Chapter 107 Demon Cultivators in the Foundation Establishment Period

"I want as many crystals as these useless elixirs need."

A voice came from behind, and the tone was so loud that the young monks gathered in front of the stall all looked sideways. It was an ordinary-looking young man, about twenty years old.

On the surface, there was nothing outstanding about it, and the young monks were a little dissatisfied:

"You want to buy all the waste elixirs. Do you have enough crystal stones?"

"He's just a young man in the middle stage of agility. Why are you pulling him? Didn't you see that I am already in the later stage of cultivation?"

"Boy, do you want to seek death if you dare to offend the public?"

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Hearing everyone's accusations, Lin Xuan didn't bother to talk to them. He was determined to get the waste elixir in the Foundation Establishment stage, so he glanced coldly at the people who made the most fuss.

Wherever they looked, the sound suddenly stopped, and several people were shivering all over, as if they were prey being stared at by a snake, with cold sweat covering their foreheads.

How could it be possible? He was obviously just a cultivator in the middle stage of spiritual movement, and his strength was weaker than his own. Why did he have such terrible pressure?

The palpitating feeling was fleeting, and the young monks thought they were hallucinating, but they were somewhat afraid and did not dare to speak randomly again.

"When we buy elixirs, we buy crystal stones from each one, and the one with the highest price gets it. I have no intention of forcing you to buy them. If you are willing to pay a higher price, you can naturally buy the waste elixirs."

Lin Xuan said as he took out twenty crystal stones from the storage bracelet. The stall owner only had one bottle of waste elixir. According to the efficacy he said, the price was already very high.

Several low-level monks looked at each other, and as expected they showed no intention of fighting for it. Three to five waste pills were equivalent to one low-grade marrow-cleansing pill, and one bottle sold for twenty crystal stones. They didn't have that luxury.

Under the envious and envious eyes of everyone, Lin Xuan bought the waste pill.

It can be said that it was an unexpected surprise. Lin Xuan did not expect that he could actually find the waste pills of the foundation building stage. Although the hundred pills were a little short, it could still support his cultivation for a while.

In Spirit Medicine Mountain, Lin Xuan had a new plan in mind.

After continuing to wander in the market for a while, Lin Xuan found no other items that could be sold. It was no wonder. After all, he was still in the foundation building stage. In a trade fair of this level, the chance of buying treasures was very low.

Since there was nothing he needed, Lin Xuan did not intend to stay here any longer. He was about to leave when suddenly, a huge explosion sounded.

"boom!"

It was deafening, and the ground kept shaking. The monks who were trading were stunned and looked at each other, wondering what went wrong.

The explosion came from the direction of the entrance to Fangshi. The simple illusion array had been swept away, and the sky was filled with dark clouds...

"Look. What is that?"

A ball of black energy appeared in the mid-air of nothingness, surging continuously, and powerful spiritual pressure came from it.

A cultivator in the foundation building stage!

Lin Xuan frowned. This person's aura was very violent. At first glance, it seemed that he was coming with bad intentions.

"The little guy inside listened. Hand over all the crystal treasures in your hands, otherwise you will be killed without mercy!"

After hearing what Hei Yunli said, the place below suddenly exploded like a ladle of boiling water being poured into boiling oil. Such things had happened before. High-level cultivators used force and humiliation, and then came to Taobao to rob.

The world of cultivation is a world of the jungle. But those robbers will end up badly in the end, for no other reason. Although those who participate in Taobao are all low-level monks, there are also disciples of famous sects. Even if they are not taken seriously, they are still fighting.

Dogs still need to look after their owners, and the teachers will definitely help them regain face.

So except for the first few Taobao events, it has become very safe. No one expected to encounter such a thing.

Lin Xuan remained calm and had no intention of being a show-off. The person who came here was not weak and must have practiced the second level of foundation-building techniques, and he was also a demon cultivator.

You must know that before the pill condensation stage, at the same level, the strength of demon cultivators is superior to that of immortal cultivators.

Coupled with the weird and evil skills, it is quite tricky. Lin Xuan will not act foolishly unless he is absolutely sure.

Let’s wait and see what happens first!

"Senior, we are just some low-level disciples in the agile stage. There is nothing in us that you like, so you just show your pride..."

Although the speaker is only 27 or 28 years old, he is dressed like a young man from an aristocratic family. Judging from the situation, he should be one of the conveners of this Taobao meeting.

"Stop blabbering, I will spare your lives if you hand over the treasure, otherwise your soul will return to the underworld and you will make your own choice." A hoarse and unpleasant voice came from the black cloud, without a trace of emotion.

It is said that newborn calves are not afraid of tigers, and numbers of people can make them more courageous. Although the other party is a master in the foundation building stage, such an obvious robbery also aroused the anger of the people present. Immediately, a young man with a hot temper said: "Everyone salutes you, senior.

Don't rely on your old age and sell yourself off, it doesn't matter if you are in a higher realm, there are so many of us, are we still afraid of you?"

"Boy, you are very good..."

The voice in the black cloud laughed angrily, and Lin Xuan sighed. Young man, after all, he is a little impulsive in doing things, and he still doesn't understand the truth that disaster comes from the mouth.

A trace of black energy separated from the dark cloud, seemingly slowly but quickly, sweeping towards the young man.

Almost instantly, it wrapped around his body and then gently wrapped it around him.

"ah!"

The frightened scream came from a female monk next to him. In just a few seconds, the young man who was still alive and kicking just now seemed to have been sucked dry by something. His body quickly withered and turned into a mummy.

.

"You...are you a demon cultivator?"

Although there were all rookies in the field, they recognized the other party's identity from his strange skills, and panic spread among these low-level monks.

Although cultivators are not necessarily good things, at least there are no demon cultivators who are murderous and evil.

"Well, if you don't obey me, he will be your fate."

"Senior, this junior is a disciple of Leiyun Villa. Can you please be a little more generous?" Another young man stood up and took out a waist card from his body.

"Oh, Leiyun Villa."

"Yes, senior, can you please take it for our sake..."

Before he finished speaking, another trace of black energy enveloped this smart-aleck guy, and Jie Jie's strange smile came out from the dark clouds: "So what about the three sects in Youzhou, I hate people threatening me the most."

Seeing the second person being sucked into a mummy, the monks chose to remain silent in panic. They refused to accept the other person's soft words and did not even care about the face of the three giants.

There are also smart people who noticed a detail and sighed silently in private. Although this robber was extremely arrogant, he was actually very careful. From the beginning to the end, he had been hiding in the dark clouds and never showed up. Other than that everyone knew that he was a cultivator in the foundation building period.

Apart from the demon, there is no extra information at all, which means that if you want to ask the teacher for help in revenge afterwards, it will be difficult to find the real owner.

Lin Xuan took a look at the people around him and saw that everyone had different expressions, some were frightened, some were angry, and some seemed to have surrendered.

"A bunch of useless guys!"

There was a trace of ridicule on the corner of Lin Xuan's mouth. He was not that great. He had the consciousness of being a savior. With the speed of his escape, he could definitely leave the place of right and wrong easily. Even if the other party wanted to stop him, as long as he showed a little bit of cultivation, the other party would be able to escape.

There is no way he would be stupid enough to rob a monk of the same level.

As for the people next to them, whether they live or die is none of their business?

Don't call Lin Xuan cold-blooded. The world of immortality is inherently a selfish world. What's more, people have to rely on themselves and don't rely on others for help.

Strictly speaking, the current passive situation is also caused by these people's failure to live up to their expectations. If they can unite a little, even though the other party is in the foundation building stage, can they really be able to defeat a thousand? If not everyone has their own agenda, they can attack at the same time.

A thousand low-level spells stacked together can beat the crap out of the opponent.

Why should you save such a person?

The silence did not last long, and the ugly voice in the dark clouds came out again: "Why, have you thought about it? If you want the treasure, you still have to die. If you don't give it, I will go on a killing spree."

After saying that, his consciousness locked on a cultivator in front of him.

"Senior, calm down your anger, joy and anger, and don't do anything. Junior will just give it to you."

Seeing the Evil God staring at him, the man was so frightened that his face turned green and his lips turned pale. He hesitated for a moment and finally chose to give in.

"Okay, then hand over all the treasures you have, as long as you dare to keep one..."

"Don't dare, don't dare."

The man was as timid as a mouse. He took out the storage bag cautiously, with a pained expression on his face, and threw it on the ground. Five or six crystal stones, several talismans, and a few herbs. Apart from that, there was nothing else.

Something.

"Huh, poor guy!" Wu Yun snorted dissatisfiedly, but he did not break his promise: "You can go."

"Thank you, senior."

The man glanced at the treasures on the ground with reluctance. Although these things were really hard to see for the foundation-building monks, his skills had only reached the third level. What was robbed today was already

Half a life’s savings.
Chapter completed!