Chapter 1056: All races move

[Apologize for what happened yesterday, the third update, and there is another chapter later.]

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Above the sky, there was a demon cloud rolling endlessly, and a giant monster with a body of thousands of feet away roaring forward. The monster's body was flat, with wings on its back, and covered with green feathers. A pair of golden eyes exuded a sharp aura, with a faint evil spirit spreading in it.

The wings were raised and ran through a thousand miles, and the wings fell down, and it was another thousand miles.

As the slap fell, 2,000 miles passed in an instant, and the speed was as fast as thunder, like a sharp arrow from the string, piercing through the clouds and whistling forward.

But if you look closely, you will find that behind this thousand-foot monster, there are three monks standing silently, all of whom are cold in their faces, standing in the wind, allowing the wind to blow, stirring up their blue shirts and long churning hair.

Two of these three people were exactly the same, and even their breath was not even different, as if they were carved out of a mold. Both of them had handsome faces, pale skin, and their eyes were as bright as stars, with faint star dots passing through their eyes, mysterious like stars, making people fall into it, and it seems like they are completely lost and sink forever.

The other person was thin and had a faint smile on his lips, but his narrow eyes were cold and there was no warmth at all. Although the corners of his mouth were smiling, the breath in this person's body was as cold as the ground in the Jiuyou ground, and above the sky, which was extremely cold.

A faint demonic power slowly circled around the three of them.

Gemini, a peerless genius of the demon clan, has strange means, controls the power of fate in the dark, and uses invisible means to kill his opponent.

The Vines King, the peerless genius of the demon clan, and the true successor of the Vines lineage of the demon clan, is cold-hearted and happy to kill the opponent with an irresistible attack.

These three people have a great reputation in the current ethnic battlefield!

"In this auction at Shangyuan Auction Hall, the directors' orders were very clear, and they would buy the Demon Ancestor Spring at all costs."

"There must not be any mistakes in this matter." The Vines King spoke slowly. Although his voice was pleasant, it was as cold as a blade, without any temperature.

The two of Gemini Destiny were as one. At this moment, they frowned and said lightly: "My devil's holy object must not be succeeded by others. If you don't worry about this, the King of Vines will do it."

After saying that, there was no more words between the two sides, and they rode in huge birds and monsters and headed straight to the place where the auction was held.

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boom!

boom!

boom!

A loud bang broke out, the sky and the earth were shaking, and a huge figure roared across the mountains and fields. Ancient trees, rocks, and rivers could not stop them at all, and they were all pulled up, smashed, and stepped on!

The rolling demonic energy was so sticky that it was like dark ink, emitting endless manic and domineering aura.

In this rolling demonic energy, a giant monster with a head of two heads and a height of 2,000 meters was strode forward, with sharp claws on its naked feet, which could easily pierce into the rocks. With a little force, you could cross endless distances.

With the strong breathing sound, the demonic energy turned into smoke pillars and was sucked into the body by the monster, and then sprayed out. The surrounding demonic energy that was stirring became more and more powerful.

On both sides of the 2,000-meter monster, there was a monk wrapped in rich demonic energy standing on each side.

These two are the peerless geniuses of the demon clan, Sha Potian and the Fear Demon King!

Sha Potian, a descendant of the demon royal bloodline, whose real name is Si Mo, has been practicing in the demon refining tower of the demon clan for thousands of years. His combat power is brilliant and he is fierce and bloodthirsty. This is a terrifying existence that foreign monks talk about in the battlefield of the tribe.

This person is burly and covered in blood. Although there is no breath in his body, he has an extremely strong evil aura lingering around his body, making the person's face pale when he gets close, as if he falls into the underworld.

Although the Demon King is not a royal bloodline, he is a genius of the Demon clan. He focuses on the damage of the divine consciousness and is best at devouring other people's souls to strengthen himself. He is one of the few tribes in the demon clan who is proficient in the way of the souls.

Unlike the ordinary demon clan, the body of the demon clan is quite weak on the outside, with only a pair of eyes emitting a faint blood light, which is extremely strange.

"The Demon King, the holy artifact components of our tribe have been separated for thousands of years, and have not been able to collect them all. In this auction, you and I have received support from the tribe. At all costs, we must bring them back to the tribe."

Si Mo spoke in a low voice, his voice was low and thick, and he exuded endless domineering aura, looking down on everything, as if the whole world was not taken seriously by him.

"Don't worry, Lord Simo, this time we will go with a vast force, and the holy objects will definitely be taken away, otherwise the gods will stop killing the gods and the Buddhas will stop killing the Buddhas!"

The Fear Demon King bowed his hand slightly and whispered.

The demon clan focuses on bloodlines. Even though the demon king has combat power that is not weaker than the demon, he still needs to maintain a certain respect for him because of the pressure on his bloodline.

Under the huge sound of the two terrifying monsters, the conversation between the two was clearly heard, rolling with the sky, rumbling like thunder, and roaring like a demon god, which was extremely amazing!

The demonic energy rolled, gathered in the demonic clouds, exuding endless cold murderous intent, and moving quickly.

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The sky was dark, and the lightning was flashing, and endless thunder roars erupted between collisions, reflecting the entire sky.

Under this thunder cloud, a silver-robed monk strolled forward in the thunder. As his steps fell, the surrounding thunder instantly gathered, and turned into a place to trample on his feet. This person was like an ancient thunder god, and could control thunder as his slave.

Above the void, thunder light shone, and a monk stepped on the thunder. When his eyes fell, he could instantly form a fierce visual impact! This person had a tall skeleton, a rebellious face, and a thunderous ray in his eyes was breathing, and a domineering aura emanated from his body. After mixing the pressure of thunder, the oppressive power formed was undoubtedly even more amazing.

This human monk is Duan Modi, who is known as the thunder god of thunder!

"Fu Yunqi, if you don't show up again, don't blame me for being polite and just pushing you out." Duan Modi spoke in a low voice, perhaps because of the reason for practicing the thunder magical power. This person's voice was very loud, and even in the violent thunder roar, he could hear it very clearly and spread from afar.

It was the moment when the voice of this person fell, a gentle laugh suddenly came from the thunder all over the sky, "Fellow Daoist, I haven't seen you for a long time. It's really a headache."

Amid the laughter, a central, peaceful, and huge aura appeared directly from a certain point in the Thunder***, and quickly expanded in all directions. A young monk wearing a Confucian shirt, a square scarf, and a bamboo roll appeared directly. At this moment, there was a faint smile on his lips. It was obvious that he was the one who had just spoken.

The Confucian and Taoist sage son, Fu Yunqi!

"Hmph! Although I have made some progress, it seems that not only did I not catch up with you, but the gap is even bigger." Duan Modi snorted coldly, a hint of helplessness flashed in his eyes, and he was suppressed by him in an instant.

After all, the other party is known as the most outstanding inheritor of Confucianism and Taoism in millions of years, so it is not surprising that he has made such progress. However, Duan Modi did not give up. As long as the auction went smoothly and the Leiyuan Pearl was obtained, he would be able to make great progress. At that time, it would be impossible to compete with Fu Yunqi and be on an equal footing.

Fu Yunqi is not extremely handsome, but she has a kind of elegant atmosphere, like a treasure jade, simple and gentle, which makes people feel extremely close after contact. When it comes to Duan Modi's thoughts, this person is clear in his heart, but he has not been entangled with it. He smiled faintly and said, "Let's go, the auction is about to happen, and you and me are not going to be late."

When he fell, he stepped out from his feet, and moved forward with the vast righteous spirit. His Confucian shirt was swaying and moving forward with the wind. His demeanor was really like that of the ancient sage.

Fu Yunqi's temperament is similar to Jun Wujiu, but it is more pure than the latter. It comes from the heart and comes from the outside. It is not a disguise, but a true gentleman's demeanor. Such people with upright minds are the best heirs of Confucianism and Taoism. Otherwise, no matter how high your cultivation is, you cannot inherit the essence of Confucianism and Taoism, and you will still be unable to follow the steps of the philosophers and be promoted to the highest level.

Duan Modi nodded lightly, and when his thoughts moved, the lightning suddenly rolled like a huge wave of tides, surrounding it, moving forward rapidly, with a huge momentum, and instantly completely suppressing the vast righteous spirit of Confucianism and Taoism.

Fu Yunqi smiled and didn't care.

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"This auction was held in my Unicorn Territory. This trip is absolutely not allowed to be missed, otherwise it will definitely damage the reputation of the tribe."

"At the auction, when the strong men of all races gather, it will definitely not be so calm. This time, it will be the day when I, Sangbo, rise and make a big splash!"

Above the void, a single-horned monk whistled, his face was gloomy and a cold look appeared on the corners of his mouth.

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"Tibo, my dearest brother, no matter where the human race Xiao Chen is hiding, as long as I meet him, he will definitely kill him and avenge you!"

"When I attend this auction ceremony, I will search for the murderer who killed you again until the human race Xiao Chen is found and killed!"

"My brother, don't worry!"

Suosang, a super genius of the Earth Giant, roared in his heart. He walked 150 meters in the mountains and ridges. He often took one step to cross tens of thousands of feet away. In his eyes, murderous intent was like a tide and extremely cold.

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In the dense forest, several alien monks were fighting fiercely, fighting for a precious elixir to survive on the tree canopy.

The two sides had fought for nearly half an hour, and several team members were killed and injured, and their eyes were already red. At this moment, what they thought was to kill all the opponents in front of them, tore their bodies to pieces, and crush their souls into powder.

However, at this moment, no one on both sides of the war discovered it. In the shadow of the shade of the tree branches, a blurry shadow was extremely fast and headed straight to the battle. The shadow was silent and invisible. Walking on the ground, it could stretch and contract at will as the terrain changed, without any breath coming out. However, the strange thing is that there is no real thing, where does this shadow come from?

Swish!

Swish!

Several extremely dim sword lights were almost at the same time, and there were dozens of places, shot out from the mottled dark shadows and penetrated the cultivator's body. Although it looked like there was no harm on the outside, the soul had been directly strangled.

boom!

boom!

The resentment in the eyes of dozens of monks who were fighting fiercely trembled, and suddenly dimmed in disbelief, and their bodies fell to the ground and fell into endless dust.

The shadows of more than a dozen dark places gathered and merged, and finally stood up from the ground like a living creature. The black dissipated and turned into an ordinary and ordinary young man. If there was anything strange about this young man, it was that the person's eyes were too cold, and there was no emotional fluctuation coming from it.

He skillfully collected the storage ring on the dead monk's body and took away the spiritual medicine on the tree crown. The young man's figure shook and turned into a shadow and stuck on the ground again. In a flash, there was no trace.

Dancers in the dark night harvest their lives and bloom with blood.

This person is the assassin of the Shadow Killing clan - Seven Injuries.

He came with a mission and captured Xiao Chen, a human race in the Hui tribe. If things were not feasible, he would directly kill him.

Over the years, Qishang has been searching for it. Although he has not found anything, he has a keen intuition in his heart. It won’t take long before they will meet.
Chapter completed!