Immemorial Paragon

"Everyone, the next item to be auctioned is the body of a **** king."

As soon as Mo Qingyun sat down, the old man on the auction table introduced the next item.

Looking at the corpse of God King Realm on the auction floor, Mo Qingyun's expression moved, creating a heart-warming meaning.

Ju Langxi's method of refining ghosts and gods, he also knew one or two.

Now that his strength is very low, if he refines a **** king realm, he will have a lot of self-protection ability.

This idea came into being, and Mo Qingyun was thinking about whether to photograph it.

"Non-sense old man will not say, the body of this **** king strongman, the starting price of five million days of spar."

The old man who presided over the auction was very simple. Briefly introducing the auction items, he quoted the price of the auction.

Listening to the price quoted by the old man, there was a groan in the auction house, showing that he did not buy it.

"A corpse of the God King Realm has a starting price of five million days. Only a fool can buy it?"

"If the body of a God King Realm can sell five million days of spar, the old man will kill a few people to sell it the other day."

"This is not necessarily the case, if you are a mortal sect, you might be interested."

...

Words of dissatisfaction and ridicule spread from all corners of the auction house.

Listening to the words of the people around, the old man who presided over the auction house, his expression suddenly tightened.

He did not expect that the corpse of the God King Realm would be a hot potato.

If it doesn't go out at auction, he won't be good enough to turn around.

The ancestor on the auction floor quickly explained: "This corpse of the God King Realm is not the body of an ordinary **** king. He was an ancestor of the soul-calling tribe before his death."

Wow!

The old man's words fell, and there was an uproar in the auction house.

"What? It turned out to be the **** king of the soul-calling tribe, which is really unusual."

"The blood of the soul-calling tribe can be used to refine the nine-day rebirth of the soul, and the blood of the God King Realm is more rare."

"Not only that, the bloodline of the soul-calling tribe can also be used to refine the anti-Sky Wheel Sedan."

"In this case, I am afraid that there will be some scrambles next, and there will be a lot of alchemy shots."

"Although there will be a lot of minor trouble shooting it, it is worth the risk."

...

The crowd was eloquent.

Listening to everyone's words, Mo Qingyun's expression shook, his eyes became a little bit hot, and he said, "It turned out to be the body of the Soul Soul God King Realm. It seems I need to take him down."

When Mo Qingyun made a secret decision, some people started quoting, and the competition was fierce.

"I give out 5.5 million spar!"

"I have six million!"

"I'm out of 6.1 million!"

...

The price of the auction has skyrocketed.

"It doesn't seem easy to fight for it."

Seeing the scene getting more and more fierce, Mo Qingyun's brow frowned slightly, hesitating to take a shot.

Mo Qingyun considered it slightly, he still decided to take a shot, and photographed the body of this soul-calling **** king.

"I have a spar of ten million days!"

Mo Qingyun directly raised the price to 10 million, shocking everyone at the scene.

Immediately, the eyes of the people in the auction house looked at Mo Qingyun one after another.

"What's the point of this boy, he even directly raised the price of three million days of spar."

"Looking at his appearance, it should be necessary for this corpse."

"A junior who cultivates the realm of the sky can come up with 10 million days of spar. The background may not be simple."

...

At this moment, everyone took note of Mo Qingyun and paid more attention to him.

Seeing Mo Qingyun's move, Jiang Yunxi's eyes fluttered, and Lulu looked at him in surprise, saying, "Mo Gongzi, do you want to take a picture of the body of the **** king?"

"Ok!"

Mo Qingyun nodded and said, "It has some uses for me."

Hearing Mo Qingyun's answer, Jiang Yunxi hesitated and said, "Mr. Mo, if the effect is not great, I suggest you don't take pictures. The power of the soul-calling tribe is very powerful. What they hate most is that others draw their blood. . "

"If you let the soul-callers know that you photographed their ancestor's body, it is estimated that they will be forcibly recovered, or even sent to hunt you down."

As Jiang Yunxi said, Mo Qingyun was surprised, and there was no such secret.

After only a little surprise, Mo Qingyun decided to take a picture.

He wanted to refine the anti-Sky Wheel World Dan, and the blood of the soul-calling tribe was indispensable. Now things are in front of him, and he does not need to give up.

"I have 15 million!"

When Mo Qingyun talked to Jiang Yunxi, a lazy voice came not far from them.

Hearing this voice, Mo Qingyun knew who it was, the strangeness of Lengyue Demon Palace.

Wan Qianqi reported his price, and he looked at Mo Qingyun provocatively and said, "Boy, if you want this corpse of the God King Realm, you have to ask me if you agree."

Seeing Qian Qianqi ’s move, everyone showed a curious expression, and wanted to see Mo Qingyun respond in this way.

They are very clear that Wan Qianqi's current move is clearly trouble for Mo Qingyun.

"Mr. Son, this strangeness is against you sincerely, so let him give him the body."

Thinking of the trouble of Mo Qingyun photographing the body, Jiang Yunxi opened his mouth and suggested that Mo Qingyun didn't want to waste the spar of the sky.

Seeing Jiang Yunxi next to Mo Qingyun, Wan Qianqi's eyes were indifferent, and in a threatening tone, he said: "Boy, stay away from Jiang Jiang, otherwise don't blame me for being polite to you."

To the thousands of strange warnings, Mo Qingyun chose to ignore them directly, and said to the old man on the auction table, "I have 20 million days of spar."

At the sight of Mo Qingyun's move, the people around him were stunned.

They did not expect that Mo Qingyun was too high for the five million-day spar, and raised the price to the 20 million-day spar.

The body of a God King Realm was sold for 20 million spar, which is really terrifying.

"you……"

Looking at Mo Qingyun's move, Wan Qianqi's face was dark and icy, and his eyes appeared cold.

He did not expect that Mo Qingyun dared to fight against him, vying for the body of the God King Realm.

"I have 21 million!"

Wan Qianqi quoted a price again and said coldly, "boy, if you have the ability, then I will fight to the end."

"No, I'm just going to pretend. Now I don't want to pretend."

Mo Qingyun shrugged with a smile about Wan Qianqi's provocation, and said, "I'm forcing you to pretend to be alone now. Are you happy? Don't rush to thank me, I'm so kind and helpful."

Listening to Mo Qingyun's words, Wan Qianqi's complexion immediately turned blue, and his body shivered with anger.

He never imagined that Mo Qingyun persuaded when it was crucial.

He originally thought that raising the price to make Mo Qingyun bleed, did not want to let Mo Qingyun take the lead.

This is really wrong!

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