"Two ...... Twenty million immortal stones?!"

After the scene was calm, everyone erupted in exclamation.

"I heard you right, for this broken bow, someone actually bid 20 million?"

"From 10 million shouts to 20 million, 10 million immortal stones were directly added in between, this Mo Wuchen, where is it sacred?"

The price shouted by Mo Forgetchen is not amazing.

You must know that 20 million immortal stones, many people spend their entire lives, and it is difficult to get them.

Looking at the current world, I'm afraid that only those ancient holy lands and powerful ancient martial arts families can take it out, right?

"20 Million ......"

In room eleven, when Mo Wuchen's quotation came to his ears, Rao couldn't help frowning as the Holy Maiden of Yanhuang.

This price has far exceeded her expectations, I thought that no one would know the origin of the Futian Bow, so she only brought nearly 10 million immortal stones when she went out this time.

But he didn't expect that Mo Wuchen would kill him halfway, and the other party directly bid 20 million, and he was determined to win the Futian Bow, which in the eyes of the Yanhuang Holy Maiden, Mo Wuchen must also know something.

"Senior sister, I still have some immortal stones here......"

On the side of the Yanhuang Holy Maiden, Zhou Jing, who was sitting in the same seat, spoke in a low voice, he was not sure why Feng Qing had to fight for this bow, but at this moment, it was obvious that the immortal stones that Feng Qing was carrying did not seem to be enough.

"There's no need for ......"

Feng Qing shook her head, she knew very well that even if she continued to increase the price, Mo Wuchen would definitely not give up, and the other party was obviously prepared.

"20 million immortal stones ...... for the first time"

"The second ...... of 20 million immortal stones"

"Twenty million immortal stones for the third time!"

Boom!

In the end, under the gaze of everyone present, Ming Lao made a final decision, and the final winner of the Futian Bow fell to Mo Wuchen's head.

"It's crazy, something that was originally only worth two million immortal stones was sent out for a high price of twenty million, what are these people thinking?"

Up to now, the crowd was still a little dumbfounded, and they were a little incomprehensible.

"Mo Xiaoyou, congratulations!"

Ming Lao personally sent the Futian Bow to Room Nine and handed it over to Mo Wuchen's hands.

In front of Kong Chu and Tianxinzhi, Mo Wuchen handed over 20 million immortal stones to Ming Lao, and the two sides reached a complete deal.

"Brother Mo, this bow ......"

It wasn't until after Ming Lao left that Kong Chu and the others approached Mo Wuchen, and they kept wondering in their hearts, what is the origin of this bow?

Mo Wuchen didn't respond to the two, he raised his hand and gently brushed it on the Futian Bow, and what could be seen was that Mo Wuchen's palm was trembling slightly.

And the Futian Bow was also the moment it entered Mo Wangchen's hands, something seemed to have happened.

The Futian Bow, which originally looked dilapidated and dilapidated, was faintly glowing with an inexplicable luster in Mo Wangchen's hands at this moment.

"Buzz!"

The bowstring was trembling, as if trying to say something, and it seemed to have a sense of intelligence, giving people a feeling of great excitement.

Holding the Futian Bow in his hand, Mo Wuchen could clearly feel that there seemed to be an inexplicable force on the Futian Bow, pulling him, making him seem to be implicated in this bow.

"What a terrible power......"

Mo Wuchen muttered to himself, although he didn't draw the bow, he could feel that this Futian bow contained an extremely powerful destructive force, once it was pulled away, the arrow shot seemed to be able to kill any god and demon in this world.

In the bow body, engraved with the three small words of 'Futian Bow', it is like a natural one, glowing with a faint golden glow.

In the end, Mo Wuchen took a deep breath, put away the Futian Bow, and took out the auction items from the back of the auction, taking Kong Chu and Tianxinzhi with the two of them, and leaving room nine.

VIP passage, the three of them walked out slowly, because the auction was being held, at this moment, most of the people were crowded in the auction hall, and the entrance to the auction hall that had been lively and noisy before seemed a lot quieter.

"Huh?"

The three of them had just walked out of the passage, and Mo Wuchen couldn't help frowning.

As far as the eye could see, I saw two figures standing in front of the three of them, and at this moment, there were two figures standing there.

A man and a woman, the male Mo Wuchen is no stranger, it is Zhou Jing, the eldest disciple of the Yanhuang Divine Sect, and the woman is wearing a red dress, her skin is better than snow, her eyes are like a pool of clear water, when she looks forward to it, she has an elegant and noble temperament, which makes people take pictures of it and dare not blaspheme.

"Yanhuang Holy Maiden, Fengqing!"

Beside Mo Wuchen, Tianxinzhi and Kong Chu's complexions changed slightly.

"Your name is Mo Wuchen?"

The Yanhuang Holy Maiden stood in place and spoke lightly, her eyes fell on Mo Wuchen's body, as if nothing in this world could move her.

Mo Wuchen frowned, he didn't expect the other party to leave the auction hall directly, it was obvious that Feng Qing was indeed here for the Futian Bow.

"Any advice?" said Mo Wuchen.

"Among the ten holy lands, outstanding disciples, it seems that they have never heard of anyone surnamed Mo, and the ancient martial arts family does not have the surname Mo, I want to know your origin. Feng Qing spoke again, and the sound of immortals came into Mo Wangchen's ears.

Mo Wuchen smiled, "The vast world, I'm just an inconspicuous little person, it doesn't matter if Miss Fengqing doesn't need to know." ”

The Yanhuang Holy Maiden was silent, her beautiful eyes were like fire, staring at Mo Wuchen's body, and it was half a sound before she spoke, "Do you know what kind of killing disaster a bow will bring to you if the bow is on you?"

"This is my business, so I don't worry about Miss Fengqing. Mo Wuchen frowned and said.

This is the soldier of the ancient god king, if it is known, the disaster of killing will be inevitable, and the most important, and the most worrying thing is the Yanwu Alliance, the Ji family!

Futian Bow came out, and if Yan Ruyi sensed it and came to the door, it would be Mo Wangchen's biggest trouble.

"You're very interesting and I'm looking forward to seeing you next time. Feng Qing's words fell, and then her slender jade fingers flicked through the void.

"Tsk!"

In an instant, the sharp sound of the phoenix roared into the ears of Mo Wuchen and the others.

A Luan Feng with flames wrapped around his body emerged, different from Zhou Jing's war beast, this is a real Luan Feng, the heir of the Feng clan, with pure blood.

"Whoosh!"

Feng Qing's body stood up, and in the blink of an eye, she appeared behind Luan Feng, she looked back, glanced at Mo Wuchen, and the next moment, harnessing Luan Feng, was swept towards the edge of the sky in the distance.

"Humph!"

It wasn't until Feng Qing's figure completely disappeared in his eyes that Zhou Jing also withdrew his gaze, he snorted coldly, but he didn't hesitate, drove his chariot and left here.

Kong Chu and Tianxinzhi glanced at each other, and the two couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief in their hearts, "Now it seems that Feng Qing is going to leave Yang City directly, she has never had the idea of participating in the gathering in the Valley of the God King, which means that she came here for only one purpose, Futian Bow!"

(End of chapter)