The Martial Emperor with Dragon Blood

"Could it be that there are still people who dare to beat the minds of the Netherworld?"

Ye Mo was surprised. The Nether clan is a super-rich clan in the Nether Realm, and there are seven stigmata marks on the plaque of the Nanyu shop to suppress it. Who would dare to touch the idea of ​​the Nanyu Chamber of Commerce?

"Ao Wushuang, Zhou Hong, the two of you quickly head to the Nanyu store to maintain the Nanyu Auction House. If anyone dares to touch the auction items, they will be killed immediately."

At this moment, in the minds of Ye Mo and Ao Wushuang, the voice of the ghost suddenly resounded, which was directly transmitted from the guardian token.

"Is there really someone who wants to attract the attention of the Netherworld?"

Ye Mo was secretly surprised when he heard Ming Po's order.

At this time, the old man said: "Of course, this auction is no small matter. The Soul Race is likely to send strong people to hide here. If they use formal means to bid, there will be no problem. I'm afraid they will grab it openly." , Moreover, some ghosts of casual cultivation are also very strong, if they move their minds, they won't care about our ghosts."

"So that's it, don't worry, Lady Ming just ordered us to maintain the order of the auction, but if there is something I want at the auction, I will also bid."

Ye Mo said.

"Master Protector, this is no problem. Moreover, there is a rule in the clan that protectors can get a 20% discount."

The old man said with a smile, this is the rule of the Netherworld Clan, and the internal personnel of the Netherworld Clan are not prohibited from bidding, because all the resources in the tribe, large or small, are controlled by the patriarch Ming Xiaotian. day distribution.

The reason why so many people in the Netherworld clan obey Ming Xiaotian's orders is because he has mastered all the resources by himself.

"Well, if that's the case, then go ahead."

Ye Mo said lightly.

"yes!"

The old man nodded and slowly exited the VIP room.

"Ao Wushuang, what do you think of this auction?"

After the old man left, Ye Mo immediately asked.

"I'm afraid it's not that simple. Take a look, this auction house is big enough to accommodate 50,000 ghosts, but in general, it's not bad to have 10,000 ghosts present."

Ao Wushuang looked at the auction house through the window, and said involuntarily, "But now, it's actually full."

"It seems that this auction is really important. I don't know if the Thunder Tiger Guardian will be there. If he also comes, I'm afraid it will be troublesome."

Ye Mo said.

"Probably not. The Thunder Tiger and Earth Dragon guardians of the Nether Clan never bother with this kind of thing. Their task is only to kill people."

Ao Wushuang shook his head: "However, among the Netherworld clan, there are still some masters. Although they are not Dharma protectors, they have also reached the strength of Dharma protectors. This person is called Eagle Eye, and he is also a Nether Soul at the king level. Originally, he With such strength, he can become a Dharma protector, but the Soul Clan only has two major Dharma protectors, if it is true about strength, then Hawkeye is a little stronger than the Thunder Tiger Dharma protector."

"With my current strength, using the sun, moon, and star body is enough to compete with the third-level powerhouse of the immortal saint. If he appears, I can suppress him."

Ye Mo said lightly.

If it was before, Ye Mo wouldn't dare to say that, but Ye Mo refined the golden underworld horn, the power of chaos reached 1100, and he didn't pay attention to the powerhouse of the third rank of Immortal Saint.

"You are really powerful. Immortal Venerable is so powerful at the ninth level. I really don't know how strong you are after you reach Immortal Saint."

Ao Wushuang exclaimed, and then looked towards the auction house: "Zhou Hong, the auction is about to start."

Ye Mo heard the words and immediately looked over. Sure enough, on the auction platform in the middle of the auction house, a black-robed ghost slowly walked up, and all the ghosts around him turned their attention to him.

Obviously, the auction is about to start, and everyone is very curious about the mysterious auction item.

I saw him coughing a few words, took out a dark ring, and then took out a long sword from the dark ring. The long sword was shining, with a cold light all over his body, and there was even a cold light emitting from it. The surroundings instantly froze, but fortunately, the auctioneer was so powerful that he dispelled the chill in an instant.

"That's the Cold Soul Frost Sword."

Ao Wushuang's face was shocked, and all the strength in her body was gone: "Isn't this my mother's sword? It will fall into the hands of Ming Po. Could it be that my mother has already fallen?"

"Your mother's sword?"

Ye Mo frowned, even the weapon fell into the hands of others, it must have fallen.

"Actually, my real name is Zhou Shuang. At that time, my Zhou family was in the Nine Heavens of the Immortal Realm. It was definitely one of the best super-big families. Even the thirty-six colleges were far inferior to our Zhou family, because my parents were both immortals. The strong in the ancestral realm, more importantly, they still have the cold and frost sword in their hands."

Ao Wushuang said lightly.

"How powerful is the Cold Soul Frost Sword Formation? Although that weapon is powerful, it is at most a low-grade holy treasure."

Ye Mo couldn't help but say.

"Because there is not one Ice Frost Sword, but two, the Ice Frost Yin Sword and the Frost Sun Sword, this one is the Ice Frost Yin Sword. Play the strongest weapon and claim to be invincible at the holy rank."

As Ao Wushuang said, he couldn't help staring at the Cold Soul Frost Sword.

"Holy Rank Invincible!"

Ye Mo couldn't help but gasped.

"I don't know what kind of weapon this weapon is, but Po Ming appraised it. It is a low-grade holy treasure with a cold attribute. The low price is 30 million pure yang pills. Ming Po, don't hesitate."

The auctioneer said lightly.

Generally, holy-rank warriors are equipped with a holy-rank fairy treasure as standard, but most of the weapons of the underworld are only heaven-rank fairy treasures. Now a holy-rank fairy treasure has appeared, which naturally caused a burst of excitement. sensation.

"Thirty million pure yang pills, I want it."

Without any hesitation, Ao Wushuang made a voice.

Immediately, many people in the auction house cast their eyes on this place. Those who can sit in the VIP room are either powerful or respected ghosts.

"Thirty-five million pure yang pills!"

However, another voice came from another VIP room.

"It was the voice of Hawkeye."

Ao Wushuang's expression changed, and he called out another price: "Forty million Chunyang Pills."

No matter what, she must get the Cold Soul Frost Sword.

However, as soon as Ao Wushuang's price was announced, that eagle eye said decisively, "Fifty million pure yang pills."

Fifty million pure yang pills already exceeded the price of a handful of low-grade holy treasures.

At this moment, Ao Wushuang began to hesitate, she only had 30 million Pure Yang Pills on her body, if she asked for a higher price, even if she bought it as a protector, she would be short of tens of millions of Pure Yang Pills.

"Sixty million Pure Yang Pills, no, seventy million Pure Yang Pills!"

Ye Mo saw what was on Ao Wushuang's mind, and immediately called out a price.

Suddenly, the entire auction house fell silent.

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