Underworld exchange group

Chapter 1137
Tears streaming down my face, it’s too bullying, everyone bet together, betting on money, cars, houses, everything, but you come and say that I have no money, I will put the atomic bomb on, don’t scare people like this of.

The light banner of the Twelve Capitals is the innate treasure that has dominated the war between the two religions. It is a mythical existence. It has appeared in the auction house. How much money can it buy? Will lose, Yaozu will not decline from now on, so that the Chanjiao family dominates.

Who is this person? Why is the Twelve Capital Heavenly Divine Light Banner in his hands?

Zhang Fan glanced lightly at the scene: "Why, you don't believe this is true?"

Without waiting for them to reply, Zhang Fan shook a little, and the Twelve Capitals Heavenly Light Banner placed on the treasure platform rose immediately, emitting a dazzling golden light.

Emperor Jin Guang was able to use the divine light of the Twelve Capital Heavenly Divine Light Banners to suppress the God of War Bo Guang in the heavenly court in an instant, not to mention these low-level characters in the auction house, when the light shone, they immediately wailed and screamed. crushed to the ground.

"Really, it's really the light banner of the Twelve Capitals."

Even Sword Immortal Gu Xu made the sound of a sword cry.

"Let's start bidding."

Zhang Fan withdrew the spell and said lightly.

Just kidding, whoever dares to ask for a price, who has the money but doesn't have the courage, whoever takes the photo of the Twelve Capitals God's Light Banner, will be hunted down by gods and Buddhas all over the world if he goes out of this door.

This thing is not something that ordinary people can have.

The auction house fell silent again. No one dared to bid, and the face of the treasure seller turned green and pale. If no one bid, it would be regarded as a failed auction. Naturally, Zhang Fan lost the treasure fight. Lost Dou Bao, of course the items belonging to Dou Bao belong to the auction house.

That is the Twelve Capitals Heavenly Light Banner. To them, it is not a treasure, but a deadly poison. I bet that if Zhang Fan leaves the Twelve Capitals Heavenly Light Banner today, this auction house will be bloodbathed overnight , this is a certainty.

Half a minute later, still no one bid.

Gollum!

The treasure seller swallowed Kou's saliva with difficulty.

According to the usual rhythm, it is time to call the number, but do the treasure sellers dare to call the number?That was like ringing his own death knell, he said with difficulty: "Let's forget about Doubao."

Zhang Fan shook his head solemnly: "How can this be counted? How can the rules of many years be destroyed in my hands."

The treasure seller wants to cry but has no tears. You are not happy anymore. The one who suffers is clearly our auction house.

"I said, shouldn't it be time to call the number?"

Quiet, deathly silent.

That's easy.

The treasure sellers were crying, and now there are only two roads in front of them. One is a genre auction house that accepts the Twelve Capitals Tianshen Guangqi Banner. This is a dead end, and it is the kind of dead light. If Zhang Fan wins the battle, he must offer both hands of Immortal Duan Ren.

"Shangxian, let's leave this matter as it is, okay..."

"My auction house will pack another meeting gift for you."

Zhang Fan shook his head and said, "Your family opened the door to do business, so there's no reason why you broke the rules."

"This……"

When you open the door to do business, you must be prepared for all kinds of ghosts and monsters. This is not a question of immorality. Since the rules are set like this, then you have to admit that if you don’t have diamonds, don’t do porcelain work.

The value of the Tenshen Light Banner of the Twelve Capitals is unmatched by countless Broken Blades, let alone a damaged one of the hundred swords, even a complete one of the hundred swords is far from being able to compare with the Twelve Capitals of the Tenshen Light Banner , this flag is enough to suppress the protoss with five-yuan Tianzun's combat power, and the power that can be enhanced by one of the hundred swords is only one-yuan combat power, and there is a difference of four or five levels in the middle, which is equal to the gap between a low-level magic weapon and a magic weapon. sentenced.

Anyone with a good eye can see that Zhang Fan definitely won Doubao, but no one dares to bid, but if the auction house is sincere, it should offer the Wuchang Blade, but it is still here, it is simply cheating , I want to bully the shoppers.

But is this guest so easy to deceive?Just for fun, the person holding the light banner of the Twelve Capitals.

"What is the origin of this person?"

"It's him, it must have been him just now." Gu Lai was forced to retreat before entering the private room just now, and he felt strange in his heart. Lin Ziyang didn't have such a strong cultivation level, so it could only be this person.

Gu Xu Jianxian said: "It is said that this treasure has always been in the hands of Emperor Jin Guang, the Great Emperor of the Heavenly Court. How could it have fallen into his hands? What is even more surprising is that he even took it to the auction house to fight the treasure."

Lin Shao was stunned, and he also wanted to know who Zhang Fan was.

Mengmengda's smiling eyes narrowed into crescent moons, secretly giving Zhang Fan a thumbs up.

The treasure seller sighed helplessly: "Your Majesty, later!"

For such a big matter, he can't be the master himself, not even the shopkeeper, he has to find the boss of the auction house. Undying Broken Blade is collected from the same batch, and the price may not be high when he receives it, but seeing Everyone feels sorry for the loss of tens of billions of treasures.

It didn't take long to be back.

"We can all see that the Heavenly Divine Light Banner of the Twelve Capitals is far above the Immortal Duanren. Your Majesty has won the battle of treasures, and the Immortal Duanren belongs to your Majesty..."

At the end of the sentence, the auction house was in an uproar, and 1000 billion was just for naught.

The elders of the Maiden Sect and the Hongtian Sect, including the Guxu Sword Sect, who came here excitedly sighed. They really hoped that the auction house would give Zhang Fan's Twelve Capitals Heavenly Light Banner to Zhang Fan. It's dark, they don't dare to contaminate the light flag of the Twelve Capitals, but it doesn't prevent them from buying the Immortal Broken Blade, well, it's in Zhang Fan's hands now.

"It's a pity, the tokens of the ancestors of the sect have finally fallen by the wayside." Master Huang Fu looked disappointed.

"Yes!" The chief elder also sighed helplessly.

Everyone in the Hongtian Sect is also embarrassed, but this divine sword that contains part of the heaven-level swordsmanship just missed it.

"Hee hee..." Mengmeng laughed privately: "After following this fairy for so long, I finally learned a little bit." Someone who was famous for digging expressed his satisfaction with Zhang Fan's performance today.

"Don't worry, Master, this disciple will definitely get the sect token."

Everyone in the Maiden Sect laughed and shook their heads, no one took a little disciple's words seriously.

"This is Ye Xiaochai?" the short and fat Tianhongzong chief elder Tong asked, looking at Mengmengda's face, he couldn't help but nodded: "It's very good!"

Yang Chongming fixed his gaze on Mengmeng's pretty face frantically. The female disciple, whom even the chief elder praised, really did not like the wrong person.

The cute Liu Mei frowned slightly: "Master, you want to promise your disciple to this Yang Zongming disciple of Hongtianzong?"

Huang Fu nodded: "Exactly!"

For Yang Zongming, Huang Fu is still very satisfied. He has a dignified appearance, and his cultivation level is twice as high as that of a young man. He is almost always a disciple of the Hongtian Sect. He can choose whoever he likes.

"Disciple disagrees!"

The faces of Elder Tong and Yang Zongming changed, and Elder Tong's face became even more gloomy.

"Why?" Master Huang Fu was very puzzled. If Yang Zongming hadn't taken a liking to Mengmeng's beauty, he could have found a girl with higher cultivation base and better talent in the Maiden Sect. In Master Huang Fu's opinion, Yang Zongming It is a great blessing for Zong Ming to have a crush on her.

"He is not worthy of a disciple!" Mengmeng said bluntly.

"Hahaha..." Elder Tong laughed gloomyly: "Junior Sister Huang, your disciple is so arrogant, I want to ask, what kind of person is worthy of you."

Mengmengda said: "At least you have to be tall, rich and handsome. Ah, you don't understand what is tall, rich and handsome. You need to be tall, have money in your family, and have an online appearance. Now add another one, and you have to be Tianzun."

"Heaven, Tianzun..." The junior sisters beside him were all dumbfounded.

Tianzun was not uncommon in ancient times, but as far as their level is concerned, Tianzun is too high and unattainable, how could they fall in love with disciples like them.

"Stop talking nonsense..." Seeing Elder Tong's face darken, Master Huang Fu yelled angrily.

"Hahaha..." Elder Tong said, "Junior Sister Huang, you disciple is so ambitious, it's great to be so, I'd like to see, who can replace you in this battle between the Maiden Sect and the Chongling Sect? You go ahead."

After finishing speaking, Elder Tong flicked his sleeves, snorted coldly, and angrily led his disciples away.

"Senior Brother Tong, Senior Brother Tong, if you have something to say, speak up..."

(End of this chapter)