Youth's Cultivation

Chapter 1565

"In order to apologize, our firm is willing to compensate Daoyou for 3 million top-grade immortal stones!" The old man in gold robe has made it very clear that he would rather compensate 3 million top-grade immortal stones than sell them to Wang Xiaohu. It can be seen that the owner of the lost goods may be very unusual.

But Wang Xiaohu, are you short of the three million people? Moreover, there are many good things on Wang Xiaohu. Are you afraid of causing any trouble? More lice don't itch.

"I say again, give me the things and pay both the money and goods, otherwise, I'll die!" On Wang Xiaohu, there was a silver light shining. The old man in gold robe was shocked by his terrible mind. At this time, the female nun with all kinds of manners sat on the floor with a pale face and no image.

This person's mind is definitely not an Immortal Emperor. Is it a holy order

"Hum, I'm here to see who dares to buy the treasures of my nine spirits Holy Land!" A figure rushed out of the backstage and stood in the air, holding a dying woman covered with blood in her hand. At the moment, the woman was like a blood gourd. She couldn't see her face clearly. On her concave convex body, she was dripping blood, especially miserable.

Nine spirits holy land. It is said that there are nine demons living there, and they have reached the holy level, so they are called nine spirits holy land.

But no one dared to stand out for the woman, because with the woman's burly middle-aged, a pair of cold and fierce eyes were falling on Wang Xiaohu.

Holy order

"See the tiger spirit saint!" Someone recognized the man and bowed down quickly.

Wang Xiaohu clenched his fist and seemed to think that if he did it, he would have some hope of escape.

"I'll stop the tiger spirit and you rob!" A voice came into Wang Xiaohu's mind. Needless to ask, it was the middle-aged man with stubble on his face. Obviously, Wang Xiaohu was right.

Wang Xiaohu didn't transmit the sound, because his mind couldn't reach the holy level. If he suddenly transmitted the sound, he might be exposed and found by the holy master of the tiger spirit.

"Presumptuous!"

Wang Xiaohu suddenly moved and reached for the jade box in the gold robed old man's hand.

In the eyes of the tiger spirit saint, the murderous spirit surged and punched Wang Xiaohu.

"Years..."

Wang Xiaohu raised his hand and used the magic power of years. Then the old man in gold robe didn't react at all. The jade box in his hand had been robbed by Wang Xiaohu.

Wang Xiaohu doesn't have to entrust Jun tianxie, Lei Luo and others at this time. Isn't it a fool not to go at this time.

"Bang!"

A violent collision came from behind.

The tiger spirit saint was stopped by the middle-aged man with stubble on his face, but at the moment, his breath was not weaker than that of the tiger spirit saint.

"Blood knife, it's you!" The tiger spirit Saint looked cold. The middle-aged man with stubble on his face opposite was called bloodthirsty daozun. He was never alone. Even if the nine spirits holy land did not want to get angry with such a carefree guy, but at the moment, they couldn't help it.

The bloodthirsty Sabre master didn't have much cruel words. He cut down with a bloody long knife in his hand. The amazing Sabre Qi made those monks who were slow to respond and had no time to avoid die. The gold robed elders and all kinds of female nuns on the stage bore the brunt. At the moment, no one went. Unfortunately, the all kinds of female nuns were lucky to be alive and broke through the walls and roofs of the auction store, Scattered and fled.

Wang Xiaohu is faster and has escaped from the auction house in the blink of an eye.

However, Wang Xiaohu didn't meet with others. He didn't believe that the bloodthirsty Dao Zun came to help others.