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Chapter 1949 My young master's demons enter his body

Zeng Bi's merciless ridicule suddenly made Huang Zhen feel murderous.

He clenched his fingers suddenly, and a loud roar erupted, like a steel explosion. Suddenly, he was about to take action in this trading house.

But just then, a low voice penetrated into his ears.

"Master Zhen, calm down, don't delay important things."

The identity of the person who spoke out was extraordinary, and his strength was even greater than his own, so Huang Zhen had to stop his movements.

But because of this, the anger in his heart seemed to add fuel to the fire, almost causing his eyes to burst.

Taking a deep breath and forcing himself to calm down, Huang Zhen gritted his teeth and said back: "These three women are obviously just to entertain me, how can you tell me to calm down!"

The owner of the voice had obviously thought of his words and immediately said: "Young Master Zhen, this is the territory of the Tianya Sect."

"So what about the Tianya Sect?" After saying this, Huang Zhen immediately realized that he was being too trusting, so he quickly changed his words: "The Tianya Sect can't possibly care about the conflicts of a monk in the city, right?"

"Young Master Zhen, at least one of those three women is a Tianya Sect disciple."

Upon hearing this, Huang Zhen's eyes immediately froze.

If that's the case, it would really be a bit troublesome.

Within the Tianya Sect's sphere of influence, if you offend a disciple of the Tianya Sect, you will definitely not be able to get away with it.

If he is unlucky, this disciple will join the Ziwei Sect...

The Ziwei Sect's reputation has now spread throughout Baoxiang Shangguo and several surrounding countries.

By that time, I am afraid that Huanggu Tower will suffer great losses due to his devastation.

At this thought, Huang Zhen gritted his teeth, and finally a sentence popped out from between his teeth: "I hope you read it correctly."

After saying that, he snorted heavily, turned around and left.

"Did I let you go?"

A faint female voice came from behind, causing Huang Zhen to pause.

The armor on his body erupted into a loud roar due to the strong killing intent at this moment, as if thousands of soldiers were fighting in battle.

A stream of terrifying blood energy, like a blood dragon, roaring and killing, with the tiger sitting on the dragon's plate.

The defensive array on this floor of the trading house was immediately activated.

"What did you say?"

Every word that comes out of Huang Zhen's mouth is like a mountain falling from the sky, weighing him down so much that he can't breathe, and his soul feels like it's about to be crushed.

The floor was shaking, and the formation light film was shaking crazily.

The monks in the trading house were panic-stricken and ran away one after another.

As for the monks supported by the trading house, no one dared to come forward at this time, for fear that the other party would be angry and kill themselves first to vent their anger.

It was Lin Miaoran who just called out to Huang Zhen.

At this time, seeing Huang Zhen's momentum, he was directly crushing down on Lin Miaoran. Zhuang Die remained calm and took a step forward to block Lin Miaoran's face. His eyes were indifferent: "Do you dare to be louder?"

As she spoke, streaks of white light bloomed from behind her.

These white lights exuded a sacred and holy smell, like patches of snow lotus, and like lotus flowers emerging from the mud but not stained. Suddenly, the violent blood around them seemed to have been washed away, and gradually calmed down.

Huang Zhen's eyes immediately locked on Zhuang Die.

He could clearly see that this female cultivator's state was just above the heavenly state of mind. Compared with him, the gap was as big as heaven and earth.

But the other party has a great treasure in his possession.

A "low-level monk" dared to weigh himself down with treasures.

Huang Zhen's five fingers suddenly opened and let out a series of crackling explosions. In the palm of his hand, it seemed as if hundreds of volcanoes were erupting at once, about to launch endless killing moves towards Zhuang Die.

At this moment, a figure suddenly stepped out from beside him.

Without making a move, Huang Zhen's palm was pushed back by this person.

And this person also took this step to stand in front of Huang Zhen, facing Zhuang Die.

This thin man looks extremely elegant and has a fair complexion. He is like a master or counselor who makes suggestions in the secular world and gives people the spirit of immortality.

His stature, compared with the burly Huang Zhen, seemed thin and small.

But at this moment, he stood in front of Huang Zhen, and people suddenly ignored the existence of Huang Zhen!

Being blocked by this person, Huang Zhen's eyes flashed brightly.

But in the end, he relaxed his palms and stopped talking.

This thin man waited until Huang Zhen calmed down, then smiled and cupped his hands to Zhuang Die and others: "My young master is practicing martial arts. Recently, his energy and blood have surged, and his inner demons have invaded, so his temper has become a bit grumpy.

This time I came to the trading house, hoping to buy some heavenly materials and earthly treasures, and go back to refine elixirs to take care of my body.

I have offended many of you before, so I would like to ask the three of you and many of my colleagues present not to blame you.

This is a small gift, please forgive me."

After finishing speaking, the thin man opened his palms, and with rays of light, he held the storage bags and flew around, accurately hovering in front of every monk present.

Many of the monks around are aware of the evil reputation of the Huanggu Tower.

It makes people feel extremely lucky that the other party did not have an attack here. Unexpectedly, they could also receive an apology.

Immediately, everyone took the storage bag and said it didn't matter. Young Master Zhen should pay attention to his body and don't overwork himself during cultivation.

Only Lin Miaoran and the other three didn't even look at the storage bag in front of them.

Anger suddenly flashed in Huang Zhen's eyes.

The thin man put one hand behind his back and made a gesture to him without moving his expression. Then he did not take back the three storage bags and smiled at Lin Miaoran and the others: "I hope we won't meet again. Farewell."

After saying that, I rolled up my long sleeves.

A force that shook the universe suddenly appeared.

In the midst of everyone's shock and gasps, this thin man actually tore a crack in the void in front of everyone's eyes.

After Huang Zhen and others walked into the crack in the void, he nodded to Lin Miaoran and others with a smile, and stepped back himself.

The crack in time and space disappeared immediately.

The scene was so quiet for a moment that you could hear a pin drop.

"It's definitely not the Purple Mansion Realm!" As Zeng Bi spoke, he took a step forward. In an instant, he reached the spot where the crack in the void just appeared, and raised his hand to shoot out a stream of spiritual energy.

These spiritual energies vibrated in mid-air, forming wonderful ripples.

After carefully observing these ripples for a long time, Zeng Bi turned to look at Lin Miaoran and Zhuang Die: "Although my realm is far inferior to him, I can be sure that this person is not Zifu. He used some kind of magical power and a magic weapon to tear apart.

Opened up the void."

After saying that, Zeng Bi shook his head and sighed: "It's just a pity that with the strength of the three of us, we can't keep them. Otherwise, Shen Qing can breathe a sigh of relief."

Lin Miaoran put away the Lingxi Jade he was playing with, and raised a smile at the corner of his mouth: "We already made him suffer a small loss during the auction. The next task of teaching people will be left to the right person."

Hearing this, Zeng Bi and Zhuang Die's eyes suddenly lit up.


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