Fairy Road

When Yellow Beard was desperately preparing to hand over the dark bronze medal to Bai Zhanyuan, there was another sound of bidding in the auction house.The voice is not very loud, and there is no elemental force in it, but every word hits the hearts of everyone in the field.After all, in such a situation, if one dares to continue to compete for auction items with the elder Bai Zhanyuan of the Cultivation Alliance, one must have strong confidence in one's own strength or the forces behind him.

The person who spoke soon appeared in everyone's eyes. It turned out to be a young man with an expressionless face. This man was dressed in a green shirt. His eyes were deep and hard to see through, but his every move seemed chic and elegant.

Bai Zhanyuan's spiritual sense swept away, but he couldn't see through this person's cultivation. His expression changed immediately, and he said with a smile: "This Taoist friend has a great handwriting, so Bai will add another 100 million low-grade spirit stones!"

1000 two million low-grade spirit stones!Everyone in the field is full of excitement. It seems that the Cultivation Alliance, which has been doing everything in the Ten Kingdoms of Cultivation, has encountered difficulties this time. Otherwise, with Bai Zhanyuan's character, he will never add another 100 million low-grade spirit stones Instead, it directly deters the other party from giving up the bid.

The man in the blue shirt looked at the yellow beard expressionlessly, and said without any emotion in his tone: "300 million low-grade spirit stones."

Bai Zhanyuan was already on the verge of riding a tiger, but he was thoughtful, and instead of being angry, he smiled and said, "Seeing that fellow Taoist is determined to get this item?" After speaking, he looked at the man in the blue shirt with burning eyes.

The man in the blue shirt remained expressionless, and said: "If you don't raise the price, I will take this item!"

Bai Zhanyuan's face turned cold, and his face became cloudy.Seeing Bai Zhanyuan's expression of hesitation, the yellow beard immediately looked at Bai Zhanyuan with embarrassment, his eyes showing embarrassment. In fact, he was quite fortunate in his heart. After all, the appearance of the man in the green shirt saved Bai Yunzong from a big problem. Loss.

Seeing Huang Huzi's embarrassed gaze, Bai Zhanyuan snorted and said with a sneer, "Elder Huang, Bai will definitely not increase the price of this item. If your Baiyun Sect wants to sell it to a monk with unknown origin, then you can buy it." Please..." After finishing speaking, he waved his sleeves and sat next to Hong Li.

A wry smile that was uglier than crying suddenly appeared on the yellow beard's face, he nodded and bowed to Bai Zhanyuan and said, "Elder Bai, this... this is an auction after all...you see...don't embarrass the villain anymore It's gone." Huang Huzi said this, on the surface, he was quite respectful to Bai Zhanyuan, but in his heart he had already decided to sell the bronze medal to the man in the green shirt. After all, 300 million low-grade spirit stones are even for a sect In other words, it is also a considerable amount of wealth, and Yellow Beard naturally knows that if this wealth is lost in his own hands, the suzerain's anger is by no means something that a mere foreign affairs elder like him can bear.

Bai Zhanyuan looked at the yellow beard with a sneer, and then at the man in the blue shirt, and said to himself, "You don't want to save face, but don't regret it when the time comes!"

Yellow Beard's face turned pale when he heard it, but it's irreversible.The man in the green shirt didn't pay any attention to Bai Zhanyuan's words, a storage bag appeared in his right hand, and said in his mouth: "Bring that object up!"

Soon, a disciple of the Baiyun Sect delivered the dark bronze medal to the private room of the man in the green shirt, and then handed it to the yellow beard with the storage bag full of spirit stones.After the yellow beard was slightly stunned, he announced in a low tone that the auction was over.

As soon as the auction was announced to be over, Yuanli began to criss-cross in the auction field, causing chaos.After all, when auctioning in the auction house, fighting between monks is not allowed. This is a rule set by the Cultivation Alliance, and it is also a habit that the entire Cultivation World does not become.Therefore, as soon as Yellow Beard announced the end of the auction, several monks from various parties lurking in the dark started to move.After all, to come to the auction house to bid for good things, one must not only have strong financial resources, but also have strength or influence beyond ordinary people. Otherwise, things that have just been bought at a high price may change hands in a short time. possible.

But at this moment, the most dangerous thing is the man in the green shirt who won the bronze medal. The opportunity to join the Three Immortals is what most monks want. Many people are gearing up, some want to take it directly, and some want to fish in troubled waters. The most eye-catching one is the group of people next to Hong Li, the second prince of Xiang Kingdom. Bai Zhanyuan and several strong men at the peak of the Golden Core stage also had two mysterious figures in black clothes and hats.The aura emanating from these two mysterious figures is no weaker than that of Bai Zhanyuan, who was in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, so all the monks in the auction who wanted to take advantage of the man in the green shirt were just watching the changes, looking at Hong. Will Li and his team act first?

And the man in the green shirt was sitting in the private room without arrogance or rashness, holding a cup of spirit tea in one hand, and holding the dark bronze medal in the other hand, he kept looking at it, although he still looked expressionless, but From the slight change in his sitting posture, it can still be seen that there is still a slight fluctuation in his heart.Of course, I don't know if this fluctuation is because of the dark bronze medal, or because of Hong Li and the others who are staring at him.

At this time, Wang Hao was optimistic and sat in the private room with Hong Sheng Qier. Before that, he had already sent a voice transmission to the two of them. Guard your consciousness, give up resistance, let yourself put the two of them into the storage space.

When Hong Sheng heard that Wang Hao was going to put himself into the storage space, his heart shuddered. In his opinion, how could people enter the storage space? Even if they could, they would inevitably be suffocated inside.But Qi'er's wide-eyed nod without hesitation dispelled Hong Sheng's thought of asking.After all, although Hong Sheng looks dull, he is actually extremely intelligent in his heart.

The situation on the field was about to explode, those who were weaker in the auction field left early in a hurry, while those who stayed in the field and refused to leave mostly had confidence in their own strength.Of course, Wang Hao is not included among these people. Wang Hao is waiting now, waiting for the situation to be triggered, and leave this place while taking advantage of the chaos!

All the focus was on the man in the blue shirt!But Bai Zhanyuan and others not only stared at the man in the green shirt, but also looked towards Wang Hao from time to time.

Finally, when everyone's patience was almost reaching its limit, the man in green shirt slowly got up and put the dark bronze medal into his storage bag, looked around, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, as if he was sneering, and his figure was like lightning. Like flying out of the auction house.

Immediately, several figures followed closely behind.With a thought in Wang Hao's mind, Hong Sheng and Qi'er entered the sky-replenishing ring, and then they also burst into stature, following the green-clothed man and rushing out of the auction site.

As soon as he rushed out of the auction house, Wang Hao felt that several powerful spiritual senses had already locked him firmly, while the man in the blue shirt was flying slowly in mid-air, as if to The coveted meaning of the crowd doesn't care about the general at all.

Finally, someone couldn't help but make a move. Behind Hong Li, an old man at the peak of the Golden Core stage yelled loudly, and the magic weapon rushed towards the man in green shirt like a frightened bird.

However, the other people around Hong Li did not make a move. It seemed that this was just a temptation.

However, the masters of Jindan late stage use their own natal magic weapon to strike with all their strength, and its power is enough to shake the heavens and the earth.Immediately, there was a whistling wind in the air, and surging energy, and saw that the magic weapon was about to beckon to the man in the blue shirt.

The man in the green shirt stretched out his right hand indifferently, and with a flash of red light in his hand, the talisman of the golden core old man shattered into powder, and the old man at the peak of the golden core also spurted out a mouthful of blood, his face wide open like ashes. He stared at the man in the green shirt in horror!

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