Soon, this first auction item was finally sold to a female immortal cultivator with fiery red hair for three hundred and eighty yuan liquid.

The second auction item is a set of magic robes, that is, a magic weapon with a protective effect, although it is only a high-level product, but there are more competitors than before.

This kind of magic weapon that does not need to be urged by Yuan Li and automatically protects the effect is even more precious, and it is sold for a price of five hundred taels of liquid.

The third, the fourth, the fifth...

Auction items of precious or magic weapons, elixirs, or materials were sold.

Among them, the most precious is a bottle of 'Living Thunder Purple Yun Pill', a full nine pills, each of which can save penance, so that a congenital congenital consummation who has realized the unity of heaven and man can enter the Purple Mansion, and at the same time, it can also restore those Purple Mansion monks who have been injured by the Purple Mansion due to their long-term use of forbidden techniques.

A monk shrouded in a black cloak bought the treasure for 1,400 taels of liquid, but the price was already worth it. The main reason is that the other monks are too shy to compete with him.

However, Li Ming also noticed that the young master of the Saito clan had not made a move, but instead looked at those immortal cultivators who had made an offer with a greedy gaze.

In just an hour and a half, the eighteenth lot was auctioned.

This is a pair of sledgehammer magic weapons, the best of the human level, and the power is comparable to the magic weapon of the ground level.

However, this magic weapon, no Purple Mansion monk went to ask for it.

First of all, there are still relatively few Purple Mansion monks who are good at using hammers, only those powerful Purple Mansion old demons, or strong people who have cultivated gods and demons to the Purple Mansion level, like this kind of heavy weapon.

Normal immortal cultivators prefer magic weapons such as flying swords and flying knives.

After all, the sword flies, how beautiful it is to kill the enemy, and a hammer...

Even if it's a heavy attack and killing magic weapon, isn't it easy for him to use the big seal magic weapon?

This penultimate magic weapon was unsold, which made the white-haired old man's face much more ugly, but it did not affect his movements.

"The last lot, and the most precious treasure of this auction, is..."

"Ahem~" The young master of the Saito clan coughed twice vigorously, interrupting the white-haired old man's words.

"Young Master Saito, what do you command~" The white-haired old man bent down very respectfully.

"I'll announce the last auction item!" Young Master Saito had a hideous smile on his face.

This smile was so hideous, Li Ming, and even several immortal cultivators around him, instinctively felt that something was wrong.

There are a few immortal cultivators who even directly sacrificed their magic weapons, hovering beside them.

"The last auction item is your life!!"

"Boom Boom Boom~"

A powerful force erupted, and thirty-six magic pillars were erected within a radius of ten miles, and the secret patterns on the pillars revealed a trace of blood red, and the fluctuations of the yuan force were entangled with each other, directly suppressing the space within a radius of ten miles.

At the same time, a binding force equivalent to the early stage of the Purple Mansion acted on the bodies of Li Ming and other monks.

"You're looking for death!"

"Death!"

In the face of the sudden suppression, two Purple Mansion monks who were close to the young master of the Saito clan suddenly erupted.

A human-level, cold-spirited magic weapon flying sword, a flame streamer spell bombarded the young master of the Saito clan one after another.

However, under the suppression of the formation, the power of these two attacks was suppressed to the level of barely the initial stage of the Purple Mansion, and the white-haired old man waved his hand, and a whisk of dust divided a hundred silk threads to resist these two attacks.

The dust turned again, directly penetrating the heads of the two Purple Mansion monks who attacked, and then the two Purple Mansion monks exploded directly, and the blood was wanton.

"Old man Bai, I don't need you to help me." Young Master Saito just glanced coldly at the white-haired old man, took a few steps forward, and at the same time wiped on the storage ring, and three figures appeared in front of him.

No, not a 'figure'.

It was a three-headed humanoid being, covered in green hair, with sharp claws and a single green powder mist churning.

"Zombies!"

"Green Zombie!"

Several different voices rang out.

"It's kind of interesting~" Li Ming stood at the very edge of the stage, and there was yuan power circulating at his fingertips.

The young master of the Saito clan didn't seem to see the angry gaze of the monks in the audience, as if showing off, he said: "I, the three congenitally perfect zombies, have been cultivating them for thirty years, and I have worked hard to cultivate these three zombies for three hours every day, but unfortunately I have not stepped into the Purple Mansion level after all. ”

"Later, I learned that if you use the innate blood to cultivate these zombies to the innate extreme, if you want to have the realm of the Purple Mansion, you must devour the blood of the Purple Mansion monks."

Young Master Saito's gaze turned to everyone in the audience.

"Today, a total of twenty-three people have been invited to auction. Oh, now there are only twenty-one real people in the Purple Mansion. ”

"I, the three zombies, each devouring the essence blood of the six Purple Mansion monks, can have the ability to step into the Purple Mansion."

"In other words, everyone in the audience can survive three of them." The young master of the Saito clan looked at the Purple Mansion monks below with a gaze that seemed to be looking at livestock, and those innate masters had long been oppressed by the formation and lay on the ground.

"The last thing to bid for is your life, as long as you can afford the treasure, the top three don't have to feed my zombies."

"Fellow Daoists, let's bid." The young master of the Saito clan smiled, but that trace of indifference made the Purple Mansion monks feel cold in their hearts, but they wanted to laugh a little.

Is this young master of the Saito clan taking them for fools?

No one bids, and everyone knows that even if the so-called bidding reaches the top three, it will inevitably die.

Can such a ruthless and indifferent person believe what he says? They can achieve the Purple Mansion, and they have more or less experienced hardships, and they are not so easy to be deceived when they are idle.

Maybe you can really live, but it's better to live than to die.

Revolt?

Under the suppression of the formation, these Purple Mansion cultivators didn't have much power to resist at all.

The monks of the Purple Mansion are perfect, and the mana power that erupts is also the threshold of the Purple Mansion, and those monks in the early stage of the Purple Mansion may not be able to kill the innate when they control the magic weapon.

But if you don't fight to die, you will die if you die.

After three breaths of silence, the smile of the young master of the Saito clan was a little unbearable--- in his mind, shouldn't these stupid natives of the small world of Lei Yuan die in front of him and put on a good show.

The white-haired old man stood beside the young master of the Saito clan intentionally or unintentionally, and the magic weapon in his hand floated in the dust.

"Dripping" a few drops of rain seemed to fall low in the sky.

In an instant, twenty Purple Mansion monks made a move.

Although their mana was suppressed very badly, they could still manipulate the magic weapon.

Moreover, the Purple Mansion Monk is a real immortal cultivator, and many of his methods are not limited to manipulating magic weapons or casting spells.

Several poisonous insects with honey-like wings flapped and flew towards the young master of the Saito clan.

A crossbow that looks like an ordinary crossbow, but is made of magic-grade materials, and shoots an arrow smeared with poison.

A cloud of black smoke, mixed with a scorching breath, crept from the ground.

"That's it!" The white-haired old man snorted coldly, flicked the magic weapon of the dust, separated the arrows, killed the poisonous insects, and at the same time bombarded the ground with a spell.

"Eat them for me!" The young master of the Saito clan turned pale, but he didn't expect these natives in this Jedi to dare to fight back, and immediately ordered, and the three-headed zombie pounced violently.

The white-haired old man wanted to persuade not to send out all the three-headed zombies in one go, but he opened his mouth and didn't say anything, but just took a few steps closer to the young master of the Saito clan for personal protection.