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Chapter 291 The Horn of the Thunder Beast

After hearing Li Taifeng's proposal, Fang Ling nodded slightly. Killing Qin Duo means he has aroused an opponent for no reason. Although he doesn't care about killing more people who are hostile to him, he is not willing to add another opponent for no reason.

"You go!" He deliberately suppressed Qin Duo with his spiritual sense, and asked Li Taifeng to put the aerial worm like a thread on Qin Duo, and he withdrew his spiritual sense.

Qin Duo didn't say much. If such a thing was put in the past, with his proud temperament, he would never give up so easily. However, Fang Ling's power showed that he had completely dispelled his confidence. In front of Fang Ling, he was really a little tough.

"Thank you, Zhenren Fang." After thanking him, Qin Duo led his subordinates away. Looking at Qin Duo and others leaving, Li Taifeng had a little jealousy in addition to speculation. After all, he was the head of Qianzhu Sect, but from Qin Duo's attitude, he really didn't take him as the head of the sect seriously.

"Junior brother, it seems that we are really uneasy to attend the auction this time!"

Fang Ling didn't say anything, but his eyes looked at the huge Xiangjing City. The huge city gave him the feeling at this time, just like a giant beast with a big mouth open, which made people feel a little scared.

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Qin Duo's speed flew very quickly, but when he fell into an ordinary person, he calmed down, and then walked ten circles on the crowded Zhuque Street, and then came to a huge mansion. Outside this mansion, there were hundreds of warriors wearing golden armor standing on the pavilion without looking at each other. Sixty-four golden nails were nailed to the gate ten feet wide.

As long as you have the eyesight, you can see at a glance that the big nail nailed to the door is not an ordinary nail, but a gold nail made of gold. Each gold nail weighs a hundred pounds depending on the size of the gold nail.

Above the door, the plaque of the Princess's Mansion of Zhenguo was shining with endless majesty. After Qin Duo flashed into the mansion, he came to the back garden with a familiarity. In the backyard, hundreds of women wearing only few cool clothes were running around the garden full of flowers, and a woman with a cloth strip around her head was catching people one by one on the left and the right.

Qin Duo did not take these playful women to heart. He quickly walked towards the two people playing chess in the pavilion in the garden. These two people were a man and a woman, and they could be said to be handsome and beautiful. The man was wearing a dark red robe without any embellishment, but he looked more and more beautiful, especially the faint smile on the corner of his mouth, as if he was not taken seriously by him.

As for the woman, although she was arrogant and beautiful, she seemed to be three points worse than the man who was as powerful as a man.

Qin Duo came to the man and saluted respectfully and said: "I have met the young master, young master Jin An!"

The man was holding a chess piece in his hand and was about to speak, but then he sighed with a light of fingers, and a blood light instantly landed on Qin Duo. Before Qin Duo could react, he saw a line-like insect swallowed by the blood light without a trace.

Seeing the insect, Qin Duo didn't understand what was going on. He was shocked in his heart and quickly fell to the ground and said loudly: "I am not good at doing things well, please atone for my sins!"

"Get up, hum, you, a real person in Jindan, are actually teased by others like this. When you go back later, you will go to the place where you punish yourself." The man waved his hand lightly and recalled the blood light. The blood light was like a bright red flower in the man's hands, dazzling and dazzling.

"Has he accepted that fairy stone?" the man asked with a smile while picking up the flowers.

"Reporting to the young master, Fang Ling is not grateful for your kindness, and he also injured his subordinates. He is incompetent and has not completed the tasks assigned by the young master." Qin Duo said this, there was no slight arrogance that Jindan Zhenren should have. At this time, he was like a little bug worried about his fate.

The man laughed and said, "It's right that I didn't accept it. In my heart, Fang Ling shouldn't have received anything that I had sent for no reason. He is worthy of being the right-hand man I imagined. It seems that it's a good idea to conquer him."

"Young master, why bother to waste your brains on him? As long as..." The woman had just said halfway through the words, the man smiled proudly: "The ancients regarded taming beauties as taming horses. In fact, they didn't know that it would be a great pleasure to tame one by one, a rebellious genius heroes under their command."

The man talking looked at him, as if the whole world was kneeling in front of him!

Xiangjing City covers an area of ​​hundreds of miles, not only has flat streets, but also hundreds of peaks of different sizes. The largest of them is naturally Huangji Peak, the back garden of the Imperial Palace in Xiangjing City. This mountain looks thousands of feet high from a distance. Standing on the peak, you can overlook the earth that is thousands of miles apart.

According to previous legends, there is actually a flat ground in the middle of Xiangjing City. The Huangji Peak was moved from elsewhere out of thin air when the capital was established. Although this statement has never been confirmed, it has been widely circulated throughout Xiangjing City and has been passed down for a long time.

In Xiangjing City, the highest-ranking wealthy families do not live in a few courtyards, but mountain courtyards. Only those who can occupy one of the hundreds of peaks can be called a wealthy family.

At this time, Fang Ling was located in a courtyard of a mountain. The mountain is located in the west of Xiangjing City, and the height of more than 200 meters is much worse than that of Huangji Peak. However, the entire mountain covers an area of ​​three or four miles in radius. In Xiangjing City, it is still an existence that ordinary people can't see.

The moment the aerial worm was burned to death, a cold light appeared in Fang Ling's eyes, and as the owner of the aerial worm, Li Taifeng's face turned even white. Although the aerial worm would not cause him any harm, these two aerial worms were refined with his mind after all. Now one of them has been killed, and the trace of spiritual consciousness he left on the aerial worm was also destroyed.

Through the last scene from the antennal worm, the two saw a face that looked like a jade-like face, but with a hint of sneer. This face made Fang Ling feel very uncomfortable.

But what made him feel even more uncomfortable was the blood red like flames, the blood red like flames.

Fang Ling was sure that he had not used the wrong word. What he saw was the strange flame-like red.

"Junior Brother Fang, it seems that people should not be underestimated!" Li Taifeng took a deep breath and said in a deep voice. He has never liked to express his emotions. At this time, there was a hint of anger in his words, and he was obviously very angry at the loss of the aerial worms.

Fang Ling and Li Taifeng have an average relationship, but after all, they are now a sect, not to mention that this celestial worm was damaged by Li Taifeng to help him do things, so he comforted Li Taifeng softly: "You don't have to care too much about the senior brother of the sect, they should not underestimate them. Are we the ones who can underestimate them?"

Just as the two were talking, a short and fat man walked in with an exquisitely crafted invitation in his hand. As soon as he entered the door, he fell to the ground and said respectfully: "Disciple, please pay homage to the head, Master Fang."

If the man kneels on the ground, he will be surprised if he is seen by the people of Xiangjing City. After all, as the eight major temporal existences of the Southern Chu State, even if he sees the Southern Chu State, he will not have to perform such great etiquette.

Li Taifeng nodded at the man and said, "No need to be polite to nephew, is there anything wrong?"

The short and fat man was in his fifties, and his two bright eyes revealed his cleverness. When he heard Li Taifeng's question, he immediately presented the invitation in his hand and said, "Report to the two uncles, this is the invitation and auction list sent by Hui Zhenxuan."

Fang Ling stretched out his hand and took the invitation from the short and fat man. Although the invitation was as thin as a piece of paper, it actually weighed 500 kilograms, because the material for creating this invitation was the heavy black threaded iron that casts the top magic weapon flying sword.

Fang Ling glanced at the invitation and saw that it read: "I respectfully invite Fang Zhenren, Qianzhu Sect, to attend the auction. The signature is Huizhenxuan."

He handed the invitation to Li Taifeng and then looked at the list of auction items directly. There were thousands of items listed on this list. For ordinary cultivators, each of them was a rare treasure. Especially the items that were eight hundred years later, the entire magic weapon was auctioned directly.

Fang Ling didn't care about these magic weapons, he was looking at the materials. This time he wanted to shoot a few more thunderstorm stones back. Within this year, he used the disciples of the Qianzhu Sect to start collecting and refining materials for the Shangqing Tianlei Sword on a large scale.

Tens of thousands of disciples of Qianzhu Sect did not disappoint Fang Ling. In this year, they collected most of the items Fang Ling needed. In addition, the thunder-striking stones Fang Ling obtained from the sect was enough for him to refine three Shangqing Tianlei Swords.

Fang Ling’s target for the Shangqing Tianlei Sword is ninety-nine pieces in a set. Even if he cannot refine ninety-nine pieces for a while, he still wants to refine nine pieces first to form a small Shangqing Tianlei Sword Formation.

"Thunder Strike Stone", when he saw these three words, Fang Ling's eyes lit up. Although the price marked by the lightning Strike Stone was 5,000 medium-grade immortal stones, he did not take it seriously. With the immortal stone mine mined from Qingyue Valley as a backing, Fang Ling was a rich man.

After the immortal stone mine in Qingyue Valley was completely mined, the part that should have been paid to the Qianzhu Sect was also directly exempted by Liu Liren with a wave of his hand. After all, in their eyes, Fang Ling was the hope of the Qianzhu Sect. Giving Fang Ling more immortal stones is also a necessary way to enhance the strength of the Qianzhu Sect.

The lightning strikes the stone, which made Fang Ling feel a little worth the trip, but what really made him happy was that at the end of the auction list, a horn of the thunder beast appeared, and it was the horn of the thunder beast in the Nascent Soul stage.r1152
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