sun devour

Chapter 312

"That thing, no matter what the price is, I will get it!"

Mo Yan's eyes were black and glowing, and his tone was very decisive.

According to him, Yu Xiaojie already possessed four fragments. If he gets this again, the result of the future duel will be obvious.

"Oh"

The heart of the man called Brother Peng moved.

"One thousand pieces of black-grade wood-patterned jade is not a small amount, but for our Peng family, it's still affordable." The man said proudly.

A thousand pieces, to the Peng family, one of the guardian families in all directions, that is really nothing. The family background makes him full of confidence, but at this time, he wants to strive for the greatest benefit.

No one will do anything that is not beneficial.

"If you have any request, Brother Peng just ask."

Mo Yan naturally also heard his tone, and his eyebrows were clustered indistinctly, but he couldn't help him at this time.

"Brother Mo Yan, what are you talking about? We are like brothers. If you have a request, how could I not agree? It's just that, from now on, our Peng family and the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Demons can be of the same mind."

The man's tone was polite, but he secretly said that from now on, all you demons will follow my Peng family, with me as the leader.

Mo Yan frowned, his eyes flickered several times, and finally made up his mind.

"no problem!"

"Okay, Brother Mo Yan is really refreshing, Brother Yu still has [-] coins on him, so I will give you all of them!"

The man slapped his palm, and he was overjoyed, and immediately took out a pile of patterned jade from the ring.

"Two thousand pieces!"

With confidence, Moyan directly increased from [-] to [-], which increased by as much as [-] at once.

"Two thousand one hundred!"

Yu Xiaojie frowned.

Why does this magic flame have such confidence?Where did he get so many tattoos?

Thinking about it, his face became a little more dignified.

This fragment must be obtained, if it is given to Mo Yan, the consequences will be disastrous.

Mo Yan's inheritance, only he himself knows, what is the identity of that mysterious divine master, what is his ability, why did he fall in such a remote small star field, all this makes Yu Xiaojie unable to let go.

A person who possesses a divine weapon, such a person is enough to laugh at the universe, but he has fallen, and even the divine weapon of his destiny has been broken. Who is his opponent?
"Presumably that kind of black flame is also part of that character's inheritance?"

Yu Xiaojie's heart was churning, gray energy, which was derived from devouring the source of life, and there has never been any resistance.

And now, that weird black flame is not affected by the gray energy. One can imagine how terrifying a person with such great energy is.

"I don't believe it, you can spell Wenyu better than me?"

Yu Xiaojie sneered.

Gritting his teeth, a drop of spiritual milk dripped out from the ring, his spiritual thought flashed, he took half a drop, and the room suddenly buzzed.

Xia Ye has been completely petrified, she is insane!

He couldn't believe the facts in front of him, what did he see?The success rate of refining black-grade grain jade has reached a terrifying one-fourth!

His heart surged violently, and he felt that his chest was about to explode.

As a descendant of the Xia family, the family also has a mysterious-level wood-type pattern master, but the master's recognized master-level success rate, in front of this young man, the gap is not a little bit worse!

A young man has actually surpassed the master of the Xuan-level formation pattern!
what is this?evildoer?monster?God?
"Spiritual milk?!"

Xia Ye's eyes popped open.

Actually use spiritual milk to refine grain jade?

He really wanted to scream, really wanted to howl like crazy.

Spiritual milk is limited. Although Xia Ye is the eldest son of the Xia family, his talent is not very outstanding, so he only took two drops when he was born and when he was promoted to the clan.

But at this time, Yu Xiaojie took out the spiritual milk to supplement the consumption of his spiritual thoughts, how could this make him feel embarrassed?
In the auction house, mouths opened and closed, 'cocoa' was heard endlessly, and so was the old auctioneer.

"Two thousand seven hundred!"

Asking the price again, Mo Yan's heart tightened, and a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes.

"Could it be."

He suddenly remembered that Yu Xiaojie is a spirit body of four lines!Suddenly, I felt pain in my heart.

"Looks like I can't get it"

Yu Xiaojie is a divine master, he knows very well that refining grain jade is nothing to him at all.

"Don't be too happy!" Mo Yan's eyes flickered.

"It seems to be useless."

He took out another [-] Wenyu pieces and returned them to the man surnamed Peng.

"What?" The man was taken aback.

He was still an imposing person just now, so why did he just go away?

"Brother Peng, don't worry, what Mo Yan promised will never change." Mo Yan said.

"Hehe, that's not true. Brother Mo Yan, do you know that person?"

"En." Mo Yan nodded.

The room fell silent, and the man frowned.

There are really not many people who can make Mo Yan take the initiative to admit defeat, at least except for the time at the ruins, he has never been defeated by anyone.

"Is it him?"

The man was shocked.

"But, how did the Xia family know him?" The man frowned.

You must know that even though they are both guardian families of the Holy City, there is still a secret rivalry between the four families.

At present, the Peng family is ranked second, and the Xia family is in third place.

"Two thousand eight hundred!"

The sky-high price was called out from his mouth, but Yu Xiaojie's expression did not change.

For a long time, there was no sound from VIP Room No. [-], and the audience fell into an eerie silence, and the old auctioneer hadn't reacted yet.

"Hey, isn't there any more?"

Yu Xiaojie snorted lightly, and the corner of his mouth curled up in a triumphant arc.

Although the cultivation base is slightly behind, but compared to Wenyu, there is no comparison!

"Two thousand eight hundred!"

Yu Xiaojie deliberately conveyed some spiritual thoughts in his voice, and the whole audience buzzed.

"Uh, two thousand and eight hundred pieces? Hiss."

The auctioneer was taken aback for a moment, and when he came back to his senses, he immediately took a long breath of cold air.

"My God, what did he just say? Two thousand and eight hundred pieces of black-grade wood jade? Did I hear correctly?"

"How is this possible? How could he have so many black jade tattoos on his body?"

Immediately, there was a lot of discussion in the auction house, and the sound wave was like a tsunami, and the entire auction house was about to be blown away.

Outside Jubao Pavilion, some people also vaguely heard some voices.

"Two thousand and eight? What two thousand and eight? Two thousand and eight hundred grain pills, how do you use them?"

Some people got tangled up and couldn't figure out what the people who participated in the auction were thinking.

"Dangdangdang!"

The old auctioneer rang the bell several times with a small hammer.

"Quiet!"

As the tide of sound settled, everyone also tried their best to suppress the excitement in their hearts.

They witnessed the birth of a sky-high price!

(End of this chapter)