Chapter 85: The Eighth Floor
"It's too arrogant. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info A low voice came from nowhere, clearly not satisfied with the high profile of the Dhara Blood Feathers.
The atmosphere was slightly tense. "It's really arrogant. ”
"Maybe we should teach them some lessons, walking the rivers and lakes, respecting the elders is something they must learn. ”
The people in the darkness spoke one after another, and they did not object to 50,000 spirit stones taking away two dragon soul fruits, but their actions of not regretting and jackdaws had already violated the arrogance and bottom line of this group of veteran monks who regarded themselves very highly.
"Thank you, Shi Lin must remember your help. Holding his younger brother who had lost an arm, Shi Lin said word by word, and the killing power between the words almost broke through the shackles and raged the skyless tower.
Baiyun Mountain is crazy, he is mad by this group of mud legs who don't have long eyes!
From now on, these blindless brutes will come to the dark gathering again, and whoever lets them in will die!" Baiyun Mountain's eyes were red, as rude and impulsive as a wounded beast.
His words made all the bidders on the seventh layer stunned, and some people sneered and ridiculed Baiyun Mountain: "Lao Bai, you are living more and more, when did the Demon Shadow Baiyun Mountain, who was not afraid of heaven and earth back then, become a bad old man who is afraid of doing things and dares to cut off a large number of gold sources in Wutianlou without authorization for a small killer organization? Could it be that he can compete with us with the strength of one person? Don't forget, no matter how strong he is, there is only one person!"
Bai Yunshan's face changed miserably, and he looked at all the disdainful eyes in the hall like a ghost, the spirit rune flew out of his sleeve, hanging in the air and burning, the invisible power of isolation enveloped the entire auction hall, and the sound of horror and anger echoed in the isolated space, shocking people's hearts.
"Damn, a demon sword dismantled the dark assembly and destroyed the Wutian Tower, but, but, you tell me, except for the Mixed Yuan Gate, the Zhongzhou Yuan Dynasty and the Great Lotus Temple, which of you has eaten the bear's heart and leopard gall, and dares to take your own forces to fight against the entire Jiuqing Tianyuan Palace! Have you lived to a dog for hundreds of years? Don't you recognize the natal cloud dragon of the Yunluo Hall of the Jiuqing Tianyuan Palace? Let me tell you, the damn wild cirrus of the Jiuqing Tianyuan Palace, the blood and rain clouds are alive and well, the senior brother of the previous palace master of the Jiuqing Tianyuan Palace, The current Jiuqing Tianyuan Palace's Taishang Lieyun Yunfeng is not dead, and the only one who can fight against the head of the Mixed Yuan Sect, the Wind Soul Vein Soul Wind White Ape, has woken up! If you want to make trouble, get away from me, don't do anything in the dark assembly, I don't want to be wiped out by the Jiuqing Tianyuan Palace, and I won't enter reincarnation!" Like an old lion, Baiyun Mountain roared hoarsely, and he looked more like a frightened rat when he was out of shape.
There was silence, and the whole auction room was silent. No one dared to speak out again, and even Shi Sen, who had lost an arm, did not have the courage to cry out in pain.
That's the Jiuqing Tianyuan Palace, the high-ranking immortal cultivation power, no, it can't be called a force, the sect! The high-ranking sect in Kyushu is floating above their heads, an extremely protective behemoth, unforgiving, arrogant and unreasonable, and destroying the door at every turn! Everyone invariably remembered the white dragon that was wrapped around the black crow's arm and recognized the phoenix pattern divine fire crystal that they regarded as a spirit beast, that was actually the natal cloud dragon of the Yunluo Hall of the Jiuqing Tianyuan Palace?! The old guys in the Jiuqing Tianyuan Palace would set up a teleportation formation at any cost, appear in front of them, greet them, and then team up to kill a person with a rolling head and a river of blood! Maybe they will be cut off from behind before they can attack the black crow!
"Get out of here! If you are not convinced, go to the King of the Feast, if you dare to cause great trouble for the Dark Gathering, don't blame the Three Kings of the Feast for personally killing you! Whoever dares to come to the Dark Gathering in the future should be ready to be killed!" Bai Yunshan's eyes widened, his big sleeves waved, and the group of people who didn't look at it turned around and left.
There was silence on the seventh floor, the auctioneer wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, beckoned the maid to put away the remaining Jiao Lingguo and hurriedly retreated, the auctioneer took a deep look at this group of monks who had been here several times, and even some of them had a good relationship with him, and retreated into the darkness, he felt that he had to wash himself, his wet clothes were close to his back, and there was a wet and uncomfortable feeling, just like his messy mood- In the next few five years, the number of bidders on the seventh floor of the skyless tower will be as small as a terrifying lower limit enough to starve him to death, and his salary is linked to his performance!
"You old guys, you obviously want to drag me to death. Looking at the people who were about to be petrified, the auctioneer said coldly.
"Jiuqing, Tianyuan, Gong ......" The arrogant and noble immortal monks on the seventh floor who had been terminated from the auction said these five words repeatedly in despair, motionless.
Suddenly, there was a huge terrifying pressure in the air, and these monks trembled under the pressure, and they couldn't help but bend their proud backs.
"What are you still doing here? Isn't it enough to cause trouble for us? Please leave the dark assembly and never come back, and those who violate it will be killed!" The old man's voice came from the whirling cyclone in the air, and all the monks' bodies trembled again, feasting on the White King, one of the Three Kings, the grandfather of Baiyun Mountain, and the strong man in the middle of Juxia! His words meant that the largest gray market in the eastern part of the Dala State had closed its doors to them forever and would never be open again!
The attraction suddenly appeared in the cyclone, all the monks did not do the useless work of resistance, let the white king drive them out of the skyless tower, out of the dark feast, never to come back, they did not dare to complain, in the dark assembly angered the three kings, they did not even have a chance to escape, countless lessons from the past are placed at the entrance of history, although they can't provoke the Dala royal family, although they can't provoke the Jiuqing Tianyuan Palace, although even Wumeng is not willing to provoke such a killer organization, but the power of the dark assembly, the power of the Wutianlou wants to crush them, they don't even need to blow their breath, in front of the transcendent forces, their personal strength is pale and ridiculous。
"Why are all these little ancestors interested in our tattered little place, why don't you go to the trouble of the Shanhai Pavilion?" the White King muttered to himself depressedly, and his voice gradually disappeared as the cyclone faded.
The eighth floor
If the auction hall on the seventh floor is like a chaotic and noisy vegetable market, then the eighth floor is undoubtedly an existence that is enough to be at the top of the hierarchy.
Under the leadership of Bai Zhen, he and the others stepped into the eighth floor of the auction hall, the thick black stone wall divided the huge space into small rooms, the stone wall flashed with dazzling array light, with good sound insulation and defense capabilities, standing at the entrance of the eighth floor, there were only rooms like beehives, and there were many maids and deacons who were busy entering and exiting the rooms like bees, and they didn't know where the auction table was.
"There may be good things on the seventh layer, but for a few people, the eighth layer is the most suitable place, the ninth layer is not open to ordinary people, and those who can enter the ninth layer are all sect elders. The Lord of Power and the like, one of the three kings presides over the auction, so a few can only bid for things in the highest place below the ninth layer, and if there is anything on the ninth floor that no one cares about or is not qualified enough to auction on the upper layer and the auction is lost, it will be sent to the eighth layer, so you are also very good here, if a few are willing, bring a few people in. Bai Zhen politely introduced the eighth layer to Wu Regret and the others, and most of his eyes were on Wu Regret.
Glancing at Bai Zhen weirdly, the jackdaw ripped off his mask and black robe: "I didn't have such a sneaky last time, if you see anyone who is unhappy, you will do it!
While Jackdaw withdrew his black robe and mask, everyone behind him invariably revealed their faces, and even Unrepentant, Luo Hu and Lan Mengyao also lost their disguises at the same time.
"What's the problem?" Bu regret raised his eyebrows, his pale face was a little puzzled, he was not a woman, why didn't Bai Zhen look at Lan Mengyao and stare at himself in a daze, could it be that his face bloomed?
Pointing to Lan Mengyao beside him, he frowned without regret: "Deacon Bai Zhen, you want to see that the girl is here, don't stare at me." ...... "Before the words were finished, he felt that the soft flesh on his waist rotated three hundred and sixty degrees without regret, and the sudden pain made his pale face turn pale, Lan Mengyao gritted his teeth, and his willow eyebrows stood upside down and did not regret it: "Yan Tiannan, you tell me again!"
sighed helplessly, and did not regret grabbing the little hand that was pinching the soft flesh on his waist, and pulled Lan Mengyao into his arms: "I'm sorry, if she doesn't show it, then you won't have to see it." ”
"Yan!Tian!Nan!" With an angry reprimand, Lan Mengyao's small fist with a shallow and strong wind unexpectedly smashed into the abdomen of Unrepentant, and he gasped violently, his eyes widened and his body bent slightly, not that he didn't want to straighten up, but that punch...... It just hurts.
A burst of giggling laughter came out of the mouths of Wumeng's big brothers, and Luo Hu also looked at Lan Mengyao, who was like a mad little tiger, and bent into a prawn without regret: "Forget it, shut up if you can't speak, how can you let others stare at your daughter-in-law." ”
Bai Zhen smiled awkwardly: "No, I didn't mean that, I'm just curious, how old is the black crow boy this year, he can actually rank in the top ten of the Kyushu killer sequence, and he has a good cultivation." Come on, without further ado, come with me, there are still a few empty rooms, just in time for the middle of the auction. ”
With a wave of her hand, the oncoming maid said goodbye to the jackdaw and the others, and then handed over a azure jade plate to Bai Zhen.
"Room 336 is empty, I remember the last time I came to room 336, right? Bai Zhen's words made the eyes of the Dala Blood Feather who had entered the Heavenless Tower light up when the Jackdaw and the others had entered, they could never have imagined that this time the room would be the same room they had come to five years ago.