Feeling the strong demonic energy emanating from the elixir, Xin Wunu's face was filled with excitement.
"This... this... this is the magic elixir!"
Xin Wubei and Xin Wuxi next to them also looked excited and envious. The smell of this pill was similar to the magic pill at the previous auction.
But the volume is ten times that of the previous one, and the demonic energy contained is completely different. It is simply a two-level elixir.
But they can only be envious, knowing that this elixir must belong to the great elder.
Xin Wunu looked at the elixir in his hand and was filled with excitement, "Hahaha, with this thing, I might be able to survive the tribulation period."
No wonder he was so excited, the demon elixir extracted from the demon refining bottle was really too pure.
After he was happy, he put away the elixir. Lan Meier said: "Sir Elder, I feel something is not right. Why is there only this little thing in his ring?"
"Why, is this not enough?"
Xin Wunu didn't take it seriously. It was already very rare for a monk in the integration stage to possess so many spiritual stones, Golden Bell Buddha Fruit, and such a pure elixir.
Xin Wubei also said: "Are you saying that the five-color black stone is missing? I just saw it in the hands of a little girl. They must have taken it away."
What the two people said was reasonable, but Lan Meier just felt that something was not right, but she couldn't tell what was wrong.
For ordinary monks, such a large amount of wealth should be considered a lot, but Ye Bufan is by no means simple, and it is impossible for him to only have such a small amount.
Qian Wuji said: "Don't think so much. Anyway, people are here. If you want to ask anything, just ask."
As he said that, he turned to look at Ye Bufan: "Boy, does the disappearance of our four elders have anything to do with you? I can give you an honest answer, otherwise your life will be worse than death."
"Old guy, look at my mouth shape."
A wicked smile appeared on Ye Bufan's face, "I'll be your uncle!"
"Boy, you are looking for death!"
Qian Wuji was immediately furious. As the leader of the Nine Star Sect, when had he ever been scolded like this?
If there weren't some things he hadn't asked clearly, he would have slapped the other person to death.
Ye Bufan also has his own thoughts. There are too many secrets in his body, and the consequences of speaking out will only be more miserable. In this case, he will naturally not say anything.
As for the four elders of Wuliang Palace, what the other party cares about is not their life or death at all, but wants to know how they died in their own hands. What they want to dig out is their own secrets.
In fact, this is indeed the case, and this is what Gan Wuji had in mind.
The other party only had the cultivation level of the Fusion Stage, so how he killed the powerful man of the Mahayana Stage must be hiding a secret that he didn't know.
"Sect Master Qian, let me ask."
Xin Wuxi walked over with a fierce look on his face.
"Young man, please answer me honestly so that your skin will not suffer.
Tell me, how did you turn an eighth-level monster into a ninth-level one? How did you help those bald donkeys in Tianlong Temple to advance to the Mahayana stage? And how did you enter our Dark Night Demon Array without being noticed?"
This guy asked a series of questions that the Demon Sect desperately wanted to know.
Ye Bufan raised his head and glanced at him, smiling slightly: "I'll be your uncle!"
"Boy, you are looking for death!"
Xin Wuxi was completely angered and stretched out his hand to break Ye Bufan's left arm.
I originally thought that the other party would bow his head and beg for mercy, or even wail incessantly, but I didn't expect that the other party would not respond at all, as if it was not his arm that was broken.
"Boy, let's see how hard you can get!"
Xin Wuxi was completely angered and struck one after another, breaking all of Ye Bufan's limbs in the blink of an eye.
But the result was beyond his expectation. The other party still had no reaction, and even the expression on his face remained unchanged, with a faint smile still on his face.
Seeing him looking at him again, Ye Bufan said again: "Ugly ghost, I'm your uncle!"
"You bastard, how dare you call me ugly!"
Xin Wuxi didn't mind that he was ugly, but what he cared about most was others calling him ugly, and he became furious.
"I kill you!"
After saying that, murderous intent overflowed from his body, and he was about to kill him, but was quickly stopped by Gan Wuji who was standing next to him.
"Don't rush into action yet, let's ask the matter clearly before we talk."
Xin Wuxi looked angrily: "But this guy has very hard bones."
"It doesn't matter if he has strong bones. If he gets into my hands, he will tell me whatever I ask him."
Qian Wuji was full of confidence, and then directly used his mind-reading skills.
As a strong person at the pinnacle of Mahayana, his ability to read minds is naturally extraordinary. Ye Bufan saw a flash of confusion in his eyes, and his expression became dull.
"Fuck the sect leader, you still have a way!"
Several people next to me gave thumbs up.
There was a hint of pride in the corner of Qian Wuji's mouth, "Tell me, where are the four elders of our Wuliang Palace? How did you kill them?
At this time, everyone's eyes were on Ye Bufan, wanting to see how he would answer.
His expression was dull, his lips parted slightly, and then he said: "I'll be your uncle!"
Hahahaha, is it fun? Are you surprised?"
Ye Bufan then burst out laughing, as if he was a mind-reader.
"Well……"
Everyone present looked strange, and the color on Gan Wuji's face was extremely ugly.
He couldn't figure it out anyway, with his spiritual power at the peak of Mahayana, how could his mind-reading skills fail? Why didn't it work?
In fact, the moment they appeared, Ye Bufan had already made preparations and directly used silver needles to seal the seven acupoints of his spiritual consciousness.
In this case, not to mention the cultivation of the Mahayana period, even the tribulation period is useless, and the mental power cannot enter the sea of consciousness at all.
There are too many secrets in myself, and no one can discover them no matter what.
"Damn it, I'll send you on your way now!"
Gan Wuji gritted his teeth with hatred and was about to take action.
Xin Wunu raised his hand and said: "Sect Master Qian, this guy is really abominable. He has destroyed so many important things in our Demon Sect one after another. It would be easier to just kill him!"
Qian Wuji suppressed the anger in his heart: "Great Elder, what are your preparations?"
"I will make his life worse than death and let him die slowly in endless pain."
After Xin Wunu finished speaking, he stretched out his hand, and a black flame danced in his palm.
This thing looks extremely weird. It's obviously a ball of flame, but you can't feel its temperature. Just looking at it makes you feel chilly.
"This is the soul-eating demon fire of my demon sect. It can not only refine the human body, but even the soul will not be spared. It will burn for three days and three nights, and in the end not even the dregs will be left."
After listening to what he said, I felt my scalp numb. This way of death was really too terrifying.
Xin Wunu held the soul-devouring demonic fire in his hand: "Boy, I'll give you one last chance. Do you want to say it or not?"
Ye Bufan curled his lips and said, "Old guy, I'll be your uncle!"
"court death!"
A flash of ferocity flashed in Xin Wunu's eyes, and then the soul-eating demon fire in his hand flew out, completely engulfing Ye Bufan's body with a roar.
