Fantasy: I Can Summon Villains As Thugs

The man in the Taoist temple also had an unnatural expression. He would not be afraid if it was a pure holy stone competition, but it was so introverted that not only the holy stones but also the immortal stones came out, and the pressure was not ordinary.

The powerhouse of the undead sea.

The guardian of the imperial mausoleum.

The two also launched an attack after a brief hesitation.

"You fell in love too?" The strong man in the Sea of ​​Undead sent a voice transmission to the tomb guard in surprise. Although the scene of the immortal preaching the old things reappeared, the two were emotionally ups and downs, but they quickly suppressed it.

"Didn't you fall in love too?" the mausoleum guardian said humanely.

"Ha ha!"

The two looked at each other and smiled.

I understand.

The legacy of Taoist sages.

The Taoist ancestral scriptures are scattered outside.

Some people may be tempted, but the two of them are not among them. The mausoleum guard of the emperor's mausoleum silently thought in his heart: If this thing is put last, it is worth fighting for, but now, it is best to be a bad guy.

Four hundred and six billion holy stones.

Four hundred and seven billion holy stones.

Four hundred and eight billion holy stones.

Every intersection is like cutting flesh on the heart of a fuzzy man in the Taoist temple, making the corners of his mouth twitch continuously. This is because everyone seems to have seen their ambition to win, and thus deliberately 82 fix the high price.

"These people, good or bad!" The Emperor of the Yuhua Dynasty had strange eyes.

"It's a pity, no matter who gets the first item, it has nothing to do with the other three items!" The suzerain of Nine Dao Sect also lamented that it was impossible for him to have enough energy to bleed so much all at once.

"Why don't you do it!" The head of the Taoist sect looked eagerly at the senior from the Taoist temple. Many outsiders are competing for the Taoist ancestral scriptures, and even the ancestral court. Why is he still not doing it?

If it weren't for their inability, they would have already spoken first.

"No hurry!"

"No hurry!"

"No hurry!"

The vague man in the Taoist temple kept murmuring, closed his eyes suddenly, and kept repeating the chanting, suppressing the upset in his heart, reminding himself not to be spared by the calling outside.

One breath, two breaths, three breaths!

More than ten interest.

The fuzzy man in the Taoist temple never made a sound, and the fierce bidding sound was also slowed down. Although the goal of the Bronze Immortal Palace is worth the price, they would be a little reluctant if they really won it.

Good steel makes a knife's edge.

A once-in-a-lifetime opportunity cannot really be placed on the Bronze Immortal Palace, and should be exchanged for continuing supplies that can bring oneself one step closer.

"Wow!"

At this moment, the blurred man in the Taoist temple opened his black eyes, which were very clear, the confusion in his heart had been suppressed, and his eyes were calmly swept away.

Six Crowns~

Guardian of the Emperor's Mausoleum~

The powerhouse of the undead sea~!

These three people passed by with just a glance. The three of them just piled up this thing to a high point for the sake of booing, so as to squeeze out the next one to compete and not delay other competitions. It is not justified.

He glanced over again.

Jixia Academy's juvenile sacrificial wine.

The fourth patriarch of the Wang family of the Changsheng family.

Although these two people are full of energy, they are obviously lacking in confidence, especially the Jixia Academy's sacrificial wine is a little hesitant and hesitant at the moment, and their shouts are not convinced by the previous determination and speed, and they are not considered strong enemies.

look around.

finally.

His eyes fell on the old Buddhist monk, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and he said, "There is no old guy left!"

He didn't expect that his opponent was not a creature from the forbidden area, not the Jixia Academy and the Longevity Family, but a Buddhist cultivator competing for the supreme Taoist scriptures. He didn't know whether the opponent was sincere or intentional, but at this moment he said calmly: "Seven hundred Billion Saint Stone!"

Wow!

In the auction house, in the lobby, or in the VIP room, many people looked at the room at the same time and landed on the room where the man was. Some were relieved, while others were slightly surprised.

"Finally do it!"

The mausoleum guardian of the emperor's mausoleum had a slight surge of thoughts, and then he was no longer nephew.

Seventy billion.

Enough is enough.

Six crowns.

The guardian of the imperial mausoleum.

The two also (bjdd) nodded slightly, their purpose was to knock out a competitor, and since the vague man in the Taoist temple had paid this price, it would be impossible to pose any more threats in the future, there was no need to force him into a desperate situation , If this guy doesn't want it anymore, then resist yourself.

"Sacrificial wine?" Venerable Zhuqing asked hesitantly.

"That's all!"

"That's all!"

The young man Jijiu also shook his head and gave up. He already has a paradise, and the price is 70 billion, so there is no need to offend anyone because of it, just let nature take its course.

"call!"

The fourth patriarch of the Wang family also gave up, mainly because the vague man in the Taoist temple hadn't spoken for more than ten breaths before, so people couldn't figure out his weakness. It's not clear whether he really broke the boat or was planning to cheat others. receive.

"really!"

Looking around, seeing the sound of bidding all around reduced to 90%, the fuzzy man in the Taoist temple nodded in his heart and was a little grateful for his decision, otherwise, I am afraid that the competition will go up to a higher level.

"Seven hundred and three billion!" The old Buddhist monk suddenly said.

The eyes of the vague man in the Taoist temple froze slightly, while the rest of the people also froze. Looking at the old monk, even the mausoleum guards were surprised and said: "This old monk is still setting prices, and I am really not afraid that the other party will not smash it in his hands." in?"

Daoist stuff.

Buddhism is the most tasteless.

The old Buddhist monk didn't bother to explain, but sat there cross-legged, fingering the beads, unable to see the real expression.

"Seventy-four billion!"

"Seventy-five billion!"

The air is still.

The vague man in the Taoist temple transmitted voice: "Master Liuzang, are you not afraid that I will suddenly give up?"

The Huiyan of the Buddhist old monk just looked at the Huangting Sutra and praised: "It's so good, it's the best!"

This made the vague man in the Taoist temple grit his teeth and said, "Seven hundred and six billion!"

"Seventy-seven billion!"

"Seven hundred and eight billion!"

"Seventy-nine billion!"

"puff!"

The fuzzy man in the Taoist temple is really about to vomit blood, and the people outside are also terrified. At this level, they really don't know whether the old Buddhist monk has really entered the Bronze Immortal Palace, or is he deliberately entering the tunnel?

"Master Liuzang, I can let you have a look at the Huang Ting Jing, can we stop here?" The fuzzy man in the Taoist temple couldn't bear this kind of competition, even if he could get it, he would have to bleed.

"Goodness, so the best!"

"puff!"

The almost angry man in the Taoist temple was about to vomit blood, and the rest of the people also looked at him strangely. I am afraid that the old monk of Buddhism paid attention to this from the beginning, and what he wanted was the Taoist ancestral scripture.

Taking a deep breath, suppressing the ups and downs of Qi and blood, he said: "The Huang Ting Jing is my ancestral scripture of Taoism, and there are corresponding conditions for you to observe it. First, it is only once, and how much you can realize is your own good luck; second, you are not allowed to observe it forever. Third, Buddhism should also give corresponding things! If one of the three cannot be completed, then continue to rely on strength!"

"It's good, it's good, yes!" The old Buddhist monk happily agreed with a simple smile on his face. .