Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

To Ye Feng's surprise, the other one was photographed by the eagle king, who also offered a price of more than 80 million.

"As an engraver, childe yuan naturally wants to do his best to improve his mental strength, but why did the eagle king buy a mental pill?"

"This thing is of no use to him..."

Ye Feng didn't delve into this matter. The black and white heroes also didn't understand the intention of the eagle king... Maybe he bought it for some people

When several more inscriptions were photographed, Ren Tianxing waved to the soldiers guarding the door, and several soldiers quickly closed the door of the auction venue.

Seeing Bingjia's move, the atmosphere in the hall suddenly became hot, and people familiar with the rules here shouted excitedly one after another.

At this time, the auction officially entered a climax, and the real baby will be released.

"Ren, take it out quickly. Let's see. We can't wait long."

One voice after another came from the crowd.

Bang

Bang bang.

Deep in the hall, a low drum sound and a rapid drum beat sounded, like hammering on the hearts of martial artists, pushing everyone's mood to the peak of mania.

With a wave of Ren Tianxing's big sleeve, the machine covers on the auction platform opened one after another. Suddenly, the purple gas was surging, and a foot of cold light came out of the purple fog and stayed in mid air.

It is a one foot two inch long pen shaped spirit tool, which is crystal clear. The tip of the pen spits out purple Qi from time to time, like a dream.

"List of inscriptions... Purple ember, the 14th ranked inscriptions spirit pen, is made of black jade and purple gold from Penglai Xianshan. Using this spirit pen can greatly improve the quality and success rate of inscriptions..."

This time, Ren Tianxing's introduction was very simple, only a few words, and did not deliberately exaggerate the role and benefits of this auction as before.

Those who can afford this spirit pen are definitely people who know the goods. There is no need for him to introduce anything.

The faint purple air suddenly attracted everyone's attention, not only the inscriptions, but also ordinary forces.

The reason is very simple. As the most gold fishing profession, the status of an inscriptionist is very high. Even for the Wupin sect, the price paid to win over a Sipin inscriptions master is extremely huge. As for the inscriptions of five and six masters and holy masters, ordinary spirit stones have long been ignored. What they need is something more attractive to them.

For the inscriptionists, the most attractive thing is the inscriptions equipment, which is led by the inscriptions spirit pen.

With a high-quality inscription pen, it is possible to attract high-quality inscriptions. Such a business is only profitable for major forces.

As a result, this situation led to the formation of a somewhat abnormal phenomenon in Shenwu mainland. The enthusiasm of various major forces for inscription instruments even exceeded the demand for inscriptions, but some abandoned the basics.

The reason is that the inscriptionist has his own thinking and can't obey, while the inscriptions can be firmly controlled in his own hands.

"It ranks 14th, and it also uses Xuan jade and purple gold as materials. I don't know which weapon refining master made it. Maybe there are no such masters in this era..."

Rao is Ye Feng. When he saw the "Purple ember", he was a little shocked.

The materials used in the inscriptions at the top of the list of inscriptions are extremely precious, including fairy jade red gold, ancestral jade green gold, Xuanyu purple gold, divine jade black gold and so on. Each of them is an extremely rare thing. In the current Shenwu mainland, the stock is very small.

Even if there are a few occasionally, they are regarded as the most precious by those super bulk commodities with more than six products, and will never fall into the bloodshed.

"Shit, this is what any engraver dreams of. If I can have one, I will sell it."

Little stars appeared in Wang Yuwei's eyes, and even his mask could hardly cover it up.

But look at the hot atmosphere at the scene, it has been shown that no one can easily get it.

Especially on the top floor of the hall, dozens of eyes peeped out, each of which was a powerful master in the middle and later stages of the king's territory, and even some semi holy warriors.

As for the people below, most of them started to coax. I'm afraid they don't even have the qualification to bid with the spirit stone in their bag.

Since you know you can't get it, you might as well take the opportunity to watch the battle.

The major forces that have been silent for a long time have reached the moment worth fighting.

With his clothes straightened, Ye Feng's eyes twinkled and his heart was incomparable.

Such a treasure can't be found. If you can get it, it's not difficult to engrave Level 3 inscriptions. Even... Level 4 inscriptions have some hope.

"Hey, boy, you'd better not move this inscription spirit pen."

At this moment, Yuan Ling's voice suddenly sounded in Ye Feng's mind.

Ye Feng was stunned and asked curiously, "why?"

"As Ben Yuanling knows, this spirit pen belongs to the three major groups of the Terran. Its owner has a prominent and respected position. Now it actually appears in the shooting store of bloody chaos. I'm afraid it's not right."

"Both the man's energy and the forces behind him are far from being comparable to bloodshed. Not only is it not a good thing to get this thing, but... It may cause a great disaster..."

Yuan Ling answered almost word by word.

Ye Feng suddenly lost his temper. Just now he was still wondering who would take out these strange treasures for auction. He had been doing it for a long time... It was a black goods.

"But I really need an inscription pen now."

Ye Feng couldn't help showing a trace of depression.

"Hey, there are so many people here. If you buy it with great fanfare, won't everyone know where it is going?"

"If we want to get it, we can think of other unknown ways..."

Yuan Ling's voice was full of cunning and temptation.

"You mean..."

Ye Feng hurriedly put on a flattering tone.

Since the old guy came out, he must have some ghost idea.

"Wait a minute, no matter what way, let the inscription pen fall into the hands of the guy who raised the price. Afterwards, we can... Borrow it from him to ensure that God doesn't know."

Yuan Ling smiled very black.

Ye Feng's green veins on his forehead jump wildly. The old boy not only wants CHIDI Yan to be a wronged head, but also wants to take advantage of the fire again?

"His grandmother, Yuan Ling, your idea is a little vicious, but... I like it!"

Looking at the red Di Yan with a sly smile on his face not far away, a wisp of evil charm smile appeared at the corner of Ye Feng's mouth. The other party looked that he was ready to raise the price and wanted to make a lot of money.

This guy has a grudge against himself. He has collected and scraped away a lot of spirit stones twice. It's time to return them.