I can see the blood bar, my purity is very high

Lou Yuwei, who was drinking tea next to him, suddenly shook his hands, and the aroma of tea filled his face.

"Brother Dao Dao, no, senior! Are you already in the late Nascent Soul stage?"

"Later stage of Nascent Soul? No." Lu Wenwu answered truthfully, "I'm just shooting for fun. It will be used sooner or later anyway."

This is indeed the case.

At worst, I'll just resell it when I return to Blue Star.

There are so many players on Blue Star, and there are always people who follow the system of cultivating immortals.

It's always good to have one more elixir to assist in advancement.

"But this..." Lou Yuwei's face looked dull, "Brother Taoist, I know you are not short of spiritual stones. But... although most of the great monks and gods of transformation present care about face, there are always some who don't care. You It’s easy to be targeted.”]

In the short time they were talking, the price of this Dragon-Tiger Jiaotai Fei Xing Dan had risen to two thousand one hundred and thirty-four spiritual stones.

"Thanks, you're a nice person."

Lu Wenwu smiled slightly and pressed the bidding device in his hand.

"I know, but I don't care at all."

As the price above the projection changed again, the originally agitated auction house once again fell into dead silence.

"Mr. Tian Zi No. A 413, bid 5,000 high-grade spiritual stones!" the auctioneer shouted excitedly.

After so many years in the industry, he has never seen the kind of wealthy people who don't need spiritual stones, or the second generation who don't use spiritual stones as spiritual stones.

These people tend to spend money like water without caring or caring about whether they will offend others.

But that's only at some small-scale auctions.

Once the level of the auction rises to the point where Nascent Soul Lord begins to participate, generally speaking, this situation will not happen again.

A Nascent Soul Lord might be nothing.

But behind a Nascent Soul is often complicated, involving countless intertwined system networks.

Who knows who is standing behind you?

Therefore, in high-end auctions, it is rare for a "rich person" to spend such a large amount of spiritual stones and demand all the items in the auction.

As for the big auction that happens once every ten years.

This is the first time since the grand auction system was officially established.

Spending five thousand high-grade spiritual stones to buy an auxiliary type of realm-breaking elixir, even if it is to assist in breaking through into a god, is a bit too expensive.

After all, it only enhances part of the ability when breaking through, not the whole.

If it were the legendary Brewing God Pill that could increase the probability of becoming a god by 10%, it would probably still be worth this many spiritual stones, or even higher.

When the auctioneer dropped the hammer for the third time, Longhujiaotaixidan successfully fell into Lu Wenwu's hands.

In the following time, the meter in Lu Wenwu's hand never stopped.

As soon as a new auction item comes on the market, it will immediately start at ten times the starting price.

As long as there is an opponent competing with me, I will immediately fight back with double the amount. If that doesn't work, I will triple or quadruple the attack.

Whether it is magic weapons, talismans, antiques, materials, treasures of heaven and earth, no matter the grade of these things, as long as the lowest price is given, Lu Wenwu will buy them immediately.

Relying on Pingyi's ability to make money, this auction can only be described in two words for him.

Reserve the venue!

With 500 million and tens of millions of high-grade spiritual stones in hand, Lu Wenwu even doubted whether he would be able to spend all the fractions he had after the auction.

Judging from the current value of the lot, it may be too much.

As of now, there are none worth more than 10,000 yuan, which is really boring.

It should be said or not, these big guys in the world of immortality are indeed well-educated, and most of them are really bad.

Originally, after Lu Wenwu finished taking the first three lots, some Nascent Soul Lord and Transformation Soul Lord were dissatisfied with his behavior and began to send people to secretly investigate Lu Wenwu's background.

However, when Lu Wenwu won a total of twenty-seven lots in succession, these giants in the world of immortality collectively stopped all activities with a tacit understanding and followed the auction honestly to see if they could win through normal channels.

They are scared!

Anyone who has the guts to do this has no idea what monsters are standing behind him.

It is better not to offend or offend.

It's a pity that competing with Lu Wenwu for the number of spiritual stones is destined to be a sad story.

The dragon clan has accumulated spiritual stones for who knows how long. Even if it is a fraction, it is not comparable to these immortal cultivator families who only have three to five thousand years of accumulation at most.

not to mention.

The thousands of spiritual veins in Long Mansion have not been dug out in more than 11,000 years!

The richness of the spiritual energy can be worth dozens of dollars if you just pick it up with a pickaxe according to the mineral vein!

purchase!

Just buy it and that’s it!

As long as Lu Wenwu sees it, he must take it!

The bosses were still restraining themselves, but some of the monks below had begun to curse without scruples. The discussion about Lu Wenwu became more and more noisy.

His grandma, it’s okay if you just shoot some high-end stuff, that really has nothing to do with us and is not something we can covet at this level.

Why the hell do you even want golden elixirs and foundation-building items?

You must have at least the financial resources to become a real god. What do you want to do with your godly transformation that can improve your cultivation progress during the foundation building period?

Even if you really need it, at your status, do you still need to come to the auction to buy it?

It’s really a monster!

The other monks were not happy, but Tianji Tower and the sellers who sent them for auction almost laughed out loud, and immediately sent the lots that Lu Wenwu had taken to him.

It doesn’t matter who you sell to, it’s whether you can sell it or how much you sell that matters.

With a rich man like Lu Wenwu, not only did the auction process speed up greatly, but the prices of the auction items also increased significantly compared to the estimates, which was simply a smile.

They hoped that Lu Wenwu would not stop and sweep more so that they could also make more money.

A rich man who only used high-quality spiritual stones is hard to find even with a lantern!

In Box No. 1, eight people from different sects, but all of them belonged to the Immortal Dao League, were seated here.

The pressure that was revealed inadvertently was enough to scare ordinary low-level cultivators to kneel on the spot, and even hurt their spiritual sea.

They gathered here to be the fishermen who made the nest.

The nest and the bait were the boundary stone.

The fish was the Tyrannosaurus Demon Lord Lu Wenwu.

What was different from the initial discussion was the number of people and cultivation level who took action for the Tyrannosaurus Demon Lord sniper plan.

In order to avoid empty-handedness this time, almost all the mid- and late-stage gods in the Xiandao League who could come came.

Some of them hid around Tianji City and the main roads where the righteous and the evil met, to prevent Lu Wenwu from escaping with some special means.

The other part ambushed at the auction site, ready to attack Lu Wenwu directly after the auction was over.

There were nine immortal masters in the late stage of the gods, eight of whom were waiting in the No. 1 private room, and another five-element array master from the Five Elements Array Sect was checking the arrays arranged in Tianji City and around the venue.

Make sure that the Tyrannosaurus Demon Lord can be locked and controlled the moment he shows up, and clear him and all irrelevant people from the scene to avoid accidental injuries.

As for the old owner of the Tianji Building, he started to work overnight with his disciples after the plan was decided half a year ago, setting up nested defense arrays in the city and transferring all important items.

A chaotic battle between ten late-stage gods.

If they fail to kill Tyrannosaurus Demon Lord in the first place, once they fight, it will be hard for Tianji City to be saved.

"Do you think this kid who is trying to monopolize the place is the Tyrannosaurus Demon Lord?" an old man asked with interest.

"I don't think so."

The middle-aged man dressed as a scholar shook his head slightly.

"The powerful demons need flesh and blood more than spirit stones. If it is really Tyrannosaurus, he should not have so much financial resources. Tianji Tower did not stop the auction, which means that the spirit stones and deposit he showed before the auction are enough for him to participate in the auction."

"Enough? How can he have so many spirit stones? I have saved up for half my life, but he has not spent as much as he just spent." Another incarnation interrupted, "I say Xiao Wu, how much deposit did that kid pay you?"

The deputy owner of Tianji Tower in the late Nascent Soul stage, called Xiao Wu, smiled and said, "Not much, not much, a full one million high-grade spirit stones."

"Mr. Duo!?"

The old guys in the room said in unison.

Some of them couldn't bear it and even jumped up, their eyes widened.

One million high-grade spirit stones!

Converted into low-grade spirit stones, it is a full 10 billion!

What is the concept of 10 billion low-grade spirit stones?

Without calculating the value of the top-grade spirit stones, if they immediately set off to return to their own sect and directly dug up all the top-grade spirit veins in their own sect, they might not be able to collect 10 billion low-grade spirit stones!

If they asked for a million high-grade spirit stones, they would never be able to collect them.

The top-grade spirit stones could not fill this hole.

In addition to the necessary spirit stone reserves to maintain the spirit vein dragon, the rest of the top-grade spirit stones that were born would basically be immediately sent to their respective caves, or to the caves of other gods for their cultivation.

Unless it was for preparation for ascension, there would be no large reserves at all.

And this huge number that shocked many gods was just the deposit that Lu Wenwu paid to prove his financial strength.

A True Master of Transformation had a tangled expression and said with difficulty: "I find it a little hard to accept. Where did this kid come from? Where did he get so many spirit stones?"

"One million high-quality spirit stones are enough to sweep half of the items in the entire auction, provided that you don't bid at a premium like he did." Another True Master of Transformation took over.

The old man who spoke first stroked his white beard and guessed: "Is it possible that this kid accidentally entered the ruins of a great ancient sect? I'm afraid that only in the heyday of cultivation in the ancient times of immortals can there be so many high-quality spirit stones left."

"It's hard to say. The ancient times of immortals are too far away from us. Moreover, apart from the few words in the classics and the few ancient treasures of immortals, it is still unclear whether that era existed." The middle-aged Confucian scholar refuted.

"Then how do you explain this?" The white-bearded old man pursed his lips, "Well, that kid has already bought more than a dozen items, and other people are very resentful of him now."

"Amitabha."

A monk wearing a bright yellow monk's robe, with 108 golden Linggu ebony merit beads hanging around his neck, and a red gold-threaded cassock, made a Buddha gesture.

Although the old monk's beard and eyebrows were all white, he did not look old at all. Instead, his lips were red, his teeth were white, and his skin was like a baby's.

"This young donor has great courage, but also great killing sins."

"Master, I'm not saying anything bad about you. There are no disciples here, and you don't need to hold it. Can you speak more directly?"

A swordsman who was leaning against the wall with a sword in his arms, who looked sloppy and had messy robes, supported his head and said with a pair of dead fish eyes.

"I really can't understand you Buddhists. Will you die if you talk nicely?"

"Amitabha, Sword Master is still as irritable as before. This is not good."

The old monk was not annoyed, but just laughed. He twisted a string of Buddhist beads that was smaller than the one on his neck. His whole body exuded a warm glow, like the afternoon sun.

"The ancients said that wealth should not be exposed. This little donor dared to show his true face here and revealed his amazing financial strength. Isn't this a manifestation of great courage?"

"Yeah, then?" Sword Master curled his lips, "What is the great killing sin?"

"Not sure, I can't see it clearly." The old monk shook his head slightly, "When I looked at it, I felt like a bloody sea of ​​evil ghosts rushing towards me. If I guessed correctly, this little donor might be a demon."

"Aren't you still talking nonsense? Who doesn't Know this. "Jian Zun continued to complain, "You have seen it all, can't you see more? Tianji, that old man, is scared, you won't be scared too, right?"

"Don't look at it if it's indecent, don't look at it if it's indecent. It's not that I'm afraid, nor that I can't see clearly, but I don't want to lose my life for nothing," the old monk shook his head slightly, "Just now I wanted to take a closer look, but as soon as the thought came up, a great sense of terror suddenly appeared, as if the endless purgatory had descended on the earth."

As he spoke, the old monk spread his hands and showed the string of Buddhist beads in his hand.

Several Huashen Zhenzun looked curiously, and saw that the rope of merit that strung the Buddhist beads had disappeared for some reason, and now it was completely maintained by the old monk's Buddhist power.

And among the round Buddhist beads, thirteen beads had cracked, revealing strands of black air mixed with blood.

The cynical expression of the Sword Master disappeared instantly, replaced by coldness and murderousness. The long sword in his hand trembled slightly, and a slight sword sound was emitted faintly.

"Transformation?"

The old monk nodded slightly: "It is definitely not an ordinary transformation. This person has a great cause and effect that breaks the sky, and there is a strong external force protecting him, so that the old monk cannot peek. The consequences of forcibly peeping and touching"

He didn't say the second half of the sentence.

Just now, he just tried it with excitement, and the bracelet of Buddhist beads condensed by the power of merit was damaged.

If he really looked at it, I'm afraid that even the one on his neck couldn't save him.

Just like the True Master of Destiny half a year ago.

True Master of Destiny!

At the same time, several powerful gods thought of the scene of being killed by Lu Wenwu half a year ago because of the famous swordsmanship.

How similar is that to the scene the old monk is seeing now?

The middle-aged Confucian scholar looked heavy and slowly said: "He is very likely the Tyrannosaurus Demon Master we are looking for!"