After Gao Xiaoleng disemboweled, he immediately did three things, one was to cut off the turtle essence's left hand, because he was wearing a thick storage ring on his left thumb.

The second is to remove the turtle shell on the corpse of the turtle essence, this Wang Ba cover may be a good material for refining defensive magic weapons.

The third is to collect the high-grade storage bag on the waist of the turtle spirit's corpse, which contains the dark stones obtained from the auction of all the treasures in today's auction.

Gao Xiaoleng was wearing a devil mask with bleeding eyes, and the blood stains on the god-level dagger had not yet solidified, but the atmosphere of the entire auction venue had solidified, and the early stage of this turtle spirit boy was not to be feared, the key was that he was the only grandson of the water demon!

So after a few seconds of solidification in the atmosphere of the auction hall, the pot immediately exploded.

"We didn't see anything, we didn't hear anything, let us go. A group of people said one after another.

"This is the contradiction between our Jiaolong clan and the eighth king of the water tribe, it has nothing to do with you, you can leave now. Gao Xiaoleng began to keep a low profile after getting a lot of benefits.

Those who participated in the underground auction were originally unsightly, for the sake of a murderous turtle spirit, they would not risk revealing their identities, and this turtle spirit actually did something on the mask magic weapon, which also made the vast majority of the customers present very disgusted, so now the killing god let them go, and they immediately left quickly without saying a word.

"The Jiaolong clan stays!" Gao Xiao shouted coldly.

The hesitant customers began to speed up their pace, and Gao Xiaoleng and Mota father and son surrounded Jiaohuang.

"What do you want to do?" Jiao Huang suddenly felt nervous.

"Don't be nervous, I just wanted to ask you to borrow something. Gao Xiaoleng said calmly.

"Borrow something, borrow something?" Jiao Huang felt very problematic.

"What's on you, of course. Gao Xiao said slowly and methodically.

"What the hell are you going to borrow?" Jiao Huang quietly put his hand on the storage bag on his waist.

At this time, two other customers were walking out, and they were eager to hear what the bloody dragon clan's killing god was borrowing, but the decisive character spoke so verbosely that they hadn't heard what he was borrowing.

But these two customers will never deliberately slow down in order to satisfy their curiosity, it is definitely an act of looking for death, since this killing god even dares to kill the turtle spirit son, then he will never blink an eye if he kills the two of them.

So the two last customers fled the scene in a hurry, and what did it matter to them what the killing god was borrowing?

"Borrow your head!" Gao Xiaoleng instantly raised his dagger and slashed around Jiao Huang's neck, just like when he was making a three-color mist silk radish.

"Ah, you're not from the Jiaolong clan......"

Jiao Huang had already grabbed a large handful of talisman seals, but unfortunately he didn't have a chance to use them, Gao Xiaoleng took out the dagger very quickly, just like the speed of his cooking.

"Yes, we're not from the Jiaolong clan. Gao Xiaoleng stuffed the talisman seal in Jiaohuang's hand back into the storage bag, and took off Jiaohuang's storage bag.

"Give you a minute to clean up the loot. Gao Xiaoleng raised his hand, and dozens of mid- and high-level flame talismans appeared in his hand.

Gao Xiaoleng's meaning is obvious, after a minute, this place will become a sea of fire.

Mota and Motu were both born and raised in the Tu tribe, and they grew up in conditions of extreme material scarcity, and they looked at the beautiful decoration and the rare fruits in the fruit bowl, and they swallowed their saliva and almost wanted to move everything here.

But it would take at least half a day to move everything here, but they only had a minute.

Killed the turtle spirit boy and let go of so many tongues, this place will be surrounded by the elite of the water tribe at any time, where in the world is there a good thing to take advantage of.

So it would have been a great risk for the gentleman to have a minute for them to loot the loot.

Motu was about to move the auction table at first, but Mota reprimanded him, and then Motu stuffed the fruit bowl into the storage bag.

Gao Xiao Leng looked at the time without moving, and when the time came, he would sacrifice the fire bullet talisman seal, and he would not hesitate for a second.

A minute passed quickly, Gao Xiaoleng looked at Mota and his son were about to deform, their clothes were stuffed with fruits, cough, I really don't know what they think, just take some valuable gadgets are enough to exchange for a few truckloads of fruits.

Of course, Gao Xiaoleng had no intention of accusing them, anyway, the opportunity had already been given to them, and it was up to them how many opportunities they could catch, and a minute later, Gao Xiaoleng punctually sacrificed a large number of fire bomb talismans, and this underground auction venue immediately turned into a raging sea of fire.

Mota and Motu were in pain, there were so many good things they didn't have time to get their hands on.

This is a matter of vision, the decoration and furniture here look noble, but for Gao Xiaoleng, it is also used as firewood for burning.

With Gao Xiaoleng's strict implementation of the fire time, Mota and his son were helpless to follow Gao Xiaoleng away.

Ten minutes after they left, this place was surrounded by the elites of the water tribe, and the prince of Molong was also stoned to death by the angry water tribe elites, such a somewhat clumsy discord plan succeeded in the water tribe and the Jiaolong clan in the sea area, which was the fuse of the war between the two major water tribes.

Ten minutes was a bit tense for escaping, but now that Emerald Island was in chaos, the two great sea clans had already started a war because of the tragic death of the young masters of both sides, and no one could stop it.

Gao Xiaoleng and Mota father and son are as relaxed as returning from a trip, and there is a lot of artillery behind them, and they have little to do with them.

Whether it is strategy or force value, Gao Xiaoleng's performance has made Mota and his son admire, but it is a pity that such a master is about to leave the Tu clan, otherwise if he can leave Mr. behind, then even if the Tu clan is not strong, it will change the current poor and backward old appearance.

Gao Xiaoleng gave some of the dark stones in Jiaohuang Gongzi's storage bag to Mota, and asked Mota to take these dark stones to improve the living conditions of the Tu clan, and then Gao Xiaoleng would cook a hearty meal for Mota and the others, and then Gao Xiaoleng was really going to return to Feiyunfang City.

Of course, there is one more thing to do before Gao Xiaoleng and them return to Feiyunfang City, that is, shrimp fishing, and the delicious taste of steamed crayfish Gao Xiaoleng still remembers.