Chapter 1645

Zhuo Wen inquired a little and knew that the cylindrical building was the place to sell tickets for chaotic giant beasts. These people were all warriors who planned to take a ride in other government areas.

The warrior who can ride the chaotic beast is not ordinary. Not to mention the expensive ticket, crossing the government territory is extremely dangerous. If he is not strong enough, he may encounter a life and death crisis when he comes to a strange government territory.

Looking around, Zhuo Wen found that most of the long queues were saints, most of whom were Xuansheng. Although Tiansheng was much less than Xuansheng, there were more than a dozen.

Seeing this, Zhuo Wen couldn't help sighing that Zhongtu is worthy of being called Zhongtu. The strength of the martial arts in it is much stronger than the four domains.

Moreover, the price of the ticket is completely different. For example, the Qinglian mansion Zhuo Wen is going to go to is very far away from the Xuelian Mansion because it is six prefectures away, so the asking price is very high. He needs a spirit stone or other treasure with the value of a cloudy sacred artifact.

If you only go to the adjacent government areas, the ticket price is too low.

Zhuo Wen stood quietly in a team and waited silently, but his mind sank into the Canglong hall.

The Dacheng holy body has been separated by him and put into the Canglong hall. The ninth Yang Dao sword is also put into the Canglong hall.

The Nine Yang mark Xiao Yu gave Zhuo Wen. Zhuo Wen gave it to Dacheng holy body. Zhuo Wen planned to use the time flow rate in the second world to make Dacheng holy body successfully refine the ninth Yang Dao sword as soon as possible in the shortest possible time.

However, the ninth Yang Dao sword is much more powerful than the first Yang Dao sword, and its refining difficulty is also increasing by hundreds. Zhuo Wen is very clear that it will take a long time to refine the ninth Yang Dao sword completely, even with the help of the Nine Yang mark.

Of course, even if it is a possibility, Zhuo Wen will not give up.

As for another separation, Zhuo Wen arranged for him to practice spiritual power, hoping to reach the realm of Xuansheng teacher as soon as possible.

Because Zhuo Wen inherited Bi Fang's knowledge of the sea, he didn't have any bottleneck to break through the Xuansheng teacher, but now his separated spiritual strength is still so poor. If his spiritual strength can reach the standard of Xuansheng, Zhuo Wen's achievement of Xuansheng teacher is naturally just around the corner.

Time passed slowly, and the team also passed slowly. Soon it was Zhuo Wen's turn.

"Where are you going?"

Inside the window, there was a cold looking woman. She glanced at Zhuo Wen and asked.

"Qinglian mansion!" said Zhuo Wen.

As soon as the cold woman Liu Mei coagulated, she immediately took out a long golden bamboo tube from the cabinet and said, "you're lucky. There aren't many tickets from our Xuelian mansion to Qinglian mansion. This is the last one. The date is three days later. The ticket price is a cloudy sacred vessel or a spirit stone or other treasure comparable to its value."

"Three days later, isn't there today?" Zhuo Wen frowned.

The cold woman glanced at Zhuo Wen and said, "you don't know the relationship between Xuelian house and Qinglian house. The two houses have little contact. Naturally, there are few tickets to Qinglian house. If you don't want this last one, you can leave."

Smell speech, Zhuo Wen also has some helplessness, but there is no way. Since this is the last ticket, he will not miss it.

After all, now Xuelian mansion is a place of right and wrong for him. He doesn't want to stay any longer. His intuition tells him that if he continues to stay, it will only be more and more dangerous.

"Well, it's a cloudy relic. I'll buy the ticket!"

Zhuo Wen whispered to himself. Even if he handed over a holy instrument, it was covered by Zhuo Wen's holy power. Others could not see the reality and grade of the holy instrument at all.

The cool woman put away the sacred vessel and looked at it a little. When she found that there was no difference, she nodded and handed the ticket to Zhuo Wen.

"Wait a minute! But the ticket to Qinglian mansion? If so, I'll take it."

Suddenly, a crisp voice like a silver bell suddenly came from a distance. Immediately, a beautiful shadow surrounded by several people slowly inserted from behind the team.

This behavior of jumping in the queue caused great dissatisfaction among the martial arts behind, but no one dared to stand out. The reason is that the breath of the four people standing next to this beautiful shadow is extremely terrible, which is far more than the general heaven holy land.

Zhuo Wen's attention was also attracted by the silver bell like voice. His eyes first fell on the four people around the woman, and his pupils couldn't help shrinking.

Because the breath of the four people around the woman is too huge. According to Zhuo Wen's judgment, the breath of the four people is not weaker than that of Xue Hentian. In particular, a middle-aged man carrying a huge sword gives him an extremely strong sense of threat.

Maybe he felt Zhuo Wen's eyes. The middle-aged man with the sword slowly turned his head. His dark pupils suddenly flashed a trace of terrible sword spirit.

This sword breath, like a maggot on the tarsal bone, was instantly transmitted to Zhuo Wen's eyes. A huge and sharp power burst out from this sword breath, as if trying to blind Zhuo Wen's eyes.

Zhuo Wen's eyes were cold, and the power of the yellow spring appeared in his eyes. At the moment when the sword Qi swept into his eyes, it was swept and annihilated by the power of the reincarnation of the yellow spring.

"Huh?"

The middle-aged man with the sword was as bright as a torch and looked at Zhuo Wen in surprise. He was a sword practitioner, majoring in sword attack and cutting. He was like a sword, so his eyes burst out strong sword Qi. This sword Qi was enough to make ordinary heavenly saints very embarrassed.

In front of the young man, his breath was just the holy land of the sun. It was not simple that he could stand the sword gas from his eyes.

The move of the middle-aged man with negative sword just now could not escape the woman's eyes, especially when the woman saw that Zhuo Wen was undamaged and calm under the sword spirit of the middle-aged man with negative sword, her beautiful eyes showed a moving color.

"Brother, can you transfer your ticket to the little girl? It's important for the little girl to go to Qinglian mansion this time." the woman smiled at Zhuo Wen.

At the moment, Zhuo Wen's eyes fell on the woman, revealing a startling color in his eyes.

I saw the beautiful hair hanging on her shoulders. She was beautiful and moving. She was like willows and poplars dancing in the east wind. She was beautiful and beautiful. Her eyebrows were light. She brushed the spring mountain. Her eyes condensed the autumn water. Her lips were the most cherry. Her white teeth were lined with two rows of broken jade. Her mouth was full of joy and laughter. In her bright eyes, she was a water light flow and a real beauty.

The beauty of this woman is very moving. She even makes much difference with mu chenxue, but their temperament is very different.

Mu chenxue is elegant by nature. Strangers are not allowed to enter. It is like a lotus that is not stained with mud. It is very soul stirring.

This woman's temperament is very different. She is elegant, has a trace of luxury, and her behavior is dignified and elegant, like a girl in a family.

Especially when the girl smiled with her lips bared, there was a trace of indescribable charm and softness in her smile, which made many martial artists around her look obsessed.

Zhuo Wen's eyes narrowed falsely, staring at the beautiful woman in front of him, but he said coldly: "sorry, this ticket is very important to me. It's inconvenient to transfer!"

As soon as this remark came out, the beautiful woman's face was stiff and slightly unnatural: "the ticket price should be a cloudy sacred weapon. The little woman is willing to pay twice the price to buy the ticket in your hand. If you still think it's not enough, it's better to discuss the empty sacred weapon."

As soon as this remark was made, many people around were surprised. They were surprised at the woman's wealth. They actually planned to buy the ticket to Qinglian mansion with empty sacred weapons. It can be said to be an extremely luxury.

If such a good thing falls on them, they will naturally promise it. At the same time, some people secretly guess the identity of this woman. If they can simply take out empty sacred weapons for trading, the forces behind it must be not simple.

Zhuo Wen frowned slightly, but shook his head and said, "sorry, this ticket is really useful to me. I'm not going to trade."

With that, Zhuo Wen was ready to leave here.

Boom!

However, when Zhuo Wen took a step, a terrible voice broke the air out of thin air.

Zhuo Wen's eyes were cold and suddenly stepped back a few steps. Immediately, the broken sound came as scheduled and hit the place where Zhuo Wen had just been.

Zhuo Wen took a closer look and found that what hit the ground was a dark giant sword, and Zhuo Wen, the owner of the giant sword, was no stranger. It was the weapon of the middle-aged man with the negative sword beside the woman.

"What does your excellency mean?" Zhuo Wen turned his head and stared at the middle-aged man darkly.

I don't know why, when the middle-aged man looked at Zhuo Wen's gloomy eyes, his heart was awe inspiring, as if he was looking at a cold poisonous snake.

However, the middle-aged man soon recovered his peace. He said in a deep voice: "my young lady has been low enough. Your boy must not appreciate it. If you don't want to have a bad situation, you'd better hand over the ticket. We don't take advantage of you and buy your ticket with empty sacred objects."

Zhuo Wen sneered. He didn't pay attention to the middle-aged man, but looked at the woman and said, "are you forced to buy and sell?"

The woman was silent for a moment. The jade hand gently lifted the hair and brushed the green silk behind her head. She shook her head and said, "we are not forced to buy or sell. Since you don't want to sell it to us, we don't embarrass you."

Then the woman looked at the man with the sword and said, "brother shuihui, let him go!"

The middle-aged man with a negative sword frowned and said in a deep voice, "Miss, those guys don't know when to catch up. If we miss this flight, we don't know when we can wait for the flight to Qinglian mansion again?"

"This son is just a holy land in the sunny sky. What important thing can I do to go to Qinglian mansion with this ticket? Can it be as important as us?"

The woman shook her head and said, "forget it, I'm not willing to do this thing. If you don't want to sell, it's useless for us to force you, and it's just a ticket, but we have five people, which is useless."

Hearing the speech, the middle-aged man with the sword fell into a long silence. Finally, he sighed, put away the huge sword and stood behind the woman.