The Fusion Of Mysterious Fantasy Becomes a God

Su Xin was sitting in the corner of the lobby on the first floor of the auction, but she always felt a gaze watching her. Feeling in his heart, he glanced at a certain box on the second floor, just in time to meet a pair of golden eyes.

The owner of these golden eyes is a young man with a stubborn and indifferent expression. His gaze towards Su Xin seems to be unkind, but it is not easy to reveal it.

In his box, there seemed to be quite a few demon cultivators sitting, all of them with innate arrogance, completely different from the demon clan in Chaos City.

After secretly making a note of this person, Su Xin glanced at him again. In the large boxes on the second floor, he also saw young monks from the human race and the demon race, all of them extremely imposing, if not in the auction hall, Su Xin even To think that this is the venue of the Tianjiao Conference.

"Clap"

At this moment, high-fives rang out from the auction table in the auction hall, and the hall became extremely quiet in an instant.

"Thanks to all the fellow Daoists who came to join us, the little old man is Qiao Kui, who presided over the auction at Xingchen Pavilion." The person who applauded was an old man over fifty years old. Bend over and hunched over, really looking like a little old man.

"It turned out to be Deacon Joe!"

"Deacon Qiao will take care of me when I wait, but I don't need any polite words, let's go straight to the topic."

"Yes, Deacon Joe, let's start."

As soon as the little old man Qiao Kui opened his mouth, several monks answered.

"In this way, the little old man is no longer selling off, the auction officially begins!" Qiao Kui clapped his hands again, and two maids dressed in hot clothes each walked out of the backstage of the auction stage with a jade box.

The first item to be auctioned is a pair of medium fire spirit jade. The effect of this jade must not need to be introduced too much. For monks who practice fire attribute exercises, it can be said that the practice is more effective with less effort. The price of a thousand high-grade spirit stones shall not be less than one hundred each time.”

"Haha, how can Deacon Qiao say that, but it is true that there is a little help. One thousand five hundred high-grade spirit stones!" Even a human race cultivator laughed and bid.

The medium fire jade is not a rare thing. Su Xin also got one before, but only the high-level fire element gene was extracted. Although the high-level gene can enhance Su Xin's power, the effect is already very low. It's not worth Su Xin's bidding.

Therefore, Su Xin kept silent, and was eventually photographed by a bald monk at the price of 3,000 high-grade spirit stones.

The first auction item was just an appetizer, which made the atmosphere of the whole venue a little lively, and the rare things that were really valuable were still behind.

But the real meaning of this auction should be to let the major forces that have come to Chaos City come to meet? Su Xin thought to himself.

In this way, there are so many famous people here, but Su Xin is not so prominent.

Next, "I am going to auction it is the Purple Cloud Holy Water. This water has an indescribable effect on the recovery of injuries. There was a monk who took this water when he was dying, and he was able to change his life against the sky and live another life! The starting price is 5,000 high-grade spirits. Shi, the price increase must not be less than 100 each time." As the host of the auction, it is natural to exaggerate as much as possible.

Although this Purple Cloud Holy Water is indeed a panacea for healing, it is not a divine artifact like an immortality medicine. It is a joke that the cultivator here does not take it seriously.

However, some people still shot this thing, and the final transaction price was 10,000 high-grade spirit stones.

In this way, the auction went on steadily and orderly for more than half of the auction, and even Wang Bing, who was worth millions of spirit stones, was not bought and passed in.

But the thing worthy of Su Xin's attention was that he didn't show up for a long time, and Su Xin felt a little sleepy.

"The item to be auctioned now is the broken sword body left by Senior Da Neng. Although this sword is broken, if there are sword cultivators who cultivate and repair it day and night, it may not be impossible for this sword body to be repaired successfully and regain its former power. Start bidding. The price of one million high-grade spirit stones must not be lower than ten thousand each time!" Qiao Kui could clearly sense that the people from all the major powers were gradually losing interest, even if he took out something to cheer him up.

Sword tire!

That is a magic weapon that can only be condensed by cultivating the sword to the extreme. The precious materials consumed are almost astronomical, and there is a possibility of failure.

It is not an exaggeration for such a thing to be worth tens of millions of high-grade spirit stones, but because it is broken, it is worth nothing, but there is still the sword intent left by the sword cultivator on the sword body, which is enough to make the sword cultivator The monks were very enthusiastic about it.

Even Su Xin, who is not a sword cultivator, was interested.

"What? It turned out to be a rare thing like a sword tire?"

"Haha, Xingchen Pavilion's handwriting seems to be very small this time."

"Unfortunately, it's just a broken sword tire. It's better to repair a broken sword tire than to sacrifice one yourself."

As soon as Qiao Kui's voice fell, the hall became very lively.

Sword cultivators all represent powerful combat power, and the sword physique is even more so. Compared with the ferocity of any kendo supernatural power, most of the people who can cultivate the sword physique are fierce people of the same realm.

"This thing, I want it." The golden-eyed master who was staring at Su Xin before spoke slowly now, as if he had made a final decision, with an unquestionable and unoffensive domineering majesty in his tone.

monument!

However, just after he finished speaking, the door of the auction hall was forcibly split open, and several Xingchen Pavilion cultivators who were guarding the door flew out and smashed heavily into the hall.

The entire hall was immediately ignored. The owner of the golden eyes was very angry at first, but after sensing the aura of the troublemaker, he fell silent.

"I don't know which senior is coming?" Qiao Kui's expression changed, and his body stood up slightly. Xingchen Pavilion can stand in the chaotic city and become the largest exchange. .

"Su Xin! Su (Okay, Xin Zhao, you bastard, give your auntie the initiative to get out!"

A childish voice sounded from outside the hall door, and Loli Lingyue appeared in front of everyone in the hall with an angry face.

trumpet!

The eyes of all the monks in the hall immediately turned to Su Xin, making it impossible for the latter to take the opportunity to sneak away.

"Hahaha." Seeing this, Su Xin immediately stood up and laughed at Lingyue.

"You bastard, go back with me!" Lingyue cursed angrily, her eyes widened when she saw that Su Xin's right arm was intact.

"Even if I, Su Xin, died here and was beaten to death on the spot by your Holy Spirit Moon Saint, I will never go back to the Palace with you!" Su Xin's face was stern, his face was raised, and his tone was very determined.

"That aunt will kill you!

Lingyue can be said to be very direct, and immediately shot at Su Xin with a drink.

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