I, a minor character, fell into the Shura field of the heroine and the villain

It was strange. He remembered that he had only imposed a simple restriction, so this couldn't be possible.

If the communication jade slip cannot send a message, it may be that the auctioneer does not want the client's secret to be leaked.

Then sealing the door doesn't seem like something the Treasure Pavilion would do.

At this time, not only the door of the VIP room could not be opened.

Even the entrances and exits outside the venue were blocked, and no one could get out.

But everyone was still immersed in the auction and didn't notice this anomaly.

"Something's wrong. Besides the restrictions I imposed on this door, someone else has tampered with it. I can remove this restriction, but it will take quite a while."

Zhao Kangping smelled a conspiracy.

The sudden appearance of the demon cultivator and the fairy Qin Yue who came from an evil organization.

How come they all got together? Things are getting worse and worse.

"Master, our situation seems to be a little dangerous now." With rich experience in going out for training, Luo Xueqing also realized the crisis.

As for Zhao Mengyao, she belatedly said, "What's wrong?"

Perhaps because he had never suffered a beating in the world of cultivation, Zhao Kangping's second disciple did not know how dangerous this world was.

Just as the master and disciple were anxious to get out.

A new item was brought up for auction in the venue.

That thing exudes an ominous aura.

Even if it is covered with cloth, its true appearance cannot be seen.

Everyone in the venue felt a palpitation.

It seemed as if the thing covered by the cloth was some kind of monster that was about to escape from its cage.

"Is it finally time?" Gu Yuanzhi, who had committed many crimes, also perked up.

The demon cultivators around him also began to get agitated.

Chapter 87: Broken Hand and Enchantress [Please Urge Update]

"Next, the treasure we are about to reveal is this piece of strange divine iron found on an ancient battlefield."

The flamboyant host removed the cloth covering the item, revealing a rectangular glass container.

Amidst it lay an irregularly shaped lump of metal, its surface cratered with pits and stained with iridescent colors. It truly looked like multiple metal objects had been melted together at high temperatures.

In an instant, an invisible and intangible evil spirit spread out from the ugly block of iron.

Fortunately, the glass container was a magical tool that blocked most of the evil energy from escaping.

Otherwise, every cultivator in the field, as long as their realm is lower than the Nascent Soul stage, will be affected by the evil spirit.

Either the body is damaged by the evil spirit entering the body, or the body dies suddenly because the evil spirit corrodes the body due to the low realm.

"This object must have been formed thousands of years ago during a fierce battle between cultivators, when countless weapons were fused together by the intense heat of the battle. After testing, we discovered several rare minerals that are now extinct. Therefore, this piece of divine iron must be an excellent material for refining equipment or forging weapons."

"But everyone should be able to sense that this block of iron seems to contain a terrifying evil spirit, and anyone who touches it will be extremely vulnerable to damage. Cultivators who are not at the Nascent Soul stage or above cannot control this iron. If one were to encounter a highly skilled weapon refiner, even forging it into a peerless divine weapon would be a piece of cake."

"However, this item is somewhat dangerous, so we recommend that cultivators above the Nascent Soul stage participate in the auction. If a cultivator below the Nascent Soul stage insists on bidding for it, and suffers any harm from it, our Baibao Pavilion will not be responsible."

"The starting price for the Ancient Battlefield Divine Iron is fifty high-grade spirit stones, and each bid must be no less than five high-grade spirit stones."

If one does not feel the heart-stopping evil spirit, many people might think it is just a piece of scrap metal.

If it really contains rare materials that are now extinct, perhaps it can be recycled and used to forge magical weapons.

But after all, it is just a piece of raw material, not a finished product, so the price cannot be marked too high.

"Did the people in Baibao Pavilion fail to see the mystery, or did they deliberately not say it out?" Gu Yuanzhi whispered to his companions.

In fact, there was not only one demon cultivator, Ying Xiaoxiao, the demon girl from the Hehuan Sect, but also several other people in the venue.

It’s just that the other few didn’t do much activity in the legitimate territory, so they weren’t well-known.

But they are still very dangerous.

These demon cultivators were all quite advanced, with five of them in total, and the weakest one was at the late Jindan stage. The leader, Gu Yuanzhi, had even reached the late Yuanying stage.

These five monks are already a threat that cannot be underestimated.

Logically speaking, they shouldn't be able to sneak into the city controlled by the righteous so easily.

At least not so brazenly.

In fact, it was not that the guards of Chuanliu City were infiltrated, but that they had the help of a master behind the scenes.

A bald, wretched man sitting next to Gu Yuanzhi replied in a voice transmission: "Hey, the people at Baibao Pavilion are not stupid. If we tell everything, it might cause an unnecessary sensation."

In fact, there is not only dead matter in this piece of iron, but also a life that is still beating.

To be precise, it is the remains of a powerful demon.

It has remained active for such a long time.

I have to say, the demons' vitality is really tenacious.

It is really difficult to kill a superior demon unless its physical body is completely destroyed.

The purpose of these demon cultivators is naturally not this piece of scrap metal, but the remains of the demon sealed inside.

That's a very interesting piece of research material.

It is even enough to overturn the balance of good and evil.

In the ancient times of Canglan Realm, there were no demonic cultivators in this world.

But at that time, the human race and the demon race had already begun to confront each other.

It was probably based on a similar idea of ​​learning from the barbarians in order to defeat them.

Some human cultivators began to deconstruct, learn, and imitate the demon cultivation methods.

This was the birth of the earliest batch of demon cultivators.

However, these ancient demon cultivators did not join the ranks against the demons as they had originally wished.

The early demon cultivators were all cruel and violent. Some of their cultivation methods were not suitable for humans, which led to the cultivators becoming demons and becoming the new demon race.

These unconventional monks have always been ostracized by orthodox monks and have been relegated to the path of evil.

These fallen cultivators, due to either their corrupted nature or the demonic cultivation methods, had transformed themselves into monsters that no one could tolerate. Most of them became minions of the demons and traitors.

However, with the development of the times, the way of practicing magic has also evolved with the changes of the times.

A long time ago, the human race's magic cultivators and the demon race completely parted ways.

The demonic cultivators no longer depend on the demon clan, but have become a force within the human race that is opposed to the righteous path.

Although the current cultivation methods of demon cultivators are very different from those in ancient times, they can still provide new ideas for the current development of the magic path by studying the bloodlines of the demons.

Only a few people made offers.

After the quotation started, about half a cup of tea later, the price reached seventy-five high-grade spirit stones.

It seemed that no one was very interested in this thing, and they had no enthusiasm for the paulownia wood fairy zither mentioned earlier.

Most of the monks present did not know the secret of this piece of iron, and only thought of it as a material that could be used to refine weapons.

However, not every weapon refiner would want to buy such expensive materials.

The art of refining equipment does not mean that you can definitely refine high-quality magic weapons by getting good materials.

This not only requires the level and cultivation of the weapon refiner, but also has some constraints from the special weapon refining environment and equipment. The very metaphysical luck is also a very important influencing factor.

Without being able to fully utilize the potential of this material, many refiners present did not dare to act rashly.

"One hundred high-grade spiritual stones."

Gu Yuanzhi took action and raised the sign to quote the price.

They have two plans for this operation.

If they can take a picture, that's great. If not, pay attention to who took the picture of the iron block.

If the opponent's strength is not very strong, they will rob them afterwards.

If the opponent is strong enough, then the expert behind them can take action.

No matter what, they were determined to get it.

In the VIP room where Zhao Kangping was, Zhao Kangping was still trying to break the ban on the door.

"Who on earth did this? There's more than one layer of restrictions on this door."

Although Mr. Zhao could crack it slowly, it was a waste of time and he couldn't help but feel annoyed.

Fortunately, Luo Xueqing was there, fanning him from time to time, which brought a bit of coolness to his body which was sweating due to his impatience.

As for Zhao Mengyao, she had nothing to do, so she ran to the window and looked at the auction venue below.

As her eyes swept over the irregular piece of iron on the stage.

"Dong dong!"

Her heart skipped a beat.

Then, a scarlet color rose in the depths of her eyes.

Because she was facing away from Zhao Kangping and the others, her abnormality was not noticed by them.

"Ye Ran?"

Ming Luan murmured these two words softly.

at the same time.

The quotations in the venue continued.

however.

The piece of scrap metal in the glass container vibrated.

"Kaka!"

Suddenly, cracks appeared on the iron block, and dark red demonic energy emerged from the cracks.

Fairy Ruo Ling had her back to the piece of scrap metal and was completely unaware of what was happening behind her.

However, the people in the audience were sharp-eyed, and many of them noticed that the piece of iron was breaking into pieces.

"What's going on?" Especially Gu Yuanzhi, he stood up after noticing this abnormality.

When more and more people stood up, Fairy Ruo Ling realized that something was wrong.

"Snapped!"

She seemed to hear something hitting the glass.

The moment she turned around, her beautiful eyes widened.

Her eyes reflected a dry hand that was constantly tapping the glass in the rectangular glass container.

"Kakakaka."

Although it was a magic weapon, the glass began to crack as the palm struck it again and again.

"boom!"

The glass suddenly shattered into countless pieces and was scattered in all directions by the huge impact force.

Fairy Ruo Ling subconsciously used her spiritual power to prop up a spiritual shield, trying to block the flying glass shards.

"what!"

But something unexpected happened, the severed hand appeared on her lower abdomen.

It seemed to have penetrated into her stomach.

"Blood?!"

This was the last sentence the female cultivator said before she lost consciousness.

The severed hand pierced her lower abdomen, and a large amount of blood spurted out of the wound.