The people who had ridiculed many people from the original arts family all the way were distressed and had no motivation because they did not get any feedback. When they saw Tang Xuanming's appearance, they suddenly became interested again.
"What? A toad rolling in the mud still knows how to be angry. I thought you only had such a dead face?"
"Wow! The un-evolved scum rolling over here, are they the offspring of those bugs that I killed on the wall back then? I'm so annoyed by this!"
The Black Emperor roared, and under the surprised gazes of a group of people, he slapped the fairy source, causing the fairy source to break into several pieces. It used its thick claws to pull out the smallest piece, and flicked it to the fluctuating light.
In front of the person in charge of the Holy Land.
He roared with dissatisfaction: "Is this how Yaoguang Shifang treats its guests? Do you think that if you let others interfere with me and wait, you think I can't pay? Catch these flies out and swat them to death."
"Incompetent rage."
The young disciples from the Origin Arts family were indifferent and approached directly.
"We are also guests of the Holy Land, and we are also gambling on stones here..."
"Don't push me, you can't afford it. It's just you poor guys. The only one who buys things here is that old man. You are just slaves. If you push me harder, get out of here. The Holy Land doesn't care about you?"
The unruly young man's face turned red and he was speechless. The Black Emperor had indeed touched upon his Achilles' heel. He could not afford to buy anything from Shifang in the Holy Land.
He can still buy an ordinary stone workshop, but the nine-story stone workshop in the Holy Land of Light is too difficult for him. A single stone here can cost tens of thousands of jin, and some small sects can't afford it even if they lose their money, let alone him.
He originally wanted to ridicule the Black Emperor, but the Black Emperor couldn't afford it.
But the piece of fairy source that the black dog was playing with left him speechless.
With the fairy source in that dog's hand, he could buy the entire stone workshop.
If he tries to ridicule, he will only bring humiliation to himself.
The Black Emperor was still accusing him, and said to the elder of the Yaoguang Holy Land: "What? We didn't spend money to buy the stone, so don't we count as guests of the Yaoguang Holy Land? Is this how the Yaoguang Holy Land treats guests? Why don't we treat these two things?
Throw out a chatty guy?
Is the money too little? No, take it!"
Huang pulled down two pieces of fairy source the size of fingernails and threw them to the guards of Shaking Light Holy Land.
The atmosphere solidified instantly.
"Both sides are distinguished guests. I hope the guests will not be angry..."
"Distinguished guests? It's just that we are honored guests. They didn't buy anything, so why are we called honored guests?"
The Black Emperor doesn't care about others trying to smooth things over.
"Hey, weren't there two guards just now? Why is there only one left now? And it wasn't you just now. Where are the other guards?"
The Black Emperor seemed to say something inadvertently and raised his head to look around.
At some point, the stone square was covered with a layer of white mist, making it impossible to see clearly inside and outside.
Taoist Chilong's expression changed and he said: "Be careful, the surrounding area is surrounded by a killing array. Someone may have taken a fancy to the treasures in this place."
"Where are the elders of the Holy Land? They are in charge of the formation here, and they definitely have a way to break it."
Someone realized that leading to the location of the elders of Yaoguang Holy Land, the elder at the center of Yaoguang Stone Square silently turned into a cloud of smoke and disappeared.
His true form is long gone.
Everyone's expressions changed as they understood the severity of the situation.
collapse!
A sword energy containing endless murderous intent was struck out silently, hitting a pale old man in the secret realm of dragon transformation. Silently, the old man exploded into a ball of blood mist.
A fourth-level figure who stood at the top of the current spiritual world died like this.
"not good!"
This thought came to everyone's mind, and they were infinitely frightened.
Clang!
Another sword energy bloomed, and a group of people were afraid to avoid it, but three people were still hit and silently turned into blood mist.
The screams echoed in the air, but disappeared in the blink of an eye.
"It's the killing array of the Shaking Light Holy Land. You are crazy. I am the elder of Yaochi. How dare you do this to me?"
A pale old woman roared, but there was no response at all. The fog in the formation became two points thicker. The next moment, dozens of sword energy appeared from the top of the old woman's head, flooding the area.
collapse!
One after another, exotic treasures exploded in that area, along with a mass of blood.
The big shots from holy lands and aristocratic families felt a chill go down their spines, and they no longer dared to identify themselves.
The people in the Tuoba family were in panic. Several elders took the initiative to protect the source master, but no one took care of the young people of the Tuoba family.
"Save me, Master, save me."
There were sounds of panic coming out of their mouths, but at this critical moment, no one was willing to take action.
They were greeted with only indifferent glances one after another.
The source master of the Tuoba family opened his mouth. Source masters are usually not masters in the world of cultivation. They are the weakest people here, and they are the easiest to be killed.
He wanted to plead with the people around him, but he only saw pairs of indifferent eyes. As an old fox, he felt a chill in his heart. He swallowed the request on his lips and replaced it with another sentence: "Thank you for your help.
If I can get out alive, I will go up the mountain of swords and the sea of fire to find life-extending medicine for a few of them."
After saying that, he took the initiative to turn his head away, not caring about the group of disciples from the Origin Art Family.
And the face of Mr. Su who was guarding him also became relaxed.
Clang!
Hundreds of sword energy soared into the sky, this time targeting everyone. The power was weak, but it covered the entire scene.
"No!"
"help me!"
"Master, I am your great-great-grandson!"
…
There was a continuous scream from the Tuoba family.
The next moment, it was completely quiet, except for the exploding blood flowers one after another.
Tang Xuanming held the fifth stone and looked around with a little trouble.
One after another, the all-pervasive sword energy dissipated naturally when it encountered him.
There is no way to invade his surroundings.
The Black Emperor looked excited and commanded from the side: "Take three steps to the left, four steps to the right..."
Leading a group of people to shuttle through the formation, one after another terrifying sword energy avoided them intentionally or unintentionally, making the Black Emperor even more proud.
"I'm still a little green when it comes to fighting with you. This formation isn't too good at all. Hey, I was also the one who used the Great Emperor's Killing Formation back then. This is a piece of cake. Follow me and there will be no problem."
It shook its head and tail, not panicking at all.
Ye Fan silently joined Tang Xuanming's team, glanced at the Black Emperor, followed him for two steps, then relaxed, then looked at Tang Xuanming curiously, and asked: "Brother Tang, how did you practice? Those stones just now
I’ve seen that there is indeed nothing inside!”
Tang Xuanming smiled and said: "That's because you are not good at studying. You still have a long way to go in terms of Origin Art."