Heavenly God Mnemonic

"Jin Eleven Lang, since I think it's cheaper, how can I increase the price by 40 million?"

In the VIP area, another strange man in a mysterious robe, with double horns, passed through two strings of beads in his ear holes. Under his smile, a pointed yellow tooth was revealed, which was very scary.

Jin Eleven Langjun's face sank, and he hummed, "Old Monster Chimu, shoot and shut up if you don't. This is not a place to chat."

Chimu "haha" smiled, and the smile cooled down, and said coldly: "Six trillion!"

Lord Jinshiyi's face changed drastically, his face was full of anger and murderousness.

Ziran said: "Six trillion yuan once, is there a higher price? Everyone auctions and the auction is kind, and the price is just fine, no more nonsense, no expressions. Jin Shiwen Langjun said Yes, this is not a place for chatting. To chat, after the auction is over, you can find a hotel and open a room to chat."

The atmosphere in front of him was a little wrong, and Ziran made a decisive decision to remind everyone.

"Six hundred and one hundred billion."

In the front row of the VIP area, Lan Feng, who had been closing his eyes and rested, suddenly opened his eyes, shot out two blue lights, and said slowly.

Both Jinxi Langjun and Chimu changed their complexions, and Lan Feng stepped in, fearing it would be extremely troublesome.

Akagi thought for a while, then said: "Six hundred and two hundred billion."

"Sixty-three hundred billion."

In the ordinary auction area, a vigorous voice sounded.

Everyone looked at him, a man in a gray robe with a black mask on his face. He couldn't see his face at all. He had a profound cultivation base, and he was actually a lord of a thousand realms.

At this time, only the Lord of Thousand Worlds dared to compete with the people in the VIP area.

Yang Qingxuan couldn't help but frowned. They were all six trillion yuan, and they were still so popular. The price was probably too high to bear.

Jin Shiyi Langjun said in a deep voice: "Sixty-five hundred billion!"

Lan Feng said: "66 trillion."

The gray robe said humanely: "Sixty-seven hundred billion."

Everyone dare not jump too much. One hundred billion will be added carefully to see who can't bear to collapse first.

Akagi almost roared and said, "Seven trillion!"

There was silence for a while, and Lan Feng continued: "Seven thousand one hundred billion."

Akagi's pupils became dark and heavy, and the aura on his body faintly flowed, but he quickly controlled his emotions and calmed down.

Neither Lan Feng nor the rules of the auction venue were offended by him.

Lord Jinshield also slowly closed his eyes, his face full of gloom and resentment, as well as traces of murderous aura.

Yan Shigu had a good guess. He just wanted to use the God King Iron to let the Purple Heart God King help him break through to the thousand realms. For this purpose, he prepared a seven trillion star Hao Shi, but the price was broken down unexpectedly.

The gray-robed man in the ordinary auction area pondered, and said, "75 trillion."

Lan Feng said lightly: "Sixty-six hundred billion."

The gray-robed man's hands clenched tightly, and there was vaguely true essence flowing on the robe.

Yan Shigu asked in a low voice, "Brother Lu Fei, the price is so high, can you still shoot?"

Yang Qingxuan's face was extremely ugly, and he said in a deep voice, "How much do you think will be the final price?"

Yan Shigu said: "It depends on how much money you have."

Yang Qingxuan frowned and immediately understood what Yan Shigu meant. No matter how much he was, Lan Feng would fight for the lowest price, so in the end how much money he could win depends on how much he paid.

Yan Shigu said: "Don’t believe me, the Purple Heart God King and the Lan Ying God King have a festival, Lan Yan and this group of people come over and are extremely unwelcome. Since Lan Feng is going to shoot this God King Iron, he must have plans and ideas. Yes, with the financial resources of the **** king, it is impossible to miss."

Yang Qingxuan struggled for a while, and said: "Then I just lift the bar, can't I let him pay a sky-high price?"

Yan Shigu looked at him and smiled bitterly: "It's like this in theory, but first you have to play with it carefully, and second, you're not afraid of causing death?"

Yang Qingxuan said coldly: "The curse of killing? Humph!"

If he hadn't photographed the **** Wang Tie, it would be Lan Yan and his party who would be the one who would kill him.

Zi Ran said loudly: "Sixty-six hundred billion twice, is there a higher price?"

Yang Qingxuan said: "Eight trillion!"

"Hey!"

There was an immediate commotion in the field, and they all looked at Yang Qingxuan in surprise, this one who is not afraid of death and rich.

Lan Feng's pupils shrank, and there was a circle of chill, and gritted his teeth and said: "85 trillion."

Yang Qingxuan said unhurriedly: "Ten trillion."

"Wow," the audience was boiling, everyone felt a burst of enthusiasm inexplicably, some people couldn't help standing up and applauding Yang Qingxuan directly.

Perhaps because of being ruled by the Protoss for too long, he was angry with extreme disgust and resistance.

At this moment, someone dared to confront the Protoss directly, and for a while, he was very happy.

Yan Shigu turned pale with fright, and whispered, "Brother Lu Fei, you are playing with fire."

Yang Qingxuan said: "It's okay."

For some reason, he extremely believed in Yan Shigu's judgment and was convinced that Lan Feng had a purpose in photographing the **** Wang Tie.

Lan Feng trembled with anger. In the previous few conflicts, he was not so angry. He roared, "Eleven trillion!"

Yang Qingxuan said: "Twelve trillion."

Lan Feng stood up abruptly and said loudly, "Master Ziran, I seriously suspect that this person doesn't have so much money, and he just maliciously raised the bar!"

Yang Qingxuan said calmly, "I don't have so many Xinghao Stones, so I can take other things for auction or mortgage. The Shadow God Knife and Emperor Soul Stone I bought before can all be used as mortgage."

Zi Ran said: "It can indeed be mortgaged or auctioned." Then he looked at Lan Feng and said with a smile: "Master Lan Feng have any questions?"

Lan Feng's body fluctuated in circles of blue light, covering his entire face, and he couldn't see his expression, but he was definitely angry to the extreme.

"Wow," Lan Feng brushed his sleeves, the blue light spread out gently, and then calmly returned to his position, saying, "No doubt. Thirteen trillion."

Yang Qingxuan pondered and said, "Fourteen trillion."

Lan Feng said: "Fifteen trillion."

Yang Qingxuan guessed it, it was time to stop, if he added it and won the bid in the end, it would be really hell.

He wanted to shoot God King Tie for the purpose of allowing the God King to save Yu'an or his father, but the price given by Defeng Ancient Tower was five trillion yuan, which is not worth more than five trillion yuan.

Ziran yelled a few times again, at a price of 15 trillion yuan, no one increased the price, and finally fell the hammer, which was shot by Lan Feng.

Yang Qingxuan looked at Lan Feng, just as the other party also looked over.

The eyes of the two collided in the air, Yang Qingxuan was not at all timid, Lan Feng let out a cold snort, and went straight to the stage to deliver the goods.

Yu An sighed and said, "Oh, what a pity."

Yang Qingxuan's eyes flashed, and he calmly said, "It's nothing to be a pity."

Yu'an was taken aback, as if he had heard what was said, and said in surprise: "You won't..."

Yang Qingxuan nodded calmly and said, "It happens that I am very short of money. I am short of money. I want to go to Ning's house and need a lot of money. This Lan Feng and his party should have a lot of money."