Supreme Daddy

After observing with their spiritual consciousness, they realized that this photo was of a side of the auction house. What kind of thing is this? It can print the real thing on it immediately. It's amazing. It can't be an artifact, right? Not one of them calmed down, after all, this magical thing appeared.

What is the origin of Private Room 324? What an ordinary kid brought out was so mysterious that some people became malicious.

The photo fell on the center stage, and the beautiful woman picked it up and smiled at Sissi, who also smiled at her with her white teeth.

The ghost lady didn't even know what to say. Anyway, she was stupid again. The goddaughter had a bunch of things in her hands, not to mention the mystery, and she didn't know where she took them out.

A monk in private room 515 on the fifth floor smiled, stretched out his right hand, and directed towards private room 324 with a trace of blue energy as if it was attractive.

"Bold!" Mrs. Ghost shouted. This guy actually wanted to snatch something from her goddaughter. Are you tired of living?

Then the ghost lady stepped up through the air and broke into private room 515.

This auction can no longer be maintained. The Ghost King received the news that the reception city has been breached and the enemy will come here soon.

Everyone looked at 515, and saw the flash of swords and shadows inside, and the aftermath. Sissi and Beibei kept looking at it, pouting, why wasn't it auctioned? None of the ghost beads showed up.

"Brother Yun, why don't you take action?"

"You brat, this is not in line with your character." Old Man Wugui felt incredible. How could Ling Yun be so quiet and not cause trouble?

"Haha, let's watch the show. Isn't there someone taking the initiative?" Ling Yun smiled and shrugged. He would be killed if he took action, so he would just let Madam Ghost play with him.

"Don't fight, hurry up and auction!" Sissi yelled, a little angry after waiting for so long.

"Hurry up and auction!"

"Hurry up and auction!"

The two little guys kept shouting, but unfortunately the sound of fighting was covered up. Even if it wasn't covered up, no one would pay attention.

Long Yanran gently touched the two of them and explained: "Sissi and Beibei, don't argue! Hush!! The auction cannot continue in this situation."

What's wrong with the two little guys pouting? Not getting an answer, I could only stay quiet.

In the ghost prince's private room on the top floor, a ghost general looked at him with an ugly face and said: "Your Majesty, the people in 303 and 303 are using counterfeit coins!" After saying this, he looked angry!

"It's almost as I guessed, it's okay! It seems that a big battle today is unavoidable!" said the Ghost King.

If you win, you can get back everything auctioned by 303. If you lose, you get nothing. It's as simple as that. The hospitality city is destroyed, and the situation is very unfavorable.

The Ghost King secretly thought, Lord Devil May Cry doesn't know if he will take action, and he doesn't know what the chances of winning are.

"Amitabha"

From Private Room 330 on the third floor, an old voice filled with Buddhist sounds could be heard clearly.

Many monks immediately put their hands together...

The ghost mother-in-law yelled: "I, Ami, are you the same size!"

"Aha, aha!"

"Ha ha!"

Sissi and Beibei also learned to put their hands together, which seemed to be fun.

Looking at Zhao Xin and others' confused expressions, Ling Yun explained: "This is the Buddhist sound of Putuo Temple."

At this moment, in Private Room 303, the man in the red mask smiled again, very evilly. Then he took out a communication crystal and said to it: "The time has come!"

Ling Yun in Private Room 324 frowned and waved his hand, and the entire private room was protected.

"Boom boom boom"

There were three loud bangs above the auction building, which startled everyone, and then the whole building exploded completely.

Smoke and dust billowed, and the ghost guards and the monks who came to the ghost island to auction fell to pieces. The ghost prince stood up from the ruins, and a wind magic dispersed all the smoke and dust.

What he saw in front of him even stunned him. The city that never sleeps turned into ruins? There are corpses everywhere on the ground. Who will tell him what happened just now?

There was nothing wrong with all the private rooms in Ling Yun. They were still floating in the same position without any trace of displacement. Zhao Xin and the others in the private rooms were sweating coldly when they saw them outside.

"oh?"

The two little guys were watching with wide eyes in the private room, and then there was a big flash of light, and they heard a small explosion, and then that was it...

"Haha! They are all ants..." The man wearing a red mask suddenly appeared, so strange.

The Ghost King said coldly: "Arrogant, take the name, I won't kill the nobody!" Could it be that he did it? Destroying a city that never sleeps in this instant is as perverted as Pluto.

The man in the red mask sneered and shook his head.

"Damn, what happened?"

"I don't know, it hurts me to death."

"Are you going against Onigashima?"

"Amitabha"

The monks who woke up were all very angry and started fighting. How could it affect their innocent people?

Xin Zhao narrowed his eyes and said: "Almost everyone below the Immortal Emperor is dead."

"terrible"

Long Xingtian and the others have never seen the horror of the Twelve Realms, so their scalps are numb now.

Ling Yun glanced at the old man Wu Gui and found that his momentum was rising steadily. He asked in confusion: "Old Wu Gui? Do you have a grudge against him?" He pointed at the man wearing the red mask!

"Grudge? Yes, damn, no!" Old Man Wugui said, his momentum not retreating, and he even used his murderous intent.

"Damn it! It's nothing, so don't get excited." Xin Zhao shuddered hard!

"Yes, calm down, calm down!" Ye Fei said, the old man must be angry.

The old man Wugui gritted his teeth: "Calm down, how can you be calm, he is a demon, I am going to explode!"

Ling Yun's mouth twitched, demon? This man wearing a red mask must be considered a half-demon at best. I don’t know how the old man recognized him?

Then Ling Yun walked over. Everyone didn't understand what he was going to do. They saw Ling Yun grabbing the old man Wugui's clothes and throwing him out. Then he said: "Go out and fight when it breaks out. Why are you pretending to be cool here? You're scared." It’s my daughter’s turn!”

After speaking, he touched the heads of the two little guys to calm their expressions. This old turtle was so careless about the situation that Ling Yun couldn't even throw him out even if he wanted to.

"Ah ha, ah ha, the tortoise is flying into the sky!" Sissi smiled.

"Whoops, whoosh! He's flying into the sky! Haha" Beibei is still imitating Ling Yun's movements.

"Look, that floating private room!! It's 324! Oh my god!"

"Is there still such an operation?"

"Who's inside?"

"Isn't there a divine weapon?"

"I also think it is protected by the divine weapon, otherwise it would be impossible not to be affected."

"An old man just flew out of it, he seemed to be Kame Sennin!"

"Yaya! Pervert, I'm leaving first, leaving Ghost Island!"

"I'm leaving too!"

The surviving monks shook their heads and smiled bitterly, and were ready to leave. It was okay to suffer a small loss, and they couldn't defeat them. It was really not worth the loss. Some of the treasures were not auctioned, so I didn't say that I came here in vain. What the hell are you paying for? All injured.