Doomsday Sanctuary

Snapped!

The blood wood bead held by Jian Xiaochen's left hand shattered and turned into a powder.

Jian Xiaochen's face was stiff, his eyes were lost, and his face was no longer as light as before.

There was a sound of inhalation in the hall, one by one looked at Jian Xiaochen with a trace of sympathy, and the twelve cases did not bid until the last moment, just hitting Jian Xiaochen's face.

This is Shengsheng's thoughts of knocking Jian Xiaochen, who had climbed to the top of the mountain, into the mud again, directly and violently shattering Jian Xiaochen.

Too ruthless!

There is no lack of anger in everyone's heart. If you hit people without slapping your face, you will compete in normal competition. Why do you have to do this? You have to completely crush people's hopes!

Shuang Lenghe originally wanted to sarcasm a few words, but at this moment, he was suddenly speechless. He felt a little sympathetic to Jian Xiaochen, and was even more fortunate. If he made the last bid, he would have made this step too.

Although they are first-class forces, they do not have much status in front of the twelve sects. In the conflict of interest with the twelve sects, their first-class forces are always the weak and the party that compromises.

Therefore, many of the first-class sects and the twelve sects have resentment, but they dare not show it.

Everyone in the hall felt uncomfortable, but Yan Qing was happy. As expected, twelve bids were made.

Fight! The more you fight, the better!

Yan Qing put away the hammer in his hand and looked at the VIP room of the temples:

"The temples are bidding seven billion, no one is bidding?"

"Seven billion I want to win a Celestial God Soldier, Mas, you think too much! My Saint Beast Mountain bid 7.5 billion!"

At this time, a loud voice resounded in the hall.

"Xuandong, you are not magnificent! I bid 8 billion from the Heavenly Mansion!"

At this time, another voice sounded in the hall.

Eight billion, really worthy of a super sect, rose to eight billion as soon as it shot, and there was a sigh in the hall.

Many people looked at Jian Xiaochen and found that he was sitting quietly with no expression on his face, as if he had recovered indifferently.

Shuang Lenghe looked at Jian Xiaochen and sighed in his heart. Although it was hostile just now, he felt helpless at this moment.

However, no one paid attention to Jian Xiaochen at this time, the twelve cases had already competed, and now it was the battlefield of the twelve cases, and everyone would be spectators.

However, at this time, the price has begun to be cautious. Above 8 billion, it has begun to increase by 110 million.

"I don't think you can increase it like this. It's too long-winded. One price will determine the winner. I asked the mansion to bid 9 billion yuan. Whoever is higher than this price, I won't be bidding!"

Tianwen Fuchen Yi Tianzun seemed to be annoyed, and directly raised the price to nine billion.

At this time, Xuantong Hong said:

"Nine billions want to win the Universe Streaming Gap, you think too much, my Saint Beast Mountain bids 9.1 billion!"

Chen Yi said helplessly:

"Okay! You bull, I want to quit!"

At this time, in the boxes of the temples, Mas's voice came out, and he said loudly:

"Xuandong, is 9.1 billion a lot? My temples bid 9.5 billion!"

Xuantong Hong said:

"9.6 billion!"

Mashong said:

"Ninety-seven billion yuan, Xuantong wants to be richer than all my temples, you are not good at Saint Beast Mountain!"

Xuantong said coldly:

"Yes, your temples will be exploited. Our Saint Beast Mountain can't match, but don't even think about it, 9.8 billion!"

Mas snorted coldly:

"You are jealous, don't compete without money, my temples bid 10 billion!"

There was an exclamation in the hall, ten billion, isn't it money? It really deserves to be a super power, ten billion, really willing.

Xuantong's face was green, and he opened his mouth a few times, but in the end he didn't say anything. Although 10 billion bought a Tianzun God Soldier, it was not a loss, but it was a little beyond his bottom line.

The authority given to him by the sect is 10 billion, so don't grab it if it exceeds 10 billion.

Mashong said:

"Xuandong can't follow?"

Xuantong Hong said:

"You take it to play!"

Mas faintly smiled:

"Then I'm welcome!"

"I bid 11 billion!"

At this moment, a clear voice suddenly sounded in the hall, and Ma Si's face became stiff when he heard this, and he looked up.

At this moment, everyone looked at Jian Xiaochen who stood up with shocked eyes. I don't know what he was crazy about. Ten billion, did he take it out?

Yan Qing looked at Jian Xiaochen and said:

"This VIP, please use the bidder to bid!"

Jian Xiaochen looked at Yan Qing and said:

"I don't have enough amethyst on my card!"

"Bold!"

At this time, there was a loud shout in the hall, and Mars stood up and shouted in a deep voice:

"Jian Xiaochen, Amethyst is not enough for you to stand up and bid, you are disturbing the order of the auction, you should be expelled from the auction!"

Yan Qing was also a little embarrassed at this time, raising his eyes to look at VIP Box 1, hoping to get Di Ping's instructions.

At this moment, Jian Xiaochen suddenly said loudly:

"I don't have enough amethyst, but I don't know if your bank can trade things off?"

"This!"

Yan Qing was taken aback for a moment, then looked at Box One again.

Ma Si said in a deep voice:

"Purchase something, if you think it's wrong, shoot if you have money, and get rid of me if you don't have money!"

Jian Xiaochen looked at Ma Si suddenly, his eyes flickered, and he said in a deep voice:

"Ma Si, you are too anxious! The auction house hasn't spoken yet, what qualifications do you have to be the master! And you are the same heavenly, you respect it, otherwise I don't mind fighting with you!"

Ma Si's expression was slightly stagnant when he heard this. Although Jian Xiaochen is a casual cultivator, his strength is definitely not weaker than him. He may be stronger than him. Life and death fights, but that requires the fall of one party as the prerequisite, he said solemnly:

"Well, it depends on how shame you are!"

Then he sat down with a gloomy expression.

Jian Xiaochen looked at Yanqing and waited for Yanqing's answer. Yanqing looked at Box No.1, and the whole hall was deadly silent. He looked at Box No.1 and waited for the answer.

"can!"

After a long while, suddenly a clear voice sounded in the hall.