With a smile on her face, Zhuo Lingling sent Yuan Ming and Gu Yue to the door of the box. Yuan Ming declined the other party's idea of sending him out of the building.
He didn't want to be so high-profile and attract other people's attention.
The two moved to the lobby on the first floor, passed through the rows of shelves, and were about to walk out the door, but they found a noise at the door and a group of people poured in from the main door.
The leader was a young man in his twenties dressed in white. He had a handsome appearance, but his hair and beard were all white, and his lips were a little thin, giving him a somewhat frivolous feeling.
The young man held a girl in a red dress in his arms, talking and laughing, not caring about the eyes of the people around him.
The girl in the red dress has a soft appearance and a curvy figure. She wears a thin long skirt to show off her exquisite figure. Her whole body exudes a thrilling charm, like a blooming fire lotus.
Yuan Ming has seen many beautiful women, but he has never seen such a charming and fiery person, so he couldn't help but take a second look.
The same was true for other guests in the Changxian Tower. They couldn't help but focus on the girl in the red dress.
The girl in the red dress seems to have been used to being noticed for a long time. She half-leans into the arms of the young man in white without paying any attention to her, and she lets out coquettish giggles from time to time.
Behind them were seven or eight people who looked like guards, who should be bodyguards, vaguely surrounding the two young men in white.
Among the guards was an old man in black robes, with a serious demeanor and eyes as sharp as an eagle.
"Foundation-building monk!" Yuan Ming was secretly surprised.
This young man in white clothes is only in the Qi Refining Stage, but he has a bodyguard in the Foundation Establishment Stage. It seems that his status is not trivial.
"These people have a dragon-shaped pattern embroidered on their sleeves. They should be disciples of the Bailong Island sect in the eastern region of southern Xinjiang. The young man in white should be Ula, the son of the island owner of Bailong Island." Gu Yue came to Yuan Ming's side and said softly.
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Hearing this, Yuan Ming looked at the young man in white and faintly felt a rather pure wave of water-attributed mana emitting from his body.
"Sir, look, look, that gem is so beautiful." The girl in the red dress looked at a blue gem on the shelf next to her, with a look of anticipation on her face.
"These are all ordinary spiritual materials. Just take whatever you like. I will take you upstairs to see the real treasures later." The young man in white chuckled nonchalantly.
"Thank you, sir!" The girl in the red dress looked happy and took off the blue gem.
"When can I be so romantic and rich, with beauty always by my side?" Gu Yue sighed softly.
Yuan Ming was not interested in such gossip and rumors in the world of immortality. Seeing that several people had already walked in and the door was open, he planned to leave the Changxian Tower directly.
As a result, as soon as he walked to the door, a figure stepped into the Changxian Tower and passed by him.
This man was wearing a gray-and-white placket, his face was smeared with five-color oil, he had a funny little pointed hat on his head, and he was wearing a pair of weird cock-toed shoes. He looked like a clown in a circus.
There are many people wearing strange costumes in Fang City. The appearance of clowns in colorful clothes did not attract many people's attention.
Yuan Ming stopped and looked back at that person.
"Brother Yuan, you?" Gu Yue asked after seeing this.
Yuan Ming remained silent. The moment he passed by, the hairs on his back suddenly stood up, as if he had encountered some terrifying beast.
He used his sea of consciousness to check out the person's situation, but after a moment of hesitation, he decided to give up.
It is very impolite to use your spiritual sense to detect others. If this clown in colorful clothes is really a powerful person, he will inevitably get himself into trouble.
The colorful clown did not wander around the store, but went straight to the Bailong Island group.
"Who is your Excellency?" A big guard guard stopped him and shouted in a low voice.
When the other guards saw a stranger approaching, they also became alert.
"whee……"
The clown in colorful clothes let out a weird laugh, but without seeing any movement, six golden light blades with afterimages shot out from his fingers and passed through the necks of the first two guards.
It wasn't until blood spurted out that the two guards reacted, but their bodies had no strength and fell limply to the ground.
The six light blades rushed towards Master Wula without any pause, and were behind him in an instant.
Young Master Wula was hugging the enchanting woman and appraising a spiritual material, completely unaware of the danger coming from behind.
Just as he was about to be penetrated by the golden light blade, he met the same fate as the two guards. A dark green shield as big as a tabletop was shot from the side, blocking six golden lights at the critical moment.
There was a loud "clang" sound, and the six golden lights shattered and turned into countless gold shavings floating away.
The dark green shield was also knocked several feet away, buzzing and shaking for a few times before it stabilized.
A black shadow flashed next to the shield, and an old man in black robe appeared like a ghost, shouting: "Young master, please back off!"
The clown in colorful clothes laughed strangely, clapped his hands, and more than a dozen golden light blades shot out from his hands, hitting the old man in black robes together.
The old man in black robe was furious. At this moment, he naturally ignored the rules of the city not to do anything, and made a little dark green shield.
The shield that was already the size of a tabletop became nearly half the size again, and its thickness also increased a lot, colliding with the incoming golden blade for the second time.
The golden and green rays of light collided fiercely in front of the dark green shield, making a deafening explosion. The nearby shelves swayed, the floor tiles on the ground were torn apart by the powerful magic, smoke and dust rose, and the Changxian Building was suddenly in a mess.
The clown in colorful clothes and the old man in black robes struck so fast that the customers in the store did not react until now and fled outside in panic, as did the green-clothed attendants in Changxian Tower.
Most of them are just mortals. Have you ever seen anyone dare to take action in the Immortal Tower?
However, there are still many monks and mortals who like to join in the fun, surrounding the entrance of Changxian Tower from a distance, observing everything that happens inside.
Yuan Ming pulled Gu Yue and followed the crowd outside the building.
The remaining six White Dragon Island guards were already protecting Mr. Wula, and some were trying to help the old man in black robes. However, the clown in color and the old man in black robe were fighting fiercely, and they could not get close at all. They used magical weapons and spells to attack the clown in black.
When it touched the other party, it was blown away by the violent collision.
In the Changxian Tower, Master Wula already had a look of horror on his face. In a panic, he took out a blue alms bowl, and a blue light shield drooped down, covering his body.
Almost at the same time, the clown in colorful clothes pointed his deadly finger.
There was a loud "ding" sound, and the blue light shield sunk deeply inward, almost being pierced, but in the end it was barely able to hold up.
Seeing this, Yuan Ming locked his consciousness on the recessed part of the mask, and finally found some clues.
An extremely slender golden light pierced the blue light shield, which was completely invisible to the naked eye. If the power of spiritual consciousness was not strong enough, it could not be detected.
Dots of golden light gathered from all directions. It was the scattered spiritual energy after the six golden light blades shattered before, which quickly merged into the slender golden light.
The slender golden light did not become thicker, but became stronger and stronger. After a few breaths, it finally penetrated the blue light shield and pierced Ula's forehead.
A little blood appeared between Ula's brows, and the next moment her head exploded. Her headless body shook twice and fell to the ground.
The whole place was silent, and you could hear needles dropping inside and outside the shop.
The people nearby did not understand how the old man in black robes and Mr. Wula died. Their eyes looked at the clown in colorful clothes with horror in their eyes. Seeing this, the guards of Bailong Island ran around in a hurry, fearing that they would become the next person to be headshot.
