The chief of the king sat behind the coffee table with a somewhat insidious smile on his face: "This is a red crane poison, there is no antidote."

I staggered two steps back, hit the wall, and slowly slumped and sat down, with a face full of incredulousness: “Why, why are you doing this?”

Director Wang leisurely soaked tea, the action flowed like a cloud of water, full of beauty: "It is very simple, my cultivation card in the six primary primary for too long, has not been promoted, the spirit of all these years is very rare, the forest is less and less, the spirit is more thin, so down, I will never want to advance, but if hell erodes everywhere, the spirit of heaven and earth will be as rich as hell, the treasure of heaven and earth are more and more, not to say seven, is eight, nine, not seven, nine, nine, not the problem."

I yelled angrily, “When the ghosts are rampant and the creatures are burning, don’t you care?”

"Why should I care," the director of the king sneered, "but it is just a group of mortals, life is only a short hundred years, once I cultivate to nine products, I have a life of a thousand years, the elephant will care about the life of the ants."

Gao Yunquan was full of anger, and the seven tips were bleeding: "Obok, you are not fit for cultivation at all."

The chief of the king bowed his head and took a sip of tea: "The cultivation path is going against the sky, and once it will be successful, after me, even if it floods, what do I do?"

“You,” I pointed trembling at him, “you will not die.”

"I will not die well, no one knows, but you will soon die," Chief Wang put the cup on the table, and I fell to the ground, grasping my neck, and kept spasming, and the blood in my eyes stained the whole world red.

The darkness completely collapsed, and I spit out the last breath of blood and completely broke my breath.

The king’s director said lightly, “Come to man.”

Before the young man came in: "The chief, what is the order?"

“Drag it on me, burn it clean, and there is no scum left,” said the king’s chief.

“Yes,”

The king stood up and looked out the window at the sky, his eyes were crazy and excited: "Finally, it is going to change."

At night, within the newly built building, the heads and important people of the major families have gathered, sitting in their own positions, and the acquaintances are talking in a low voice, waiting for the auction to start.

At eight o'clock in the evening, the bells rang in the venue, which was the sign of the beginning of the ghost market auction, and the venue was immediately quiet.

The director of the king, wearing a suit, went to the auction table and said with a smile: "Welcome to participate in today's auction, the last ghost city was held 60 years ago, the ancient tomb of an ancient monk was opened, that harvest, let us flourish for so many years, in the blink of an eye, it has been sixty years, God's pity, we have received rich resources, I Wang Tianyuan, can preside over such a ghost city, see the prosperity of the Chinese monastic community."

Warm applause rang out, and for a long time, Wang Tianyuan made a salute to the people and said, “Gentlemen, I am here to announce that the ghost city is officially.”

The voice did not fall, behind him appeared on the big screen, in the picture, Wang Tianyuan is leisurely brewing tea,

"Why should I care, but a group of mortals, and the elephant will care about the life of the ants, even if it floods me, what do I do?" 」

Wang Tianyuan was shocked and shouted, “What’s the matter, turn it off, turn it off quickly for me.”

"Chief Wang, I didn't expect it," I appeared in the back of the auditorium, everyone turned their heads and brushed my head and looked at me, Gao Yunquan stood on my side, his eyes were cold.

"You, how can you be," Wang director of the face sank, after all, he was in the officialdom of so many years, the wind and waves have also been seen, the initial shock and panic, he immediately calmed down,

I laughed, "Lord Wang, I didn't expect that I was still alive, you are very confident, after all, there is really no medicine in every place, but you forget that I am a person who has returned from hell, and there is no small thing that can be interpreted in hell."

The king looked at me with cold eyes and said nothing.

At this time, the head of the Laishan school suddenly stood up and shouted loudly: "King, is hell really beginning to erode the world?"

The leader of the Cuishan faction was killed by the Xuanqiu ghost king, and once disguised as his appearance, provoking the relationship between the two factions of Mount Pao and Maoshan, which almost caused the two factions to fight, and now the head of the mountain has fallen into the hands of Qing Xuan, the great disciple of the head of the office.

As soon as this statement came out, everyone looked at the king's director, and they had no interest in whether I and Gao Yunquan had been poisoned, and they just wanted to know if everything was already in danger.

The king said, “Yes.”

Many of the people in the room were excited, and many grumpy people pointed to Wang Tianyuan and shouted,

The king’s face has not changed, and it seems that he has already become full of heart.

He suddenly shouted, “Gentlemen, please listen to the king’s words.”

This sentence, he infused with the spirit, as if in the ears of the people, deafening, the venue was quiet again.

"Qing Xuan Master, what are you now, it seems that there are only four products, right," Wang Tianyuan said, "It is really ah, with your talent, if it is in the spirit of the ancient, at least five products and six products, where there will be four products wandering, long time will not enter,"

The face is dark,

"Brother Zheng," he looked at a tall bearded old man, who is the owner of the Zheng family, "you were four products senior twenty years ago, and now you are four-pin senior, don't you want to break through?" 」

The head of the family frowned, and there was some hesitation between the eyes of the family.

Wang Tianyuan also ordered the names of several important people, they are stuck in the current realm for a long time, have not been able to advance people, I even saw a little desire in their eyes,

"Yes, the two worlds are about to overlap, the world is about to become hell," Wang Tianyuan opened his hands and shouted loudly, "but this is not a great thing for our monks, all the spirit will become more intense than the ancient times, we will not be endless of heaven and earth treasure, let alone break through the current state, that is, to reach six, seven, even nine products is not a problem."

He raised the volume and said very inflammatoryly: "Friends, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, the age of our monastics is coming."

I looked around, many people were a little moved, I laughed, suddenly came up, shouted: "Well said, Wang Director, you are really an official for so long, this eloquence is very good."

I slowly walked down, step by step to the auction table, standing opposite him: "Chief Wang, I have to say that your idea is very beautiful, even I almost was moved by you, after all, who do not want to improve their own strength, but you Dao friends, you forgot a very important thing, once all by hell eroded, to all is not only the treasures of heaven and earth and rich spirit, there are countless ghosts and ghosts."

And the people heard the words, and their faces changed.

I hooked my mouth and said, "In the strength of our Chinese monastic community, we can deal with a few ghost kings, a few ghosts, and not mention the innumerable infernal natives, their destructiveness is extremely powerful, and if you say it is not good, you will be able to reach an agreement with the ghosts and ghosts, and even give the ghosts the king as servants, and those hells are unknown to the six relatives."

“We will never make ghosts slaves to be servants,” said a man with a national face, “and we will not be mischiunced with them.”

"Lord Li, of course, I believe in the conduct of all of you here," I looked over and looked at Wang Tianyuan, "I mean to listen to those who are insidious and cunning, have no bottom line."

I saw that the faces of the people were getting whiter, and my eyes seemed to show a little fear, and smiled in a low voice, saying, "You Daoists, there is an egg under the nest, do you want to see that the inheritance of this gate sect has been cut off for hundreds of years or even thousands of years?"

"Easy alarmist," Wang Tianyuan's face was extremely ugly, roared, and suddenly struck me out, and the powerful palm wind tore up the entire auction table, the slag flew, like a tornado, and hit me in the face.

I have long been guarding against him, took a step back, threw out a large number of great-pole town evil characters, since I broke through five products, a day can draw five Daji town evil characters, in order to prepare for the need, I recently painted a lot,

And the character I am painting now, unlike what I learned from the books left by my grandmother before, is based on the knowledge of previous lives, and the power of the stumps has been greatly enhanced by the knowledge of ghost books.

Those great towns of evil characters scattered in the air, forming a larger ghost book, chanting spells in my mouth, those characters all light up,

My face was heavy, my eyes shining, and I shouted, “Breaking.”

The ghost book composed of the verbs hit the palm of the wind, the six monastics hit it with all their might, the power was very huge, only to hear a loud noise, the walls behind the auction table were completely flying, and the two forces were offset by each other, even to eliminate the invisible.

Wang Tianyuan's face changed greatly, and I did not expect that I would be able to take the full force of his six-pin monk.

Others also looked at me in horror, especially those who knew me, and just a few months ago, I was just a monk of three or four, and I did not expect that in the blink of an eye, my strength had become among the top level of Huaxia.

Wang Tianyuan laughed and said, "Yan Lin, the person next to you is a follower of the military family, he was just an ordinary person a few months ago, and you, the last time you met, the three or four products of the district, you went to hell, and then you became the master of the master, it seems that hell is better than I thought."