Demon slashing knife, dragon bones appear Chapter 32

Shen Wansan raised the price so much at one time, far exceeding the price of the four-grade set spirit sword, making the auction enter the ** stage in advance.

"I'll give you 18,000 pieces of medium grade!" Long Ao pondered for a moment, and then said in a deep voice.

"Twenty thousand!" Shen Wansan looked at Long Aoyajian with disdain, and quickly quoted a high price, his Shen family was rich and rivaled the country, and the reason why he stayed in the hall was to show off his wealth!

"Twenty-two thousand!"

"Twenty-five thousand!"

The local tyrant doesn't use the spirit crystal as dry food, and directly hits the bar!

Long Ao's face was majestic, the imperial emperor's might could not be humiliated, how could he let a family that only had money but no strength be humiliated? The Shen family was strong, but the Shen family's own strength was very poor, and there had been no decent genius for hundreds of years, and he disdained to respect such a family.

The little beggar shook his head, stopping Long Ao from continuing to bid, it was really unwise to waste a large amount of spirit crystals for the sake of face.

"Forget it, I have received your wishes, this four-grade suit spirit sword is not worth so much, not to mention that I don't need such a thing to change Li Xi's physique. The little beggar said lightly.

"It's okay, my set of spirit swords can be given to Li Xi, I don't need this spirit gathering array. Li Qian obediently took it out and handed the iron sword box on his back to Li Xi.

Li Xi took out the spirit sword, and couldn't put it down, so the little beggar didn't stop it, after all, the immortal demon Fuqin's physique was already terrifying, and he didn't need a four-grade spirit sword suit to change his physique.

Li Xue's eyes flashed with a glint of light, but it quickly disappeared, she has benefited a lot from Li Xi these days, if the little beggar gives her something again, she will be a little unhappy.

"Is there a higher price? If not, this four-grade set spirit sword will belong to the Shen family master. Xiaomeng smiled, very satisfied with the price.

In the end, the ownership of the spirit sword suit was settled, Shen Wansan got it, and hugged the beauty, causing envy and jealousy among some people.

"The second treasure, the four-grade demon slashing knife, is the weapon of the strongest Daoist in my Longteng Continent five hundred years ago, and the dragon Dao man is the powerhouse of the second step of the imperial mirror! This demon slaying knife still has the killing aura of the dragon Dao people, it can kill the enemy on the top, and it can deter the fierce spirits of ten thousand beasts on the bottom! The starting price is 50,000 medium-grade spirit crystals!"

Longdao people, everyone on the Dragon Valley Continent knows that no one knows, it is an existence with great merit, guarding the Demon Valley Continent, killing countless powerful and fierce beasts of the Demon Valley Continent, and inflicting several catastrophes on the crotch of the Dragon Valley Continent, if it weren't for the fierce beasts of the Demon Valley Continent that he fought and couldn't raise their heads, they would have cultivated for hundreds of years, and the Dragon Teng Star might be even more broken.

Longteng Star is divided into two continents, one is called the Demon Valley, the other is called the Dragon Continent, the natural survival of human beings is the Dragon Continent, and the powerful demon beasts are all on the Demon Valley Continent, separated by the Demon Valley Mountain Range, which is the boundary and has been isolated for thousands of years.

"It turned out to be the Demon Slashing Knife of the Dragon Dao people, this weapon is too heavy, it is already comparable to an ordinary five-grade war knife, it is difficult for someone to control it!"

"Yes, after listening to the death of the Dragon Dao people, this knife went through four masters, and finally all of them died, the violent corpse wilderness, as if there was a curse, sold at such a high price, who would buy it?"

Everyone talked about it, and they all felt that the seller of this weapon was too high.

"Dear Auctioneer Madam, please take out the Demon Slashing Knife and let me wait for a look, after all, it is the saber of my Dragon Teng Continent hero, if it is genuine, and no one is willing to sell it, this seat is willing to bid 50,000 yuan for collection!" Shen Wansan said arrogantly.

The demon slaying knife worth 50,000 medium grades, the collection is collected, and it is really worthy of being the head of the Shen family who is rich and rivals the country!

The little beggar's eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but be interested in this knife, his crazy knife was too conspicuous, out of the dragon star, he could recognize it if he met someone with knowledge! If the demon slashing knife is good, it can be considered for use.

"This knife is too heavy, everyone's heart. Xiao Meng's face was gloomy, and he turned sideways to signal the four **** men behind him to carry a dark iron box about two meters long and walked up to the auction table.

The iron box was sealed by the formation around it, and it still exuded a cold and violent atmosphere, which made people chill.

The little beggar squinted his eyes at the tin box, looked at the struggling appearance of several people, and estimated that the weight of this knife should be about the same as that of the heavy mad knife, and maybe even heavier.

"Open the seal!" Xiao Meng hid far away, and her body couldn't withstand the anger of the Demon Slashing Knife at all.

"Get out of the way!"

A powerful King Realm first step powerhouse stepped out of the backstage of the auction house, and shattered the seal outside the iron box with one palm.

Rumble..

Wow..

An eerie and terrifying cold air rushed back, breaking through the auction house dome, approaching the sky, and the violent killing intent swept in all directions, stirring away, and the people in the hall of the earthquake retreated one after another, their faces were pale, and the spirit realm that was a little weaker directly coughed up blood and flew upside down.

Hundreds of beings above the Spirit Realm fell directly to their knees, as if they were facing an ancient fierce demon and were powerless to resist.

That Wang Realm powerhouse was also uncomfortable, his face changed slightly, and he mobilized the true yuan around him to wander around his limbs and hundreds of bones, protect his soul, and took three steps back before he could see if he was standing firm.

The little beggar stared at the tin box, his fingertips tapping on the table to ease the excitement in his heart.

"This knife is not a four-grade spirit knife, even if it is soaked in the blood pool of countless fierce beasts, it is impossible to have such ferocity!

"Everyone, do you want to see the true body of the knife?" Xiao Meng's face turned pale, even if she hid far away, she was a little frightened by this ferocious cold.

"Look!"

A hoarse voice exploded in everyone's ears like thunder, but no one could tell where it came from.

Long Ao glanced at the little beggar, he didn't know how to use a knife, but he could see that the little beggar was very nervous at the moment, as if he was expecting something.

"The five-rank reincarnation swordsmanship can be given to me at will, do you care about this four-rank spirit sword?" Long Ao said to himself, but did not ask.

The rich evil aura was confused, and some people were frightened with dry lips and dull eyes, all of them were frightened by the weapons of the Dragon Dao people, and they didn't find that the power of this knife far exceeded that of other four-grade spirit knives, even if this four-grade demon slashing knife had gone through countless killings, it was impossible to have such momentum.

The powerhouse of Wang Realm lifted the lid of the iron box from one side, and a breath of arrogance and vicissitudes erupted, as if after thousands of years, the dark knife surface exuded a cold light, and the shape of the knife was indeed like a dragon, and the breath was restrained, but it was not hidden when it attracted people's attention.

It's very ordinary, except for the gloomy aura and vicissitudes of life, it is indeed very similar to the four-grade spirit knife, but many people attribute the breath on this knife to the slaughter of demon beasts by the Dragon Dao people in the Demon Valley Mountain Range, and they don't think much about it.

The little beggar stared at the hilt of the knife, about half a meter long, dim, without any half-surprising place, the hilt exuded a faint coercion, restrained and pure, and no strong soul would never feel it.

The handle of the knife is the keel, this knife is an ancient soldier, the demon dragon knife! It may be above the six grades, this knife is well disguised by the outer packaging, so it will be misunderstood that it is a four-grade war knife. The little beggar's heart was beating faster, but his appearance was still calm.

Li Tian gently waved a string, and there was no sound in the room, but the little beggar trembled, and his disordered soul gradually calmed down.

The little beggar looked at Li Tian, stretched out his hand and pulled her to his side, and whispered, "Can you feel the internal structure of that knife handle?"

"I can't wear it through, but I can feel that there is a strong pressure inside the hilt, it should not be an ordinary material, it feels alive, like the bones of some ancient creatures. Li Tian said softly.

The little beggar nodded, and Li Tian confirmed, it seems that his soul is not wrong! This is indeed the Ancient Demon Dragon Knife.

If it is auctioned in the Tenglong Domain, this knife will not be able to buy 50,000 medium-grade or 500,000 high-grade knives, and it may even attract supreme powerhouses to fight and scramble!

"Brother Li is interested in this knife?" Long Ao wanted to give the little beggar a favor, and decided to buy it for 50,000 yuan and give it to him.

"Well, I'll buy it, and if it's not enough, lend me when the time comes, and I'll compensate you with something else!" said the little beggar in a deep voice.

The little beggar is so reasonable, because Xiao Yun is also interested in this knife, although she can't tell what level this knife is, but she knows that this knife is not ordinary!

Just when everyone was cold, another old man walked out from the back of the auction house, sealed the iron box strongly, sealed it here with the formation, and brought it to the rear.

"Start the auction now, 50,000 Chinese products, and each bidding price shall not be less than 1,000 medium products!" Xiao Meng squeezed out a smile and said leisurely.

"I collected it, and I gave out 50,000 pieces of Chinese products to comfort the soul of the Dragon Dao people in the sky. Shen Wansan pretended to be majestic and said in a deep voice.