Room 336 is unexpectedly a gorgeous room, I don't regret the black line in my head to imagine how the Jackdaw gang rushed into the skyless tower with a knife like a wolf, how to rush into room 336 with a bold smile and announce to all the deacons that they have taken a crush to this room: "This room is good, the young master has it!" What, ask for money? Do you see we have money? If you don't want money, if you don't give your life, we have to decide on this house! ”

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In the middle of the room was a line of integrated chairs, the heavy cushions that were not the slightest dust and emitted a faint silver glow. There are twelve candlesticks set up in the whole room, each candlestick is divided into five layers, dozens of candles are inserted to illuminate the room, and on the wall is a piece of psychic jade, this jade is usually used for mapping, and the glowing psychic jade light curtain is the auction in the middle of the auction, and the auctioneer is auctioning a complete set of spiritual artifacts of the immortal realm.

"Don't look at the dust of the mat, it's made of streamside skin, streamside skin! Do you know what's going on by the stream? Jackdaw said mysteriously to Unrepentant and Rahu.

"By the stream?" Unrepentant's eyes widened, what is this strange thing?

The jackdaw smiled: "There is a rare spirit beast by the stream, their fur can drive away evil spirits, avoid plagues, detoxify and remove dust, so they are jointly forbidden to hunt by the Zhongzhou royal family and the Bazhou royal family, and there is no such good thing in the Shanhai Pavilion."

Bai Zhen smiled bitterly and looked at the jackdaw: "Your Excellency Jackdaw, is this a satire of the skyless tower, or a compliment?"

"Naturally, it's a compliment! There is no sky, there is no sky, and only those who dare to do what others dare not do can be called lawless! The jackdaw said.

"Well, thank you Lord Jackdaw for the compliment." Bai Zhen apologized to them slightly: "You guys have a good time." The heavy stone door slowly closed, and Bai Zhen retreated.

"Let's take a look first, say whatever you want, there is an isolation formation in this room, if the three kings of the feast still want to have a face, they won't eavesdrop on us like they did five years ago." Jackdaw rolled his eyes and said very scoundrelly, without regret, while Lan Mengyao laughed out loud, even she could guess that except for the three kings who presided over the formation, no one else could hear them, the key is that the three kings who presided over the formation also wanted to listen to the conversation in which room there must be a way to find a way to hear it from the formation.

On the tenth floor of the Skyless Tower, an old man with white hair and beard rolled his eyes, and his expression was as scoundrel as Jackdaw: "Hey, Jackdaw, this stinky boy, if it weren't for the fact that I had some friendship with the old immortal guy of the old knife, I would shoot him to death for this sentence!"

"Come on, the demon knife rescued you from the lava demon giant back then, what kind of friendship is this? Old black, you are getting more and more disrespectful to the old. Another white-bearded old man joked with a smile, his eyebrows and eyes were somewhat similar to Baiyun Mountain, and it seemed that he should be the direct ancestor of Baiyun Mountain. Although this tenth layer is empty to the outside, no one knows that it is the daily cultivation retreat of the three kings of the feast, except for the ghost king who presided over the auction on the ninth layer, the black king and the white king are sitting at the core of the formation formed by a large piece of runes shining at the moment, and from time to time there are noisy voices in the formation into the ears of the two kings, just as the jackdaw said, their soundproof formation can prevent all sounds from spreading, but they can also hear the sound they want to hear in any room.

The Black King gritted his teeth and laughed, "Quack, stinky boy, you don't want us to hear it, I'm just going to listen to what you have to say." With a wave of his hand, all the noisy sounds were silent, only the formation nodes representing the 336 room flickered, and only the conversation of the Dhara Blood Feathers remained.

"Bet on a low-grade spirit stone, there must be an old guy eavesdropping on us, who bets with me?" The jackdaw shouted with his hands on his chest, and everyone burst into laughter.

The blood crow popped out a high-grade spirit stone: "You won, give you a high-grade spirit stone." Immediately after that, more than a dozen high-grade spirit stones were thrown into the arms of the jackdaw, and no one refuted his words!

"These dead boys, angry old men!" The black king's nose was about to be crooked, and he smashed his fist into the core of the formation, gritting his teeth and saying, but his eyes were full of smiles, and he was not half unhappy.

The White King couldn't cry or laugh: "You old man doesn't cultivate!"

Next came a pair of daggers used by female monks, Deep Blue Fangs. As we all know, female assassins are relatively rare, because assassins are difficult to cultivate, and women are born with a delicate physique, and can withstand the hellish training, but in assassination, they have the advantages that male assassins can't match, and they are often the best candidates to eliminate dissidents in the political hall or assassinate the sect. It's not a baby! The starting price is 3,000 top-grade spirit stones, and the auction begins! As soon as the hammer fell, there was a rare unanimous silence in many rooms, the knife was a good knife, but where did they find an assassin who was qualified to use it?

The exchange ratio of spirit stones and gold and silver is the same, a top-grade spirit stone is exchanged for a thousand high-grade spirit stones for 10,000 medium-grade spirit stones for 100,000 lower-grade spirit stones, and ordinary forces simply don't have such a lot of financial resources to cultivate a female assassin!

"To buy or not to buy?" Unrepentant hesitated for a moment, looking at the ghost crow in charge of finances.

"Buy it, you should play with Lan Yatou, it's good to defend yourself, how can you be so smart that you don't have the ability to defend yourself? Go back and ask your sister-in-law to teach her a few more tricks, so that you won't be distracted by running around with you in the future. The ghost crow shrugged his shoulders and said casually, which of their own mothers-in-law is not a dominatrix who has cultivated to the level of her husband, who looks gentle and lovely, but kills people without even blinking her eyes? Life is compelled, and following them to the end of the world must have the ability to protect themselves and not drag their own men back. Although three thousand top-grade spirit stones were not a small amount, as the most elite leader of Wumeng, who didn't have tens of thousands of top-grade spirit stones on them to maintain daily consumption and expenditures for cultivation? What's more, the old knife still has some coffin books for the elderly, and he brought out a lot of them!

"Buy, buy, don't grind!" The neat fire crow spewed out another flame from his mouth, and the jackdaw slapped him on the head with a black face: "Stinky boy, hurry up and absorb and refine the phoenix pattern divine fire crystal, save others to worry, and, you are fucking crazy, dare to be distracted and interject at the critical moment of breakthrough!" Be honest with me! The fire crow was about to refute, but another flame came out of his lips, and he couldn't help but close his mouth and devote himself to the work of refining the huge flame power of the Phoenix Pattern Divine Fire Crystal.

"Three thousand." The ghost crow shouted faintly at the light curtain. The auctioneer in the light curtain looked up and immediately shouted: "The guests in room 336 have bidd, are there any guests who want to compete?" This is the best product flowing from the hands of the first casting master of Shanhai Pavilion, Fengbeard, aren't you excited?! ”

"Three thousand five!"

"Four thousand!"

"This bastard!" The ghost crow gritted his teeth and said angrily, damn auctioneers always love to come to this set of eyeballs to raise the price, Wind Beard is the first casting master of Shanhai Pavilion, it is not an exaggeration to call it the first spirit casting master in Kyushu, the monks above the immortal realm have their own magic weapons of life intersecting and painstaking refining, naturally they do not need the casters to contribute, but the casting of magic weapons is extremely cumbersome, and the hard work consumed is also unimaginable, so the casters who earn the spirit stones of monks in the low realm came into being, and Wind Beard is one of the best.

In the blink of an eye, the price of the pair of dagger dark blue fangs was pushed to eight thousand top-grade spirit stones, which was already very rare, and a pair of spirit weapons that survived to the Spirit Palace Realm, no matter how good it was, it was only this price.

"Eight thousand and one, I bid because my sister is suitable for this pair of daggers, if you are out of pure love, please sell me a face and give this dagger to my sister, I will not increase the price, please be." The ghost crow narrowed his eyes, and a breath of evil qi spread out from the light curtain with the words, and the people who heard this sentence couldn't help but shudder, how many people do you have to kill to have such a condensed evil qi? They have no doubt that if they raise the price any more, they will definitely anger a killer organization with strong heels. Tartarus? Umon? Or is it a blood chrysanthemum? Only this kind of killer organization will go to great lengths to train female killer assassins, right?

The atmosphere at the scene was a little cold, but it did not hinder the auctioneer's work: "Eight thousand and one top-grade spirit stones, are there any guests who want to increase the price?" Eight thousand and one once, eight thousand and one twice, eight thousand and one thirteen, deal! Room 336 guests, please wait, the dark blue tooth will be delivered immediately, and please complete the transaction. The crow's nose snorted lightly, and he stopped talking.

After a while, a black-clothed deacon knocked on the door with a tray with dark blue fangs and walked into room 336, the storage ring on the ghost crow's hand and the ring on the deacon's finger touched lightly, a bright light flashed, and the deacon's spiritual sense sneaked into the empty storage ring to count the spirit stones, and then retreated with a smile. This hand made no regrets very interested, and the transaction was completed with just a touch? Unrepentant curiosity, who had never seen such a way of trading, rose spontaneously.

"It's very simple, the spiritual sense controls the storage bag or ring to clear the things and bump them over, and the two storage magic weapons are open in the trading state." Seeing the curious eyes without regret, the ghost crow explained to him and let him actually operate it a few times by the way, and he didn't regret mastering this method.

Lan Mengyao held the light dark blue tooth and smiled, the exquisite shape, smooth curve and sharp blade left an excellent impression on her, the bone crow greeted, threw out a tooth of the Wasteland Tiger King, the huge sharp teeth met the blade that Lan Mengyao chopped, Lan Mengyao took two steps back, defused the huge impact, and then stared blankly at the tiger tooth that was broken by the dark blue tooth from the irregular crack, a touch of dark blue spread rapidly at the crack, and the venom of the sea snake blue ring three steps to death began to attack, If this tooth had been in the mouth of the Wasteland Tiger, it might have been poisoned long ago.

"It's so vicious, it's such a fast dagger, this pair of daggers is already a super product among spiritual weapons, and the teeth of the peak of the Wasteland Tiger King's Immortal Realm can be torn, and there is no damage itself!" The bone crow exclaimed in shock, and without regret, he flicked his fingers, and the spiritual power pierced a small hole in Lan Mengyao's fingertips, and the blood dripped down his fingers on the dark blue fangs, Lan Mengyao sat down obediently, put the dark blue fangs across his legs, and began to use his weak spiritual power to drip blood to recognize the master.