(Girls' Literature) "Four hundred and thirty million!"

Blood boy Nie Yun bid for 400 million, Ao Chenxiao was silent, just when everyone thought that the dust had settled and the treasure would be taken down by him in the end, a fierce sword momentum rushed to the sky and exploded.

The sky-high price of 430 million was shouted, shocking the four seats, and every word contained a sharp edge, like a sword, slashing in the hearts of all.

At this moment, the sorrow is connected to the Zhihai Sword Pill, and the sword path is powerful and unreservedly emanated, just like an immortal giant sword suddenly descending, the sharp and domineering edge, cutting the sky and the earth, and even more above the sky.

This momentum is even more terrifying than Yun Miao, Tu Mei, Nie Yun and others, and the edge is exposed.

At this moment, those demons who had not put their sorrows in their eyes also became solemn, their expressions changed, and they were all a little surprised.

Nie Yun's face was even more gloomy, he couldn't imagine that Fu Longkeel's bidding had reached this level, and even Ao Chenxiao, the heir of the Jade Void Vision, had already withdrawn, and there were still people who would dare to fight with him and dare to fight with him.

"450 million! No matter who you are, which Xianmen Holy Land you come from, and what your identity is, this Fu Longbone Ben Gongzi wants it! If you don't want to die, you'd better stop it for me now!!"

Nie Yun's face was cold, and with a flick of his fingers, the beauty who knelt down in front of him to serve, pierced his forehead, and a stream of blood flames burned from his delicate body from the inside out.

Seeing this, the beauties around trembled slightly, all showing fear, but no one dared to make any sound, let alone the slightest recklessness, such a scene is not once or twice, who dares to disturb the son at this time, the end will only be more miserable than the beauty just now.

The blood boy is romantic, and he likes to paint skins with beautiful women, but all women with stunning looks are favored by him, regardless of immortals, identity and background, in the end, they will not escape the poisonous hands, and they will be refined into a piece of beauty painting skin that is neither alive nor dead, not human and not ghost, and is sealed in the magic weapon, often accompanied by the left.

This is not only a very vicious and evil secret art, but also a powerful magic weapon, all the beauties who have been refined into painted skins, the consciousness and soul are there, they can turn into a physical body, like a demon and a demon head to practice, but the further back, the slower the speed of cultivation will be, a number of bottlenecks, more and more difficult, until there is no inch of progress, lifelong control of its master, ** vertical, enslaved, life and death are in a thought, even a trace of resistance, do not dare to have.

Just like now, watching a companion innocently perished, the rest of the painted skin beauties around them were not only frightened and trembling, but they didn't even dare to have a trace of anger and sadness, and even had to be cautious and force a smile.

But this is not a matter for the sorrow, not to mention that he didn't know that just now, a beauty died because of him, even if he knew, he didn't care, rather than being tortured and bullied, not living without people or ghosts, it is better to be wiped out, but it is also another relief.

"500 million!" Breaking the sorrow did not hesitate, said indifferently, without the slightest appearance of being soft and retreating, and slapped his face directly, and the price soared by 50 million.

Since it has been matched, then you might as well be ruthless, Fu Keel, he is bound to win, if anyone blocks it, God will block and kill God, and Buddha will block and punish Buddha!!

The invisible momentum collided violently, and suddenly, a violent roar rolled up in the sky above the venue, and countless winds were like swords, whistling in all directions, the momentum was extremely shocking, and every breath was like a sword in the throat!

"Looking for death!!" Nie Yun's eyes showed a fierce light, and his handsome and evil face was a little twisted and hideous, and at this moment, he was completely enraged.

Although it is forbidden to tear apart the Tsutenkaku, the collision between the momentum, but there is no explicit provision, and the auction is nearing the end, it is already a time of fierce competition, the same scene, almost every session is like this, the merchants seek profits, without violating the rules of the conference, they are also happy to see such a scene, but the more intense the better.

It can be seen with the naked eye that the purple sun and sun-like clouds and fire purple qi on the venue of the Immortal Palace are all like a boiling tide, surging and boiling, and a stronger and stronger breath erupts from the No. 13 VIP room, frantically rushing into the sky above the venue, shooting in the sky, a blood red.

However, everyone held their breath and stared, and before they saw the blood cloud pressing, a battle, Zifu Immortal Palace, in the VIP room, there were two more breaths falling into the sky, and there was a great avenue manifestation.

The Heavenly Sword subdued demons, swept the Quartet, and a sharp sword path that did not lose sorrow, with a vast and vast righteousness, swept the sky, and crushed and annihilated the blood cloud that had just condensed.

At the same time, in the No. 7 VIP room, an ethereal and holy white fairy light breath penetrated the sky and the earth, and a circle of huge ripples cleansed the sky, and the clouds in all directions gathered together, turning into a cloud map, swallowing the sky, echoing with the sword path edge of the broken sorrow and drunken Daoist people, and the three terrifying breaths were coercive, and the entire Zifu Immortal Palace was trembling and ringing.

"VIP room No. 3, Shushan Sword Sect, drunken Taoist! He really came!!"

"Look at that cloud map immortal light!Purple Mansion No. 7, it must be the Dao Xuan of Lingxiao Palace!"

"To be able to get the help of drunken Taoists and Dao Xuan, what is the origin of the people in the VIP room of the 15th Purple Mansion?"

"Shhh........hh I knew that it was not easy, the top forces in Zhongtian had all come together, something big must happen in southern Xinjiang, and when the auction was over, I had to get out of here quickly!"

"Break the sorrow!The person in the fifteenth VIP room is the sect master of the Xuantian Sect, break the sorrow!!"

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After being silent for a long time, because of the drunken Taoist and Dao Xuan's actions, the real monks of the Quartet could no longer remain calm, and in the uproar, some people vaguely guessed the true identity of the owner of the fifteenth VIP room.

The latter is indifferent to this, he will not take the initiative to expose his identity like Yun Miao and others, nor will he deliberately hide himself, with the cultivation identity of these people, as long as there is a little contact, he will be able to recognize and find out again, in the Xianmen Holy Land, most of the demons who came here to participate in the auction are here for Song Jinyu, anyway, sooner or later, some unnecessary cover-ups are meaningless.

Come to think of it, the drunken Taoist and Dao Xuan were exposed at this moment and helped for this reason.

And at this moment, Nie Yun's face was already gloomy and difficult to see the extreme, with a wave of the folding fan, the blood light swept by, and the scene surrounded by the beauties in the house disappeared without a trace in an instant, but the lifelike picture of the blood jade folding fan added seven beautiful beauties.

"Who am I, it turns out that you are the Xuantian Sect Sect Master that has been rumored recently! Sure enough, there are no taboos! Fu Keel is just a keel, if you want to, take it, this son will find another thing and give it to the junior sister, Mei'er junior sister will not blame her brother, right?"