The blinding light filled the entire hall, and all the monks blocked their eyes with their arms, unable to stand the bright light.

It didn't take long for the glare to dissipate and the light in the venue softened.

"That's" In the private room, Cao Shuangyan looked at the auction table, and her pupils shrank suddenly.

On the auction table, two women with weak figures and the momentum of the infant realm appeared in the magic circle.

And Cao Shuangyan was shocked to find that the two women and No. 3 picked up No. 6 looked - - looks!!

"How??" Cao Shuangyan was full of doubts in her heart at the moment, and she didn't understand why 3 - appearance - people appeared on the stage again.

However, Cao Shuangyan also found that the two women who had the strength of their infancy did not have the slightest look in their eyes, and they were extremely sluggish, as if they were dolls.

Cao Shuangyan subconsciously looked at Chen Jia, wanting to understand how Chen Jia would explain, but when Cao Shuangyan saw Chen Jia's frosty expression, the whole heart was cold, and he didn't dare to speak.

It's good, it's cold!!

This was Cao Shuangyan's first reaction, she had never seen Chen Jia show such an expression.

On the other side, Dust Caiwei was already at the extreme, and when the two women appeared, she realized that something terrible was probably going to happen next.

Chen Caiwei's throat moved slightly, her body trembled slightly, and she didn't dare to look at Chen Jia.

On the auction table again, Chenhua obviously didn't expect that these two strong men would bring two clones, although the strength of these two clones is very strong, but can they be used as auction items??

— Time, Dusty doesn't know what she's going to do next.

The monks in the audience also began to communicate in whispers, not understanding what the auction of the dust family meant.

"Is it an auction slave??" In the private room, some big people frowned, they didn't expect the dust family to dare to do such a thing.

In today's cultivation world, slave auctions are already explicitly forbidden, although there are still many existences who secretly trade slaves, but in an auction of this scale, those people really haven't encountered it.

Although the aura exuded by those two women is very powerful, their expressions are dull, and they look very well controlled, but who would dare to buy the existence of the re-field??

This is the first time that the whole cultivation world is in a grand event, and then I bought a slave here, and I was targeted by the Ministry of Slaves, and the price paid was not something that two infancy powerhouses could make up for.

Chenhua obviously also noticed the strangeness of the venue, and his heart suddenly tightened, and he hurriedly looked at the two powerhouses of the Shadow Gate Transformation Stage.

This public auction of slaves is a crime that those people dare not take indiscriminately.

"Two adults," Chenhua asked with some confusion.

"Leave it to us next, you step aside." One of the Shadow Gate powerhouses said coldly, making Chenhua's heart tight.

After hesitating for a moment, Chenhua glanced at the two women who looked like dolls, and then walked off the auction table quickly regardless of No. 3 and No. 6.

No. 3 and No. 6 watched Chenhua leave in a daze, the whole person was a little at a loss, and the two women who looked like her made her a little flustered.

No. 3 and No. 6 could feel that the aura exuded by the two black-robed powerhouses on the stage was similar to that of her previous master, both of them came from a single existence.

For as long as No. 3 and 6 can remember, she only remembers herself as a servant by her master's side, and it was only recently that she was sent here by her master to join the dust family.

For No. 3 6, her memory is only a few years.

According to the owner of No. 3 and No. 6, she has had an accident before that caused her to lose her memory.

There is no doubt about this No. 3 6, she believes in her master immensely.

However, when No. 3 6 saw the two women who looked like her, she suddenly realized that things did not seem to be as simple as she imagined.

Why the hell is that??

No. 3 and No. 6 looked at the two sluggish women, getting more and more confused.

The two powerhouses of the Transformation Stage didn't seem to see No. 3 and No. 6, and let No. 3 and No. 6 stand on the auction table again, and they didn't say anything to expel them.

"What do you mean, are you going to have a slave auction?" The monks in the audience finally couldn't help it, stood up directly, and asked loudly to the two god-transforming powerhouses on the auction table.

The monk asked, and the other monks nodded in agreement, trying to understand what the dust family meant.

This auction item is a bit prickly!!

If it was really a slave auction, then it would be impossible for those people to continue to accompany them, and the dust family would want to find their own death, and those people didn't want to be buried with them.

The two Avatar monks looked at each other, and then looked indifferently at the monk who asked the question, and a cold light burst into their eyes.

"Y-you-what do you mean??" The monk who asked the question was suddenly locked by the two god-transforming powerhouses, and the whole person couldn't help but panic and be frightened—P shares sat back in their own places.

"Noise." Among them, a god-transforming powerhouse of the Shadow Gate drank lightly, and swung out spiritual power at will.

Bang!!

The spiritual power quickly hit the monk's body at a speed invisible to the naked eye, and then the monk exploded directly, splashing red and white on the surrounding monks' bodies.

The entire venue fell into a death-like silence, and even the dust under the stage was stunned

Move, do it??

Although this is not the first time that a person has died in the venue, and this monk is only a cultivator in the Jindan period, and it is completely incomparable to Li Yidong who was killed by Chen Jia.

However, this means nothing at all!!

These two powerhouses of the Transformation Stage who suddenly appeared represented the Chen family, and they were the ones who wanted to auction off the auction items.

But now, one of the powerful people who turned into gods killed people, which means that the dust family openly killed the guests who participated in the auction in the auction hall held by themselves!!

this

Rumble!!

After a moment of silence in the venue, all the monks erupted into a shocking uproar, and they all looked angrily at the two god-transforming powerhouses on the auction table.

The bigwigs in the private room couldn't sit still, and rushed out of the private room and glared at the auction table.

"Dust, what are you going to do??"

"Dust Lesheng, do you—do you want to die?"

"You—who can give me an explanation??"

The monks all roared angrily, and the sounds of various crusades echoed in the hall, and Chenhua's face turned white, and he sat down on the ground.

Chenhua didn't expect that those two strong people would do such a thing, didn't they directly push the dust family into the fire pit? ?

Seeing that the venue was becoming more and more chaotic, Chenhua got up from the ground in a panic, sorted out his heart, and was about to explain loudly, but was horrified to find it

No matter how you make your voice, you just can't spit out any words!!

Chenhua Chen Chen said, and he could only make a whining sound in his mouth, and no matter how noisy the sound was, it couldn't attract anyone's attention at all!!

The whole auction hall is getting more and more chaotic.

1 all, sit back

The whole venue was extremely noisy, all the monks glared angrily at the two powerhouses of the Transformation Stage, and even the big people walked directly outside the venue, claiming that they would mobilize their own existing power to raze the dusty house.

The Chen's behavior completely provoked the anger of the public.

Chenhua looked at the increasingly chaotic venue with determination, his eyes were bloodshot, and he roared wildly, but he couldn't even say a word.

The people of the dust family??

Chenhua looked around in a panic, but he didn't find the existence of a dust family.

Father?? Grandfather??

Chenhua suddenly remembered what the Great Elder had said to him

"Hua'er, we have prepared an auction item, you should prepare well."

—Thinking of his grandfather's strange expression, Chenhua suddenly woke up again.

Originally

Those people — they all understand.

Bang!!

At this time, the doors around the venue slammed shut, and those big shots were directly locked in the venue.

"How can this be reasonable, this broken copper and iron wants to stop this son??" The childe of the -bit-stream existence looked coldly at the closed metal door in front of him, "Ah 9, blast it for me!!"

"Yes!!"

Behind the child, a powerhouse at the peak of Jindan, his fist bombarded the metal gate, and the violent spiritual power suddenly burst out in the venue.

And at this moment, a red light shot out from the metal giant door, directly through the strong man's head.

Thump!!

The golden pill powerhouse fell weakly in front of the son, the blood soaked his corpse, and the bloody hole in his forehead was shocking.

"A-9??" The boy looked at the corpse in front of him in horror, his eyes widened, his body trembled slightly, and his face was full of disbelief.

"Help, help!!" The boy knelt in front of the corpse of Zaiah 9 and roared out in desperation.

Poof!!

Again—a red light—flashed, and a hideous blood hole appeared on the child's forehead, and then the boy collapsed weakly on the corpse of Ah 9, completely unable to breathe.

The monks behind the boy saw the reddish iron gate, and the fear in their eyes became stronger and stronger, and they kept retreating, not daring to touch it.

At every exit of the venue, such a tragedy is repeated over and over again.

Those big people who hadn't chosen to leave before they saw the strange appearance in the venue, their faces were gloomy as water, and they looked coldly at the god-transforming powerhouse on the auction table.

You don't have to think about it to understand, these are all ghost things made by the dust family and those two black-robed powerhouses.

In addition, there are 3 monks in the Transformation Stage in this venue, and there are many Infant Monks, and there are countless Jindan Stage, if you really want to do it, those people will not be afraid of the dust family.

However, none of those people started up, and it was still a little difficult to unify and dispatch, so the big people did not choose the first time to do it, but watched coldly and waited for things to change.

The big names of the major existences have completely labeled the dust family as death, as long as those people go back, the dust family will be devoured by the anger of the major existences in an instant!!

Chen Jia still sat in the private room, quietly watching the chaotic scene outside the private room, and did not do anything.

Chen Caiwei and Cao Shuangyan were completely shocked, and they didn't expect things to turn out like this.

Cao Shuangyan didn't understand why the Chen family wanted to do this, offending all the existences in the venue, even if it was a super existence, I am afraid that it would be razed by the major existences in an instant.

Cao Shuangyan couldn't figure out what kind of reason Jing was able to make the Chen family make such a suicidal move.

This kind of thing, even Tianyun City would not dare to do it!!

And Chen Caiwei, this is slightly bowed her head, her hands trembled slightly, clenched her teeth, and tears rolled in her eyes.

After today, even if the 9 emperors don't do anything, I'm afraid that the dust family can only become the dust of history, and then the Han Kingdom cultivation world will be removed.

— Cut all over.

"Both, sit back for me!!"

Just when the venue became more and more chaotic, a black-robed strong man with a slightly stronger figure on the auction table spoke, and the cold voice exploded in everyone's ears, making the scalps of the monks tingle.

"What do you—what do you want to do??" A white-haired old man with fairy wind bones walked out of a corner and asked the black-robed powerhouse sharply, his breath awe-inspiring.

"Linglong Daoist!!" When the big men saw the white-haired old man come out, their pupils shrank suddenly, and they exclaimed.

Linglong Daoist, the veteran god scattered cultivation, and then between the major super existences, Song Xuan, his own strength is extremely strong, and he is the object of friendship between the major existences.

Seeing the appearance of the Linglong Daoist, the big man couldn't help but appear in his heart—a trace of joy, plus the words of the Linglong Daoist, there were 4 strong people who turned into gods on the bright side of those people, and they were even more confident in the face of those two black-robed powerhouses.

Now that the venue has been completely cut off from the outside world, the information inside can't be transmitted at all, and the big names of the major existences have not brought much strength over, and no one in Bi Jing would have thought that such a thing would occur in this black market boxing club.

Therefore, those people only have the existing strength to solve the current dilemma, and it is natural that the stronger the strength of the side, the better.

"Linglong Daoist!!" Cao Shuangyan couldn't help but exclaim, "A few days ago, he was a guest in our Tianyun City, and even my master praised him for his unfathomable strength!!"

Chen Jia did not respond to Cao Shuangyan's exclamation, and still looked at the venue outside the private room indifferently, his eyes were cold.

As the Linglong Daoist questioned, the other cultivators were also slightly relieved, and they all looked at the two powerhouses on the auction table, wondering what those people were trying to do.

The black-robed powerhouse who asked everyone to sit back in their seats looked at Linglong Daoist indifferently, and his eyes flashed with a hint of blackness.

"Old brute, I'll let you sit back!!"

The words of the black-robed powerhouse were spoken, and there was a lot of uproar in the venue.

It's crazy!!

The faces of the big men also changed slightly, and they didn't expect that the black-robed powerhouse would speak to the Linglong Daoist like this.

That Linglong Taoist is a strong man in the late stage of the transformation of gods!!

This, this thing is getting bigger and bigger!!

When the Linglong Daoist heard the words of the black-robed powerhouse, a trace of coldness flashed in his eyes, and he shouted directly, "Presumptuous!!"

—Dao angrily shouted, the Linglong Daoist shot directly towards the black robe, and the defensive magic circle around the venue was instantly stimulated by the momentum of the Linglong Daoist, and the violent power caused the resonance of the magic circle, and all the monks' faces changed greatly, and they all exclaimed.

The black-robed powerhouse just watched indifferently as the Linglong Daoist rushed towards him, revealing his pale palm under his wide sleeves, and then clenched into a fist.

"Go to the old man"

Click!!

Before the words of the Linglong Daoist were finished, the black-robed powerhouse was - fist bombarded the Linglong Daoist, directly shattering the Linglong Daoist's protective spiritual power, - punching the head of the Linglong Daoist.

Bang!!

—There was a crisp sound, and the head of the Linglong Daoist was directly exploded by the black-robed powerhouse!!

Blood splattered onto the face of the black-robed powerhouse, and the headless body of the Linglong Daoist flew out and smashed into the wall of the venue.

Venue

It's quiet again.

The black-robed powerhouse wiped the blood foam from his cheeks with his hand, and then looked indifferently at the sluggish monks again, his pupils flashing black.

"All right, sit back."

1 Shadow Gate, Underground Pavilion!!

The cold voice of the black-robed powerhouse rang in the ears of the monks again, causing all the monks, including the big ones, to shudder.

This time, no one dared to ask questions, and they all sat back in their places, not daring to move.

However, the people in the venue have become a little sparse, and many people are trying to forcibly escape, and the red light shot from the iron door pierces their heads, and they can't die.

The strong smell of blood permeated the venue, making the atmosphere of the whole venue more and more depressing.

The big names of the major existences returned to their private rooms and sat down, their foreheads covered with cold sweat, and their eyes looked at the auction table with endless fear.

The strength of those two black-robed powerhouses was beyond those people's imagination.

Even the Linglong Daoist was blown up in the head by the fist, and I am afraid that those people may not be able to help the two black-robed people.

—A faint sense of determination permeated the hearts of the monks.

At this time, some monks subconsciously looked at Chen Jia's private room, and when those people saw that Chen Jia's private room was still intact, they all gasped—their breaths were cold, and their eyes were full of incredulity.

When the two black-robed monks started to kill, all the big people in the private room rushed out of the private room, and everyone had a hole in the private room.

And Chen Jia's private room is still intact, that means

The two black-robed powerhouses suddenly made a move, and there was no change in the mood of the lightlighter at all!!

— Time, many people remembered that the person who lit the lamp suddenly took the lantern back.

What's the connection?

—Some of the big men began to think frantically, trying to understand the relationship between the lamplighter and the black-robed powerhouse.

The lamplighter has now become the savior in the hearts of all the monks.

On the auction table again, No. 3 and No. 6 no longer understood when he retreated to the corner, looking at the backs of the two black-robed powerhouses in horror, his body trembling slightly due to fear.

The corpses piled up at the various exits of the venue made No. 3 and No. 6 want to vomit.

"Master, why did you let me go to Chen's house?"

"Don't call me master, what I will do in the future is not worth calling you master."

Suddenly, 3-6 remembered his conversation with that person.

Before that, No. 3 No. 6 didn't understand why the man would say such a thing, but when No. 3 No. 6 saw the hellish scene in the hall and the two women in front of her, she suddenly understood.

Chenhua sat down at the bottom of the auction stage, looking at the fearful monks in front of him with determination, his eyes bloodshot.

"Why, why is this happening??" Chenhua didn't understand how a good auction could have become such a hellish scene.

The starting price of the so-called auction items is not at all - Qi.

It's the surname of all the people in the dust family.

Chenhua clenched his fists, his eyes full of hatred, and he clenched his teeth.

The black-robed powerhouse on the auction table didn't seem to care about the changes in everyone's mood, and the two of them couldn't help but smile with satisfaction when they saw that all the monks had returned to their seats.

"First of all, let us introduce ourselves." The slightly thinner black-robed powerhouse spoke, with a faint smile on his face, "I'm a servant of a disciple of the Shadow Gate Pavilion, and I'm a dark man."

"My name is dark 2." The slightly stronger black-robed powerhouse continued to speak darkly, and his tone was heavy.

Shadow Door?? Servant!!

When the monks heard this unfamiliar name, they didn't understand what the Shadow Gate meant, but those people were innocent of what the word servant meant.

The terrifying existence of being able to kill the Linglong Daoist in seconds is just a servant of the disciples of the Shadow Gate Pavilion??

—Thinking of this, the cultivators felt extremely suffocated.

And those big people who understood the existence of the Shadow Gate, after hearing the words of these two black-robed powerhouses again, turned pale with fright, and slumped back into their seats.

Those people all understood that there was an extremely terrifying super existence hidden in the recultivation world, called the Shadow Gate Xuan Pavilion and the Yellow Pavilion, which influenced the development of world history.

And those people had faintly heard that the Shadow Gate Xuan Pavilion and the Yellow Pavilion were divided into Pavilion Masters, Pavilion Guards and Disciples

The disciple is the lowest level of existence.

Now, the Shadow Gate Pavilion, which I had never heard of, appeared.

And—the appearance is two terrifying powerhouses who can—fist kills the most advanced Linglong Daoist standing at the top of the Han Kingdom.

And those two powerhouses claimed to be disciples of the Shadow Gate Pavilion, servants.

Before today, the powerhouse of the Transformation Stage was recognized as the strongest person at the top of the cultivation world, who could crisscross the world and be admired by tens of thousands of people, and was also a super existence of hole card combat power.

However, in the eyes of the monks, Cunzai, who stood at the top of the world, was now only a servant of the disciples of the Shadow Gate Pavilion.

Mere servant??

Grunt!!

The big men swallowed hard—spittle, fear all over their faces, their bodies trembling violently, their expressions distorted.

What kind of terrifying super existence is this?

Even if it is the Xuan Division, they only regard the Xuan Pavilion as a mortal enemy, and they don't understand the existence of the Earth Pavilion at all.

Moreover, there is a heavenly pavilion with a ground pavilion??

The more the big guys thought about it, the more crazy they became, the atmosphere in the air became more and more solidified, and everyone became extremely depressed.

Perhaps, only the Supreme 9 Emperors can compete with the Shadow Gate, right?

All the monks in the field had this idea in unison.

The simple self-introduction of Dark-Dark 2 really made all the monks feel the hope of the re-audience.

Even Cao Shuangyan in Chen Jia's private room, his pupils couldn't help but show shock and fear.

She also understands the existence of the Shadow Gate, which is recorded in the ancient books of the sect.

"In ancient times, there was a shadow gate in charge of the heavens, divided into two pavilions, Xuanhuang and Huang, and the history of the left and right dynasties, only the five immortal gates could resist it together."

Cao Shuangyan's mind came up with this sentence about the Shadow Gate recorded in ancient books.

The Shadow Gate is a giant mountain that oppresses all the major super existences, and no super existence dares to despise this behemoth.

But, but

"This pavilion is—It's a joke, isn't it??" Cao Shuangyan's voice trembled a little, his fists clenched, staring at the dark 2 with a faint smile on the auction table, his clothes soaked with sweat.

"3 pick 6, you remember, from now on I am not your master, and you can't mention the Shadow Gate Pavilion."

No. 3 and No. 6 looked at the back of Dark-Dark 2 in a daze, and remembered the person's voice again.

Ground Pavilion

No. 3 picked up his fist and lowered his head slightly.

"Shadow Door, Pavilion"

In Chen Jia's private room, Chen Jia looked indifferently at the dark-dark 2 on the auction table, and his eyes flashed with a red glow.

subsequently

Chen Jia closed his eyes.

"Finally, it's here."

1 mass-produced baby ??

The monks in the room were breathing heavily, their faces were red, and their eyes were bloodshot.

The surrounding atmosphere is depressing to the extreme.

Dark-and-Dark 2 seemed to be pleased with the effect of those people, with a playful smile on the corners of their mouths.

"Very good, since we have finished introducing ourselves, I think you are also in a hurry, so let's not talk nonsense and start the auction." Darkly—smiled at the frightened monks in the hall, and said unhurriedly.

"Today's auction items are these two women, beautiful as flowers, powerful, and extremely easy to control." Dark—walked up to the two women and introduced them to the monks, and his tone was frivolous.

All the monks looked silently at the darkness—and there was no reaction at all.

At this point, those people don't believe that Dark-Dark 2 is here purely for the auction.

What do those people want to do?

—All the big names are about to be driven crazy by Dark—and Dark 2 Almost half of the existence of the Han cultivation world has gathered in this venue, and the interests of all parties are mixed in it, and the eyes of the whole world are gathered here.

Those people really couldn't imagine what benefits the Shadow Gate could get by imprisoning those people in the venue and holding an auction in the venue??

No one figured it out.

"These two women are the latest technological achievements of this door and can be mass-produced." Regardless of the reaction of the monks in the second field, he continued to himself, "In other words, the sect already has the technology to mass-produce infancy monks."

"What!!"

Before, the big men were still thinking hard about the purpose of the Dark-2 competition, but when the Dark-Infant Monk could be mass-produced, everyone couldn't sit still, and their hearts were full of shock.

You have to understand that the Infant Cultivator is already the mainstay of the super existence, and then the top of the Han Kingdom's cultivation world.

In the Han Kingdom, the infant monks can be counted, and each infant monk is the backbone of the major existences.

If there were no more than two infant monks in one of the Streams, the Streams would have been eaten away by the other Beings in an instant.

The number of infant monks has become the standard for judging the real combat power of the top ones.

But now

Dark—but told those people that the infant monk was already able to mass-produce.

The great men—if those people had gotten the technology to mass-produce infant monks

Grunt!!

Everyone swallowed hard—spittle, and their eyes lit up with more ambition than they had ever seen before.

Now in this world with thin aura, who can have a baby army

That feels like enough to sweep the world!!

Tens of thousands of infant monks gather and rise again, and the power they have gathered is probably able to blast through the entire earth!!

Even if it is the 9th Emperor, it will not be able to fight.

Quantitative changes cause qualitative changes, and in each sufficiently powerful existence, there is a magic circle that can gather the power of the disciples in the sect to rise, so as to burst out with earth-shattering power.

If you replace all those disciples who practice qi and build a foundation with Qi Infant Cultivators

No one can imagine what that kind of competition is.

In other words, the "dark" that we have mastered is a cross-era technology with a slight curvature at the corners of the mouth and a flash of darkness in the eyes.

"A grid that can easily change the power of the world." The voice of the dark suddenly became high, "The so-called five great immortal gates, the so-called Xuanbu will become vulnerable in front of the existence of this technology."

Hearing this, Cao Shuangyan's face became extremely ugly.

She is the only one of the five immortal sects who came to participate in this black market boxing meeting, and when she heard this kind of thing, Cao Shuangyan's face naturally did not look good.

"And we, the Shadow Gate, abide by the purpose of not interfering with the operation of the world, wandering outside the red dust, and not competing for the resources of the world, and we don't need the technology of this mass production infancy powerhouse."

"But we don't want this technology to be dusty."

Dark—high-pitched voices echoed in the room, and then rang in the ears of every big man.

This, this

The eyes of each of the big men turned red, their hands trembled slightly with excitement, and they seemed to forget their own situation after hearing what was said in the dark.

Forget about fear.

Just get that technology

The big men clenched their fists and stood up from their seats, staring at the two women with dull faces.

"Batch, mass production??" No. 3 and No. 6 behind Dark-2 looked at the backs of the two women in front of him and his own look--look in a daze, and his mind suddenly became like a slurry.

They're all artificially made??

No. 3 6 can't believe it.

"How do we get this technology you said??" At this time, a big man finally couldn't help it, and asked directly to the dark, "These two women are already finished products, even if we buy them, we just get two artificial puppets, which will offend the ministry, and it is not a cost-effective deal at all!!"

The big man asked everyone's thoughts, and everyone held their breath and looked at the dark.

At this time, no one remembered what Dark-2 had done before, and the power and glory of the fantasy were tied to the hearts of those people.

"Since we said it, we naturally want to give this technology to you." Dark—as if he had expected someone to ask such a question—replied loudly, still with a faint smile on his face.

"Really??"

Hearing the dark words, the major characters became more excited, but there were also some people who became calm after being excited.

Those people didn't believe that the Shadow Gate would give them the technology that could mass-produce Infant Monks for nothing.

Those people will definitely pay a price.

Perhaps, the price to be paid will be significant.

There are always people in this world who believe that pie will fall from the sky and hit those people. There are always people who believe that there is no free lunch in this world, and that if you want to gain something, you have to lose something.

Perhaps, there is an abyss waiting for those people ahead.

"Of course it's true." The smile on Dark—'s face grew more and more weird, "Just buy these two women, and you—you can get the technology that comes with it."

Dark-2 stood on either side of the auction table, completely displaying the two women in the eyes of the monks.

The monks could feel that in the bodies of those two weak women, there was an extremely huge amount of strength, and they had the strength of a baby!!

The two women on the auction table looked at the monks in the audience with blank eyes and innocent expressions.

The atmosphere in this venue became lively again.

"Then let's start the auction."

1 Crazy, more and more crazy!!

After saying the start of the auction, the venue fell into a brief silence.

Really going to be auctioned??

—The big names couldn't help but hesitate.

When you think about it, it's a different thing, but when you really want to do it, it's a different thing.

Is there really such a good deal in this world?

The big guys are a little hesitant and don't dare to make the first choke.

That—the starting price is like Pandora's box, to lure people to touch.

It can be a treasure or a nightmare.

Dark—obviously didn't expect the atmosphere to be so silent, and the brow couldn't help but frown slightly.

There was no fierce competition, but it was not the effect he wanted.

Just when the darkness was about to use some means to force everyone to compete for the price, finally a big man in a private room couldn't suppress the desire in his heart and began to bid.

"—Bai Wan." The big guy tentatively came up with a slightly lower price.

Seeing that someone finally bargained, the haze on his face gradually disappeared, and the corners of his mouth returned to a smile.

Darken—in the palm of the back—a dark black light gradually disappears.

"—Bai Wan first—time."

"—10,000 times." Dark—began to count down gracefully, calmly.

He believed that as long as someone tore open the opening, people's desires would become more and more intense, like a collapsed river embankment.

The temptation of the infant army cannot be stopped.

"—Thousands of thousands!!" Finally, a big man spoke, and directly increased the price by double!!

"5 thousand!!"

"—100 million!!"

"Pick up billions!!"

More and more big names began to quote, and the numbers on the big screen skyrocketed exponentially, and soon reached a number that would never be beyond the reach of many scattered cultivators.

Here, it has completely become the battlefield of the great existence.

The cultivators looked at the blood-red numbers on the big screen, their mouths and tongues were dry, and their adrenaline was surging.

In just two minutes, the price of the auction has reached more than 100 million!!

Most of the bigwigs are red-eyed and want to take this technology as their own, but only a small number of people who are still calm are watching coldly and do not participate in the competition.

First of all, not to mention how to protect this technology after getting it again until it is mass-produced by the infant monks, even if the whole venue is full of weirdness, there are still huge doubts about whether they can get out alive.

Some attentive monks found that no matter how dark the lamplighter was—and Darkness 2 appeared, he did not show any attitude.

With those people's understanding of the performance of the lamplighter in the past few days, the lamplighter will definitely not be silent.

Unless, the Lamplighter and the Shadow Gate are—Guys.

However, regardless of the identity of the lamplighter, those who are calm also understand that it is not a wise choice to participate in the competition now.

The wood is beautiful in the forest, and the wind will destroy it.

Even if Fang Super Existence spent a huge amount of money to obtain the technology that could mass-produce the Infant Monk, would he be able to keep it?

People's desires are unlimited, and when the interests are so great that they are enough to trample on the rules and do whatever it takes to achieve the end.

Dark-and-Dark 2 watched with satisfaction as the big names who had risen high above the auction with red eyes, a sickly smile appeared on their faces, and they began to close their eyes and quietly enjoy the soaring bidding figures.

The two women who were auctioned didn't seem to understand that the warm atmosphere of the scene was caused by them, and there was a little gleam in their confused eyes, as if they liked this lively scene very much.

No. 3 6 at the back of the auction table is now curled up in the corner, holding his knees with his hands and his head buried in it.

"Master, is there something you want me to do?"

"Find the person you're looking for, and after today, if there's a memory of me, you're going to forget."

"Why??"

"Due to"

No. 3 6 was pulled back by the noise in the venue, and looked up slightly at the red-eyed monks below, tears had washed his face.

"Am I man-made, too?" No. 3 and No. 6 looked at the two women who looked like themselves, a little helpless.

Chen Jia quietly looked at the scene on the auction table, looked at the faint smiles on the two confused faces, looked at the helpless expression of No. 3 and No. 6 in the rear, and took a deep breath.

"Master 9 Emperors" Chen Caiwei saw the scene outside that was out of control, and asked Chen Jia with some concern.

"I understand." Chen Jia said lightly, making Chen Caiwei and Cao Shuangyan slightly stunned.

Chen Jia slowly stood up, walked to the window of the private room, opened the window, and looked out calmly.

When the window of Chen Jia's private room was opened, the monk's pupils shrank and he couldn't help but exclaim.

But the monk's cry was so insignificant in this completely out of control that no one heeded.

Except for those who were still sane, most people didn't notice the open window.

Dark—and Dark2 seemed—waited for Chen Jia to open the window, and then the moment Chen Jia appeared—both of those people cast defiant glances at Chen Jia, and at the same time said something silently.

Chen Jia could read the meaning of those two people from the shape of their mouths.

"9 Emperors, what can you do??"

Chen Jia looked at the provocative expressions of the two people indifferently, his eyes calm.

The next moment, the monk who was staring at Chen Jia's window found that Chen Jia was gone.

At this time, the number of the big screen is about to climb to tens of billions, reaching the point where the screen can't fit that string of numbers.

The scattered cultivators who were sent out again were dumbfounded, and they couldn't imagine the bright red and blood-like numbers on the screen, and what kind of sensation the competition could cause to the world.

And the big names of the major existences have been completely killed in order to compete for this technology, and some people are even preparing to sell the foundation of the sect, just to get this technology.

"No, don't shoot me, we're not objects." No. 3 6 said helplessly, his voice as thin as a mosquito.

Now I don't understand why that person called her 3 or 6.

Since, she is only 3 pick 6.

The two weak women, still not understanding what was happening in the venue, smiled stupidly.

"Crazy, all crazy!!" Those who still had their sanity still looked at the chaotic venue in horror at the moment, the smell of sweat mixed with the smell of blood, which made the whole venue go crazy.

With such a crazy price competition, those people can't imagine what kind of turmoil there will be in the Han Kingdom and even the world after today!!

"It's all crazy, crazy bidding!!" Dark—laughed, "If you can win, you can dominate the world!!"

"The 5 Great Immortal Gates, the Immortal Sect and even the 9 Emperors, all of them will be trampled on by you!!"

"This is mine, and none of you can rob it!!" No matter how dark the voice was, a monk at the peak of his infancy directly burst out with a terrifying momentum, and the head of a big man who was still competing exploded.

Blood splattered on the chandelier above the venue, turning the soft light scarlet!!

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With the death of the big man, the noisy venue fell silent again, and everyone looked at the infant powerhouse who suddenly made a move.

"Young Master!!!!! I want you dead!!" A moment later, a terrible scream came, and another strong man at the peak of the infant roared and rushed towards the infant monk who had just been killed.

"Hahaha!! Everybody is going to die!! No one can rob me!!" The infant monk who was under the killer laughed maniacally, and the two strong men collided again at this time, and the violent spiritual power swept towards the 4 songs, flying away from the surrounding area, and the venue became a mess.

When the other monks saw someone making a move, their hearts suddenly swelled with a killing intent that they couldn't suppress, and their eyes gradually turned red.

"Quack, you—you're all going to die!!" In the middle of the casual cultivation again, a monk suddenly erupted, and directly exploded the head of the monk next to him, and blood splattered.