Chapter 1001 Uncle Black Ink

The other monks hurried to see the situation of Elder Qingxing and Elder Xuanyuan. Elder Xuanyuan is okay, although he is a little embarrassed, but there is no big problem. On the contrary, Elder Qinghong was seriously injured, and his black hair, which was originally full of pearls, also became messy, and the whole person looked like a crazy woman.

Elder Qingxing wiped the blood from his lips and shook his sleeves fiercely: "Sure enough, it's a good array! How many spirit stones, I want it from the Hehuan Sect!"

The power of this formation is too strong, if there is a chance...... It is not impossible to kill that Jinhao Immortal Venerable, the first person in the Immortal Cultivation Realm!

In this case, people from other forces naturally also thought about it. After all, the injuries on those two were not fake. It seems that this killing array is really so powerful!

"Ahem, since that's the case, then this Killing Array Plate was also sold by auction. The reserve price is 150,000 high-grade spirit stones, and each price increase must not be less than 5,000 spirit stones!" Song Lian said while standing on the stage.

"160,000!" Elder Qingxing was the first to bid, and at the same time, he also instructed the disciples of the sect to hurry up and go to the nearby money village to access the spirit stones in the sect!

"170,000!"

"175,000 spirit stones!"

"One hundred and eighty thousand!"

The people of other forces naturally followed suit, and the price of the killing array rose to 250,000 spirit stones in a moment!

The more An Baobao listened, the more distressed he became, "Jiuqing, shouldn't the baby set the price of 200,000 spirit stones for the killing array? Now it's really cheap Song Lian!"

Mo Jiuxiao sat there calmly: "Don't worry, he can't take those spirit stones." Let's borrow the place of the sect, and pay a venue fee or something. In the end, the remaining spirit stones will be his Song Lian's. ”

Looking at Mo Jiuxiao's light-hearted profiteer's appearance, the fox group silently gave a thumbs up. It's a good job! In terms of black belly, it's better to shovel yourself.

An Baobao's mood immediately became beautiful again.

The price of the killing array was about 450,000 spirit stones, because these people were planning to take spirit stones from the sect this time, and if they took more, the sect would also have quite objections.

Even if they buy it in the end, the formation will belong to the sect, not them.

Song Lian estimated that it was almost there, so he said again: "If you don't offer another magic weapon for the seniors to choose, which treasure you like will be sold to which elder at the price of 450,000 spirit stones." ”

Everyone shouted for a long time and their mouths were a little dry, so they looked at the Taoist friends around them and agreed to this decision.

Luo An'an immediately changed back into his human form, and came up again after going down.

"The quality of the treasure this time is obviously much better than the last time. An Baobao looked at a piece of jade Jue and said, "But Jiuqing, we have already done the pit, who should this big pit be for?"

Mo Jiuxiao raised his head slightly: "Why don't you give it to Wanguizong?"

Luo An'an was puzzled: "Why, Wangui Sect and our Tianmen Sect have not always been ......?"

"Yes, just because they're good friends with the Heavenly Gate Sect doesn't mean they're good friends with us. Mo Jiuxiao said lightly, "And if this evil thing is placed in them, they will probably not abuse it." That's all there is to the people of Wanguizong, too upright, but too upright. ”

An Baobao was speechless, and he also knew in his heart that if the identity of the shovel official was exposed, the first to threaten to destroy them was Wanguizong. Those people are too rigid in their righteousness.

"Then according to what Jiuqing said, I will choose Wanguizong. ”

An Baobao played with the jade jue in his hand, what a coincidence, this is the treasure of the Wangui Sect, Yin and Yang Jue. The next second, An Baobao raised his head and yawned slightly: "It's getting late, it's time to end." ”