C125

Chapter 125 - Leaving with Treasure (1)

In the Auction House's background, Xia Xuan once again saw the Eldest and Second Young Master. This time, although the two of them would occasionally glance at Yan Shuang, most of their gazes were still focused on Xia Xuan.

"Brother, you are indeed generous. After I bought two brothers and witnessed your bids, I am very impressed." After the young master saw Xia Xuan, he immediately cupped his hands and said: "We two brothers are from Hongmen Hongjin Hong, if you have any difficulties in the future, come and find us at Hongmen."

Xia Xuan had a good impression of the two of them, if not for them, he feared that there would be a huge commotion if Xia Xuan wanted to enter the Auction House.

After chatting with Hong Jin Hong for a while, a servant brought over the Bodhi's mass s and the Demon Palm of Futai Zhen. After a brief inspection, Xia Xuan kept the both of them into his storage ring, and then bid farewell to Hong Jin Hong.

"Brother, can this person bring the Bodhi's mass away?" Hong asked Hong Jin.

"Let's make a bet. The wager will be the right to inherit the position of the Great Clan Sect Leader. How about it?" Hong Jinxie smiled charmingly, his smile was very sinister.

Looking at Hong Jin's sinister face, Hong Jin snappily said, "If you want to bet, then so be it. Anyway, I've never thought of taking the position of sect head. I'll be supporting you for the rest of my life."

Looking at Hong Fu, Hong Jin could not help but smile, this was a true brother.

Outside the Auction House, the current Auction House was not quiet because the auction had ended. On the contrary, there were a sea of people outside the Auction House, not only were there participants from the Auction, even some who had strength but were feeling embarrassed yet had gathered here. They did not dare offend the Great Clan, but they did often take other people's treasures.

"Creak." Everyone's gaze turned towards the Auction House's slowly opening door, only to see a The black-haired youth slowly walking out. On the Teenage's back was a small beast that looked like one, and following the Teenage was a golden-haired girl.

Seeing Xia Xuan and Mu Xuanyin, everyone gathered their concentration. Through the fluctuations of the spiritual energy on Xia Xuan's body, everyone could see his true strength and Profound King of the Fourth Rank. In the Hundred Desolate Lands, the Profound King of the Fourth Rank was not too strong. No matter what power stood behind Xia Xuan, no one would care.

Looking at Xia Xuan and Yan Shuang, the sounds of Saliva swallowing could be heard one after another. In the end, there were people who couldn't resist the temptation and dozens of figures charged out explosively. These dozens of people were not only Mystical King experts, there were even a few Xuanhuang experts.

Just as the dozens of people were about to reach Xia Xuan, Xia Xuan and Yan Shuang suddenly disappeared, and the dozens of people pounced on the afterimages and passed through. Xia Xuan and Yan Shuang who had disappeared appeared in the sky above the group of people, the distance between the two of them was more than a kilometer.

"Over there." In the end, someone found Xia Xuan's location and pointed at him with a loud voice. Everyone's gaze turned towards Xia Xuan. When they saw the distance Xia Xuan was at, they couldn't help but gasp.

"I won't accompany you any longer. Bye bye." Xia Xuan chuckled, then pulled at the flame frost. In a few flashes, he had already appeared in the distance.

Seeing that Xia Xuan wanted to escape, the crowd of people reacted quickly and activated their spiritual energy, transforming into streaks of light as they chased after Xia Xuan. The plaza which was originally filled with people suddenly rumbled after Xia Xuan left, and after that, there was no one left on the plaza.

As the people left, two figures walked out from Auction House. One was a man and one was a woman, the other was a man with black hair. On his back was a small beast with a David's Deer.

A dignified first generation Deicide would naturally not be easily defeated by a group of mortals. A clone made from the use of spiritual energy by a first generation Deicide was not something these people could differentiate between real and fake.

After walking out of the Auction House, Xia Xuan looked at his surroundings, and then disappeared in a flash.

Before long, Xia Xuan had arrived at the green forest of the Thousand Feet Mountain. The distance from here to the city was already more than five kilometers, so the fight here should not be discovered.

Standing in the forest, Xia Xuan's two fingers formed a sword, the spiritual energy condensing at the tip of his finger. With a sudden wave of his hand, a pair of spiritual energy s pointed towards a large tree.

With two fingers striking the tree trunk, the entire big tree instantly burst open. Just as the spiritual energy continued to attack with her two fingers, a shadow of the black cloaked man suddenly shot out.