I Am The Demon Emperor Kunpeng

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The host smiled: "Sir, this is a piece of news. We can’t guarantee that you will be able to exchange for sword tactics if you get the news. But we can tell you clearly, what I just said, our monks are willing to exchange The girl of Sword Jue, and the conditions she said, and the address where she met, are all true and reliable."

"That girl, will she wait there, she won't leave?"

Kunpeng looked at the talking monk, who was an old dragon demon, not like a spirit clan's support. But regardless of whether he was entrusted or not, he decided to take this news.

"Sir, that girl is a living creature. She can wander alone in the endless void. She is naturally capable. As for whether she will wait there forever. We can't guarantee whether the person who has taken the news will meet her again." People say.

When she said this, she seemed very sincere and didn't deceive anyone.

Of course, these old monsters at the scene have been fine for many years, and who can deceive them.

"Okay, then I'll make a reserve price and take a gamble."

The host was also interested immediately: "Very well, this gentleman bid 100 million to buy the swordsmanship news. Is there any increase in the price? If so, hurry up, and there will be no chance when it is too late."

It was as if the old dragon demon had made a good start, and then one after another, someone offered a price of one million to one million, and soon it was far more than one hundred million.

"Grass, are they really entrusted by the Spirit Race?" Huang Rong whispered, only Kun Peng and Mei Chaofeng could hear it clearly.

"It doesn't matter, we wait." Kunpeng said.

Ba Shan looked at Kunpeng: "Master, if we buy it in the end, will they be completely stared to death?"

Kunpeng smiled slightly: "Of course you will. Are you afraid? If you are afraid, you can take Ba Er, and you will leave now."

Ba Er immediately said: "Master, I won't leave. I'm not afraid. I'll stare to death and just stare to death. The big deal is to work hard with them!"

Ba Shan also said: "Master, I'm not afraid, but we need to make some preparations. After all, there are more than 100 ninth-level monks at the scene."

"It's okay if you don't be afraid, everyone just waits quietly. Also, you all have your eyes widened, pay attention to the high platform, don't let them adjust the auction."

The four of them seemed to understand in an instant, and they secretly blessed their spiritual power to their eyes, paying close attention to the beautiful spiritual monk holding the lot on the high platform.

After the host has introduced the lot, he will hand the lot to a monk next to him, and the monk will show the lot to the bidder in cooperation with the host and the asking monk.

When everyone asked for a price, the female nun would give the lottery to the vocal monk slightly.

Kunpeng didn't display his consciousness, fearing to attract the attention of those spiritual race cultivators. After all, it is difficult for the monster race to cultivate consciousness. If a conscious force suddenly appeared in the crowd gathered by the Monster Race, the Spirit Race cultivator would definitely look at him.

There are not many people who increase the price. Every time a price increase is made, they will be a little colder, as if people behind are thinking about whether to follow it or not. There are not many people who are willing to buy a piece of news for hundreds of millions. Even if it is a trust, they will worry that no one will take over after they shout down the offer, then he will definitely scold and even kill the cultivator of the spirit race.

Although the price increase was sparse, it still raised the price to 120 million.

Kunpeng analyzed the bidders one by one to see who is the real competitor.

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