I, the villain of Destiny, started with holding the male chief's sacrificial flag

The auction of the broken Divine Weapon was cold.

"A broken divine weapon with the power of one blow? With these 100,000 spirit stones, wouldn't it be better for me to buy talisman seals? "

Indeed, this thing has a maximum of 30,000 spirit stones, and this thing seems to be going to be auctioned."

"This is a divine weapon, if it is to refine materials, I am afraid that the value is not low!"

"How uncommon sense are you? The broken lower grade divine weapon, there is no refining master who has reached at least the seventh grade and wants to refine the original material? Even if he can invite the seventh-grade refining master, with that effort to refine materials, the same consumption and time, that seventh-grade master can earn more than refining materials by refining other treasures casually! "

There is a lot of talk, but no one bids.

Xiang Tianfeng shook his head slightly, but he was not surprised: "After three breaths, if no one bids, this logistics auction." "

One breath.

Two breaths.

When he was close to the third breath, a man with a cloak got up and said in a hoarse voice: "Since you all don't want... I'll buy it all for collection, and I'll pay 100,000.

"This man is stupid."

"Indeed, with those 100,000 spirit stones, how good it is to buy other things, but buy this."

"Fat sheep...

Countless taunts rang out.

"One hundred thousand spirit stones for the first time!" Xiang Tianfeng shouted directly, his eyes showed some pity, but he didn't expect that there was really a big wrong!

Box One.

Ning worriedly looked at the folding fan quietly: "Ning Lao, can you see anything?"

"The time is too short, and the old slave has not noticed anything abnormal... Perhaps this is indeed just an ordinary broken subordinate divine weapon. Elder Ning withdrew his gaze.

"Liu Chen is not stupid." Ning Xuan squinted at the folding fan.

He didn't see anything unusual either.

Xiang Tianfeng's voice sounded: "One hundred thousand spirit stones for the second time!" Ning

Yu glanced at Liu Chen, who was dressed as a douli man, and the corners of his mouth rose: "Million spirit stones." "

The sound was not loud, and it spread below in an instant.

There was silence below, and then it became noisy in an instant.

"That was... Young Lord Ning hadn't left yet?

"Who sold that broken divine weapon?" Earn a lot!

"But isn't it, such a rag was actually taken up by Lord Ning because of his appearance."

In the midst of the discussion, a voice full of excitement came from nowhere: "Thank you Young Lord Ning, the villain is extremely grateful!" "

Apparently the one who auctioned the folding fan.

Everyone thought that Ning Xuan looked at it simply because of the shape of the folding fan... There is only this one explanation, after all, with Ning Xuan's identity and status, even a brand new inferior divine soldier will probably only disdain.

Unlike the others, Liu Chen suddenly looked at the box, his eyes bloodshot and ugly.

Ning Xuan actually hasn't left yet?

In a ragged auction, the young master of the Tangning Divine Clan really wanted to participate?

He had a hunch that the folding fan had another secret... Moreover, the value of that secret is definitely more than a million spirit stones.

Bid?

After he defected, he got some opportunities, and if he gritted his teeth and sold his wealth, he could still continue to bid.

But, and Ning worry to grab something? Don't want to live!

Originally, Ning Xuan wanted to kill him and continued to bid, I was afraid that he didn't dislike dying too slowly!

Xiang Tianfeng simply increased: "For the third time in a million spirit stones, congratulations to Young Lord Ning for successfully bidding." He

didn't shout the first time and the second time, he directly shouted the third achievement, and then ordered the assistant to send things to the box, Liu Chen opened his mouth and sat down again weakly.

Xiang Tianfeng's movements were so fast that he no longer needed to suffer in his heart.

Inside the box.

Ning Xuan did not lack a million spirit stones, and after getting the folding fan, he casually threw the spirit stones to the steward of the Treasure Pavilion who delivered it.

"Crunch..." the

door closed.

Ning Xuan stared at the folding fan for a long time... Then retracted his gaze helplessly.

He is not the protagonist, and he can't see through the secrets of this thing.

"Elder Ning, take a closer look." Ning Xuan handed the folding fan to Ning Lao.

Elder Ning held the folding fan in his hand, closed his eyes, and the divine thoughts of the half-step Martial Emperor cultivation completely spread, constantly penetrating the folding fan.

Half an hour later.

Elder Ning wiped the sweat droplets on his forehead, revealing a little surprise: "Young Lord, this is not a lower-grade divine weapon, it is an extremely high-grade divine weapon." Ning

Xuan didn't care: "Can it be repaired?"

"It can't be repaired, in fact, this divine weapon has been completely damaged, and it has no power to hit it."

After a pause, Ning Lao explained: "The old slave's divine thought completely penetrated this divine weapon to realize that there is a group of power in the deepest part of the divine weapon that cannot be confirmed by the old slave, and it is also the existence of that power that makes this divine weapon seem to have the power of a blow, as for the secret of that power, even if the divine thought is radiated to the extreme, it really can't see through the slightest." "

It's strange that the chance of the son of luck can be easily seen through by the villain.

After pondering for a while, Ning worried about the tool man: "Has Han Jiuxiao been subdued?"

"Young Lord, Han Jiuxiao is quite arrogant, even if the family master personally adjusts it, he is unwilling to submit, and the family master is impatient, he has extinguished his consciousness and sent the pure soul power left behind into the Dan furnace."

Ning was speechless.

Han Jiuxiao, as Ye Tian's golden finger, he believed that Han Jiuxiao would definitely be able to see through the secret.

The result is gone?

Since you can't get it....

Ning Xuan's eyes showed a chill: "In that case, destroy this thing." "

Ruined?" Ning Lao's expression froze, but he didn't ask more, silently urging his half-step Martial Emperor's cultivation.

After counting the breaths.

With a "bang", the folding fan flew away.

"Ding, congratulations to the host for completely cutting off Liu Chen's chance and seizing the Heavenly Destiny worth a hundred."

Hearing the prompt, Ning Xuan's eyes were even more cold: "Interesting." "

When he got the folding fan, he couldn't get the Destiny Value, and he destroyed the folding fan to get... In other words, if he didn't destroy the folding fan, it would still fall into Liu Chen's hands in the future!

It has nothing to do with Hanyue, he doesn't believe it at all!

The plan for Hanyue has to start as soon as possible.

A little more time passed.

Elder Ning spoke up: "Young Lord, Liu Chen has left."

"In that case, we should go too." Ning Xuan turned around and left.

The protagonist leaves, this auction, naturally there will be no good baby.

"Young Lord, the Hui will deal with the traitors next?"

"Hui."

......

This time, he did not use the flying boat, in order to speed up the road, Ning Xuan directly used the talisman seal, which was personally refined by Ning Yu, which could allow him to instantly teleport back to the life-saving object of the Ning Clan!

Forget the Sorrows, in front of the temple.

Ning Xuan stood at the gate of the palace, Qinglan by his side.

In front of him, there were no maids waiting for him.

There were only one hundred and four men in black armor, both men and women.

These one hundred and four people, all stood straight.

In the sacred mountain where the Palace of Forgetfulness is located, those who are qualified to see Ning Worries and do not kneel are the four great generals under his command and one hundred guards.

Standing at the front of the crowd were three men and one woman.

Among the four, the person on the far left was burly and had a resolute face.

Ning Yi, in the late stage of cultivation to Wuzun, martial artist cultivated eleven, but unfortunately only martial artists cultivated ten, King Wu cultivated to the peak, but Wuhuang did not.

The person beside Ning Yi was Ning Er, his face was very ordinary, and his body shape was extremely ordinary, belonging to the kind that could no longer be found when thrown into the crowd.

But if it is Xiao Ning Er... Ning Er's cultivation is also the late stage of Wuzun, between his strength and Ning Yi and Bozhong!

It's just that Ning Yi is best at fighting with big openings and closing, and the frontal battle is fierce, but Ning Er is good at assassination, so Ning Er can only be Ning Er.

Ning San, who was on Ning Er's side, was a woman who was in the middle of cultivation as a martial artist.

The corners of her mouth seem to always have a light smile, seductive, and addictive and charming smile!