In order to maintain the normal holding of the auction, Shennong Ding had been carried up before the young dragon had not been carried away.

The Great Mercenary City Auction is a high-yield venue, and holding an auction here requires a huge amount of money, so under normal circumstances, the host would like to end the auction early to avoid unnecessary surprises. But this auction is destined to be restless!

The jewels were magnificent, and the gorgeous light poured over the entire hall, and a black shadow suddenly flashed on the second floor, and four people followed behind him.

The relatively short black shadow stood on the auction table with lightning speed, and in the face of the sudden situation, the hostess hurriedly greeted the guards.

"I advise you not to move!"

Qian Ling's eyes frightened the soldier holding the weapon, and Xing Zeyuan said loudly:

"Don't panic, we are the Red Shield Mercenary Group, and we are here today to make an announcement!"

The hostess couldn't figure out the situation, and the president hurriedly ran down, if the fight in Room 1 would be over, the jade wall was extremely precious, and she couldn't help the destruction of the war division.

Countless spectators who stood up stopped, and the little dwarf in their eyes walked towards the young dragon and lifted it up with ease. The Shennong Ding was placed on the platform, and the people who carried it before were worried that it would sink into the platform.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the person who auctioned the inscriptions is not their owner, you have all been deceived!"

"What?"

The audience didn't know what the situation was, Pan Ya and Reti ran out of the backstage in panic, their faces panicked, and the five Xing Zeyuan, who were surrounded by soldiers, stared at them across the crowd. Pan Asia felt that something was wrong, and Xing Zeyuan, who caused his scalp to tingle, said:

"The Flame God mercenary group that auctioned off the inscriptions is not their owner, we are!"

"Xing Zeyuan—"

Pan Asia gritted his teeth and was about to make a move, but was stopped by the fat-headed and big-eared president.

"All down!"

The fat-headed, big-eared president knew that even three times as many of these soldiers would not be able to deal with these two groups. They're a superstar mercenary group, and although Red Shield hasn't really gained a reputation yet, it's only a matter of time!

The soldiers rushed down, the audience got up to watch the excitement, and the auction became a play?

"Xing Zeyuan, you guys are really fast!"

"Catch the thief quickly!"

After Xing Zeyuan said, Luo Tian dragged Shennong Ding. The four big men who carried Shennong Ding before were suddenly dumbfounded, they were all strong men of the two star gods, and they could barely lift it in the face of Shennong Ding, but this little man in front of him, since he pulled it with the strength of one person, how much power did this small body contain?

Shennong Ding left a crack in the ground, and the sound of the expensive floor breaking was terrifying.

"You ......"

Watching the floor being pulled out of a crack, his chin tightened with anger.

"You may not believe it, but the inscriptions will choose the owner, and they will recognize the master! If you are their master, please come and raise the crown!"

The young dragon smashed the gold in the Shennong Ding, and Luo Tian's eyes were blazing. Pan Ya frowned, he had seen the weight of Shennong Ding, and he really couldn't lift it with his own strength.

"Does it mean that whoever can lift it means whose inscription is? There are so many strong men in the world, you have great strength? Do you mean that no one present can compare to you?"

The thousands of spectators present will inevitably have professional mercenaries, they were unhappy when they heard this, and many people were eager to try, but Luo Tianxia said again:

"Shennong Ding can be big or small, the same as the young dragon pounding gold. Do you want to try it?"

As he spoke, Luo Tian first picked up the young dragon and pounded it, and then urged the inscription on it, and the inscription on the four belts lit up, and Luo Tian said with a cold face:

"Small!"

The young dragon with a length of more than one meter smashed it like hot oil touching fire under Luo Tiansheng, and suddenly had an obvious reaction. Hanging it on a chain around his neck, Luo Tian stared at Pan Asia.

"Wow-"

Everyone present was surprised, was the process just now an inscription device to recognize the owner? Since there is such a miraculous thing in the world, and since the weapon can be big or small?

Luo Tian walked around Shennongding and said the lines that Duan Qin had roughly prepared for him. In the words of the former, as long as you say something about Shennong Ding that no one knows, you can make everyone believe that the owner of Shennong Ding is him, not Pan Asia!

The breath held in his chest was finally released, and he Luo Tian! Today is to make Pan Asia make a fool of himself!

"Shennong Ding is produced in the capital of the Ten Days, which is an ancient city-state, which has now disappeared from the world, and the young dragon is pounded with gold to match the seven-belt inscription. It weighs 1,800 catties, is 39 centimeters high, has a mouth length of 29.3 centimeters, and is 24.1 centimeters wide......"

Keeping the data in mind in mind, Luo Tian opened his mouth to come, Pan Asia clenched his fists, and shouted in front of everyone:

"Don't say it, I'm going to tear you into pieces!"

Luo Tian took a deep breath and raised his voice by a degree, and his voice lingered throughout the auction. His voice wasn't pretty, but it burned Pan Asia's face like a red-hot tong.

"Shennong's ears are standing, the columnar feet, and the four sides of the belly are mainly decorated with the World Tree, as long as the World Tree on the spell is urged, it will release a magnificent light!"

Luo Tian walked around Shennong Ding twice, then squatted down and touched his body with his palm.

"Buzz!"

Three of the seven belt inscriptions urged, and the World Tree on Shennong Ding flashed a magnificent light that could accommodate the world. Subsequently, the inscription in the belt urged again, and the Shennong Ding, which was originally only 39 centimeters high, immediately became one meter and five meters high.

Pan Ya's pupils condensed, the Shennong Ding was so big at the beginning, who knew that it would become smaller later, and Luo Tian's move was undoubtedly the best proof.

"As I said before, Shennong Ding has seven belt inscriptions, and only by urging the fourth belt can it become the maximum. ”

"Enough!"

The flames on Pan Asia's body were gushing, and the president was frightened, and said while wiping his sweat with his handkerchief with his orchid fingers:

"Pan Asia, if you urge the Star God to hurt the audience here or damage the property here, the headquarters of the Mercenary House will not let you go!"

The flames of Pan Asia had to be taken back, Luo Tian hung Shennong Ding around his neck, looked at Pan Asia and said:

"My stuff, I'll get it back!"

Pan Ya gritted his teeth, in the eyes of everyone, he was like a thief, and Luo Tian, standing on the auction table, was like the mythical male god of justice. Luo Tian and Pan Ya did not back down from each other's gazes, even if he was short in stature, even if others always looked at him with funny eyes, he couldn't show weakness at this time.

The scene was suddenly a little embarrassing, and everyone didn't know what to say. If the stalemate continues, something will definitely happen, so Duan Qin took the lead in saying:

"Grown?"

"Today's accident is beyond my expectations, this auction is also over, in order to compensate for everyone's losses, now with the tickets in hand can be exchanged for double the price of compensation. ”

As soon as the president said this, the maids all opened the doors on the first and second floors, and the audience saw that there was no drama to watch, and they left one after another.

"I didn't expect to encounter such a good thing today!"

"That's it, you can make money after watching the excitement!"

"Let's go, take the money!"

"Don't look at it, people open the door to let you go! ”

"The Flame God Mercenary Group or the second-generation Mercenary Group?

"Okay, stop scolding! this kind of person is the scum of the mercenary world!"

In the midst of the uproar, the people on the first and second floors quickly left, and only the chairman and the two mercenary groups were left in the huge room one. The hostess dragged her long skirt and walked behind the red curtain, now she shouldn't be on the stage, after so many years here, she knows what she should take care of and when to avoid it.

Because of the special nature of this matter, the chairman also held back the fire in his belly, this is a matter of reputation, the reputation of the auction is much more valuable than money. And Pan Asia wanted to do it just now, which hurt his face, so he said angrily:

"Brother of the Imperial Family, you should know the rules of the auction, please go to the finance office later to pay the liquidated damages and the fees used in this compensation!"

Since what Duan Qin said was true, the president naturally couldn't let her pay the money to compensate the audience!

Pan Asia thought that it would be fine if he sold them quickly, and the auction house had an obligation of absolute secrecy for the buyer, but he didn't expect the Red Shield Mercenary Group to come so soon. He tried his best, but his illusions were shattered by reality!

With his head down, Pan Ya really wanted to go back to the past, if he had that ability, he would rather sacrifice the three of Flora than kill the red shield. If that were the case, Xing Zeyuan and the others would not have been saved by the Demon God Mercenary Group, and they would not have stood in front of them at this time. But all fantasies are just escapes, Pan Asia urged the star god, turned around and threw a punch!

"Flame Gun!"

Pan Asia is unwilling, plus the money for renting room No. 1 before, he has to pay millions?

The flames are burning, rendering Room 1 like a furnace, and the pan-Asian blood is on the head, and the jar is broken!

"Pan Asia!"

The guild roared, glancing at the three people in the cubicle on the second floor, who were watching the farce here, as if waiting for the end.

"The guest who photographed the young dragon before?"

The president was a little impressed, because the silver chain mail they wore was so conspicuous!

As Poor Ling urged the Qi of Chaos to devour these flames, the President said to the three of them:

"Three guests, I'm really embarrassed to ...... this auction"

Duan Qin's head was slightly raised, she always felt that the three men were a little familiar, but the light of the chandelier confused her vision.

"It's okay!"

Three men jumped from the second floor, led by a man smoking a cigarette, his hair was short and as black as a stubble. The man walked under the chandelier, and his face made Duan Qin smile. Poor Ling's body flashed out and kicked Pan Ya to the ground, and when Pan Ya was about to make a move, Reti was held by the man with one hand.

A large hand grabbed Reti's arm and threw it inward, dispowering it. The earthy yellow star in his chest flickered, and the entire chamber began to tremble.

"Now the situation is against you, young man!"

The star in the man's chest lit up, and Reti struggled a few times, then fell to his knees and stopped moving.

"We'll pay the money!"

As she spoke, Pan Asia's eyes reddened and she was mad like a beast. Unwillingly, they followed behind the president and reluctantly exited Room 1.

Duan Qin stepped forward, saluted the man in chain mail, and said respectfully:

"Duan Qin greets General Yan Shuang!"

(Full Monday, oh my!)