Chapter Ninety-Two: Pat Your Own Head
The man's face was like a crown of jade, his expression was lazy, and he was dressed in a golden shirt with embroidered frost and purple and grass patterns. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info
Although he was lying on his side seat at the moment, supporting his head with one hand, he looked completely bored, but no one dared to despise him.
Just because almost half of the nearly 1,000 people who originally came to hell died at the hands of this person, who dares to underestimate it.
Even in the hearts of most people, this person's strength is so strong that he has caught up with the top ten people in the priesthood, so when many people look at it at this moment, they are all in awe.
"Two thousand one."
This person's eyelids didn't bother to lift down, and his slightly sleepy tone sounded soon after Leng Mingtu's voice fell.
Before the waiter could reach the man, he threw out a bag and continued to sleep.
Bai Yu Consciousness glanced at this person more, the late Yuan Infant was perfect, and his previous performance was obviously more than a step stronger than Leng Ying Tu.
"Have you seen enough?" A faint question, Bai Yu Zhihai sounded, it was the person's voice.
The corners of his lips under the white feather mask curled a little, silent, his eyes were still gentle, looking at the pretty Dai Mi'er in the center of the field.
Time passed silently in a solemn atmosphere, and more than two hours passed in a blink of an eye.
There were a total of eleven bidders from the Star Lord Su Mo's head, and among them was the Demon Slayer Evil Blade, whose strength Bai Yu couldn't see, and the secret envoy who was second only to it.
The secret envoy is a typical Western face, but the aura it exudes is familiar to Bai Yu, a bit like a person from the Desolate Demon Mountain, that is, a cultivator of demonic skills.
In the past, he had fought against the Holy Slaughter, who was a Chinese, and he was slightly inferior, and he had never seen the Demon Slaughter and the Secret Envoy.
It was only from the memories of others that he learned that the Demon Slaughter was stronger than the Holy Slaughter, and the Secret Envoy was the same as his name.
Almost never seen.
He barely got a few images from the memory of a dying man until he came here.
He realized that the promotion speed of several people who he thought was not much stronger than him before was comparable to him.
The coldness of the Demon Slaughter, the martial arts of the Holy Slaughter, and the treachery of the secret envoy made him have to be a little careful, which is also the reason why he warned Niu Xiaohua before.
Some people he may have seen through, but he doesn't know if he has other hole cards, some people may not have seen through, or he may just be playing tricks.
True and false, although there is only one thought, but this thought separates life and death.
The auction is still going on, and the second head is the head of the Pope, worth tens of billions of gold, perhaps people think that it is easier than the previous one, and this time there are as many as twenty-three people who participated in the auction.
Demon Slaughter, Holy Slaughter, and Secret Envoy all participated in the filming, and of course, Bai Yu and Wan Lianhao were also among them.
Niu Xiaohua, who understood the rules of this, was enthusiastic for a while, and he couldn't wait to join in, but considering Nangong Duo'er, he could only give up.
Finally, the auction for the third head began.
"Okay, the owner of this human head next up, Bai Yu, he is the leader of an organization called the Dragon Gang in Huaxia Kingdom, the auction price is 10,000 high-grade spirit stones, and one to 100 is one hundred high-grade spirit stones, or 1,000 pure gold." Demier's voice was still sweet, and she chuckled elegantly.
It's just that her voice hasn't fallen yet, Niu Xiaohua's heart has already burst out, and she looks at Bai Yu, and Nangong Duo'er is the same, as if she wants to ask.
was stopped by the sound of the white feather.
The reason why Bai Yu wears the Shura mask, in addition to being the same as in the past, is that most people now have cultivation.
As long as the consciousness is slightly stronger, you can get a glimpse of its true appearance, so when he came, he changed his appearance slightly with the demon soul casting bone.
In order to act conveniently, he didn't want to be ruined by Niu Xiaohua and the others for no reason.
However, Wan Lianhao was still silent and unfazed, as if Bai Yu's head was on the list.
"Hey, a small gang leader, it's worth tens of thousands of high-grade spirit stones, it's a bit interesting, I'll pay five hundred, and I'll see the fun of the head auction." A disdainful voice sounded, and it was also a new face, and I saw that this person was dressed in a feather coat, his long hair was scattered, and he was shaking his blue feathers
Fan, with a modest expression, said without hurrying.
"Brother Qiu Zhen, have you forgotten, I was equal to the phantom that Huaxia saw that day, and it seems that the one who killed the Yuanying Monk was this white feather, are you sure you want to play this game." On the side of the person known as Qiu Zhen, a monk in a green shirt reminded him.
"In this place of poor mountains and bad waters, am I still afraid that a native will not succeed?" Qiu Zhen shook his fan indifferently, his expression full of confidence.
The green-shirted monk smiled casually and said, "Brother Qiu is like this, Kong has no choice but to sacrifice his life to accompany him, and he will produce six hundred high-grade spirit stones." ”
After a while, a waiter came to collect the spirit stones.
But after hearing the green-shirted monk hand over the spirit stone, he said with a smile, "If you dare to deceive me, be careful of your dog's life." ”
"Brother Kong, just a few hundred spirit stones, why bother taking it seriously." Qiu Zhen smiled beside him and said.
Monk Qingshan was silent and did not answer, and Qiu Zhen finally kept silent.
The words of the two were very casual, as if they wanted to say it, without any scruples, which attracted many people's sideways.
But they didn't care.
The cultivation of these two people has long been clear to Bai Yu, but in the late Yuan Infant period, I think it is also the personal inheritance of which major sect.
Although he may not be able to defeat these two, of course, it means that he does not use the battle spirit puppet, and the premise of magic skills, including the golden-shirted man before, but if he wants the demon shadow to escape, these people may not be able to catch up with him.
The head of the demon slayer in the black robe was raised slightly, and I saw that his expression was numb, like a dead gray, staring indifferently at the field, and his voice was a little hoarse, "I will come out of seven thousand for this person." ”
Naturally, it is the value of pure gold.
"Such a trivial matter, why bother with the demon slaughter, Robert is willing to do it for the adult, and the marquis will give eight thousand." Marquis Robert, who was sitting upright in a black suit, looked at the demon slaughter and said with a smile.
"Nine thousand pure gold."
"Ten thousand."
“……”
"Do I want to make a bid?" Wan Lian Hao asked Bai Yu.
"Why don't you come out, there is money to be made, and you have to play, you go out first, and I'll come out later." Bai Yu felt a little weird in his heart, he paid so much to buy his own head, and he was the only one in his life.
"One in one." Wan Lianhao shouted out loud.
With the sound of bidding, those with gold accounts were recorded and dispatched by special personnel, and those who were new to the arrivals began to collect the value quoted by each person.
At this time, Bai Yu also quoted his price, "Fifteen thousand." ”
The reward is naturally the value of pure gold, and there is a special attendant who begins to record and transfer it.
"Sixteen thousand." The voice of the Secret Envoy followed, and someone immediately recorded it, and a series of follow-up work was carried out.
In the end, a total of thirty-seven people made an offer for Bai Yu's head.
This made Bai Yu unable to tell whether to be happy or depressed, but with the end of his head auction, many people had chosen to leave.
It's clearly time to get into action, assassinate, or hide.
As the auction began, the one-way barrier that enveloped almost the entire ancient palace was opened.
And most of those who are leaving at this moment are at the bottom of the strength ranking.
The auction is not over yet, and no one knows what the next auction will be, and most of the people left are interested in the future auctions.
Finally, with more than two dozen people leaving the venue, the fourth auction finally began.
"Next, the owner of this human head is called Long Jun......" Dai Mi'er said beautifully, her smiling gaze swept across the audience like a breeze, "Its auction price is one million high-grade spirit stones, and one to one hundred is 10,000 high-grade spirit stones, or a million pure gold starting auctions." ”
Bai Yu's eyes narrowed slightly, he didn't expect that there were still people thinking about him now, but he was also a little curious, he could take out a million high-grade spirit stones, it seemed that even if the Lord of the Treasures in the sky above Huaxia joined forces, he might not be able to.
In this way, could it be that there were other powerful cultivators of the True Cultivation Star who had come and were not discovered, Bai Yu faintly guessed.
Of course, his speculation was not groundless, from the memory of Yuanchen Sword Venerable, he knew that even if he was as powerful as the Sword Palace, it seemed that he only had more than 100,000 yuan of family wealth.
Therefore, the possibility of other powerful cultivation stars descending is undoubtedly the greatest.
Wan Lianhao's expression was gloomy, he didn't say a word, his brows furrowed into a Sichuan character, thinking about something.
The Holy Slayer Heavenly Monarch had doubts in his eyes, although he was a killer, there were some things in his heart that no one should cross.
He wanted to see what fool dared to die on his own.
Holy Tu was not the only one who had this thought, including Bai Yu and Wan Lianhao, and their consciousness was firmly fixed on the field.
Sensing the strangeness of the Holy Slaughter Heavenly Monarch, Demon Slaughter Senran smiled, glanced at him, and then glanced at Bai Yu and Wan Lianhao respectively, "One hundred and one million." ”
At the moment when the price of the Demon Slaughter was quoted, the air in the field suddenly became cold, and many people looked at the Holy Slaughter.
Demon Slaughter and Holy Slaughter have always been hostile, and apart from the newcomers here, the original temple can be roughly divided into two camps.
Demon slaughter kills for profit, and holy slaughter kills for morality.
In this way, Bai Yu and Wan Lianhao naturally belong to the Holy Slaughter side.
Although evil has been invincible since ancient times, in the temple, the overall strength in the past was that the demon slaughter side had the advantage.
Even now, Bai Yu even had an intuition that if he didn't use the Demon Skill and the Demon Martial Battle Spirit Puppet, the advantage of the Demon Slayer side would still exist.
This is what Bai Yu didn't expect, he thought that his fate was enough to defy the sky, even if it was because of Niu Xiaohua's relationship before coming here.
He also believes that the first three people of the God Butcher Lu a few years ago cannot be his opponents anymore.
It wasn't until now that I realized that reality always loves him so much.
He turned to think of Boyang that day, Song Yaolong, who even worshiped the Sword Palace, and a group of extremely terrifying demons.
Bai Yu smiled bitterly in his heart, there has never been a shortage of protagonists in this world, but it is difficult for him.
He was unwilling, so he never slacked off.
The sound of bidding is still ringing at intervals.
Almost all of them are demon slaughterers.
Of course, there are also some new faces.
In the end, there were seven people who had the courage to strike the king.
How strong the human king is, Bai Yu doesn't know, but he knows that he has stepped into the tribulation, and he is protected by the Yan Emperor.
Demon Tu dared to make an offer, could it be just to kill some other people who made an offer, Bai Yu shook his head and directly abandoned this idea.
Not to mention the secret envoy who quoted later, it was the four monks around the late Yuan Infant stage, and Bai Yu was not optimistic about the Demon Slaughter, and even the secret envoy.
With the end of the fourth auction, many people left, both those who participated in the previous auction and those who participated in the first auction.
At this time, the indifferent Saint Tu Heavenly Monarch stood up with his sword in his hand.
In an instant, the oppressive atmosphere in the field suddenly increased by a few points.
Seeing him turn around and walk out, everyone breathed a sigh of relief slightly, especially the people on the Demon Slayer side.
However, this is not counting, as the Holy Slaughter Heavenly Monarch left, the Demon Slaughter got up and followed, and then, the secret envoy, Marquis Robert.