Chapter 5087

Name:A Paragon of Wuhun Author:洛城东
But no one left.

At this time, another man in dark robes slowly walked up the platform in front of the auction.

His appearance immediately attracted everyone's attention.

The black robed man's expression was numb, and he spoke coldly.

"It's no use killing him. On the contrary, you lost the opportunity to participate in the auction."

"You, don't expect to get a blank invitation."

The man's voice was dull and there was no fluctuation. He suddenly looked up, looked at the rest of the auction house, and continued to speak.

"If you don't surround him, no one will get the invitation today!"

As soon as this word came out, all the people gathered in the auction house were boiling.

Everyone's eyes turned to Gu Qingyu.

With compassion, indifference, ridicule

There are all kinds of eyes.

Gu Qingyu, who heard this, didn't know anything with a buzz in his brain.

The dull words without any fluctuation were like a death judgment on him!

"No!"

"I can't die!"

Gu Qingyu's eyes were bloodshot and his brain was chaotic.

He grabbed the new man in black and held him high again.

Behind him, none of the people attacked him.

Everyone comes from the top of the sky. It's meaningless to start at this time.

Anyway, he has also lost the qualification of auction.

He can't live without fighting.

Silence returned to the auction hall again, leaving Gu Qingyu alone to collapse and roar.

However, this time the man in black robe was more insensitive than the previous one.

No matter how Gu Qingyu shouted and roared, he didn't respond at all.

Click!

Gu Qingyu once again pinched the black robed man's neck.

His eyes were bloodshot, he was panting, and he was steaming all over.

Behind him, someone shouted at him.

"Don't kill! Stupid!"

"Don't you see? That man is controlled, but a puppet."

"Even if you kill ten or a hundred, it's useless."

Hearing this, Gu Qingyu couldn't help but feel bitter.

He didn't know this.

But he really doesn't want to die!

Silence returned to the auction house again.

Everyone seemed not to hear the words of the second black robed man.

No one shot Gu Qingyu.

As time passed, the third black robed man never appeared.

The mood of the crowd also became increasingly anxious.

Even, many people's eyes have been on Gu Qingyu, and they can't stop trying.

They have remembered the words of the previous second black robed man.

"Is it true that we can't start the auction until we kill Gu Qingyu?"

Similar words have been circulating among dozens of people.

Even Gu Qingyu himself noticed the murderous spirit against him more than once.

He turned around and looked at the crowd, and his heart became more and more frightened.

Finally, the third black robed man appeared!

Seeing his appearance, everyone, including Gu Qingyu, couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

However, the person who appeared this time was different from the previous two.

His expression was strange, with a smile on his face, and his whole person looked gloomy and terrifying.

This time, Gu Qingyu didn't rush directly.

But on the side, without any action.

The third black robed man came to the high platform and looked at everyone below.

Not as expected, he only said one sentence.

"Everyone, you have only two hours left."

With that, he stood where he was, without any action.

Obviously, this person is also controlled.

His appearance is just a warning!

Originally, everyone was very anxious, but they were still able to wait patiently.

But suddenly someone reminded time that the urgency and anxiety that had been suppressed jumped up in my heart again.

There are only two hours left until the end of the trial task!

If you don't start the auction again, I'm afraid it's too late.

In the auction house, there was an instant of commotion.

Suddenly, at this time, a very strong mental attack suddenly burst out from the crowd.

The target is the third black robed man on the high platform!

"Damn it! I don't believe how capable that thing shrouded in the dark is!"

A fierce low roar sounded from the crowd.

Everyone immediately looked back.

It was a young man with white hair!

"It's Cang shaotian!"

Someone exclaimed.

"The eighth heavyweight in Xinghun Wushen realm has strong spiritual power!"

"I didn't expect him to be here."

"He should be an immortal in the sky?"

……

For a time, everyone talked.

It seems that the man who made the move is also a famous person.

Cang shaotian's sudden move, not only no one despised, but all full of appreciation.

Those who come here are strong enough!

Especially those celestial disciples, how powerful each is!

Even at the top of the sky, it is also a respected strong man!

Proud as they are, how could they ever be so controlled by others!

Today's game is actually clear to everyone.

It must be someone from the top of the sky who deliberately brought them here.

After coming here, the people hiding behind dare not even show up, and can only use these puppets to show up.

This feeling of being controlled and manipulated by others is so oppressive!

There is no weak person who can enter the top of the sky!

One is fiercer than the other, and one is more proud than the other!

At present, even if there is no Cang shaotian, there will be others.

Isn't it mental force control? There is more than one person who is good at mental force here!

Cang shaotian shot and instantly wrapped the black robed man on the high platform in front of him with his powerful spiritual force.

Then, he stabbed into it to find the source of the controller.

As long as his mental strength is weaker than his, if he doesn't notice it for a moment, he will reverse the location of the manipulator!

The eyes of the crowd gathered again on the third black robed man in front of them.

Many people even stood up, leaned forward, and couldn't wait on their faces!

Bang!

A dull noise caught him off guard.

Cang shaotian turned pale immediately, and his steps staggered, and he almost didn't stand firm.

The whole small underground auction house was suddenly silent.

All faces are unbelievable.

Cang shaotian is the strong one in the eighth floor of xinghunwushen realm!

He is also famous for his strong mental strength!

Such a strong man attacked suddenly.

In exchange, it was a cracked head!

yes.

The third black robed man, in full view of the public, cracked his head on the spot and splashed blood on the spot.

Such a result means only one thing.

That is - the strong man who controls these black robed people has at least the same spiritual power as Cang shaotian!

Even stronger!

In the secret room far away.

Chen Feng opened his mouth and spit out dark red blood.

"Brother! What's the matter?"

The Tiancan beast slave immediately changed his face and came forward to hold him.

Nearby Zhong liyuntian and Feng Bingyun, looking at Chen Feng's expression, also subconsciously with a little worry. Although I don't know what Chen Feng's purpose is.