physical] attribute by thirty-nine points.

There are too many "impurities" contained in the Demonic Soul, which results in the output Soul being inferior to the Blood Vein Ancestor's improvement after refining.

This made Lu Wenwu feel a little unhappy.

The sudden murder at the auction caused panic among all the monks.

Countless monks with lower cultivation levels fled in all directions, wandering around like headless flies, trying to use all means to leave this hellish place.

However, due to the limitations of the formation, the speed at which they manipulated the magic tools became extremely slow, and the circulation of spiritual power was not smooth.

This has also resulted in countless collision accidents caused by improper operation of magical instruments.

In an instant, the entire auction venue was in chaos.

The real hair that had been laid out in advance is now being activated.

Large patches of silver light flashed, moving a large number of cultivators in batches towards the outside of Tianji City.

Feeling the sealing force of spatial power gradually increasing, Lu Wenwu looked towards the platform of Box No. 1 and regained his original appearance of being tall, straight and muscular.

"I've accepted your bait, it smells delicious, thank you. But if you don't raise your rods, you'll become the immortals who make the nest."

He smiled and greeted the Immortal Dao League's True Gods who were lying in ambush there, as if they were good friends who were about to part.

“Damn it! Damn it!”

The Sword Master's body was filled with sword intent, and his eyes were extremely cold, mixed with extreme anger.

"What did I say before! What did I say! He is the Tyrannosaurus Demon Lord!"

"You are not a human being!"

"How dare you openly provoke me? Do you really think there is no one in our righteous path?"

"We must kill him today!"

Anger showed on the faces of several powerful gods at the same time, and they all denounced Lu Wenwu.

"It really is a method of complete transformation, but how can he do that?"

The old man with white beard also looked unhappy, and his face was also ashen.

"Alliance leader, when will we take action?"

"We can't rush now. We haven't retreated yet. We must hold our ground until the Five Elements give the signal or the enemy initiates an attack."

The middle-aged Confucian scholar who was called the leader of the alliance waved his brush in his right hand, splashing ink, and a landscape painting took shape in the void, and then suddenly disappeared into the air.

"Although I don't know why the Tyrannosaurus Demon Lord didn't take action now, this is undoubtedly beneficial to us."

"Suppress the mountains and rivers!"

The moment the landscape painting disappeared, Lu Wenwu suddenly felt his body become heavy, as if he was carrying a mountain.

But this doesn't matter to Lu Wenwu at all.

To him, this suppressive force was not much different from that of a feather.

His smile grew brighter, and his gaze seemed to penetrate the one-way formation of Box No. 1 and meet the leader of the Immortal Dao Alliance's gaze.

"Saint Hengru, a late-stage spirit transformation cultivator, specializes in cultivating righteousness. I never expected that the position of leader of the Immortal Dao Alliance would fall into the hands of Confucianism."

"Tian Jian Zun, the Grand Elder and former Sect Master of Tian Jian Sect."

"Five Elements Formation Master, this guy should be here to help Mo Lu Zhenzun seek revenge? Tsk, this Five Elements Formation Sect is really full of talented people."

"Empty Buddha? This title is a bit arrogant and seems to be a bit inconsistent with the teachings of Buddhism. Perhaps the Buddhist sect in this world of immortal cultivation has some unique rules."

"And this old man with a white beard is... Infinite Sword Master? The previous leader of the Infinite Sword Sect? That Shuoguang Sword Master seems to be from this sect? I can't quite remember, but it seems to be a new sect, and there's no record of it in the classics."

"There is another Fu Zun."

In just a few seconds, Lu Wenwu had read all the information about the nine late-stage gods.

The analysis effect of the Eye of True Vision is so overbearing and unreasonable!

Among the nine members of the high-level siege team, there are only two Sword Masters who focus on attacking and killing.

There are also people who specialize in auxiliary arts such as talismans, formations, and alchemy, as well as a special late-stage god who relies on puppets and beasts to fight.

There is also a very standard hexagonal deity.

He has no special characteristics of his own, but he also has no obvious shortcomings. He is a very standard Divine Transformation cultivator, probably just a little bit faster.

Lu Wenwu looked around and saw some beings in the middle and early stages of the Spirit Transformation Realm hiding in the dark, assisting the Five Elements Formation Master in controlling the formation.

The entire Tianji City has been transformed into a huge formation. Today, we swear to kill the Tyrannosaurus Demon Lord as soon as possible!

The three transformed demon gods who were participating in the auction saw that the cultivators around them had been moved out of Tianji City, but they were not hit by the light of space. They knew that they had been exposed.

They also stopped hiding themselves and quickly came to Lu Wenwu's side.

"Tyrannosaurus Demon Lord."

One demon god in the middle stage of the transformation into a god, and two demon gods in the early stage of the transformation into a god revealed their demonic aura and shouted anxiously.

"Where's the Huo Dou? Where's the divine beast cub?"

Lu Wenwu: “?”

He looked up and down at the three-headed demon god in front of him, and seeing that the other party's anxiety did not seem fake, doubts suddenly arose in his heart.

"Who are you? What do you three do?"

"The Demon Clan's ancestral home! My father is a member of the Demon God Alliance!" The mid-stage Spiritualization demon beast spat out a token from its mouth. "Where's the Huo Dou?! This place has been set up with a net set up by those damned human cultivators. How could you be so foolish as to come here and walk into a trap?"

"I came whenever I wanted to. What's the big deal?" Lu Wenwu smiled and shrugged. "You haven't answered me yet. Why do you care so much about my Maomao?"

"Your Maomao? Damn it, that's the future Demon King!"

The monster's face became more and more anxious, even mixed with strong anger.

"You're still in the mood to laugh here? If you don't find a way to break out quickly, the divine beast will be buried with you for your stupidity, don't you know that?"

"Sorry, I don't know."

Lu Wenwu shrugged his shoulders, narrowed his eyes slightly, and the energy and blood began to circulate wildly in his body.

"And has anyone ever told you before that you're thinking about my Maomao? It's really annoying."

"You bastard, hand over the scoundrel!"

The demon cultivator in the middle stage of the Spirit Transformation Realm was already anxious, and instantly revealed his true form, transforming into a giant bird with the power of wind and thunder flashing on its body.

The other two monsters also transformed into their true forms, with ferocious looks on their faces.

They are also some kind of birds related to speed, and they look like relatives or followers.

"My true form is the Wind-Thunder Falcon! This damn space seal can't stop me! Do you think you're invincible just because you have a little bit of true dragon blood? If you want to die, don't drag Huo Dou with you. Whether the demon race can rebuild the demon empire depends on this time!"

The giant wind and thunder bird in the middle screamed and spoke in human language.

"It seems no one has told you."

Lu Wenwu shook his head slightly, and murderous intent suddenly appeared in his eyes.

"Then let my fist tell you."

In an instant, a heavy punch appeared!

(End of this chapter)