Ancient Devouring Technique

Chapter 1339 Swallowing the Yin-Yang Sword Coffin
Finally, after Mu Lingyan offered 120 million magic crystals, no one at the scene made another bid.

Even the voice of the arrogant old man seemed unwilling to see the Bu Tian Divine Plate being taken away by Mu Lingyan.

"Good! I declare this auction a successful conclusion!"

As Chen Huoxi spoke, the door of the hall opened and the auctioneers on site quickly left.

Ye Xuan and Pang Yuxi left quickly with the crowd.

"Be careful, someone is following us. I think it's someone from the auction house." Just as the two of them turned a corner, Ye Xuan's faint voice suddenly rang in Pang Yuxi's mind.

Pang Yuxi paused for a moment, then walked forward again at an unhurried pace, replying, "It's worthy of being the Demon Realm. With the cheap integrity of these alien races, there are still people who can trust them to auction their items? If this were in the Tianwu Continent, it would go bankrupt sooner or later."

"There is no other way. In this demon world, there are not many forces that have the strength to hold this kind of auction. After all, this place is too chaotic." Ye Xuan smiled and said, "But we don't have to worry about them for the time being. There is no need for us to have too many conflicts with them now."

"Yeah." Pang Yuxi nodded slightly.

"After we leave the city, you drive the flying boat and I will practice. Besides, there will definitely be a bloody storm after this auction, and we can also take the opportunity to grab the treasure." Ye Xuan pondered.

Pang Yuxi nodded again.

Ye Xuan glanced at the crowded street behind him without leaving a trace, grabbed Pang Yuxi's shoulder, and suddenly flashed, rushing into a small path like a ghost.

Shortly after he flashed into the path, two figures rushed out from the entrance. They glanced inside but did not see any figures. They were stunned and hurriedly released their spiritual thoughts to search for the missing target.

"Can this be used to track people?"

Easily shaking off the pursuers behind him, Ye Xuan sneered in his heart, changed clothes with Pang Yuxi, and flew directly out of the city with the crowd.

At this time, a group of people just walked out of the auction house in a swagger and rushed out of the Nether City.

After Gui Qingkuang and his group left the Netherworld City, a gray shadow followed quietly, like a stick attached to their bones, and no matter what they did, they couldn't get rid of it.

"Hmph, no one can take my things away!" The old man sneered and left slowly.

……

call out!
Outside the Netherworld City, above a mountain range, a white jade flying boat was speeding away.

On it, a young boy in a black robe was sitting cross-legged, and at the bow was a beautiful woman in a white dress.

The two people were Ye Xuan and Pang Yuxi.

At this moment Pang Yuxi was driving the flying boat.

Ye Xuan took out the Yin-Yang Sword Coffin.

He took a deep breath and finally stopped hesitating. A dark vortex appeared on his palm and sucked the Yin-Yang Sword Coffin into oblivion.

Pang Yuxi's eyes flashed slightly, and he was very curious about Ye Xuan's so-called cultivation.

But she didn't ask any more questions, because every practitioner has his or her own secrets.

The dark vortex disappeared again, but the next moment, Pang Yuxi felt a powerful martial soul power fluctuation emerging from Ye Xuan.

This fluctuation made her martial soul tremble.

"So powerful! What level is Ye Xuan's martial soul!?" Pang Yuxi exclaimed in his heart.

At this moment, Ye Xuan had closed his eyes and was refining and fusing his martial soul.

Gradually, an indescribable aura of decay and desolation emerged from him, and within this aura, there was also an extremely powerful sword intent.

In the void around Ye Xuan, a number of small sword shadows appeared, which were transformed from sword intent.

Half an incense stick later, a huge shadow of a Yin-Yang sword coffin appeared above his head.

At this moment, Pang Yuxi felt that Ye Xuan sitting there was like a sword that had been covered in dust for a long time!
Those blurred little sword shadows made her feel a stabbing pain in her heart.

Pang Yuxi thought about it and accelerated again. Ye Xuan’s practice made quite a lot of noise, and she didn’t want to cause unnecessary trouble, so she chose a covert route all the way.

After another half a pillar, the sword intent on Ye Xuan and the Yin-Yang Sword Coffin slowly disappeared.

"Very good, it looks like I can leave smoothly... uh..."

When Pang Yuxi was thinking this in his heart, his eyebrows suddenly raised. He saw the ground in front of him suddenly buzzing, and then two figures flashed in from the ground below. As soon as the two people came out, they came face to face with Pang Yuxi and the others.

These were two people from the Tuli tribe. The one on the left was a woman wearing purple armor, and the one on the right was a man in a fiery red robe. When both men and women saw Pang Yuxi and Ye Xuan, they were slightly startled and immediately took a defensive stance. However, when they saw that their cultivation was only at the Saint King level and the Great Saint level, they were obviously relieved. They looked at each other with some doubts on their faces.

The cultivation levels of these two Tuli people were both half a step to immortality. Pang Yuxi frowned, and was extremely alert in his heart, ready to change direction.

The flying boat continued to move forward to the right, preparing to avoid the two powerful Tuli tribe members opposite.

Seeing Pang Yuxi's actions, the two Half-Step Immortals of the Tuli tribe opposite them both showed a thoughtful look.

The man and woman looked at each other and finally took action. They did not leave directly as Pang Yuxi hoped, but rushed towards this side in a brutal manner.

"You two, stop!"

The foreign woman in purple had no intention of being polite at all. She directly shouted in a commanding tone, and her aura of oppression also enveloped the flying boat without any hesitation, with an obvious threat in mind.

Pang Yuxi gritted his teeth and spat out a mouthful of blood.

The secret technique of burning blood!

"Swish", the next moment, the speed of the flying boat increased greatly without her caring about consuming her essence and blood.

Pang Yuxi turned to face the two alien races at the same time and asked, "What advice do you two seniors have?"

Although she called him 'senpai', her expression did not show any respect.

She was anxious. Although she used her secret skills and consumed her inner energy, with her cultivation level and speed, how could she possibly defeat two half-step immortal opponents?

The purple-clothed foreign woman snorted coldly and said, "Let me ask you, why are you in such a hurry to leave?"

Pang Yuxi glanced at Ye Xuan who still had his eyes closed and didn't know when he would wake up. He sighed in his heart and said lightly: "It's too chaotic here now. We don't want to take risks, so we plan to leave directly."

This reason made sense. The two Tuli aliens looked at each other again. The red-shirted alien shook his head slightly, probably meaning that there was no need to waste time chasing after them, and the important thing was to snatch the treasures of those masters as soon as possible. The purple-clothed alien woman stared at Pang Yuxi with a little suspicion, and no one knew what she was thinking. After a pause, she suddenly said, "Stop the flying boat and hand over your storage rings for me to check. If there is no problem, I will let you go!"

This is really too much and is simply robbery.

(End of this chapter)