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Qingyun Sect belongs to the upper-middle sect in the cultivation world of Kyushu.

There are many disciples in the sect, and its current suzerain, Wu Zi, has reached the middle stage of transformation into a god.

This time, Wu Zi did not attend the auction, but sent his only son, Wu Yifan, to attend.

The main reason was that the invitation letter Wu Zi received was a third-floor box.

Compared with some sects with similar strength to Qingyun Sect, whose suzerains received invitation letters from four-story boxes, Wu Zi felt that he was inferior to others invisibly.

But he had no choice but to participate, after all, the Kunlun Mountain auction conference was the largest in the entire Kyushu cultivation world and had the most good things.

But Wu Zi came up with an idea that he thought was very genius.

That is to let his son, Wu Yifan, go to the auction meeting.

In this way, not only would Qingyun Sect not appear inferior to other sects, but it would even give people the illusion that blue is better than blue.

Dressed in a luxurious brocade robe, wearing a gold silk crown, Wu Zi, with a serious face and a pair of long eyebrows hanging down his temples, is sitting cross-legged on the futon at the moment;

Concentrate on cultivation, in order to be able to realize some principles between heaven and earth, so that the bottleneck of one's own cultivation can be loosened.

The corners of his eyes suddenly moved slightly, causing his long eyebrows to sway slightly.

"Where is the strong man fighting in our Qingyun sect!"

Feeling the double fluctuations of space and spiritual power, Wu Zi slowly opened his eyes, and a trace of suspicion flashed in his eyes.

In the cultivation world of Kyushu, in recent years, there has always been a very peaceful relationship between the powerhouses above the realm of transforming gods.

This is because these powerhouses in the realm of transforming gods had already sensed that the catastrophe was approaching decades ago.

Under the leadership of Fan Yuzi, these top powerhouses in Kyushu have formed an alliance, and they are all concentrating on studying how to do so that they can survive this catastrophe safely.

Even the enemies who were once invincible before, under the threat of this catastrophe, can only temporarily choose to turn hostility into friendship.

After all, cultivators are meant for longevity and detachment;
Instead of playing with everyone, it is better to temporarily put down the hatred and unite to survive the catastrophe.

It was also because of this that Wu Zi felt very strange.

Judging from the fluctuations outside, both sides in the battle must at least reach the realm of transforming gods to make such a big commotion.

Wu Zi got up slowly, and in a flash, he appeared at the door.

He raised his right hand and pushed the door out.

Outside, several elders of the sect were already standing.

It seems that they also felt the fluctuations brought about by the battle, and they came out to check just now.

Seeing Wu Zi walk out of the room, an elder whose cultivation had reached the early stage of God Transformation frowned and said, "Sect Master, these two seem to be fighting very fiercely, should we stop it?"

As a member who sensed the impending catastrophe, this elder naturally did not want such things as infighting and downsizing to happen again in the current cultivation world.

After all, one more person, one more strength.

Originally, based on Wu Zi's behavior, when encountering such a thing, not only would he not go to persuade the fight, but he would also lead the elders in the door to hide his breath and go to ambush.

After all, the treasures carried by every strong man in the realm of transforming gods must be of great value.

It's just that now is indeed a special period, and all practitioners above the realm of transforming gods are in danger.

To do this kind of murder and robbing is almost equivalent to harming oneself.

Wu Zi thought for a moment, then nodded slightly, and said, "Elders, follow me to find out."

He didn't directly say that he was going to stop the battle, because he vaguely noticed that there seemed to be something strange between the two sides in this battle...

on the plain.

Jun Ming became more and more courageous as he fought, the long sword in his hand shone brightly, one sword after another, slashing towards Shebi!

But Shebi, who was temporarily in the upper hand because of the successful sneak attack, is now very miserable.

The scales all over his body were cut into more than a dozen cuts, and at this moment, dark purple blood was continuously flowing out.

"Wan Jian returns to the heart!"

While chasing, Jun Ming suddenly shouted and raised the sword in his hand in front of him.

A series of half-empty and half-solid sword shadows separated from the sword in Jun Ming's hand, arranged horizontally, and surrounded Jun Ming.

Jun Ming kept moving, and with a single point of the sword, countless sword shadows surrounded and killed Shebi who was fleeing in embarrassment in front of him!

Feeling the awe-inspiring sword energy coming from behind, Shebi waved all four arms at the same time without any hesitation;
In front of him, a space passage suddenly appeared, and Shebi then escaped into it.

Behind him, countless sword shadows swarmed.

But Shebi has already closed the space channel.

But he didn't expect that those sword shadows could penetrate space!

Shebi, who was in the empty space, saw countless sword shadows piercing the space and flying towards him.

In desperation, he could only open the space channel again and escape into the real world.

At this time, the seven figures came to the edge of the battlefield quickly.

It was Wu Zi and the six elders of Qingyun Sect.

"This……"

Seeing the situation on the battlefield, one of the elders immediately showed shock, and stammered, "This... this son's... age, at most no more than 20 years old..."

Not just this elder.

Including Wu Zi, everyone present was shocked by the battle in front of them.

Among them, even Wu Zi, who was the most talented, was already more than a hundred years old when he reached the realm of transforming gods.

Not far away, no matter how they looked at the young man holding a sword in the air, he could never be over 20 years old.

But this level of cultivation seems to be much higher than that of everyone present.

Wu Zi frowned, and muttered to himself, "How is this possible..."

And at this moment, Shebi's figure tore apart the space and appeared less than ten feet away from the seven of them!

"What is this!"

A sharp-eyed elder was suddenly taken aback by Shebi's appearance.

Shebi also noticed the seven people here, and a cunning flashed in his eyes.

Before everyone could react, Shebi's figure suddenly turned and rushed towards them!

"careful!"

The elder hurriedly reminded him, and then pinched the magic formula with his hand, pointing at Shebi!
A flash of spiritual light turned into five chains and flew towards Shebi!

At the same time, the other six people, including Wu Zi, also cast spells at the same time.

These spells are all of the imprisonment type.

They want to capture Shebi first, and then discuss.

Just when this magic technique was about to hit Shebi's body;

But Shebi flashed in place and escaped into the space.

"This is... space supernatural power!"

An elder stared wide-eyed and roared in surprise.

Space supernatural powers, even those who are strong in the realm of transforming gods, few people can fully master them.