Fantasy: I Can Summon Villains As Thugs

"Sixty million holy stones!" the mausoleum guard said humanely.

Juvenile offering wine.

Buddhist monk.

The fuzzy man in the Taoist temple.

These people all looked at the same.

There was surprise and tension in his eyes.

"He's doing it too!" The fourth patriarch of the Longevity Family felt troubled. He had already investigated the auction house several times in the past few days, and he clearly knew that the mausoleum guardian of the emperor's mausoleum was the host... so far. One item was never taken.

And its financial strength is beyond doubt.

"It's dangerous!" The young man Jijiu also said in a good way, looking at the wing room where the mausoleum guards are located, and whispered to himself: "After all, there are not so many people in the world who are willing to be servants. Emperor Cheng, with ambition..."

The female quasi-emperor of the black golden ruler.

Elegant man.

A tall man.

The three quasi-emperors frowned unanimously, feeling the solemnity of the atmosphere. From the beginning of the auction until now, only two people bid for 19, but the sense of oppression suffocated everyone.

"Give up!" The mangpao prince of the Dali Dynasty was powerless, and the two quasi-emperors bid one after another, even if the voice was very soft, the invisible oppressive force was enough to suffocate, and even the competition could not inspire courage.

"Give up now?" The python-robed prince of the Dali Dynasty didn't hide his voice, and the people in the hall below all sighed when they heard it. They never thought that such a big man who oppressed just from the beginning would leave the stage.

A person at the peak of the Supreme Realm is also one of the best in the Emperor's Domain, but here the competition has retreated before it even started.

Chu Chan Supreme said with emotion: "I'm afraid it's not just the python-robed prince who backs down, even the quasi-emperor is timid."

"Seventy million holy stones!" the strong man from the Undead Sea said.

"Eighty million holy stones!" said the fourth ancestor of the longevity family.

"Ninety million holy stones!" The mausoleum guards bid again.

"One trillion!" Feng Nie took a deep breath in the No. 4 box, suppressing the trembling and regret in her heart, she would have chosen the first ride if she had known that the things the host had put out were so outrageous.

"This is a trillion yuan?" Chu Ji, the lord of the Goddess Palace, opened her eyes wide. It's not that there are no auctions that have broken a trillion yuan in the past, but this situation is too shocking. It was done quietly, as if it happened naturally. trillion.

Unlike previous auctions where one could almost infer who would get such an item after it reached a trillion yuan, the current competition is full of confusion, and no one knows who will be the final winner.

are competing.

They all hold the heart of must-win.

The main reason is that there are too many people competing.

No less than with one hand.

On the auction stage, Huo Yaoluo had a sweet smile on her face. Naturally, she liked this scene very much. Seeing the bidding of many big figures, her smile became even wider, and she said: "Senior Feng in VIP Room No. Is there anyone taller than her...!"

"One trillion and ten million!"

"One trillion and twenty million!"

"One trillion and thirty million!"

The corners of Feng Nie's mouth twitched slightly as she watched the crazy soaring price in front of her eyes. The joy brought by the last item sent for auction had long since disappeared, and the one trillion and sixty million in her hand might not last long.

"One trillion and forty million!" said the guardian of the emperor's mausoleum.

"One trillion and fifty million!"

The female quasi-emperor of the black golden ruler.

Elegant man.

A tall man.

All three of them were silent at the same time, the price was too high... If the three of them teamed up, they might have the power to compete in the first battle, but their relationship is far from being as close as it seems on the surface.

They are willing to borrow if they compete for the same skill or a good fetish, but this is the quota for becoming an emperor. Who doesn't want to become an emperor themselves? And how can they lend the holy stone to others to watch the birth of a great emperor?

Each of them has a force behind them, even if they get along fairly well, but no one speaks in this regard, but watches the bidding of others in silence.

"One trillion and sixty million holy stones!" Feng Nie said bitterly. The holy stones he just got were spent before they were warmed up. It was a pain in his heart that he even gave up the idea of ​​giving up the competition.

"Senior Jijiu...!" Some elders in the VIP room where Jixia Academy is located said anxiously and nervously, the price far exceeded their expectations, if one trillion and fifty million

Even if two trillion yuan can be won, they can grit their teeth and make it together, but this is too much.

One trillion and sixty million and there is still no end in sight.

Probably two trillion.

even more.

Can't take it either.

After all, the Jixia Academy has only risen in recent years, and its background is limited. It is really difficult to take out so many holy stones at once...

"One trillion and seventy million holy stones!"

"Ugh!"

"Forget it!"

The young man sighed in despair.

The figure is lonely.

Even if there are many people around, it can't hide the feeling of loneliness and loss.

"If Xiaoyang is here, maybe it will be a different ending!" The young man Jijiu said lonely, but everyone around him knew who he was talking about Xiaojin, the current dean of Jixia Academy, the quasi-emperor in the imperial domain The top three cattlemen.

Venerable Zhuqing's eyes also flashed disappointment. He supported the young man offering wine, but he also knew that the young man offering wine was different from other quasi-emperors. To support him in such a highly competitive bid.

However, the holy stones that Jixia Academy can take out are limited, even if they work together to sell them off, in the end...it's not enough to write, and it may be a good idea to give up now.

"One trillion and eighty million holy stones! 173" said the strong man in the sea of ​​undead.

Buddhist monk.

The fuzzy man in the Taoist temple.

The fourth patriarch of the Longevity family.

These people also fell into hesitation and hesitation.

The price point is already high.

Are you really going to bite the bullet and take it?

"Two trillion!"

Suddenly, a woman's cold voice overwhelmed the audience, allowing those who were still hesitating to make a choice instantly, and also made more people follow the source of the voice.

"Two trillion holy stones!" Feng Nie repeated, her clear and cold eyes were incomparably determined and tenacious, the fetish that the host took out exceeded her expectations.

But, what if it is possible to become a great emperor steadily, not to mention only these holy stones, even if there are a little more?

before coming.

She is holding Chengdi.

Exchange the Immortal King's Saber for a chance to become an emperor.

Just an opportunity.

Success and failure are hard to tell.

And now.

A real opportunity is in front of you, as long as you win the competition, you can become an emperor, without those uncertain factors, so there is no hesitation and hesitation.

"The right to be an immortal king's sword is exchanged for an opportunity to become an emperor, and this extra holy stone is a guarantee on the road to becoming an emperor...!" She pursed her lips and said softly, with unparalleled determination in her expression. .