These medicine pills have exceeded 100 million spiritual crystals, which makes the strong men on the second floor choose to retreat. They think they are incapable of fighting these people.
Even the strong men from the eight ancient families had livid faces, clenched their fists with frowns, and put the ninth-grade treasure pills up for auction. It was really shocking.
Yao Dan, the leader of the Yao Clan, stroked his mustache and said with a smile: "Fortunately, I brought a ninth-grade elixir when I came here, otherwise this Thunder Tribulation Pill would really fall into the hands of others. "
Yao Xingji also said hurriedly: "Congratulations to the clan leader, congratulations to the clan leader, if the clan leader can get this elixir, then our Yao Clan will become one of the best in the Dou Qi Continent."
Faced with Yao Xingji's flattery, Yao Dan also smiled with satisfaction. He was also very glad that he had not offended Master Li Xiao because of Yao Wanhuo. Otherwise, let alone breaking through the Eight-Star Fighting Saint, he might have died at the hands of others. .
Everyone knows that the ownership of this elixir has fallen into the hands of Yao Dan, the leader of the Yao Clan. Who among you here can come up with so much money?
On the Soul Clan's side.
The strong soul clan men all looked strange, and they all wanted to taste the taste of this elixir, but the price was indeed a bit hard to guard against.
The star-catching old ghost poured a cup of hot tea for the adults and said with a smile: "Elders, please have some tea."
"Drink the hell!" Hun Yuantian slapped the old ghost Zhai Xing on the face, "You didn't see us discussing countermeasures. You just know that drinking tea is of no use to you!"
Void Swallowing Flame did not speak, he glanced indifferently at the aggrieved old star-picking ghost, and continued to look at the ninth-grade Xuandan on the crystal table.
The old ghost Zhaixing was so aggrieved that he almost cried. Why did he hit himself every time he was in a bad mood? He had already said before coming that he didn't want to come, but Hun Yuantian didn't give him this chance at all, indicating that the Hun clan The Four Demon Saints are not here, so he can rest assured.
Who would have thought that this sentence was obviously a lie to a child? This was the first time in his life that he felt so helpless.
"You still dare to cry, you damn old man, you are looking for death!"
Hun Yuantian held the old ghost picking up the stars by his collar and said, "Hold it back, if you dare to cry again, I will dig your teeth all over the floor."
"I'm sorry, sir, I just thought of my mother who passed away. Look, how filial I am..."
The corner of Hun Yuantian's mouth twitched, and he threw it to the ground. He turned around and looked at Wuwu Tunyan, who was sitting silently on the chair and said:
"Sir, you would like to say something, do you want it or not?!"
Void Tunyan was not in a good mood to begin with, and he was a little angry when he heard Hun Yuantian's persistence. He immediately raised his eyebrows and shouted: "Tell me how to get it. How much do you plan to spend on hundreds of millions of spiritual crystals?"
"But... we can't just give up..."
Hun Yuantian's anger suddenly extinguished a lot, and he returned to his chair with some embarrassment, scratched his head and said: "Sir, this elixir cannot fall into the hands of other eight ancient families, otherwise our Hun Yuantian will become The target of public criticism.”
Hun Shengtian spoke: "Lord Void Tunyan, what Hun Yuantian said is not unreasonable. This ninth-grade Xuandan is valuable, but it is also related to the future development of our Soul Clan. If..."
"I know."
Void Swallowing Flame shrugged, and could only take out the elixir that he had treasured for many years, otherwise it would be difficult to be his opponent.
"A ninth-grade treasure pill, eighty million spiritual crystals, a low-level heaven-level fighting skill, plus three high-level local-level skills."
As soon as the sound came out, it attracted everyone's attention. The price also completely refreshed their understanding of the world.
There is another ninth-grade elixir, as well as low-level heaven-level fighting skills, and three high-level local-level skills. I am afraid that even if the family is a gold mine, they may not be able to spend so much money.
Sitting on the soft chair, Li Xiao also raised his head and looked at the ugly things around him.
He said with great interest: "As expected of the Soul Clan, he can actually produce so many spiritual crystals and fighting skills at once. Haha, medicine pill, if you can't come up with something valuable, I'm afraid this ninth-grade Xuandan will be useless." It will be owned by the Soul Clan."
The promotion of the soul race is an extremely terrifying existence for any race, and may even destroy a large number of sects and families intermittently.
Li Xiao actually doesn't want another nine-star fighting saint strongman to appear in the Soul Clan, because this may cause unnecessary trouble. He even said that some strong men have fallen and it is impossible to spend so much money again. .
But the auction has auction rules, and even as the master of the pavilion, I have no power to prevent the high bidder from conducting the auction.
Otherwise, Dengtian Pavilion's reputation may be damaged if word spreads.
"Damn it!" Yao Dan, the leader of the Yao Clan, stared at the auction in front of him with a ferocious face. He didn't expect that someone could bid more than himself.
It seems that he wants to fight for his foundation!
Yao Xingji is also a little dignified. The price is indeed a bit too scary. It is not easy to get it.
"Master Patriarch, what should we do next?"
Yao Xing asked eagerly.
Yao Dan turned around and looked at Yao Xingji, squinting his eyes and said, "Yao Xingji, as the next leader of the Yao Clan, it's time for you to wake up."
After hearing this, Yao Xingji cast a puzzled look, not understanding what the patriarch meant by these words.
"The only thing worth a good price now is strange fire."
As soon as these words came out, Yao Xingji seemed to have thought of something, his eyes widened and he said: "Clan Leader, what do you mean..."
"That's right, the Nine Nether Wind Flames on your body!"
The Nine Nether Wind Flames on Yao Xingji are worth a lot of money. If they are put up for auction, they will definitely crush the other party's price.
"No, Patriarch, I will probably die if you do this!"
Yao Xing stood up in a hurry and said anxiously: "Clan leader, don't you have the flame of a living being? Use yours."
"presumptuous!"
Yao Dan scolded: "We spent a lot of spiritual crystals to buy the Flame of Life. Now we put it up for auction. Do you really think we can make money so easily? Yao Xingji, as the young leader of the Yao Clan, you should be the leader of the family." For your own sake!”
"Can't I just find you another strange fire from now on? Why do you have to care about this all the time?!"
Yao Dan stared at Yao Xingji in front of him with a face full of hatred. He could say whatever he wanted, but this guy didn't understand his good intentions?
The Flame of Life was worth a lot of money. He had paid too much to obtain this strange fire, otherwise he would not have been able to use the Nine Nether Wind Flames in Yao Xingji's body for auction.
"Xingji, you believe the clan leader. The clan leader will not harm you. Dengtian Pavilion will have special methods to help you safely remove the strange fire from your body. Don't worry."
(End of chapter)
