Guanlan City Auction House.

The immortal of longevity was originally described as having a withered arm, but now one of his arms was broken.

He held up the huge alchemy furnace with just one arm to resist the attack of the July Demon Lord.

"Senior, are you still capable?"

Wu Changfeng asked nervously.

He just noticed that Changmingxian had been beaten so hard that he vomited more than a dozen mouthfuls of blood.

Even one of his hands was broken.

"Don't just defend! Defense is useless, you have to take the initiative to attack! Take out your magic weapon and blast him!"

Wu Changfeng gave a "friendly" tip to Changmingxian.

"puff!"

The immortal of longevity spat out blood again.

This time, the blood was not caused by the Demon Lord July.

He was angry with Wu Changfeng.

"I'm an alchemist!"

He fended off the attack from the Demon Lord of July and shouted angrily.

He seldom took action himself, and his magic weapons were only used to assist in alchemy.

Having lived for so long, he would avoid battles whenever possible.

Determined not to be too direct.

The reason why I rescued Wu Changfeng this time was firstly for Qin Lang's sake.

The second is that he feels that Demon Lord July has been out of trouble not long ago, and his strength should not have fully recovered.

Unexpectedly, the strength of Demon Lord July not only recovered, but even exceeded that of a thousand years ago.

The only thing to be thankful for is that the Demon Lord July lost his mind for some unknown reason.

Many powerful spells were not cast.

Instead, he used a semi-immortal magic weapon to continuously slash.

This is also the reason why he can hold on.

I thought Wu Changfeng would be grateful.

I never thought that Wu Changfeng could talk while standing without any back pain!

It was a wrong payment after all!

Although he disliked Wu Changfeng in his heart, he wanted to leave a good impression in front of Qin Lang.

He still has to take action.

"Ah? So you only know how to make pills, but not how to fight?"

Wu Changfeng was a little confused.

He thought that since the Longevity Immortal had such a high level of cultivation, he should be very powerful.

I didn't expect that he was only good at making pills but couldn't fight.

Thinking about it this way, it seems that Junior Master Qin Lang is the one who is omnipotent!

Not only is he good at refining pills, setting up formations, refining weapons, playing chess, and fighting!

Changmingxian was so angry about what Wu Changfeng said that he almost fainted.

If he fights often, he will not be a long-lived immortal, but a short-lived immortal.

The world of cultivating immortals is so cruel, if it weren’t for Gou.

How could he live so long?

If he had not refined so many medicinal pills, how could he have repeatedly exhausted his lifespan and not yet reached his end?

Finally, I won the time and survived until now!

"Stop talking nonsense! Is Junior Master Qin Lang here?"

The Immortal of Longevity urged.

Although the Demon Lord of July is not in his right mind.

But what he was holding in his hand was a semi-immortal weapon!

And it is also an offensive magic weapon.

Even without using powerful spells.

He couldn't hold out for long.

I just hope Qin Lang can come to the rescue soon.

Otherwise he couldn't bear it anymore, and in order to save his life, he had to ignore Wu Changfeng.

"This should, may, or may be soon."

Wu Changfeng was also a little uncertain.

His message was for Fengshang.

But Fengshang did not reply.

"What do you mean by should! May! Perhaps!"

The immortal of longevity is going crazy.

He noticed that the July Demon Lord seemed unable to kill Wu Changfeng for a long time, and the originally deep red spiritual energy had gradually turned black.

And the intensity of the attack is gradually increasing!

If he were to be struck a few more times, his alchemy furnace would probably fall apart!

"Die! Die! Die!"

The Demon Lord of July roared.

Every roar is accompanied by a quick, accurate and ruthless knife strike.

"No, no, I can't stand it anymore!"

Changmingxian shouted hurriedly.

The alchemy furnace in his hand would disintegrate on the spot if it were to withstand one more attack from the July Demon Lord.

Wu Changfeng didn't expect that the immortal of longevity would fail.

As my heart was pounding, the message arrived.

He did not dare to hesitate and quickly looked through the jade slip of the message.

"Here they come! Junior Master-Uncle sent someone here!"

Wu Changfeng shouted happily.

He has received the message from Elder Fengshang.

Junior Master Qin Lang sent his female cook to help.

Upon hearing this, Changmingxian looked at the Snow Drinking Mad Knife which the July Demon Lord raised again.

"Block it again!"

He gritted his teeth and made up his mind.

Now he wanted to take a gamble and see if he could hold on until reinforcements arrived.

Just as Xueyin's crazy knife was chopped down.

He hurriedly lifted up the alchemy furnace and prepared to take Wu Changfeng away.

"clang!"

The sound of metal clashing could be heard.

But Changmingxian did not feel the force coming from the alchemy furnace.

If there was no force coming from the alchemy furnace.

What was that sound just now?

The long-lived immortal was confused and didn't have time to look.

He felt a chill enveloping him.

Even though he had reached the ninth level of immortal cultivation, he was unable to isolate himself from the cold.

"It's Venerable Haoyue!"

He looked forward.

I saw a sharp blade shaped like a crescent moon blocking the Snow Drinking Mad Knife of the July Demon Lord.

This sharp blade is none other than the Cold Moon Sword of Lord Haoyue!

“Da, da, da…”

The crisp footsteps sounded one after another.

The immortal Changming looked towards the stairs.

He saw the cold and beautiful Venerable Haoyue had appeared on his level.

"Congeal!"

A cold light flashed in Haoyue's eyes.

The snow-white arm as white as jade waved gently.

The Hanyue Sword that had originally blocked Xueyin Kuangdao suddenly turned into a stream of light and pierced through the chest of the July Demon Lord.

"ah!"

The Demon Lord of July let out a cry of pain.

His red eyes shifted their target.

Now the person he wants to kill most is no longer Wu Changfeng.

But it was Venerable Haoyue who had just injured him!

The bright moon remained calm.

She waved her hand above her head.

The roof of the auction house, which had just been repaired a few days ago, was directly blown off.

Then the bright moon leaped into the air.

This is Guanlan City, which is under the jurisdiction of Suoxianmen, the sect of Junior-Master Uncle Qin Lang.

So Haoyue has to move the battlefield.

If a fight breaks out here, Guanlan City will surely suffer heavy losses.

As Haoyue left, Demon Lord July chased after him with a roar without any hesitation.

"Bang!"

Changmingxian sat down on the ground and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Finally I was saved..."

If the bright moon came a little later.

His alchemy furnace is likely to fall apart.

Wu Changfeng didn't feel any pressure.

From beginning to end, except for the first time when he faced the Demon Lord of July, he was very scared.

The rest was as leisurely as watching a play.

"Why did he want to kill me?"

Wu Changfeng was a little confused.

When Changmingxian heard his words, his eyes widened as if he was looking at a fool.

"He is the notorious Demon Lord of July. He doesn't need a reason to kill you."

The reason why the evil way is called the evil way is because it involves constant killing and is cruel and bloody.

Otherwise, the numerous sects on the Qiankun Continent would not be so hostile to the evil ways.

"Seventh Moon Demon Lord?"

Wu Changfeng was stunned.

It turns out that the person who was watching the pet was the Demon Lord?

Does Junior-Master Qin Lang know?

You should... know, right?

So do I need to report this matter to Junior-Master Qin Lang?

A series of questions appeared in his mind.

Just at this moment.

“Boom!”

The earth-shaking sound reached the ears of Wu Changfeng and Changmingxian.

The owner of the auction house, who had fainted, was also awakened by the sound.

He stared blankly at the sky, which was a bit dazzlingly bright.

Two lines of hot tears rolled down from his eyes.

"My ceiling..."

The boss shouted sadly.

This is the second time the ceiling has been blown off...