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Chapter 616 Sword!

Someone is going to beat me up. No matter whether Lin Yihang said it is true or false, he is as smart as him, he will naturally not expose it.

According to the auction regulations, under the guidance of Bai Renren, Lin Yihang first settled the funds for the spirit stone.

Two hundred billion spirit stones... This is an extremely huge number.

In Lin Yihang's space ring, there were originally two mountains of spirit stones, each with tens of billions of spirit stones... One was a mountain with low-grade spirit stones, with tens of billions of low-grade spirit stones; the other was a mountain with medium-grade spirit stones, with tens of billions of medium-grade spirit stones.

Lin Yihang's consumption for a period of time was just digging a small hole in the mountain of the lower-grade spirit stone.

Now, it is not enough to move out the entire mountain of low-grade spirit stones.

Of course, Lin Yihang will not pay all of them with medium-grade spirit stones. Although the exchange ratio between medium-grade spirit stones and low-grade spirit stones is a ratio of one to one hundred according to the "official" regulations.

However, because the unit volume of medium-grade spirit stones contains more spiritual energy, the efficiency of replenishing mana after absorption is higher... The effect played by the medium-grade spirit stones is not comparable to that of one hundred low-grade spirit stones.

Therefore, under normal circumstances, no one is willing to exchange a medium-grade spirit stone for one hundred low-grade spirit stones. In the black market, the exchange rate can generally reach more than one hundred and twenty. Even so, few cultivators with a cultivation level or above in the Great Immortal Master realm are willing to exchange a medium-grade spirit stone for a low-grade spirit stone.

Because, the more advanced the cultivators are, the more unusable the spiritual energy contained in the lower-grade spirit stones.

"Are fellow Daoist Lin preparing to use low-grade spirit stones, medium-grade spirit stones, or high-grade spirit stones? If you use medium-grade spirit stones, we can give a ratio of 1 to 120; if it is a high-grade spirit stone, the ratio of exchange for medium-grade spirit stones can be given 1 to 150."

"The low-grade spirit stone. For the insufficient part, you can use the medium-grade spirit stone." Lin Yihang said without hesitation.

Bai Ren nodded without any surprise expression.

For cultivators in the Immortal Lord Realm, the effect of the lower-grade spirit stone is getting smaller and smaller. The main function is to be regarded as currency.

Lin Yihang took out all the low-grade spirit stones for 20 billion, which was less than half. The others were supplemented with medium-grade spirit stones according to a ratio of 1 to 120.

Originally, there was only one mountain left in the space ring... Although the value of the two mountains cannot be equally matched, from the perspective of visual effects, Lin Yihang couldn't help but feel distressed in his heart.

However, when the Fuxing Auction House took out the secret realm key, Lin Yihang felt that it was worth it.

The so-called secret realm key is actually the exact location of the space crack, and there is also a soul contract signed by the Tiansheng Sect, which ensures that the location of this space crack will not be leaked within a hundred years.

There is the Lan family in Fuxing who is the middleman. Tianshengmen will never dare to use any tricks on this point.

After Lin Yihang got the key to the Secret Realm, he took a look and confirmed that the location was correct. He said goodbye without stopping.

Jinshan City and his party not only purchased a large number of urgently needed materials, but also auctioned the secret realm key with surprise, which was considered to have initially grasped the fate of the earth in his own hands... Lin Yihang's surprise is conceivable.

After leaving the city, Lin Yihang immediately rushed to the sky with the escape light.

...

Swish!

After only half an hour, a stream of light flashed and landed on the top of the mountain. It was Lin Yihang.

At this time, Lin Yihang's face was solemn, and he touched a jade slip in his hand. This jade slip was bright and carved with beautiful runes, but it broke open at this time.

"I followed up so quickly... I just didn't expect that it wasn't the Thirteen Thieves, but someone else..."

Lin Yihang pondered. Along the way, he kept a warning formation. Just now, this jade slip was teleported back to a picture. The other party was several cultivators in the Immortal Realm, who were tracking this lightning sculpture.

"The Lightning Eagle, legend has the bloodline of the Great Phang, even among the flying monster birds, they are extremely fast. Even if I control the flying sword, I may not be able to shake the other party."

"However, only a few immortal cultivators caught up... Hey! You are too confident!"

Lin Yihang laughed and murderous intent flashed in the corner of his eyes.

Then, he turned his head and fled to a valley next to him.

...

Trench—

After a moment, a hawk cried, and a metallic cries echoed above the woods.

In the air, a small black dot approached quickly. In the blink of an eye, it was approaching, but it was a huge carving, with golden feathers shining with golden luster and fierce eyes; on the back, several monks sat cross-legged.

The giant eagle was very fast. Every time she waved her wings, it would turn into a stream of light and escape a very long distance. The people on her back had no assistance, but they sat cross-legged on the giant eagle's back, as if they were sitting on a bed.

Trench—

After another clear cry, the giant eagle circled over a canyon.

"It's here! He's hiding in the canyon below."

The person who spoke was a young man with golden hair, wearing a beautiful robe, and was a little less beautiful than a man.

"It seems that he has noticed us. However, if he does not continue to escape, he hides in this canyon... it is not a conspiracy, right?" Behind him, a hair-haired man stares down.

"Hmph! Just a casual cultivator at the early stage of the Immortal Realm, what kind of waves can it cause?" The man in the brocade robe snorted coldly, with a look of contempt in his eyes.

The few people behind him didn't say anything, all of them were obsessed with each other. The hairless man nodded, obviously feeling that he was a little too cautious.

"Senior Brother Jinhun, please go down and drive him out!"

The man in the brocade robe turned around and said to a fat man. Although he called the other party a senior brother, he did not have much respect, but instead had some tone of order.

The other monks were not surprised, but they looked very normal.

The fat man was not disgusted at all, but nodded and agreed, got up immediately, jumped down.

Obviously, this man in a beautiful robe has a very good identity.

call!

The fat man's body fell at the speed of gravity potential energy. When he was still more than ten feet high from the canyon, he suddenly stopped and was flowing by magic power, wrapped in brilliant light. The originally fat body actually had a bit of magical color.

"You are the casual cultivator, come up to see the salute immediately, otherwise, don't blame me for being rude!"

With the blessing of mana, the fat man's voice echoed above the canyon like thunder.

Palala!

But the sound was like thunder, which shocked the birds in the distance and left the forest in panic.

On the contrary, in a canyon directly below the fat man, it was extremely quiet and there was no flying bird, which seemed extremely unparalleled.

Under a big tree, Lin Yihang was sitting cross-legged. Under his face, the laws fluctuated one after another, which was isolated from the breath, so that no one in the sky could capture his existence.

At this time, Lin Yihang's eyes flashed.

"How can they be sure that I am a casual cultivator?"

"The reputation of the Lan Family Fuxing auction house is absolutely guaranteed...at least, I am a little monk and a secret realm key... This price will not make them betray their reputation."

"Well, and they don't know my name either. There must be other ways."

Lin Yihang stroked his chin with his hand and pondered slightly. He bought the secret realm key at a sky-high price at the auction, which would definitely attract attention and would be targeted later... Lin Yihang was mentally prepared for these.

However, he threw out tens of billions of spirit stones at will, and the aristocratic family was full of heroism. The other party was so sure that he was a casual cultivator, which made him lose even the trump card to shock the other party, which surprised Lin Yihang.

While pondering, the fat monk Jin Hun could no longer wait. He tucked his hands and a small golden ball was sacrificed. The spiritual power in the air condensed, and golden lights flashed, dazzling.

Jin Hun's fat hands danced and pressed down.

boom!

Golden lights fell from the sky and landed in the canyon. Immediately, a huge explosion sounded, but an energy mask appeared.

The two violent energy collided, and the explosion was deafening.

After the energy mask flashed, it was barely endured and not destroyed. The aftermath of energy dissipated and spread to the surrounding canyons, with soil and rocks evaporated, wolf smoke rolling, and extremely powerful.

"Hehe! It turns out that it's just a casual cultivator... Although I don't know where you got so many spirit stones, how can the foundation of a casual cultivator be compared with our great sect of cultivation?"

Jin Hun laughed contemptuously, pinched the magic trick in his hand again, the golden ball runes flashed, and another golden light condensed, blasting towards the bottom of the canyon.

Jin Hun was extremely powerful and didn't bother to study any formation, so he directly broke the formation with his strength.

Several other monks sat cross-legged on the back of the Lightning Eagle, watching coldly, all with a lofty attitude.

Bo!

Without surprise, under the second wave of attack, the formation broke open with a crisp sound after just persisting for a moment.

A smug smile had just raised the corner of Jin Hun's mouth, and suddenly a cold murderous intent almost penetrated his soul.

call out!

In the violent turbulence caused by the destruction of the formation, a silver stream of light was seen extremely fast, and in one flash, it was approaching.

"ah!"

Jin Hun screamed, and with a move of his hand, the golden ball was already blocking his face.

bite!

With a crisp sound, silver streaming light directly pierced through the golden ball, and then passed through the center of Jinhun's body.

sword!

This is a silver flying sword with a fierce murderous aura and an unyielding momentum, passing through the golden ball and golden mound one after another. It seems that the casting is not affected at all, piercing straight into the sky and heading towards the lightning eagle.

Trepidation!

The lightning eagle cried out in shock, and at its speed, it was too late to dodge. Her eyes widened, and in a hurry, she had only time to swing her wings on one side of her body, slapped her wings towards the flying sword. (To be continued...)
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