Chapter 420 Three million magic crystals spent 2 white

The huge force made it difficult for a big guy who thought he was very powerful to hold the sledgehammer in his hand, and could only watch his weapons leave him.

Just when the big guy was surprised, Xiao Lingyu had already kicked him over.

The big guy should be a man of a long battle formation. He immediately bent his calves to block Xiao Lingyu's feet.

Unfortunately, the big guy's seemingly huge body flew backwards like the roadblock that had been blocked before.

Xiao Lingyu didn't take a look again, and walked out of the crowd straight away.

There was indeed no one to stop him. Xiao Lingyu's back gradually became blurred under the gaze of the masters in the southeast region.

"This guy is so strong!"

"Even the fat boy in the late stage of the Spirit Demon can't take a move. I guess only Mr. Zhan can fight him in the Southeast region."

"What region is he from?"

"Hurry up and talk to Mr. Zhan, he has an opponent to challenge again."

It was not until Xiao Lingyu left for a hundred breaths that the monks from the Southeast region began to discuss.

Xiao Lingyu didn't feel any pride in defeating the spiritual demon cultivator, and even felt it was a bit funny. He didn't catch a liar himself, but instead lost 10,000 magic crystals. He even fought with others for two unreasonable reasons. He couldn't help feeling a little unhappy and helpless.

If he also has a relatively strong background and has a master to take care of the Zhuxian Continent, with his strength, he can definitely walk sideways in front of these monks who are less than the mysterious demon realm, and he will beat anyone who is unhappy.

But he knew very well that he could not be too arrogant on this Zhuxian Continent, otherwise he would not know how he died if he angered some powerful people.

Before entering that independent space, Xiao Lingyu didn't want to have troubles, so he tried to endure anything if he could. For him, nothing is more important than going to the fairy world.

After leaving the gathering place of the monks in the southeast region, Xiao Lingyu casually left the valley and opened a simple cave in other places to retreat.

The reason why I went into seclusion was to hide from the limelight. I just showed my power in the Southeast region. I guess there would be experts coming to find me. Xiao Lingyu was not afraid of fighting, but just didn't want to cause unnecessary trouble.

After two years of seclusion, Xiao Lingyu felt that the things he caused in the Southeast region should have been forgotten, so he came out of seclusion.

Back to the valley, and then continued to look for tokens that were sold within 50,000.

But after a few rounds, not only did the monks who sold tokens within 50,000, but no one around the valley sold ranking tokens.

What should be sold has been sold long ago.

"The ranking of 75,000 should be enough." Xiao Lingyu comforted himself for a moment, and then went to seclusion again.

After turning around these few times, I didn’t buy a token that ranks higher. However, Xiao Lingyu heard a lot of news, such as monks from several regions gathered together and fought more and more violently, and some monks even died directly in the fight.

However, under the control of many masters in the Demon Realm, even if these monks below the Xuan Demon Stage fight, they cannot make much waves. It is impossible for large-scale conflicts to break out, and they are almost all single-handed fights.

The monks in the Demon Realm are already fighting, and there is no ban on the Zhuxian Continent that they are not allowed to fight. Many large and small forces also want to fight with their disciples from other sects or forces. One is to train, the other is to find gaps, and the third is to seek opportunities for breakthroughs in battle.

It is precisely because there are too many challenges between major regions that Xiao Lingyu went into seclusion again and did not want to get involved in it.

With Xiao Lingyu's strength, once he participates in the fight, there will probably be many people who will challenge him every day, and he dare not take ruthless measures to kill anyone to intimidate everyone. It is better to hide in Qingjing directly.

However, Xiao Lingyu did not dare to enter the deep level of cultivation. After all, it was not peaceful here, and he also had to come out occasionally to see if the independent space had appeared.

Xiao Lingyu didn't want to cause trouble and was determined to hide it. It was naturally difficult to come to trouble. His life in Zhuxian Continent has been very peaceful.

Until three hundred years later, independent space finally appeared among the barriers between the two realms.

But what made Xiao Lingyu depressed was that only four independent spaces appeared this time, the least once in countless years.

In the past, there were basically more than ten independent spaces, and there were 100,000 cultivators below the Demonic Dao Xuanmo period, but this time they could only enter forty thousand.

All monks who ranked after 40,000 were very depressed. The monks who spent a lot of money to buy tokens between 40,000 and 50,000 were vomiting blood directly.

So, there were more monks who acquired tokens within 40,000, but unfortunately, no one was willing to sell them out.

Even if someone occasionally takes out the token to sell it, it is already bought by others before the news has spread.

Seeing that the four independent spaces were becoming more and more obvious, and the day when the entrance was opened was getting closer, Xiao Lingyu was anxious and asked in his heart and erected a sign next to the entrance of the valley, which read - one million magic crystals acquired a token that ranked within 40,000!

With the sign here upright, he naturally had to stay here. Because the sign and the words on the sign were too eye-catching, it was watched by countless monks.

But even so, no one came to contact him on the first day.

Xiao Lingyu wanted to enter that independent space too much, so he changed the one million to three million the next day.

Three million magic crystals are a huge wealth for many small and medium-sized forces. Only some major forces will not value them too much, but they will definitely be moved. After all, sending a disciple who is less than the Xuanmo period into an independent space. It is almost impossible to complete the income of more than three million magic crystals, and it is very likely that the disciples sent in will never come back.

Therefore, Xiao Lingyu had just changed the price code and someone came to him. After paying three million magic crystals, he got a token ranked 38,000.

This time, Xiao Lingyu naturally would not be careless. He carefully checked the token and found that it was not fake, so he put it away and left.

Half a month after Xiao Lingyu received the token, a thick voice with majesty sounded - "All the demonic juniors ranked within 40,000 will gather in the valley!"

“Do those independent spaces already have entrances?”

All the monks ranked within 40,000 entered the valley with hope, including Xiao Lingyu.

The valley is not very big, but it can easily accommodate 40,000 people. After everyone came, an old man with a majestic face appeared in the air and said: "There are too few independent spaces this time, which is a bit unusual. So for the sake of safety, after discussions between major sects and several demon masters, it was decided to send the strongest monks below the Xuanmo Stage of our Demon Realm to enter it in order to obtain the greatest benefit for the Demon Realm. Therefore, before the entrances to those four independent spaces appeared, you monks who have ranks under 40,000 must accept the challenge from others. If you win, you can keep the token, and if you lose, you will lose the qualification to enter the independent space to seek opportunities."

"ah?"

"How can this be done?"

"I bought this token for 700,000 Magic Crystal..."

"It's over now!"

The old man just finished speaking, most of the monks below looked dissatisfied.

"I protest!"

A monk who looked at the young monk shouted loudly.

"You are not qualified to protest!"

The old man who was still floating in the air waved his robe sleeve and a black light fell down, ruthlessly erasing the young monk.

In the Demon World, the weak have no right to speak, and can only be subject to the arrangements of the strong.

"Who else protested?" the old man narrowed his eyes and swept the valley and asked indifferently.

The whole valley was silent.
Chapter completed!