Fight Po: Opening Auction Qinglian Dixinhuo

Chapter 67

The old ghost picking stars frowned slightly, and asked puzzledly: "I owe money? How come I don't know?"

Bingshuang immediately took out a list. The bloody old ghost had killed more than a dozen fourth-order monsters near Dengtian Pavilion and destroyed hundreds of trees. Now the profit has already reached 8000 million gold coins. price.

The corner of the old ghost's mouth twitched, and he said immediately: "It's so expensive, your Dengtian Pavilion is too dark!"

"Are you questioning me?" Bingshuang's expression changed, and her icy fighting spirit was surging, her powerful aura was no weaker than the two five-star Dou Zun.

Seeing that the other party was already angry, the old ghost who picked up the stars greeted the bloody old ghost hundreds of times. This guy likes to pretend to be aggressive when he has nothing to do.

It's only been a year and already reached 8000 million gold coins. If it's more than ten years later, you can't just empty out the old bottom of the Soul Palace!

Thinking of this, the old star picking ghost changed his normal routine, a smile appeared on his ferocious face, and his voice softened.

"Hehe, what's the name of this young lady?"

"Frost, named by the Pavilion Master, Venerable Frost."

"So it's Venerable Frost, I've admired your name for a long time." The old ghost picking stars handed back the previous IOU, and said with a smile: "Heavenly Lord in the Lower Soul Palace, you can call me old ghost picking stars. Misunderstanding, I don’t know the bloody old ghost at all.”

"Are you kidding me?"

Bingshuang frowned, fighting spirit condensed into an ice sword in her hand, as if she was about to chop off the head of Old Ghost Picking Stars in the next second!
The star picking old ghost had an ugly expression on his face. In order not to spend the money, he grabbed the guardian duck next to him, threw it on the ground and said, "If you don't believe me, ask him, is the bloody old ghost one of us?"

Naturally, Guardian Duck could see that the swords were on the verge of a few people, for fear that they would say the wrong thing and lose their lives.

"The blood-colored old ghost is really not with us. If you don't believe me, you can check."

Bingshuang looked happy, and slowly raised the ice sword, so frightened that Cuddha trembled all over, he was just a Dou Zong, and he was not enough to be seen by the Dou Zun strongman!
Just as Bingshuang started, the Pavilion Master's words sounded in his mind.

"Let's forget about it. If the other party refuses to admit it, there is nothing we can do."

Hearing this, Bingshuang withdrew her weapon and turned sideways, "It's best to be honest, otherwise ascending to Tiange will make you pay a terrible price!"

When Frost teleported away, Guardian Duck fell to the ground as if he had collapsed. After confirming that the other party was not pursuing him, he breathed a sigh of relief, and his black robe was already wet with sweat.

The star picking old ghost looked at the frightened Dharma Guardian with contempt on his face, and this was their Earth-level Dharma Guardian of the Soul Palace. Now it seems that he is really embarrassing to the Soul Palace!
Tang Zhen, the owner of Fenyan Valley, laughed and said: "Old ghost picking stars, I thought that the people in your Soul Palace were all tough guys. Now it seems that it is the same thing."

"You!" The old Ghost Picking Stars gritted his teeth angrily, wishing he could kill Tang Zhen, the owner of the Fenyan Valley, right now, but there was a rule here that no one is allowed to fight within a radius of fifty miles, and anyone who violates the order will be punished. Kill!

All the grievances can only be accumulated in his heart, but how can the old ghost who picks up the stars have a vengeful character, so he grabbed the head of Dharma Guardian and threw it out, "Come back after cleaning up!"

Tang Zhen, the owner of the Fenyan Valley, glanced at the Dharma Protector, but didn't speak, but stood quietly on the spot, closing his eyes and resting his mind.

To him, the Old Ghost Reaching the Stars is just a clown. If it wasn't for the huge monster in the Soul Palace, how could he be treated a little less favorably?

Seeing that the hatred between the two has been fully drawn, the people in the Black Corner Region have already hid far away, for fear that their lives will be affected.

Fan Yao, the patriarch of the Blood Sect, turned his head and asked, "Yao Huang, you don't need to hide behind the big tree, the other party probably won't fight here."

Han Feng came out in embarrassment, a little embarrassed, this bastard actually made himself unable to get down in front of so many people, and he would never ask him to refine the elixir in the future.

About an hour later, Niu Meng appeared in front of everyone, and said loudly: "Everyone, please follow me, don't step on the surrounding plants, anyone who doesn't listen to dissuasion can damage them at will, but one hundred gold coins. "

This sentence made the group of people furious, one grass would cost one hundred gold coins, they must be crazy about money.

Weeds are the most indispensable thing in the Warcraft Mountains. Even a gold coin can buy a large cart of weeds, let alone a hundred gold coins.

Feeling the temperature in the valley, Tang Zhen, the owner of Fenyan Valley, couldn't help feeling a lot of emotion: "I didn't expect there to be such a place in the east of the Warcraft Mountains. It must be a little surprising."

Compared with Zhongzhou, the battle qi here is not much better. It can even be said that the closer to the interior, the stronger the energy of the battle qi, and there is even an urge to realize in situ.

Niu Meng strode and stood outside Dengtian Pavilion, the Amethyst Winged Lion King and the remaining few monsters were also watching the humans in front of them vigilantly.

If they are found to be ignoring the rules, they can be killed directly.

"Teacher, this time there is a Dou Zun strongman. It seems that the next auction will be more intense."

At this moment, the black-robed boy in the distance stared closely at the strong men not far away. With the help of Shenhai Lanxin, most of Yaochen's soul recovered. If Xiao Yan was promoted to Fighting Spirit, he could at least bear his power The power of Dou Zong peak.

Yao Chen stared at the position of Yao Huang Han Feng, this villain!

Yuan Yi, the master of the eight gates, turned his head to look at Xiao Yan's position, "Yaohuang, I have felt this guy watching you all the time since I came here, do you know him?"

Hearing this, Medicine Emperor Han Feng turned his head to look at Xiao Yan, and felt a familiar aura in his body, but he couldn't remember where he saw it before.

"It's just a jumping clown, no threat."

Medicine Emperor Han Feng didn't care about Xiao Yan, in his eyes, this guy was just a small fighter, nothing to be afraid of.

After waiting for some time, the gate of Dengtian Pavilion finally opened.

Linglong made a gesture of invitation with one hand, "The auction is about to start, everyone please."

People who carried more gold coins naturally came to the third floor, and those middle-level people could only sit on the second floor, and the rest were not picky, just found a chair and sat down.

Medicine Emperor Han Feng glanced at the guys sitting on the first floor, these people are nothing to be afraid of.

Yafei came to the center of the crystal platform and bowed deeply to everyone, "I'm very glad to come to Dengtian Pavilion with you."

"Maybe some people don't know me, so let me introduce myself. My name is Yafei, I come from the Mittel family, and at the same time, I am also the new auctioneer in Dengtian Pavilion. All the auction items today are handled by myself. conduct."

(End of this chapter)