Fantasy: I Can Summon Villains As Thugs

When faced with questioning gazes, the six-time winner was calm and calm. If he hadn't gone through several auctions and knew that the owner didn't like to pile up the sky-high price directly, he would even have changed from the 100 billion just now to... 6 hundreds of billions.

The starting price of 100 billion holy stones is already an extremely reserved number, so he said calmly and calmly, "If you know you can't afford to compete, it's better to let go as soon as possible!"

Venerable Zhuqing.

The Supreme Emperor of Nantianzong.

The Supreme Being of Dali Dynasty.

They lowered their heads depressedly.

They haven't understood the concept of poverty for a long time, and now they really understand what is rich and what is poverty. Compared with them, they are... poor.

The old Buddhist monk Shuangshan flickered and said to himself: "This is the previous master who practiced the exercises and attracted the thunder calamity. Is it the supreme boxing technique? If you don't compete, it's useless to come here...  Ten billion holy stones!"

The strong man from the Sea of ​​Undead Xie Ni went over and said, "Two hundred billion holy stones!"

The old Buddhist monk's face twitched.

The fourth patriarch of the Longevity Family hesitated and said, "Two hundred and ten billion!"

Six-crown Wang Ping said quietly: "Three hundred billion holy stones!"

for a while.

The few supreme beings who came from the imperial domain were all choked with choke in their throats, and it was difficult to swallow, and even those who had doubts about the creatures in the restricted area before from the imperial domain had their complexions slightly flushed.

Who said that creatures in restricted areas are ordinary?

503 Who Said that the Forbidden Areas Are Poor?

The strong man in the sea of ​​undead looked indifferent, but the depths of his eyes were filled with fire, and he wrote lightly: "If there is no accident, this competition should be decided between you and me!"

Six-crown Wang Ping nodded quietly.

The four patriarchs of the Changsheng family are gone.

Taoist fuzzy man.

An old Buddhist monk.

Juvenile offering wine.

There is nothing to be afraid of.

At this time, the only ones who still have the power to compete are the three of them. The Six-Crown King glanced lightly at the guardian of the imperial tomb, and was silently vigilant in his heart, knowing that this was the real enemy.

The asking price has just reached 800 billion holy stones.

Even left to spare.

On the contrary, the strong man in the Sea of ​​Undead had obtained a few good things in the auction before, and he also knew about the wealth, and the threat was not too great. In his mind, the two were still competing one after another.

Four hundred billion holy stones.

Forty-five billion.

Forty-seven billion.

Five hundred billion holy stones.

Fifty-five billion.

Fifty-six billion!

Six hundred billion holy stones.

610 billion.

620 billion.

To everyone's astonishment, the mausoleum guardians of the first two competitions withered away at this moment, and never said a word from the beginning to the end, causing everyone to have strange expressions frequently.

"Could it be that the law doesn't match!" the vague man in the Taoist temple whispered to himself.

Actually.

Invincible method is good.

It also depends on whether it fits.

For example, all the quasi-emperors who have made it to the present have their own system, and if they are easily changed, the loss will be huge. Definitely not going to practice, just pretending to be a foundation for Buddhism.

"It shouldn't be. Even if the law is not in compliance, there is not even a bid. It is a bit unreasonable! The clear eyes of the young man offering wine are gradually becoming confused.

An old servant in gray robe.

Empress of Yaochi.

The two also looked up slowly.

"Is the technique really inappropriate?" The empress of Yaochi said to herself, before the auction, the owner gave this invincible technique to her to observe, but the boxing technique was too overbearing, and it hurt her mind just by meeting her. It doesn't fit at all, could it be the same for the tomb guards?

In a VIP room.

The mausoleum keeper lowered his head and fell into deep thought. The cries and bids next to his ears (bjah) seemed to have nothing to do with him, but they sounded in his ears all the time, clear and loud, as if they had been magnified dozens of times .

"What is the meaning of my competition...?" The mausoleum guard of the emperor's tomb looked at him blankly. Although this punching technique was superior, it had no real effect on him as everyone had guessed, because... ...do not fit.

Or be able to practice this boxing technique.

But absolutely not.

But what he cares about is not these, but an even higher level. From the previous one and even the previous one, it is like a demon imprinted in the bottom of his heart. ..do you really need this thing?

In his thoughts, the sound of bidding outside was also soaring rapidly, and the confused eyes of the mausoleum guardian gradually became clear, with a slight wave of waves, and he whispered: "Perhaps, what I need is not this thing, but a one-time purchase." Prove your determination to auction!"

"Sixty-four billion!"

"Sixty-five billion!"

"Sixty-seven billion!"

The guardian of the imperial mausoleum slowly raised his head, as if he had fallen into the abyss, and the dragon recovered from the abyss. The terrifying oppression made people unconsciously look towards the VIP room.

The strong man in the sea of ​​undead sensed the danger and couldn't help but look away.

The Six-Crown King also swept away suddenly, with a slightly awe-inspiring heart.

"Seven hundred billion!"

The mausoleum guard of the emperor's mausoleum spoke with a firm voice, revealing unparalleled fortitude and domineering determination.

"hiss!"

Although the price was not raised high, the powerhouses in the sea of ​​undead felt intense pressure.

"Seven hundred and ten billion!"

"Seventy-two billion!"

"Seventy-five billion!"

When it was the turn of the mausoleum guards of the imperial mausoleum, they raised the price up again, raising the price a lot, causing the six crowned kings to frown and said: "You are not suitable for this imperial boxing shop!"

The mausoleum guardian of the emperor's mausoleum has evil in his eyes, and he has a domineering attitude that he has never seen before. He sneered and said, "What's the matter with me being useless? I have taken a fancy to this thing, and I want it. If you don't accept it... come grab it! "

The Six-Crown King was choked, and his deep black pupils gradually sharpened, and he said calmly: "Well, let's see if you failed all four things, or this thing will fall into my hands!"

The strong man in the Undead Sea had an ugly expression on his face, a strange purple glow appeared in his demon eyes, and he said quietly: "Aren't you two too overbearing? Forget that there is another one!"

"Seventy-six billion!"

"Seven hundred and seven hundred billion!"

"Seventy-eight billion!"

An ordinary person under the auction room sighed: "Look at this, there is almost no suspense in this auction, and there should be a final winner among the three!"

The fuzzy man in the Taoist temple showed a bit of fun, and he sent a voice transmission to the old Buddhist monk and the young man from Jixia Academy, saying: "How about the three of us join in and share the pie?".