At this time, this auction will also come to an end, and it is estimated that there are at most eleven or twelve auction items left, and there is not much left. Thinking www.biquge.info of this, Chen Shen's heart was also secretly anxious, seeing that the auction was about to end, but he didn't even buy the weapon he wanted, it wasn't a trip for nothing. If this is the case, but he did not get the rice on credit for stealing chickens, and did not get what he wanted, but leaked money, which caused the other monks to be daunted, and during this time, he felt a cold light or two from time to time, sweeping his position.

"Next, we will auction a set of magic weapons, called the Sancai Sword, as the name suggests, this is a combination of three sword magic weapons. The Sancai Sword is divided into the Golden Spirit Sword, the Water Spirit Sword and the Fire Spirit Sword. Although each spirit sword is separated from only the power of a low-grade spirit weapon, after the three swords are combined, they can be combined into a small sword formation to exert the power of a medium-grade spirit weapon, and due to the formation bonus, when the three swords are against the enemy together, the damage caused will be greater than that of ordinary medium-grade spirit weapons. I have prepared the magic decision to control the Sancai Sword for everyone, just wait for you to get the magic weapon to get it, and then you only need to simply practice one or two, and you can use it immediately. As for the starting price of the Sancai Sword is 1,000 medium-grade spirit stones, if any Taoist friend likes it, don't miss it, in the next auction, there are not many auction items, and there is only this set of offensive magic weapons. The patriarch raised a jade slip in his hand, pointed to the three spirit swords on the auction table, and squinted and smiled.

Hearing this, the monks below began to talk in twos and threes, and the scene became extremely lively for a while. Although everyone has guessed that this auction is coming to an end, their own guesses are conjectures after all, and it is not as good as what the host of the auction said. Thinking of this, the monks who were interested in the Sancai Sword began to sharpen their fists and feet, checking the spirit stones in their storage bags, ready to take them in one fell swoop, while the monks who did not have enough spirit stones began to call friends and borrow one or two.

Seeing this scene, Chen Shen was full of wry smiles, he knew that the three talented swords in this auction were bleeding profusely, who let the patriarch come to such a sentence at the end, it is strange that the monks with the same mind as him are not crazy. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look up at the patriarch, only to see that he was holding his hands behind his back, quietly watching the scene of the noisy scene in the audience, there was no superfluous expression on his face, just a smile flashing in his eyes from time to time, but it made Chen Shen understand that the patriarch didn't know how bright he was smiling in his heart at the moment. But think about it, who would think that there are too many spirit stones!

"Fifteen hundred medium-grade spirit stones." A moment later, an old woman in the crowd was the first to speak.

"Eighteen hundred medium-grade spirit stones." As the old woman finished speaking, a shout rang out in another corner.

"Two thousand medium-grade spirit stones." The old woman's words seemed to have the effect of a trumpet, and the low monks shouted one after another.

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Although no one maliciously raised the price in this auction, there were too many monks who liked this set of magic weapons, and they were competing to bid one by one, and soon reached five thousand medium-grade spirit stones, which was already an unattainable number for the vast majority of ordinary monks. It's just that the offer for the Sancai Sword has not stopped, but the number of people is much less than the initial chaos, and only eight people remain.

"Five thousand three hundred medium-grade spirit stones! Hu is very fond of this set of three-talent swords, and he hopes that all Taoist friends will complete one or two. A middle-aged man with a thin body and a black mole on his face suddenly stood up and said to the surroundings.

"Humph! You like this magic weapon, I don't like it? If you want to buy it, you can use spirit stones to speak, and reduce the useless ones. Five thousand five hundred medium-grade spirit stones! As soon as the man's words fell, a disdainful voice sounded in the crowd, and after spitting up, two hundred spirit stones were added.

"That's it! There is no spirit stone to fill with half a half of garlic, you think this is your home! Five thousand seven hundred medium-grade spirit stones. In the left corner, a gloomy voice rang out coldly, and his tone was full of mockery.

"Five thousand eight hundred medium-grade spirit stones." Hearing the words of the two, the black mole man's face was blue and white, his eyes were full of anger, he gritted his teeth, and he continued to shout.

"Don't buy it if you don't have money, hesitating for so long! Six thousand medium-grade spirit stones. As soon as the black mole man's voice fell, the voice full of disdain in his previous tone sounded again, and the owner of the gloomy voice also laughed coldly.

"Humph! We'll see! This time, the man with the black mole did not continue to bid, but took a deep look at the two people who spoke, and then flicked his sleeves and left angrily, but before leaving, he dropped a cold sentence, which made people understand that this matter is difficult to be good, and I am afraid that it will inevitably be a fight.

"Seven thousand medium-grade spirit stones!" At this time, Chen Shen finally made a bid, and added a thousand spirit stones in one go, planning to take advantage of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to take the magic weapon of the Sancai Sword in one fell swoop.

Now, the only ones who are still competing for the Sancai Sword are the two and Chen Shen who mocked the black mole man before. As for the other monks who had bidd, they had given up as early as when the price reached 5,500 medium-grade spirit stones, and sat in their seats to watch the play in peace. It's not that they don't like this set of magic weapons, but they are shy in their pockets, and there are really no extra spirit stones to compete again. Of course, it is not excluded that some monks are thinking about the dark little Jiujiu in their hearts, and they plan to get something for nothing.

"Seven thousand two hundred medium-grade spirit stones!" Faced with the sudden appearance of Chen Shen's dark horse, the two were also taken aback, but they didn't expect that there was such a competitive opponent hiding in silence. After some hesitation, the disdainful man withdrew from the competition, and the owner of the gloomy voice struggled for a moment before finally bidding again.

"Seven thousand five hundred medium-grade spirit stones." Faced with the gloomy man's bidding, Chen Shen did not hesitate at all, and immediately asked for it again, directly adding three hundred spirit stones.

In the face of Chen Shen's strong attack, in the face of his ambition to win, the gloomy man finally did not bid again this time and gave up the competition, but a cold light flashed in his eyes, but he knew that he had other ideas in his heart, and he was not willing to give up.

Seeing that there was finally no one to bid, Chen Shen's tense heartstrings finally relaxed, and when the patriarch announced that the magic weapon of the Sancai Sword had fallen on him, he finally couldn't help but let out a long breath, and in the eyes of many monks and wolves, he took two steps in three steps, and hurriedly came to the auction table and made a deal with the patriarch.

After receiving the magic weapon and jade slip, Chen Shenwei probed and found that the control method inside was indeed as the patriarch said, it was not complicated, and it only took a very short time to successfully refine and use it. Then, he put away the magic weapon, and immediately turned around and walked out of the hall, this time, there were more people behind him, there were more than a dozen monks.

Out of Yunlan Pavilion, Chen Shen unfolded his body and flew towards the inn. He didn't look behind him, and he knew that there must be a lot of people following him, ready to kill and take treasure when they reached no man's land.

After returning to his residence, Chen Shen took out two pills and fed them to Fat Tiger, and then signaled it to strengthen its vigilance, then took out the purchased Sancai Sword Magic Weapon and Red Fire Glazed Armor, and planned to take advantage of the auction to carry out the sacrifice, and after the sacrifice of a few magic weapons was completed, he also had a little more self-protection ability. As for safety, he is not worried now, after all, the auction is not over yet, and the monks who dare to disobey the rules set by the patriarchs and other high-ranking monks will not look down on this little thing on him, and as for the others, no matter how hot they are at their own wealth, they will not dare to act openly.

About half an hour later, Chen Shen stood up excitedly, and looking at his appearance, he knew that these magic weapons had been refined. Then, he quickly took off his clothes, put on the red fire glass armor close to his body, and as soon as his mind moved, he hid and put it into his body, as if he was not wearing it. However, if a spell attacks him, the armor on his body will automatically appear for protection. After staying in it for half a day, and after getting familiar with the use of the Xia Sancai Sword, Chen Shen took the fat tiger and swaggered out of the door of the inn, and then one person and one tiger, unfolded his body, and flashed into the distance.

When Chen Shen and Fat Tiger appeared outside the inn, the monk who was hiding nearby did not appear, but just glanced at him casually and looked in other directions so as not to attract his attention. Therefore, when the man and the tiger galloped away, all the monks were stunned for a moment, and then they unfolded their movements, followed behind them, and chased them all the way. It was not that everyone reacted too slowly, but that Chen Shen's actions confused them, and no one expected that the person who was swaggering one moment would rush desperately the next moment.

At night, the island is like a sleeping beast, dormant quietly, and at some point it will wake up and devour everything. Under the bright moonlight, Chen Shen and Fat Tiger were fleeing quickly, and looking at their direction, it was the Liuyun Mountain Range that he had only walked out of three days ago.

The way to leave the island, of course, is not only in the direction of the Liuyun Mountain Range, not to mention that the end of the sea is the Cloud Wind Country under the banner of the Bright Moon Empire, and there are also two small transfer formations on the island that leave here. However, these two small teleportation arrays were controlled by the two major forces on the island, the Giant Fish Sect and the Chaoxia Gate, respectively, and were not open to the public, and Chen Shen did not have such a big face, so he could make an exception for the two major forces. As for not galloping in the direction of the sea, it is because his previous flying sword has already exploded, and in the past three days, he has not encountered a suitable flying sword magic weapon, relying on himself, he can't stay in the air for a long time and fly over the sea, after all, it is only a monk in the infancy stage can do it. Moreover, even if the flying sword was still there, Chen Shen did not intend to flee in the direction of the sea, there, there was not even a place to hide, once he was unfortunately caught up by other monks, he only needed to pester him for a moment, and when the other monks arrived, he would only have a dead end. So thinking about it, he still decided to flee to the Liuyun Mountain Range, although there were many dangers inside, and he escaped last time he was also nine deaths, but the lesser of the two harms, at least he had the experience of successfully getting out, and he could avoid some dangers, not a dead end.

"Chatter!" After half a salary, the outline of the Liuyun Mountain Range was already looming, just when Chen Shen was overjoyed in his heart, thinking that he could get rid of the pursuit of other monks, several sounds of breaking the sky sounded, and one after another with a hideous and bloodthirsty sneer entered from afar, resounding in this space, and the chasing soldiers finally arrived.

Hearing this oozing laughter, Chen Shen's face changed, and he couldn't help but look back, only to see that behind him, there were five people controlling the flying sword chasing after him, only a few hundred meters away from him, as he expected, the gloomy man who had competed with him for the magic weapon of the Sancai Sword was also among them. Feeling the momentum on their bodies, Chen Shen's heart suddenly tightened, the aura on each of these five people was not weaker than him, and the aura on one of them was even more profound, I am afraid that he has reached the verge of breaking through the Jindan period.

Seeing this scene, he let out a rapid long roar, signaling the fat tiger to follow him closely, using all his strength, rushing towards the jungle in front of him, only when they entered the jungle before they stopped them, they had a trace of life, otherwise there was really no way to escape.

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