The earth-level mid-grade magic weapon, in the entire Dachong Mountain, only the Guchen Sword of Shushan Shenshan Sword One has reached this level.

Its power is so strong that at the Dachongshan Immortal Cultivation Conference, with a single sword strike, it instantly suppressed the inner-transformed elder of the Taolin Mu family.

Originally, reaching the level above the Nascent Soul, the transformation into a god, is the beginning of the evolution towards the immortal! The cultivators have begun to shed their mortal bodies, and there is no simple character.

When fighting within the same level, even if there is a gap between them, it is not easy to determine the winner.

But when the Shenshan Swords faced the Mu family's divine power, they seemed so powerful.

Among them, the power of Shenshan Jianyi is naturally unquestionable, but the middle-grade earth-level Guchen Flying Sword also played a vital role.

It is even enough to allow senior monks of their level to fight across levels.

Jiang Li’s burial coffin was originally a magic weapon built according to the design drawings of an ancient artifact.

It’s only because of the limitations of materials and spiritual energy of this era that the final product’s effect has been reduced to this.

Without the addition of coffin nails, there is only the awkward rank of Xuan-level upper grade.

Fortunately, after being soaked in the underwater cemetery for one or two hundred years, the coffin finally fell into Jiang Li's hands.

With his huge investment regardless of cost and consumption.

The Yin Burial Coffin was nourished and strengthened, and its congenital deficiencies were gradually made up with the help of spiritual energy, demon blood, ghosts, the Nine Nether Wood and other things.

Just before, when Jiang Li broke through the foundation-building stage, he successfully crossed that threshold and was promoted to an earth-level magic weapon.

Now another nail has been driven into the coffin, taking us one step further.

If all seven coffin nails were driven in, I wonder what the final state of the coffin would be.

. . . .

Seven days later, in Fengyang City, in front of Wanyang Tower.

Standing at the end of the crowded street, Jiang Li looked at the immortal secret realm above his head and couldn't help but marvel at it.

Jiang Li originally thought that the auction hall in Wanyang Building was just a meeting place on the upper floor of the building.

Now that I'm at the scene, I realize that's not the case at all.

That auction house was basically an island that floated in the sky all year round! When he saw the entire Changqing Palace rise into the air during the sect competition, he was surprised by the power of the cultivators and proud of the strength of the sect.

I didn't expect that now that I have arrived in Fengyang City, I would realize that all my previous experiences in Dachong Mountain were too outdated.

Compared with this big city in the Eastern Region, the work of Sutra Valley is dwarfed by its size.

This island, just by falling down, would be enough to destroy an entire sect.

At the main gate of Wanyang Tower, hundreds of beautiful female cultivators with smiling faces were acting as service staff, guiding guests to the floating auction venue.

Behind them, dozens of black-clad guards with indifferent faces, with high-grade magical weapons on their waists, stood silently in a hidden place.

Sharp eyes swept through the crowd, preventing any dangerous situations from happening.

Judging from the faint aura emanating from these guards, there are actually ten of them inside, all of whom are genuine Jindan cultivators, without any admixture.

The rest are at least at the Jindan stage.

In places that Jiang Li cannot see, there may be even more powerful monks who are silently watching everything.

In Dachong Mountain, Jindan cultivators are high-level elders who are capable of standing on their own.

But if you put it here, anyone who is used to guard the gate will have ten golden elixirs.

This technique is something that Dachongshan could never learn.

Every aspect here is enough to illustrate the huge gap between Fengyang City and Dachongshan.

But Jiang Li was not discouraged. A bigger stage would allow him to grow faster. As long as he had enough states, he was confident that he would not lose to anyone.

There is an especially crowded crowd in front of Wanyang Tower today.

Because according to the auction item list revealed by the organizer this time, the finale of the auction includes earth-level elixirs that can change fate, magical powers handed down from ancient times, and extremely powerful earth-level magic weapons! How many people have never seen these things in their lives, even if they can't afford to buy them, it's good to take a look at them.

Moreover, Wanyanglou is very smart. In every auction, it will release some ancient book fragments and ancient rare objects whose specific value is difficult to judge.

There are also some really good things that are buried.

As a result, at this auction venue, it is common to see lucky monks picking up treasures at low prices.

This greatly hit the psychology of those ordinary monks who had a little capital.

Give it a try, just in case you win! From then on, life will go in different directions, and the peak of life will beckon them.

This kind of legendary publicity is the most inspiring. Some deliberately released "bargain" items can bring back a hundred times the profit in the long run.

Jiang Li and others were walking in the crowd. At this time, the noise around them suddenly became much quieter. The people nearby began to disperse to both sides, and a vacuum zone soon formed in the middle of the road.

Then a group of cold-faced monks came over from the empty passage in the middle.

There were ten monks in total in this group, and each of them had a blood-red long sword on his back.

Jiang Li also looked over curiously.

This group of people were indeed different from the others. Their faces were all dark, with menacing looks between their brows, and a murderous aura lingering around them that seemed to have solidified into substance.

Jiang Li was blessed with the merits of Heaven. In his eyes, when these people walked together, he could even see disgusting black air surrounding them.

"Is this... a manifestation of karma?"

The cause of the black air was actually the strong karma of killing, which formed the appearance of black air.

"This level of karma requires how many people one must have killed for this to happen."

"Who are they? Which demonic sect are they from? How could they appear openly in Fengyang City?"

"Huh? That person is really strong! And he's still so young."

"Jiang Li, look at that young man, how does his strength compare to yours?"

The master surnamed Zhu beside Jiang Li also frowned as he looked at the group of people. These ten demon cultivators would make people feel disgusted instinctively.

He gestured to Jiang Li to look at a young monk among the ten people.

He was a young man walking in front of the group, with strands of red hair mixed in with his jet-black hair.

As if he had noticed Jiang Li's gaze, the man also looked over here.

Their eyes met, and Jiang Li felt a little solemn.

That young man actually gave him a feeling of threat.

But this person can give Jiang Li a sense of danger.

"Don't look at them, little brother. This group of people will really draw their swords and kill people in the city!"

They just looked at each other for a moment, and then a middle-aged monk next to them came over and seemed to inadvertently block their view with his body.

In a blink of an eye, the group of monks had passed in front of them. The young monk didn't even look at Jiang Li, and walked straight past.

"Who are they, bro?"

Jiang Li watched the group of people walk away, then bowed and asked the middle-aged monk.

"They are the Blood Saber Guards of Wantu Clan. The young man walking in front is Wu Loulan, the third son of the Wantu Clan leader."

"Humph, when he just came of age, he personally massacred a small town of mortals. I don't know how many people he has killed so far. He is truly a scum of our Eastern Region."

The people of Chongshan League once again looked at the retreating figures of the group of monks. So they were the members of Wantu Sect, the sword hanging from the beams over the heads of all the monks of Chongshan.

"My dear brother, we are new here and don't know much. Please tell us more about the Wan Tu Clan."

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After the people from Wantumen left, the surrounding crowd began to resume their normal activities.

"The Wantu Clan is a group of perverts. Each of them has killed countless lives. Not long ago, they massacred an entire mortal nation. It is said that their main force is now attacking the immortal cultivation world in Zisonglin Mountain. I don't know how much more sins they will commit in vain."

"Moreover, the disappearance of many sects in the Eastern Region was also related to them."

"All the dead were beheaded, and even the nearby mortal cities were not spared, including the elderly, the weak, women and children. Only the demon cultivators of Wantu Clan would be interested in this kind of thing. But I didn't expect that they also received an invitation from Wanyang Tower."

"But this is only natural. The Wantu Clan is still a member of the Sishen Temple. People like us can only be angry but not speak out."

"Okay, little brothers, be careful next time. I'm leaving now."

After the middle-aged monk said a few more words, he separated from Jiang Li and disappeared into the crowd.

Jiang Li, with the six senior leaders of Chongshan League behind him, continued to walk along with the crowd.

Soon, a nun received them.

"My Lords, do you have an invitation?"

Jiang Li took out the invitation letter from Shopkeeper Jiang. After the female cultivator received it, her smile became even brighter.

"You are carrying a Level 2 invitation letter and are the VIPs of Wanyang Auction House. Please come over here and board the floating ladder."

"These are the box numbers for the adults. Please enter the box according to your numbers."

Among the six high-ranking officials of Chongshan League behind Jiang Li, two have reached the stage of Divine Transformation, and four have reached the stage of Nascent Soul.

Just revealing a little bit of aura is enough to make passers-by around retreat.

Even in Fengyang City, cultivators of this level are not found everywhere.

The female cultivators were able to remain calm and handle the situation very appropriately. It was obvious that they had seen a lot of the world. Working in Wanyang Tower, they were no strangers to such high-level cultivators.

Under the guidance of the female cultivator, Jiang Li and others stepped onto a stone platform and then rose towards the floating island in the sky.

At the reception desk not far away, the team of Wantumen's Blood Knife monks, along with female monks providing one-on-one personal service, were flying upwards on a more luxurious cloud carpet.

Wanyanglou is a merchant organization after all, and its classification of customers is very clear.

It can be roughly divided into four levels.

Some well-known local forces received invitation letters, which correspond to first-class VIPs, with full service from beautiful female nuns and luxurious close-up boxes available for use.

In Wanyang Tower, cultivators who spend more than one million spirit stones at one time will be sent a second-class invitation letter. As second-class VIPs, they will be provided with free spirit fruits and spirit wine on the floating stone platform and enjoy confidential shopping in ordinary boxes.

In Wanyang Tower, cultivators who have spent a total of more than 500,000 spirit stones will be treated as third-class VIPs, riding on ordinary stone platforms and enjoying front-row seats.

The last tier was for cultivators without invitations, who were ordinary customers who needed to pay a deposit of 100,000 spirit stones before they could enter. They took the ordinary stone platform that was crowded with hundreds of people, and then sat in the ordinary seats at the back.

The difference here is huge. Strength, status, and wealth are extremely important wherever you go.

The stone platform carried them high into the sky, and they could see that the island in the sky was being dragged in the sky by a huge white cloud.

It is like a fairyland surrounded by clouds and mist.

"Is this water vapor? It's incredible that it can bear such a weight."

A moment later, Jiang Li and others stepped onto the floating island. He patted the clouds at the edge of the island, and it felt as solid as the soil on the earth.

But if you touch it with gentle force, the mist will disperse like normal clouds, as if you can't exert any force at all.

"This is a sea cumulus cloud, a special cloud summoned by an earth-level magic weapon. Not only can it bear weight, but you can also plant things on it."

Jiang Li was still studying the clouds when a clear female voice was heard among the sea of ​​clouds not far away, explaining his doubts.

Jiang Li looked over when he heard the sound and saw a young girl holding a delicate little shovel in the clouds not far away. She was digging small holes in the clouds, stuffing a few seeds in them, and then covering them with cumulus clouds. She also patted them with her hands to make cloud bags.

Looking at the cumulus clouds not far away, one could see that they had actually been cultivated into exquisite spiritual fields.

Many sprouts have already grown on those mounds. It seems that what the girl said is true, things can really be grown on the sea of ​​clouds.

And the magic weapon that can gather such clouds and mist is obviously also an earth-level magic weapon.

"Is this your first time here? If you're here to attend the auction, it's over there."

The girl patted the cloud soil stuck on her body and pointed to a huge building not far away.

A large number of people were pouring in there, and there were not many people staying there like them.

"Thank you for your advice, young lady... Where is the person?"

When Jiang Li turned around to thank her again, the girl had disappeared.

"Master, did you see that girl just now?"

Jiang Li could only ask the master next to him, but the other party's reaction shocked Jiang Li.

"Girl? What girl? You are talking to yourself there, let's go, the auction is about to start."

The Grandmaster's expression did not seem fake, and the other senior executives nearby did not react at all.

Looking at the cloud and soil mounds that still existed not far away, Jiang Li didn't think that he had seen it wrong, but why could he see it when neither the Nascent Soul cultivators nor the God Transformation masters could see it?

The world is so big that there are all kinds of strange things.

After Jiang Li and others left, the mist dissipated, revealing a pair of clear eyes. Looking at Jiang Li who was leaving, their eyes were full of curiosity.

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