Chapter 1109

Guijue Pavilion, located in the middle of Guijue City, is surrounded by large and small forces, which spread among worships and silently proclaim its supremacy.

"Chaoyanlu, the bottom price is 500 Lingyu!"

"Nine soul burning spider, the bottom price is 20000 Lingyu!"

The powerful voice of the auctioneer spreads from the front table one after another, and the appearance of auction items keeps the atmosphere in the pavilion in a hot state.

"This auction is really boring." Sitting in a corner of the pavilion, Xiao Yang, in the dark, yawns lazily. The red flame on his shoulder also narrows his eyes in boredom.

The items auctioned by the ghost Pavilion may be quite good for the ordinary spirit emperor, but he can't see them in his eyes now.

However, he is not interested, does not mean that other people are also, many low and medium level spirit emperor, saliva flying shouting price, look excited.

"You just said, this auction is boring?" A son of an aristocratic family suddenly looks at Xiao Yang with endless cold in his eyes.

Ghost Kingdom Pavilion is the overlord of ghost town. Many people don't even have the qualification to participate in the auction held here. How dare some people say that the auction is boring?

By that kind of gaze, Xiao Yang was speechless.

I didn't expect that a word could attract hatred.

"If you don't have Lingyu, shut up and don't look for a sense of existence." Seeing that Xiao Yang didn't answer, the young man made a cold sarcasm and turned his head.

"Mujie, don't make trouble." The woman in front of the youth has a headache.

"Am I in trouble? But I just don't like him. Since I came in, I've been shrinking in the corner like a beggar. I haven't even called the price once. For this kind of goods, I dare to say that the auction of ghost Pavilion is boring? " Mujie snorted.

"What other people say has nothing to do with you. If you are so reckless, you should be careful to get into trouble with some big people." The woman's tone is helpless.

"I don't like him." Mu Jie's cold way.

Big shot?

What can Xiao Yang be like?

He himself is the second level spirit emperor, and his family is also well-known in the ghost town. Even the seventh level spirit emperor does not dare to provoke easily.

"Mad dog." Xiao Yang shook his head in his heart.

This young man obviously has ulterior motives. All the people standing in the corner of the ghost pavilion are the strong people of the ghost Pavilion. He just wants to attract the attention of those strong people.

Sure enough.

Looking at Xiao Yang's back, many of the strong people in Guijue pavilion have cold and dangerous light in their eyes. In this city, no one dares to disrespect Guijue Pavilion.

"Why don't you talk?" Mu Jie's fierce eyes fell on Xiao Yang.

"Do I have a grudge against you?" Xiao Yang spoke calmly.

He and this young man have no grievances or grudges, but the latter has always forced him to die. If he is replaced by a weak man, once he is targeted by the ghost Pavilion, he will definitely die.

"What if there is, what if not." Mujie's eyes were cold.

Slightly shook his head, Xiao Yang no longer responded.

It was the first time that he met this kind of mad dog.

"Losers." Coldly spit out two words, Mujie turned around, and the young man beside him, he said with a smile: "it's not a trap, it's not fun, it's not like the last one. We forced him to get angry on the spot, but before we started, he was killed by the people of the ghost Pavilion."

"I can't help it. I met a coward this time." Mujie gave a cold smile, and the expression on his face was extremely cruel.

Play?

The two men's conversation in the ear, Xiao Yang's eyes, suddenly cold down, the two young people, his life, as a tool for fun?

"Since he is not obedient, let's kill him after the auction." Mujie's mouth was on the grin.

"Good." It was as if Xiao Yang's face was full of blood, and Xiao Yang's face was full of laughter.

In fact, many aristocratic children have done such things as making fun of the lives of the weak.

But they are as blatant as they are.

The auction is still going on.

"The sixth level wind is the spirit beast Cangling Xiangzun, which is about the size of a pavilion. When it grows up, it can even break the sky and the earth, and break mountains and rivers. The starting price is 30000 spirit jade!" The auctioneer laughs.

"Three in case!"

"Thirty two thousand!"

"Thirty five thousand!"

The sound of excited peddling resounded endlessly.

Cang Ling Xiang Zun is one of the most important items of Gui Gui Ge this time. It is for this that many of the powerful people of Ling Huang came here, so they called Jia Lai, but they didn't feel any pain at all.

"Is Cangling like Zun?" Xiao Yang muttered to himself.

He has read the records of this kind of spirit beast. It is said that the growing up Cangling elephant Zun is domineering and can destroy a city with one trample.

The power of this kind of spirit beast is slightly better than that of the golden mongrel.Therefore, this kind of price is worthy of its status.

"Fifty thousand Lingyu once!"

"Fifty thousand spirit jade twice!"

"Fifty thousand spirit jade three times!"

"Deal!"

After announcing the results, the auctioneer wiped his sweat with a smile, stretched out his palm and gently lifted up a bottle of pills from the maid's silver plate: "next, the auction is a bottle of six grade pills."

Six pills?

The crowd was shocked.

How precious are the six kinds of pills? In which auction house, they are all the final products, but guizhunge has to auction one bottle at a time?

"This Dan, named juhun Dan, is the handwriting of Xiao Yang, a former disciple of xingfengfeng. I don't think I need to say more about his deeds." The auctioneer laughed, and the crowd below burst the pot.

In the past, Xiao Yang was only unknown, but there were thousands of forces, large and small, who took part in shenlingtian. As Xiao Yang who ascended shenlingtai, after the end of shenlingtian, there was no doubt widespread discussion.

In addition, after shenlingtian, there is a strong spirit. Xiao Yang blackmailed Jiang Qin in front of the thunder. This made his reputation more and more loud.

"Wait, juhundan, a bottle?" Different from the noisy crowd, Xiao Yang in the corner is a little confused. When did he refine so many soul gathering pills?

"There are ten soul gathering pills. The starting price of each one is 20000 spirit jade. Now, the auction begins!" The auctioneer poured out a soul gathering pill and showed it to the public. The voice of faint smile came from his mouth.

"No!" Looking at the pill, Xiao Yang's face slowly chills down.

This pill is not a juhun pill at all. It's just a three grade poison source pill wrapped with a layer of juhun pill powder. Because the materials used to refine the two kinds of pills are very similar in properties, even some six grade elixirs can't tell the true from the false, so they can easily confuse the false with the true.

As for duyuan Dan, it's not a good thing at all.

This kind of pill, in addition to the poison nature of the spirit Master, other attributes of the spirit Master refining, can live to eat and die.

"Twenty three thousand!"

"Twenty four thousand!"

Just as the auctioneer's smile grew stronger and stronger, a voice came out from the corner with a kind of cold voice: "your Pavilion auctions some pills of unknown origin. If something goes wrong, who is responsible?"