Chapter 1291

As for the rules here, the fox didn't listen at all, but Qin Lang said it was dangerous here, and the fox would not ask.

After all, Qin Lang was a leader of her team, and his judgment of danger was quite accurate. If not, they would have died when they were in the treasure house. How can we talk about now.

Under the leadership of Qin Lang, the party ran out with the crowd of the auction. Just as a few people were about to arrive at the gate, a thunder like sound exploded directly from the outside.

The sound explosion brought by the sound directly shocked several weak practitioners back more than 20 meters at the gate. One of the masters in the sixth section of the magic cloud level was even more shocked and bleeding. It seemed that he could not survive.

Qin Lang and his party looked at the miserable appearance of several masters at the same time, and said with one voice: "is it the master of zhundao cultivation?"

If you look at the whole world, just the aftermath of the battle can make the magic cloud level 6 experts seriously injured in an instant. They must be the experts who cross the magic cloud level and arrive at daoxiuwei. It's too anxious for these people to move as soon as they come out of the auction.

Qin Lang didn't want to confront these people head on, so as not to expose his strength. He led them to another exit.

It's the so-called "ten thousand years of careful sailing". Before arriving at the audience, Qin Lang used the blood sucking insects to find out all the passageways here.

After a few breaths, the party bypassed the battlefield and successfully arrived at the periphery of the auction house.

After that, Qin Lang gathered his breath in the heart of his feet, walked back and forth a few steps, and then stood on the top of the auction house, accompanied by Xueer.

Here, they can clearly see who was blocking the door before.

Looking down, three people of different ages stood in awe, led by an old man with gray hair, holding a blue crutch in his hand, which was printed with the word "Lei".

Although it is a pair of old-fashioned appearance, but unparalleled domineering still can frighten everyone present.

The man standing on his left is a man full of explosive muscles, with a thunder character on his left arm. His rough face and beard are enough to connect his hair, making him look like a savage from ancient times,

Compared with these two people, the one standing on the right is in great contrast with them.

It was a young man dressed in white. He was graceful enough to make all the young girls fascinated. Like the old man and the big man, this man also had objects with thunder characters.

This sign is the only thing the three people have in common. If you guess well, the word Lei represents the origin of these people.

On the high platform, Xueer looks at the three generations of old, middle-aged and young people. Her mind is running fast. Suddenly, she pats her forehead.

"Really, how can I think of it now? Isn't this the man of leimen whom Shifu has repeatedly emphasized?"

Qin Lang didn't know what xue'er said about Lei men. Then he asked directly, "what are the personalities of these people? Do they have the chance to become partners with us?"

After listening to Qin Lang's words, Xueer's mind was shocked.

This guy is too brave. He even wants to be a partner with Raymond's people.

Later, Xueer quickly explained, "please spare us. People from this place are the most irascible in Kunlun. Everyone who can stand out from this is the strong. In their sect, only the strong can get respect."

"If not, they will not fight others in a big way as soon as the night of killing comes. It's no different to seek death to cooperate with them."

Listen to snow son speak of strong two words, Qin Lang originally already cool half of the heart back to warm.

Looking at Xueer with a bad smile.

"Didn't you just say that they recognize the strong. We just know that."

With that, Qin Lang immediately jumped down from the high platform. Before Xueer stopped him, this guy had already come to the bottom and told his friends all about his plan.

Seeing this scene, Xueer shakes her head helplessly.

"They are all competitive guys. It seems that there is no way to stop them. In this case, I'll try with you, my martial uncle."

Outside the auction, a large number of people were surrounded by three generations of old, middle-aged and young people from leimen.

Whenever someone wants to cross the thunder pool, the manic middle-aged people will crush them into powder and take their treasures for themselves. This style is domineering.

At first, there were some young people who didn't know the greatness of heaven and earth. Some of them fought with one sword, some of them were in groups of three, and even some of them were in groups of fruit. But even so, the situation of being defeated never disappeared.Over time, fewer people dare to break through.

After several rounds of fighting, everyone on the scene knew that the man with explosive muscles seemed to be a master of quasi road realm.

The old man behind him is more unpredictable, and he can't see the specific cultivation. As for the young man, although he is gentle and has no strong conquest, behind this face, people feel despair.

This young man is a master who is good at array. At this time, he has set up a border around the auction, which is also the reason why people can't rush out.

Comparatively speaking, this seemingly the most moderate talent is the key to their destiny.

After a fight, the blood color in the eyes of the middle-aged man became deeper and deeper. Then, they stepped forward, and the whole earth trembled.

"Anyone who is not afraid of death wants to fight with Laozi, come up to me."

While speaking, the middle-aged man set his eyes on the dozens of people in front of him.

For a moment, the people on the scene immediately stepped back, including several magic cloud level 9 experts.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man laughed wildly and clenched his fists.

"Well, since none of you dared to come up at the beginning, I'll go and find you."

With that, the man was ready to rush over.

And just as his body was about to shoot out, the old man who had not spoken all of a sudden blocked the big man's crutch with the word Lei.

"Lei Tian, I have told you many times that you should stop your mania, otherwise you may be possessed, and even I can't save you at that time."

As soon as this remark comes out, the middle-aged man who has always been manic and overbearing suddenly looks like a little suckling dog.

"Father, it's the night of killing. If we don't kill now, we'll have to wait for it."