Ruling The Heavens With Divine Bugs

"You..." a terrible evil spirit surged out of private room 5 and condensed into a huge one horned demon ghost in the air.

"What... It's the demon saint." Ye Wufeng was surprised and looked at Qian pangzi suspiciously. "Haven't you just been attacked by them? How can you allow these guys to participate?"

Qian pangzi reluctantly spread his hand, saying he didn't know what was going on.

"Chirp..." with a loud roar of the Phoenix, a huge fire phoenix rushed out of the No. 4 private room. Without saying a word, a divine fire spewed out at the virtual shadow of the demon God.

"What are you? How dare you scare my mother with such an ugly bastard? I can't burn you." At the same time, a fierce voice sounded.

Dashao could not help but freeze his face. He saw the familiar Fire Phoenix and heard the fierce voice. Who else can be the saint except Feng Fei? It turns out that there are the Four Saints of Jane YUELIAN in private room 4.

"Boom..." the space exploded, and the shadow shrank back.

At this time, another bloody figure rushed out of private room 5 and joined forces with the devil to block the fire phoenix.

"Blood clan? Damn it!" There was an angry drink from private room 4. A terrible Jinwu flew out, and the spitting Jinwu fire and Phoenix Fire were intertwined and rushed to kill.

"Ah, it's Jinwu. Don't look. Don't help." The blood clan Saint shouted anxiously.

"Boom..." several other saints in the private room also had to fight.

The two sides were evenly matched and did not yield to each other. The whole venue shook violently, and the emperors and kings under it were unbearable. They were almost crushed by the aftershocks of coercion.

"Stop, how dare you do it at the auction." When a violent drink sounded, the five saints of the Qian family fell from the sky and shot to separate the two sides at the same time.

"Poof ~" the demon clan and the blood clan saint in private room 5 spewed out a mouthful of blood together, "despicable, you, you even pulled the frame." The saint of the demon clan roared angrily.

"I can't understand what you're talking about." Qian Jiasheng looks innocent.

"Hum, my lord Qian has allowed you demons to participate in this auction. Don't be unkind. If you dare to do it here again, don't blame us for being merciless and driving you out." Qian jiaism said strictly. I'm kidding. I'm in charge of my territory. You all pay attention to Lao Tzu's son. How can Lao Tzu pull a side frame.

"Third, forget it. If you can't bear it, you'll make a big plan. Our purpose is... Don't try to be a semi holy golden winged roc..." said a demon saint.

"Hoo... Well, I'll bear it first this time." Another demon Saint said mercilessly.

Each put away the power of the saints, and the scene of the auction party returned to normal.

"15 million best souls once"

"15 million best soul twice"

"15 million best soul three times"

The auctioneer mei'er smiled and dropped the hammer, as if nothing had happened just now.

"Dangdang..." when the door knocked, a maid came in with a plate on which was placed a storage ring. "This is what the distinguished guest in private room 4 asked for."

The younger sister took it and swept it. It was the body of the golden winged ROC just now. It turned out that the sisters wanted to take this even if they didn't hesitate to turn over with the demon blood clan, just to take it and give it to themselves. Ye Wufeng couldn't help feeling a burst of emotion in his heart.

"The next auction item, Wannian magic flower"

"The reserve price is 100000. The auction begins."

"150000."

"Two hundred thousand."

Finally, he was photographed by a black robed emperor at the price of 500000 best spiritual marrow.

Time passed little by little.

Suddenly, five chairs appeared on the auction table, and the five saints of the Qian family sat firmly on them, connected with each other under the threat of terror.

Qian mei'er smiled as if flowers were in full bloom. "Next are the three final treasures of the auction."

"God level Spirit card scroll, thunder kills the world, and the reserve price is none."

"Ten million best spiritual marrow." There was a sound from the No. 9 private room, and the power of the saint spread with the sound.

"I wipe. I'm a saint again. There are nine private rooms in total. I'm afraid all of them are occupied by saints except us." Ye Wufeng sighed.

"20 million." Room 8 doubled the price directly.

"Thirty million." Private room 7 followed the bid.

"I wipe it. It's all local tyrants. It's all 10 million plus." Dashao was also surprised. Compared with others, he was all drizzled just now. Others didn't look at those small fights at all.

"40 million, Cold Moon Temple, please give me a face." A woman's voice came from private room 6.

"Hum, also report the famous name. What kind of temple is composed of a group of women? Who do you think can scare? 50 million, scattered cultivation alliance." A rough voice sounded in private room 9, and the tone was merciless.

"60 million, the city of sin." Although a faint voice was not big, the killing intention contained swept the whole audience, making people fall into an ice cave.

"Seventy million, land of chaos."

"What's all this? It sounds great." As everyone began to show their names, Da Shao became interested. As a king level Spirit card master, he naturally had a great interest in the spirit card scroll, but before he began to bid, the price had soared to this position, which directly extinguished his courage to bid.

"Brother, these are some real heaven level forces, very powerful." Qian explained.

"Heaven level forces?" There was a flash of essence in Dashao's eyes.

"The division of forces includes heaven level, prefecture level, Xuan level and yellow level, followed by diamond level, purple gold level, gold level, silver level, bronze level and black iron level. By the way, protoss is also heaven level forces."

Big Shao couldn't help laughing bitterly. His Shuiyue cave finally upgraded to a silver level force. Compared with these guys in front of him, it's just slag.

"The Cold Moon Temple was founded by a group of powerful women. After tens of thousands of years of development, it is now the largest sect in the women's sect. The casual cultivation alliance is a loose organization jointly founded by a group of casual practitioners without sect. It is often opposed to the needle of the cold Moon Temple. I don't know what it is for."

"The city of sin, as its name suggests, is a city composed of a group of friars who commit heinous crimes. It is said that it is full of evil and terrible." Fat Qian couldn't help shivering.

"Can there still be such a place? Is there no just man to encircle and suppress?" The younger asked curiously

"At the beginning, but with repeated failures, the sin city has become more and more powerful, and its power has become more and more huge. In a short span of thousands of years, no just people dare to appear in the scope of the sin city, which has become the nest of all criminals."

"What is the land of chaos?"

"There is a Jedi with chaotic rules and numerous crises. Even if the saints go in, they are doomed to death. Anyone who can come out alive should not be underestimated. Few people dare to provoke those who come out of the chaotic place, even if they go on the road alone. They are all people who can greatly skip the level."

"In the past, a level-9 king named Hun Jiuxing came out of the chaos. As a result, he was intercepted and killed by a black evil thief group. The thief group had nine emperors and hundreds of kings, but among the emperors there were three level-9 emperors. As a result, Hun Jiuxing killed all the people except the three level-9 emperors at one go, and then he was killed by three level-9 emperors The emperor joined hands to pursue and kill. A year later, he broke through the emperor. He immediately turned against the three nine level emperors. With one sword, just one sword, he immediately killed the three people. Ten years later, he broke through the saint, and he returned to the land of chaos and never came out again. " After that, several little guys looked at Ye Wufeng together and thought, "although mixing nine stars is abnormal enough, it seems that big brother is more abnormal than big brother."

"Hey, what are you doing looking at me like this? I'm normal." Big little said with certainty.

Normal? If you are normal, there will be nothing abnormal in the world. You can kill the Ninth level emperor before the king arrives. This is also called normal. Several people look strange.

"My delicacies garden also came to join in the fun, 100 million." Jane YUELIAN's lazy voice came out.

"Hee hee, sister YUELIAN made a move. Will this spirit card scroll be taken down by the delicacies garden?" The poison fairy smiled.

"It's impossible. I can hear that sister YUELIAN is really just taking part in the fun." Big little said with certainty.

"I don't know who will spend it in the end."

"It's not easy to know this?" The pretty bear whispered.

"You know?" Everyone looked at him with a smile.

"Hey, hey, I don't know, but I know who knows." Then he pointed, "the little god stick must know."

Big and young can't help but brighten their eyes.

Zhuge Shenkun pinched the Dharma formula with his hand and said, "it will be obtained by No. 1 private room."

"Little god stick, do you know who is in private room 1?"

"The holy land of business card printing division, Jiutian Academy." Zhuge Shenkun looked like an old God.

At this time, an arrogant voice sounded, "200 million Protoss" finally forced the roaring Protoss to make a move.

"250 million." The name of the protoss can't hold down the sin city at all.

"That girl will play with 300 million." Jane YUELIAN raised the price again.

"500 million, my Protoss bid 500 million for the best soul marrow." The holy one of the protoss directly raised the price by 200 million.

Several private rooms suddenly became quiet. They were not afraid of the power of the protoss, and the price was too expensive. It would be too bad to add it.

"500 million best soul marrow once"

"500 million best soul twice"

"500 million..."

Just when everyone thought the overall situation was settled, a young voice sounded.

"One billion, nine days Academy."