Chapter 389 The Charm of Tianzun Yuanbao
The next day!
Xiaochongtian!
The sun was blazing in the sky, and the sunlight fell on the Haoyue Building.
The murderous aura that permeated all around made the people standing under the scorching sun feel a piercing chill.
On the top floor of the Haoyue Building, two men were sitting across the table. The invisible forbidden energy enveloped the two men, blocking their breath and making it impossible for outsiders to detect and perceive them.
The man on the left had long white hair that was over his shoulders and was very eye-catching. He had handsome features, but his eyes were extremely cold. The man on the
right had a mixed-yuan bun, and his white robe made him look gentle and elegant. He always had a faint smile on his face, but the fighting spirit in his eyes was like a sharp sword drawn from its sheath, making people dare not look at him.
If there were any strong men from the Nineth Heaven here, they would definitely exclaim when they saw the two of them.
White-haired blood demon Leng Yimo!
Cold and deadly swordsman Gao Moyan!
Even in the Ninth Heaven where there are so many strong men, these two still have a great reputation.
Both of them are strong men of the Nine Reincarnations, and they are only one step away from the Heavenly Venerable Realm.
Leng Yimo's originally cold eyes revealed a soft light after looking at Gao Moyan: "Moyan, we haven't seen each other for 100,000 years, right?"
Gao Moyan looked nostalgic: "It's been 120,000 years, but that day you and I joined forces to fight, from the Ninth Heaven to the Seventh Heaven, the past scenes are still vivid in my mind."
Leng Yimo is a demon cultivator, and Gao Moyan is a human sword cultivator.
Originally, the two were enemies in terms of race, but they crossed the racial barriers and became close friends.
Such a life-and-death relationship is naturally what Gao Moyan said, the friendship that was born when the two fought together 120,000 years ago and stepped on countless corpses. After
that battle, both of them were spotted and taken away by the two major sects of the Seventh Heaven.
Although the two could not meet for 120,000 years due to racial restrictions and some special rules of the Ninth Heaven, they
often kept in touch privately .
So much so that the transaction between the human race and the demon race this time was also promoted by the two of them.
After a while of thinking, Gao Yimo asked with a smile: "Mo Yan, how many strong men do you think the ascenders will send this time?"
Gao Moyan said with disdain: "No matter how many come, we won't be able to kill them all, but if there is an opponent worthy of you and me to join forces to fight again, maybe it's worth looking forward to."
Gao Yimo raised his lips: "An opponent worthy of us to join forces to fight? It's really hard to forget the days when you and I fought side by side back to back."
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In the Haoyue Building, the two powerful men of the Nine Revolutions of Samsara were chatting, but outside the Haoyue Building, the undercurrent had already surged.
Lin Heng and his companions hid their faces and scattered among the crowd of onlookers. A thousand meters outside the Haoyue Building, Lin Heng smiled and waited for the start of this transaction.
It was noon!
The gate of the Bright Moon Tower opened, and four Samsara Realm masters from the Blood Demon Sect and Tyrant Sword Sect walked out one after another.
Zhong Xueyi and Xiao Han, who represented the Blood Demon Sect, stood on the left.
Liao Chen and Wen Jue, who represented Tyrant Sword Sect, stood on the right.
The strength of these four people was between the first and third turns of Samsara, and they were considered to be top masters in the ninth level of the Nine Heavens.
Following the four Samsara Realm masters, dozens of Nirvana Realm masters from both sects walked out and scattered around the Bright Moon Tower to guard it.
After Xiao Han walked out of the Haoyue Building, he looked up at the crowd of onlookers and shouted in a cold voice: "Everyone, today is the big day for the transaction between the Blood Demon Sect and the Tyrant Sword Sect. I would like to remind you that once the transaction begins, anyone who steps within 500 meters of the Haoyue Building, regardless of the reason, will be strangled to death by our two sects."
Although it was a reminder, Xiao Han's tone was full of threats.
After giving the warning, Xiao Han looked back at Zhong Xueyi, who nodded in understanding and followed him forward.
Wen Jue from the Tyrant Sword Sect also followed and came to the long table placed in the middle of the Haoyue Building with Zhong Xueyi.
The transaction between the strong was not too complicated, and it was also a barter.
Over the past countless years, the two factions have naturally obtained a lot of resources belonging to the other race in the battles and resource collection. In
this transaction, both sides hold the idea of ​​cooperation and win-win.
With treasures that are enough to cause bloodshed in the Ten Regions, transactions are carried out one after another.
The atmosphere in the crowd of onlookers is becoming more and more depressing.
Half an hour later, the transaction has been completed for the most part, but it is still calm.
However, this superficial calm cannot conceal the danger in the dark.
For example, Lin Heng, who was hiding in the crowd, has discovered that the auras of more than a dozen people have begun to fluctuate restlessly.
"Within a hundred meters of me, there are already two Samsara Realm masters and more than ten Nirvana Realm masters. I wonder how many masters have come to the Ninth Heaven this time."
After Lin Heng felt the aura that those hidden people could not perfectly conceal, the smile on his face became even stronger.
As the transaction was coming to an end, the Heavenly Venerable Source Treasure was finally taken out.
And there was more than one, but the Blood Demon Sect and the Tyrant Sword Sect each took out a Heavenly Venerable Source Treasure with different original power to exchange.
'Hoohoo! '
At the same time as the two Heavenly Venerable Spirit Treasures were taken out, powerful auras burst out one after another around the Haoyue Tower.
Finally couldn't help but take action?
Lin Heng clenched his palms tightly, and the source power in his body surged, and he was also ready to take action at any time.
"Haha! Wen Jue, Zhong Xueyi, I want the Tianzun Yuanbao in your hands!"
A burst of laughter rang out among the crowd, followed by a figure rising into the sky. The figure was less than 1.5 meters tall, but it burst out with powerful energy.
"Bi Xiao Tongzi!"
Wen Jue looked at the short man in the air, his eyes gradually became cold.
At the same time, Zhong Xueyi burst out with murderous intent and locked onto Bi Xiao Tongzi firmly.
Being locked onto by the murderous intent of two powerful people of the same realm, and two of them looking at him unkindly, Bi Xiao Tongzi's face changed slightly, and he couldn't help but look in a certain direction of the crowd: "Why don't you show up and take action? When are you waiting?" As
Bi Xiao Tongzi finished speaking, two figures rose into the sky and flew into the air in the blink of an eye.
Two people appeared, a man and a woman. The man was dressed in black and held a black blade, while the woman was dressed in white, with a thin sword wrapped in snow, shining with cold light.
"Black and white swords!"
Wen Jue didn't care much when the Azure Sky Boy appeared, but after seeing the black and white swords, his face sank.
They were both three-turn reincarnations, but the black and white swords together meant that they were not just two three-turn reincarnations.
They were originally husband and wife, and with the combined skills they practiced, they could barely fight against a four-turn reincarnation when they joined forces.
"It's so lively, how can I, an old man, not come and join in."
A dull voice sounded less than a hundred meters away from Lin Heng, followed by an old man with shaggy white hair and a cane slowly rising.
"Yin Zhong, even your old guy is here."
Wen Jue's expression became more and more ugly. Obviously, the visitor this time was beyond his expectations.