None of them expected that Qingyao would be so crazy and end the fight in one fell swoop.
Zhou Qiankun opened his eyes and saw the sun and moon flowing in his eyes.
Feeling the calmness of the auction, he looked slightly in Chu Liuli's direction.
I wonder if the second princess has ever considered this scenario before.
Seeing that no one was bidding, Yu Xiang made the final decision: "Congratulations to the distinguished guest in booth No. 77 for winning the Suzaku egg for 200 million."
In the private room, Chu Liuli was so angry that her eyes burst into flames.
This Yaochi Saint is so abominable, she came out halfway to ruin her carefully planned plan.
At this moment, her mind was in a mess, and she was desperately thinking about how to remedy it next.
After Qingyao took the Suzaku egg, she turned around and walked out of the auction without stopping.
At the same time, an undercurrent surged throughout Yuxu City, and countless pairs of eyes were staring at her.
Outside the auction house, Feng Xiaolin looked at Chu Liuli, who was dressed in luxurious clothes, with a frustrated expression.
Chu Liuli's eyes were cold, with a kind of indifference that would repel people thousands of miles away.
The direction she was looking at was exactly the direction Qing Yao left.
Zhou Qiankun walked out, looked at the two figures, and remained silent.
Chu Liuli made the entire plan, and she was the person in charge. Zhou Qiankun didn't want to overstep his authority.
Under the impression, the people from Lanmen quietly followed Qingyao's pace.
Zhou Qiankun was stunned. These guys were so bold that they even dared to attack the Yaochi Saint.
Chu Liuli's face turned cold and she whistled.
Eight heavenly dragon chariots descended from the sky and landed in front of the three people.
Chu Liuli glanced at Zhou Qiankun and Xiao Yi on his shoulder, and said calmly: "Get in the car."
Zhou Qiankun smiled slightly and looked at Tianlong's expression of gnashing his teeth with hatred. He didn't care and stepped decisively into the eight-part Tianlong chariot.
This is an opportunity that millions of people dream of, and Zhou Qiankun will naturally not miss it.
He was also curious about the difference between Princess Liuli's dragon chariot and ordinary carriages.
If possible, I will get one in the future, and it will be popular wherever I go.
Tianlong was dejected when he saw him going in.
It still remembers the last time it was drugged by this guy, and has long wanted to seek revenge from him.
However, now that Her Royal Highness the Princess is asking for help from him, he can only hold back his anger.
Chu Liuli stepped into the eight-part Tianlong chariot and sat in front of the window on the right.
Watching Zhou Qiankun look up and down curiously, reaching out to touch from time to time, he gritted his teeth slightly.
This guy really regards this dragon chariot as his own home!
"Sit down for me, one meter away!"
Zhou Qiankun shook his head and sat elegantly at the window on the left.
Inside the dragon chariot, there is a fragrant aroma from time to time, which makes people intoxicated.
Zhou Qiankun knew that this was the fragrance of Xueyoulian, a very expensive spice in Dachu.
This princess really knows how to enjoy it.
Seeing Zhou Qiankun enjoying himself so much, Chu Liuli felt uncomfortable all over.
"Tianlong, let's go and chase Qingyao."
After saying that, a spiritual spell was played to notify Wu Cangyi and others that the situation had changed.
The eight Tianlong chariots turned into a stream of light and went straight into the sky, flying towards the east where Qing Yao left.
Feng Xiaolin looked at the dragon chariot going away, but he was too smart to follow it.
The next battle belonged to the battle of the gods. As a monk in the late stage of Lingtai, she was just a burden.
A hundred miles away from the east city gate, Qing Yao stepped on a flying sword, as graceful as an immortal.
Looking at the Suzaku egg in his hand, his expression was calm.
Suddenly, her flying sword stopped.
Ahead, four divine monks blocked her way.
Qingyao raised her eyebrows slightly, her peerless face becoming a little cold.
She looked at the middle-level cultivator of the Divine Palace among the four, and her tone was unkind.
"Master Feng Sect, do you, Lan Sect, want to be uprooted?"
Threatening words rang out among the clouds, making people feel a chill and shivers down their backs.
I don't know whether they were really scared or whether Qingyao was too majestic at the moment. The four divine monks trembled and took three steps back.
One person drove away four divine monks, which was amazing.
The monks who observed in secret praised her, she was indeed the Saint of Yaochi, she had such a strong aura.
Feng Qianqian looked hesitant, a little undecided.
The person in front of me is the Saint of Yaochi, who is difficult to deal with.
Let’s not talk about whether we can win it or not. Even if we grab the Suzaku Egg, if Yaochi is angry, the Haigan Kingdom’s thousand-year layout in Dachu will be uprooted.
Feng Yuxi looked at Feng Qianqian's hesitation, his face gloomy.
"Sect Master, the Suzaku Egg is related to the fate of Haigan Kingdom for thousands of years in the future. You must not look forward or backward."
Feng Yuxi's words made Feng Qianqian completely determined.
With a look from him, the other three people changed their positions and blocked Qingyao's escape route.
"Hand over the Suzaku egg and I will spare your life!"
Feng Qianqian's tone was vicious, and a strong murderous intention filled the world.
Qing Yao's eyes were slightly cold on her cold face, and the corners of her mouth raised a cold and stern look.
"Are you the craftsmen of Haigan Country?"
Qing Yao's words made the four of them reveal their murderous intentions. They each looked at each other with determination in their eyes.
Since the Qingyao Saint already knows their identities, she must die today.
"Do it!"
Feng Qianqian shouted coldly, and the other three people understood and took action together, intending to kill Qingyao with one blow without leaving any further trouble.
Feng Qianqian was wearing a purple battle suit, holding a white jade plate in his hand, and a moon wheel floating behind him.
Purple windbreaker, cold mysterious plate, broken moon wheel.
All three are top-grade spiritual weapons and are also his natal magic weapons.
"Storm Thousand Techniques!"
With a loud shout, three high-grade spiritual weapons flew out at the same time, stirring up the wind and clouds above 10,000 meters in the air, condensing into a terrifying tornado with a diameter of one kilometer.
The earth is gray and the sky is extremely dull.
The tornado killed Qingyao with the power to tear everything apart.
At the same time, terrifying killing moves came from the other three directions one after another, no less powerful than Feng Qianqian's blow.
The four killing moves shook the world and caused the power of heaven and earth within a hundred miles to become chaotic.
Countless monks on the spiritual platform who were eating melons had frightened expressions on their faces, and the flying swords under their feet lost their strength, and they all screamed and fell towards the ground.
When the monks from the distant Lingtai saw this, they did not dare to get close and fled towards the distance.
"Oh my god, the monks from the Divine Palace are so terrifying. We can't even fly in front of them."
The sounds of crying for father and mother resounded through the sky. Countless people looked at Qingyao at the center of the attack and shook their heads slightly. With such a terrifying joint attack, she was afraid that not even the scum would be left.
Qingyao's face was cold, and there was only coldness in her eyes.
Facing the attacks from Feng Qianqian and the other three in the middle stage of the Divine Palace, she was not afraid at all.
Forming a seal in his hand, the sky and earth darkened, and in the distant sky, a bright moon rose, illuminating the sky and earth silvery white.
Under the bright moon, the sound of waves was rolling, and countless people looked at this scene with horror in their hearts.
Ten thousand meters above the sky, a vast and boundless ocean appeared out of thin air.
Under the moonlight, the sea water shimmered like a dream.
Before the month of Qingyao's independence, she was dressed in white, which highlighted her world-famous appearance, as if a fairy from the Moon Palace had descended into the world.
