Immortal Mortal

"Twenty thousand thousand immortal stones. Tianzhu small" "say 2." Mo Wuji did not hesitate to increase the price.

"Good, good, good..." The Jinxian man in the box said three good words in succession, no sound. But the bursting of the suppression of the killing, and even the dull people can feel it. It is conceivable that this Jinxian has no deep feelings about Mo. If you still follow some rules, it is estimated that he will start.

In this place of Yongjiaojiao, more than two million top grades, it is definitely the price of the sky. This Jinxian monk will no longer increase the price, naturally no one will continue to increase the price. Unscrupulous and undisputed, I got this broken half-moon-shaped green blade.

After the delivery of Xiange Stone, Mo Wuji immediately stood up, and everyone knew that Mo Wuji should want to leave.

Many monks are also ready to stand up. Mo Wuji has purchased several kinds of treasures, and there are so many fairy stones. If you can get a little, it is definitely a big deal.

Li Yue saw Mo Wuyi, and he sighed in his heart and continued. "The next thing to participate in the auction is a four-piece fairy illusion. This fairy is different from other fairy. This is a piece. A complete fairy. In the battle, you can transform the environment and strengthen your control over the enemy. The reserve price is 700,000 yuan, and each price increase must not be less than 10,000 yuan.

"Seventy-five thousand Chinese products are crystal-clear." This four-character illusion came out immediately, and some people immediately quoted them. Several monks who were going to follow Mo Wuji’s departure also returned.

"Three thousand fairy stone, plus the Dan furnace I just bought, plus 180,000 Chinese products Xianjing." Mo Wuji, who was ready to leave, once again came down and suddenly quoted.

Seeing that Mo Wuji stayed for a quote, all the people knew that Mo Wuji would offend a person. It is naturally not a small force that can afford nearly 100,000 top grades.

Li Yue said helplessly, "This Taoist friend, the auction here can only use the Chinese crystal above the fairy crystal or the fairy stone, the Dan furnace can not be converted to Xianjing."

"Ah..." Mo Wuji snorted, and some of them were unwilling to look at the floating furnace on the auction floor. It seemed to have some regrets.

"800,000 Chinese products Xianjing." Although Li Yue said that Dan furnace can not be priced, the monk who offered the 750,000 yuan of fine crystals continued to raise his price.

The image of the two scorpions that Mo Wuji bids, even those who are dull, understand that Mo Wuji should have no fairy stone. If there is a fairy stone, with this guy's nature, he will not hesitate to squat down 10,000 cents.

This guy even dared to play with Jin Xian’s face. Other monks estimated in his eyes that nothing was counted.

Sure enough, when Li Yue said something, the monk had increased his price to 800,000 yuan, and Mo Wuji finally turned his face and turned around.

This time, many monks who wanted to follow Mo Wuji’s departure stopped their steps. After Mo Wu’s departure, the Jinxian monk must be chased out. And they have nothing to do with the past, and according to the final performance of Mo Wuji, it can be seen that there should be only three thousand fairy stones in Mo Wuji. Although there are a lot of three thousand fairy stones, it is not enough for some forces to besiege.

After all, it is impossible to come up with so many fairy stones. If there is no power behind it, it is absolutely impossible.

As for the final use of the Dan furnace for the price of the illusion, it is not unscrupulous, but in addition to the suspicion of very few people, most people will have no doubt. Such a two-handed man, watching his expression, is very fond of that illusion. If he has a fairy stone on his body, he can be sure that 100% will not give up the illusion. Maybe he prefers the kind of pleasure to bid with others.

Now he has no choice but to give up when he bids. It should be caused by not enough.

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"Mr. Brother, are we going to go out now?" Asked Han Qingru when he got out of the auction door.

Her understanding of Mo Wuji is far beyond the rest of the auction venue, she is very clear that Mo Wuji is not a second son, nor is it a ignorant generation. Otherwise, he will not be able to take her out of Baihua Mountain Villa while still in the land fairy. The reason why Mo Shidi is so crazy at the auction is to strengthen his strength.

As for the last unscrupulous performance, it must be to reduce the monks who besieged him. In fact, so far, she thinks that Mo Wuji does a good job.

As for Mo Wuji who wants those things, in any case euphemism will definitely offend the Jinxian strong, since the left and right are a crime, Mo Wuji is the best choice for this arrogance. Such a sin, one can make others unsure of the origins of Mo Wuji, the second last unscrupulous performance will make everyone clear, Mo Wuzhi reason to leave, not everything is bought, but no Xiange Stone.

"No, going out now is a melee. Let's go to the building first." Mo Wuji said without hesitation.

He bought something, and naturally he wants to integrate things, and his strength has increased before he goes out. Otherwise, he really does not need to come to this auction.

Mo Wuji believes that even if the Jinxian strong person wants to kill him again, he will not immediately start. The guy must at least investigate his origins, so at least two days have passed. For two days, he should be able to let his own fires nirvana.

In fact, Mo Wuji guessed well. After seeing Mo Wuji enter the interest building, the Jinxian monk who came out with the cold snorted and directly went out with a flying sword.

In just a few moments, there are a few monks who are coming to the heavens. These monks will surround the stack of unscrupulous people. Whether or not Mo Wu will not come out, in this Jin Xian eyes, Mo Wuji is already his dish.

Mo Wuji did not care, he entered the interest rate, as long as one day is enough. He didn't intend to use this stack to avoid it. He knew that the stack couldn't keep them for a long time. If the Jinxian monk had no means to enter the stakes, then the guy would not dare to threaten the auction.

After entering the stake, Mo Wuji let Tong Ye and Han Qingru not leave the stack, he chose to retreat.

The number of rooms was banned, and a hidden ban and a few traps were arranged.

The heart of the green scorpion turned into a thumb-sized flame, jumping in the palm of the hand, and there was no one in the hand, and the other hand appeared Nirvana.

When Nirvana was very angry, the flame of the green heart suddenly slammed and rose out of the height of the near Zhang. The enthusiasm of the enthusiasm is felt by Mo Wuji, not waiting for Mo Wuji to send the Nirvana to the flame, the flame is a volume, directly blowing Nirvana.

The next moment, the flame is like pouring a smoldering oil, and the madness is rampant. Even if the heart of the Qing dynasty is a flame of unscrupulous, the rising temperature of horror also makes Mo Wu feared to fight. www.readwn.com~ He suspects that once the flame is slightly deviated, he will be dead.

The heart of the green rushed out of the unscrupulous palm, constantly rolling and jumping in the air, the color is constantly changing, just like countless kaleidoscopes piled up together and ignited, crazy flashing.

"Hey!" Mo Wuji arranged the level of the trapped array is not low, but under the tumbling of the heart of the Qing Dynasty, it is still being burned into nothingness.

The only thing that Mo Wuji can do is to constantly add to the trap, and at the same time hide the terrible atmosphere of the heart of the Qing Dynasty.

Fortunately, the heart of the Qing Dynasty does not want to burn out the Wu Wuji, otherwise, even if the strength of Mo Wuji increases several times, it is estimated that it is not enough to burn.

In the room of Mo Wuji, Mo Wuye and Han Qingru, who are waiting for Mo Wuji, are even more confrontational. They can only feel that there is a kind of violent atmosphere in the room where Mo Wuji retreats, and this kind of breath is Mo Wuji. Hidden by various means. Although they don't know what it is, they can feel that once this violent breath rushes out, the stack will be turned into fly ash.

... (to be continued.)