Chapter 1490: Earth God

The first thousand and ninety chapters of the of the earth
"Lord of Samsara Hall? Yin Jiuyang?" Lin Feng frowned as he looked at the visitor.
"It's this person. This person has a terrifying cultivation base and cruel heart. Master be careful." Huang Wuji reminded secretly again.
"Yin Hall Master!"
"Yin Hall Master!"
Many people around greeted the Yin and Jiuyang. The trembling figures of Yin Tongtian and Xianritian returned to normal, and then stood behind Yin and Jiuyang.
"How?" Yin Jiuyang carried his hands on his back, his aura was calm, but he seemed to be dormant with a great dragon, his cultivation level was unfathomable.
"Just rely on your words?" Lin Feng scanned Yin Jiuyang lightly.
Yin Jiuyang's eyes were slightly cold when he heard the words, and looked at Lin Feng slowly and gracefully: "Yes, with my words, I have given you enough face, the sky is cloudy, the sky is heaven, you follow me."
"Yes!"
Xian Ritian and Yin Tongtian were very respectful when they heard their words, and other members of the Criminal Law Palace followed behind Yin Jiuyang, with a trace of disdain on their faces.
"I wipe it!"
"Typical shame!"
"What about shame? You can't fight here, right."
"Hey, two hundred million time-space crystals, plus kneeling on the ground, it's a shame."
"Yes, it's worth it."
. . . Many onlookers talked a lot, Lin Feng's face was pale, his hands creaked, and then a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"Human race kid, sometimes be low-key, don't be greedy for things that don't belong to you." At this time, a cold voice came, and a man in white also brought someone over, his hair shawl and his eyes Such as electricity.
Behind him were many strong men of the Blood God Hall, Xian Ritian saw this person coming, and hurriedly brought his own subordinates behind him.
This leader is Xian Juewu, the master of the Blood God Hall.
"Oh, even the benefits will come back together." Lin Feng scanned Xian Jue Wudao lightly.
"Boy, there is a kind." Xian Juewu stopped looking at Lin Feng and said, "I just don't know how strong it is."
"You can try, you can shake my figure and count you win." Lin Feng looked at Xian Jue Wudao: "Wuji, let's go, Master Zhenzi, come with me, I still have a little black and yellow fire."
"Haha, okay, the little old man will follow you." The town son heard the black and yellow fire, and immediately followed with a smile.
Then Lin Feng, the son of the town, wandered down the street and bought some things.
"Palace Master, I have already inquired that Xian Juewu and Yin Tongtian are planning to seize a treasure this time, named Jiuyou Shenzhou!" Huang Wuji suddenly whispered, "I don't know what exactly it is doing."
"Jiuyou Shenzhou?" Lin Feng asked in confusion.
"I know something. The Nine Nethers Shenzhou is a first-class innate spirit treasure born in the underworld. I heard that this time the North Desert Temple found a big spy from the Underworld Temple and killed him. This Nine Nether Shenzhou is his treasure. This treasure can lurch into the depths of the blood sea of ​​the underworld to pick the flowers of the underworld." Zhenzi said: "Of course it can also be against the enemy, but the possibility of holding it is high."
"Thank you, Master, how many merit points do you have?" Lin Feng smiled and said, "I want to buy some."
"Young man, the acquired merit points cannot be used for promotion." Zhen Shenzi reminded: "It must be merit points obtained by performing the mission of the temple."
"I don't take this merit point for promotion. According to our transaction price, a bottle of Xuanhuangzhihu 5 million merit points." Lin Feng said with a smile.
"Okay, refreshing, I know you have a lot of your kid." Zhen Shenzi smiled and said: "I just have more merit."
"Wuji, stare at me and check it out. It's overcast today. Xian Jue doesn't want to buy anything. I won't let him buy anything back." Lin Feng said solemnly, "After the auction is over, think of a way. Temporarily divert Xian Juewu and Yin Jiuyang."
"Palace Master, rest assured, this is easy to handle." Huang Wuji said with a smile, anyway, Lin Feng was carrying it, he was afraid of a bird.
"Young man, revenge is not overnight, happy." Zhen Shenzi said with a thumbs up.
"Necessary, go, go to the auction pavilion." Lin Feng immediately led the two to the depths of the ancient street, and many people also flocked to the ancient street. Lin Feng saw the chaotic cloak with people along the way.
There were also many upper-class figures in Jiuyou Pavilion, and suddenly two graceful figures attracted Lin Feng's attention.
These two figures wore ghost masks and couldn't see their true faces.
The first figure carried his hands on his back, a folding fan in his hand, a ponytail, and a black tight-fitting trench coat.
The second figure wore a black Nizi windbreaker, with a plump figure and a snow-white neck. She had a weird, terrifying aura and noble temperament, just like a nine-day demon concubine.
"Master, that is the master of the Demon Spirit Pavilion, that is Moxue, she is the number one master under her command, and the cultivation base is not even under her." Huang Wuji pointed to the two figures and explained.
"Devil, Moxue." Lin Feng stared at the two figures for a while, his breath changed, his origin changed, but the only thing that did not change was his clothes style.
It's just that Mo Ling and Mo Xue didn't seem to see Lin Feng the same, the two girls just glanced lightly, then turned and left.
"Palace Master, do you want me to go up and invite you?" Huang Wuji whispered.
"No need." Lin Feng shook his head and smiled.
"Zhenzi!"
Just when Lin Feng's voice fell, a figure spread from a distance, and an old man with goatee came over, and the old man stared at the of the town with a smile.
"Earth God, you are here too, what kind of baby you must be fancy this time?" Zhen Shenzi smiled and walked up to say hello.
"Earth God Child? Master, this Earth God Child is the master craftsman of Beimo Temple. He once refined the acquired first-class spirit treasure, which is very powerful." Lan Wuji secretly explained through voice transmission.
Lin Feng nodded slightly when he heard the words, and immediately greeted him with a smile.
"Of course I came, but this time I returned with a full load." The town child laughed and said: "Old guy, you go first, this time I won't be with you."
"Strange, you pester Laozi every time you see me?" The Earth Godzi suddenly looked at Zhenzizi suspiciously. This old fellow seemed to be anxious to drive him away. Is there any big discovery.
"He has heard of the name of the predecessor of the son of God." Lin Feng walked over to say hello.
"What a big name is not a big name, young man, interesting." The earth son suddenly looked at Lin Feng, his turbid eyes became extremely bright, and then said: "You have a black fire on your body!"
"I wipe it!"
Zhenzi directly cursed upon hearing the words, this old guy's eyes are too poisonous.
"Hey, if it is true, Zhenzi, your sister, Laozi treats you very well, and you also know that this time it is for the fire of Xuanhuang." The Godzi directly opened his mouth and cursed.
"Hey, the of earth, don't be angry." The of town said with a smile: "But the fire of Xuanhuang has been booked by me. You are late, and I will sell you some when you come back."
"Fuck off, don't talk nonsense, Human Race kid, give me something, what good things can be on him." The Earth Godzi cursed directly, and then looked at Lin Feng like a dog's tail flower on his face.
"Senior, this" Lin Feng carefully looked at the Zhenzi after hearing this.
"Sell some to him." How can the of town stop Lin Feng from selling the Xuanhuang fire, and people consult their own opinions to save themselves.
"Okay, refreshing, Senior Earth God, let's talk while walking." Lin Feng smiled and said, "How?"
"it is good!"
After hearing this, the gods of the earth immediately followed Lin Feng, and the gods of the town came to the end of the ancient street one after another and entered an ancient auction pavilion, which was also a small space.
The acceleration of time in this small space is extremely high.
A golden auction platform with a prescription for ten miles, surrounded by blossoming sacred flowers, the sacred flowers are so beautiful, filled with a massive air, and a group of figures floated down and sat cross-legged on it.
There is a pavilion above each flower. Inside the pavilion there are stone tables, chairs, and row numbers.
Chaos cloak, Yin Jiuyang, Xian Juewu, Underworld Ghost, Yangshen Cannon and other powerful figures are sitting in the forefront.
Lin Feng, the of the town, the of the earth, and Huang Wuji came to a pavilion, and the four sat in a pavilion, number 9.
Next to them are Mo Ling and Mo Xue, No. 8.
"Is that him?" The demon suddenly said Mo Xue.
"Who or else is there except him?" Mo Xue said with a charming smile: "Do you want to recognize each other?"
"Not for the time being, and I doubt his identity, don't get it wrong, it will be broken if people are cheated." The beautiful face under the devil's mask showed an inexplicable blush.
"Pump!"
Moxue chuckled when he heard the words and said: "Just observe and observe again. I didn't expect him to come to the Temple of Beimo too."
"Ok!"
Hearing the words, the demon nodded gently.
Soon the entire auction hall was filled with people, and a figure walked out of the golden auction stage. This figure was burly in shape, wearing a gold-colored robe, with golden light shining all over him, and a powerful aura hung in his body.
"Everyone, welcome to Jiuyou Auction Pavilion, I am the big treasurer of Jiuyou Auction Pavilion!" The figure laughed loudly, and he stretched out his hands when speaking.
Sure enough, both hands showed a golden color, shining brightly.
"Golden hands, don't be wordy, take things out quickly." Yin Jiuyang said loudly.
"Yes, don't waste time, we are determined to get that first-class innate spirit treasure." Xian Juewu said coldly with his hands on his back.
"That's right, we are also determined to win." Inside the No. 2 Shenhua Pavilion, a figure of a young man appeared. The young man was wearing a golden shirt, and his blood was shocking.
There was an unruly color on his face, and his eyes were cold, as if the world was not in his eyes.
The golden battle robe on this young man was the costume of the Iron Blood Pavilion. This young man was Dou Shentian, the son of the Lord of the Iron Blood Pavilion, and his cultivation was unpredictable.
"Haha. I like this too." There was a hearty laughter in Shenhua Pavilion No. 1. This is a man in Tsing Yi, who gives a sense of stability as a mountain.
The young man is surprisingly Luo Tianjing, the son of the Lord of the Buddha Pavilion!