Son-in-law, God-Emperor

The sons and goddesses that Xiao Fan captured were originally intended to be used as meat, but who would have thought that after he left the secret realm, he ended up in something other than Wuhuang Prefecture.

As a result, these meat tickets are now useless, they are all in Xiao Fan's spirit beast bag, and his dried meat has to be wasted.

Xiao Fan wanted to let these people go, but thinking about having to return to Wuhuangzhou in the future, he gave up the idea.

In fact, what Xiao Fan didn't know was...

The four sons and goddesses who were captured by him lived a life that was like years, and life was worse than death.

The proud son of heaven ended up being a prisoner, imprisoned in a spirit beast bag and living a life of darkness. It would be better to kill them! ..

"The bidding has begun. I am Jun Song, the great elder of Lianhua Zhai. Many of you here must recognize me." On the central stage of the auction, an old man appeared with a white beard and white hair. He looked around with a majestic expression.

Xiao Fan felt a stronger aura from this person, even stronger than Changsun Ning at his peak.

"The Great Perfection in the Ding Control Realm." Changsun Ning saw through what Xiao Fan was thinking.

Xiao Fan nodded. The old man named Jun Song was terrifyingly strong, but judging from his aura, he was even stronger than the ancestors of the Extreme Immortal Sect!

"Okay, everyone, I hope the next auction will go smoothly." Jun Song said with a faint smile. He glanced at Changsun Ning and the remaining Ding Control Realm experts before disappearing and leaving the center of the field.

This is also a common practice in all auction venues, and it was also the same in the previous auctions held by Zhenbao Pavilion.

A strong person needs to appear to take over the battle and dispel some people's evil thoughts.

After Jun Song left, a graceful woman came onto the ring. She was wearing a white brocade dress and was extremely beautiful. The woman looked around and said loudly: "Hello everyone, I will host this auction. My name is Jin Zhishuang. I’m sure many people here know me.”

This woman's voice was clear and touching, and her cultivation level was at the Yuan Soul Realm, but she showed no fear at all under the crowd of many powerful men.

Xiao Fan took a few more glances at this woman and found that she was indeed good-looking, and her temperament seemed somewhat similar to Wu Qingyan.

"No more nonsense,

"The first auction item is a high-grade magical weapon on the earth's surface: the Dragon Pattern Heavenly Sword. The starting price is 8 million spirit stones." Jin Zhishuang spoke loudly.

A golden dragon-patterned sword appeared next to Jin Zhishuang, floating in the air!

Xiao Fan was dumbfounded when one of the auction items turned out to be a high-grade magical weapon!

"Is the earth-level magic weapon so worthless?" Xiao Fan looked at Changsun Ning and cast a questioning look.

"No." Changsun Ning shook his head: "Earth-level magic weapons are still rare, but they can be refined as long as there are materials."

Xiao Fan nodded. He thought that earth-level magic weapons were actually a bad thing in Kyushu.

Although he had the Tianchu Sword in his hand, Xiao Fan used his spiritual thoughts to communicate with the spirit of the weapon...

Although the Tianzhu Sword is a heaven-level magic weapon, it is basically useless except for its strength...

Of course, Tianzhu Sword told Xiao Fan that it could activate the mysterious runes on the sword body at critical moments. Xiao Fan could pour spiritual power into it, making the original cutting power even more powerful!

Xiao Fan was surprised and asked many times... The weapon spirit told Xiao Fan that this was the effect of the killing runes engraved on the Tianchu Sword during refining.

Xiao Fan finally knew why using the Tianchu Sword to hit the Soul-Eating Zhanyue was more powerful than using the Reincarnation Fist!

"10 million!"

"11 million!"

"...."

There were constant calls for bids, and many people in the venue took a fancy to this earth-level magic weapon, the long sword!

Xiao Fan looked around in surprise, are all these people so rich?

This long knife was finally auctioned off for 19 million!

Xiao Fan felt that when he left the auction house this time, the spirit stones in his storage bag would probably bottom out!

I just don’t know if it will be enough to stay in a hotel later!

"Are you trying to find a way to make money again..." Xiao Fan exhaled, feeling that life was so tiring.

He obviously doesn't need spiritual stones to practice, but in the end he still needs to earn spiritual stones desperately. Without spiritual stones, he has no sense of security!

Changsun Ning did not speak. The previous bids were of no use to her. All she wanted was the elixir.

Several rounds of bidding passed by in a hurry...

This auction was only for one day, and it was clearly written on the invitation when we came again.

period...

"Look at that man's back, does he look like Xiao Fan?" Minglong asked, feeling that the background of the young man not far ahead looked very similar to Xiao Fan.

Chu Feng didn't say a word, and followed Minglong's gaze. When he saw the back, he was also surprised. The back of this man was indeed very similar to Xiao Fan.

Du Ling sighed silently and covered his head, not wanting to say anything!

He felt that Minglong must be in a daze, everyone looked like Xiao Fan!

Minglong stared at the back of the person in front of him. He felt that the back really looked like Xiao Fan!

There were too many powerful people in the auction house, especially Xiao Fan, who also had Chang Sun Ning beside him. He set up a sound barrier, which also had the effect of blocking the exploration of other people's souls.

This made it impossible for Minglong to know whether the person in front of him was Xiao Fan.

"It's weird... Could it be that I'm really dazzled!" Minglong rubbed his eyes. He was only a few hundred years old, how could he be dazzled!

Chu Feng said nothing, Du Ling felt a headache...

Minglong kept staring at Xiao Fan's back, expecting him to turn around!

"Each price increase must not be at least 200,000." Jin Zhishuang said loudly.

"Eight million!" Changsun Ning shouted immediately.