Best little divine farmer

In a moment, the bell in his hand rang, "I'm going to produce 13000 high-grade lingkuang."

Xiaoqi's face is more brilliant. As expected, only those third tier forces have the financial resources to bid.

"This thing belongs to Laozi. Don't try to rob me." Sorcery way trace complexion displeasure of see to this Luo Cha Ge Lord.

"Why, this thing is still owned by the auction house. How can it become yours? You are too rampant." The leader of Luocha Pavilion snorted and said slowly.

Just as they were shouting, suddenly, a third bidding appeared.

"Fifteen thousand."

This voice sounds very young, which also reveals a arrogant and arrogant color.

The Shura Pavilion leader and the Luocha Pavilion leader immediately stopped shouting and swearing, and looked in the direction of the voice.

"Yizhuang?"

"If they are sick, they will sell it by themselves and bid for it back?"

Both of them spurned the people in the room of the villa.

Tang Yifan and Linghu also feel a little strange.

This auction house is opened in Yizhuang. There are only two possibilities for them to bid. The first one is that this thing is consigned here for auction.

Tang Yifan recalled that the old thief said that this thing had fallen into the hands of Gu men, so Gu men should have put it here for auction.

I'm afraid they are also aware of the extraordinary nature of this thing, and it's only a disaster to keep it in their hands, so they should do it as soon as possible.

This auction is a good choice. No one will know who put it here. Only the people of Yizhuang will know.

The second is that the Yizhuang wants to earn more money and deliberately raises the price.

They are also gambling that someone will want it. After all, it belongs to the Tang clan.

"Prince Huang has offered 15000 top grade lingkuang mines. Is there a higher price than that?"

The joy on Xiaoqi's face was hard to cover up. The people on the first and second floors were speechless at this time. They looked at the attic in surprise.

It's 15000 top grade lingkuang, which is half higher than the starting price before.

With such financial resources, even a country can buy it directly.

"Xiao Qi, what are you doing? If no one asks for a price, it will drop." There was another shock in the room.

"15000 Shangpin lingkuang once... Twice..."

"I've offered 16000 pieces of lingkuang, no more."

The sorcery way mark a bite teeth, a ruthless, called out.

All the people on the scene were shocked and exclaimed, and they even increased the top grade lingkuang by 1000.

"Can you do it? Don't tear down your hometown of Shura. It's ugly if you can't get all the money together." The leader of Luocha Pavilion sneered.

However, just as the Shura pavilion was mainly fighting back, the young voice of the former Yizhuang came out again.

"Twenty thousand."

Time, silence.

Tang Yifan also felt a little frightened. What kind of financial resources it was. Although he didn't have any spiritual mineral, he could feel that the crown prince Huang was generous.

The heart decides, this person should be a dandy just right.

"Fifty thousand."

Just as the crowd was in shock, another voice rang out.

This voice is full of hoarse meaning, and the voice with a magical, people trance.

At this moment, not only Tang Yifan felt some incredible, but also the prince Huang in the Yizhuang ran out of the room with an angry face.

A roar, "who? You're not going to get along with me, are you? "

The crown prince Huang looks like he is in his early twenties. He is dressed in a Taoist robe, which is similar to the one he saw in Yizhuang. He should be the son of the Taoist.

Otherwise, how can there be such a great wealth and temper?

However, after the Yellow prince came out angrily, he looked around for a week, but no one was gnawing.

I can't help but look at the room of the demon family that has never appeared.

This yellow Prince unexpectedly diameter walks toward this demon clan room.

"If you dare to fight against me, it's nothing to hide in. Get out of here." A call to scold a voice, lift a foot to want to kick on the door.

However, the Yellow Prince's body was completely stiff before his feet fell down.

His eyes are full of blood.

At the same time, the auction house was covered by a powerful and unparalleled pressure.

Tang Yifan can't help but feel a burst of chest tightness, which is very familiar with the prestige.

It was when I came out of the demon Pavilion before that, I accidentally said one more word, and I was oppressed by a threat in the attic opposite.

The sweat on the forehead immediately condensed out.

"Poof."

What's more, Prince Huang spewed a mouthful of blood directly from his mouth, and his body shape flew upside down, falling from the third floor and heavily on the coffin of the first floor.

"Touch."

On the other hand, all the people in the first layer, wrapped up in Xiaoqi, are crawling on the ground, unable to rise under the pressure of this power.

The people on the second floor were slightly better, but the situation was not optimistic. Like the crown prince, he was pressed out with internal injuries and his mouth was bleeding.

"How are you, Yifan?"

Linghu is powerful. Under this pressure, it has not been greatly affected. He turns around and looks worried at Tang Yifan.

Immediately, the spirit fox released the true Qi and directly enveloped Tang Yifan.

"I'm fine. Don't worry about me

Tang Yifan shrugs and smiles slowly.

This sorcery path trace and two Luo Cha Ge Lord, facial expression also resemble Tang Yi Fan before same, very ugliness.

Obviously, he was oppressed by this power.

"In my villa, dare to ignore the rules and hurt people?"

Suddenly, another voice came.

This sound is like the old Dao Hongzhong, the decadent sound, which comes from every corner of the Yizhuang.

It's hard to tell where the person who made the sound is.

However, Tang Yifan can feel that the strength of the people who make this voice is not small, at least above the fifth level.

"Hum, Mr. Huang, I haven't seen you for ten years. How dare you talk to me like this?"

That a hoarse voice comes out again from the demon clan room.

"Big devil, you deliberately hurt my son. Do you want to revenge my son? If so, I will fight you to the death today. "

Huang Lao Dao roared, and his body suddenly collapsed from a red painted coffin in the attic.

Wearing a yellow Taoist robe and embroidered with Yin and Yang and eight trigrams on his back, Huang Laodao stood up in the air and glared at the room of the demon clan.

"Quack, quack. Ten years ago, you set me up so that we demons had to quit the ghost market. Now my injury has completely recovered. Do you think you can hurt me? "