Chapter Fifty-Three: King Golden-Winged Xiaopeng
A powerful oppressive force swept through.
Those weak monks all changed their faces drastically, and they all looked at Cangyu.
The blonde man was too handsome, his blonde hair was scattered casually over his shoulders, his face was handsome and extraordinary, and his eyes were as cold as an eagle's falcon.
There is a momentum in him!
I am invincible, I am the only one.
If you use the Tao Tianjun, it is, the second day of the day, the eighth of his old man.
"Who is this person, is it from the Long family? Or is it the Ye family, or the Zhao family? ”
Dao Tianjun was surprised, and muttered to himself in his heart.
"He is the same demon clan as me, and he is the descendant of King Peng."
A man in Tsing Yi smiled.
He is the son and son of the king of Qingjiao, the king of Xiaojiao in Tsing Yi.
"Oh, no wonder." Dao Tianjun had a look of great realization when he heard it.
The blonde handsome man is none other than the Golden-winged Xiaopeng King, the proud son of the demon clan who is extremely strong in covering the sky, but it is a pity that he later fell on the road to becoming an emperor, otherwise it is not impossible to become an emperor in the future with his qualifications.
"Hasn't he been beaten by the Eucharist?"
Dao Tianjun looked at the arrogance of the Golden-winged Xiaopeng King, and he looked at the Tsing Yi Xiaojiao King.
Hearing this sentence, including the little Jiaowang in Tsing Yi, everyone present was stunned for a moment.
"Oh, no."
The expressions of the people who didn't understand understood it, and Dao Tianjun immediately understood.
"Brother Peng." The little Jiao King in Tsing Yi didn't care too much about that topic, and stepped forward to greet the Golden-winged Xiaopeng King.
Both are the descendants of the demon giants, so they naturally have an intersection.
And at this time.
Dao Tianjun had already walked into the valley with the Holy Maiden of Yaochi.
The valley was designed as an auction venue for 2,000 people.
"Welcome to the auction, this time with our God of War Temple as the organizer......"
Polite words begin under the words of a middle-aged man.
Dao Tianjun is quite interested.
After all, this is the first time he has participated in an auction, and the auction is often mentioned in the novel.
"Not much to say, the first auction item is a medicine king strain that can help people break through the realm of dragons."
Listen to this sentence.
Dao Tianjun immediately came to his senses, and looked at the stage with burning eyes.
Finally he sighed.
It is said that he is a man from the wasteland, but he is probably the poorest in the field, and poverty is the original sin.
"By the way, I haven't seen the ring of the Dou Emperor before." Dao Tianjun thought suddenly.
Divine consciousness is immersed in the spatial ring.
Wipe!
Dao Tianjun just wanted to say that the poor ghost would die.
What the hell is this, all the valuable things and a single medicine king can't afford it.
And what's in it.
It's all women's clothes, and it's still smelly, and it obviously belongs to the legendary original suit.
I didn't expect that the person who looked to be hanging was so sanctimonious and a costume addict.
After Dao Tianjun glanced at it, he finally locked on an elixir.
This is an elixir whose value is second only to that of the King of Medicine, if Dao Tianjun is not wrong, this thing should have been bribed, and it was this medicine that made the wooden owl challenge himself to test it.
After transferring things, Dao Tianjun didn't want to speak.
"I'll give 500,000 catties."
"I will exchange this elixir with an ancient medicine of the same level, and I am adding 30,000 catties of source."
"Six hundred and thirty-three thousand catties of divine source."
“……”
A rare elixir appeared on the stage, and many people were scrambling for it.
This elixir conference is bigger than ever, the elixir is endless, and several strains of the medicine king have appeared.
Eyes red!
Dao Tianjun's breathing felt like he couldn't breathe smoothly.
If all these things that appear so far are his, then he can break through to the Dragon Transformation Realm!
The words of the Holy Son and the Holy Maiden and the descendants of the Holy Son and the Holy Daughter kept coming from the mouth, and Dao Tianjun was directly speechless.
"Do these people have mines at home, don't they need money?"
I was speechless to the extreme.
Looking at the ring he got before, he didn't even have a hundred thousand catties.
Pauper.
Dao Tianjun scolded the wooden owl in his heart.
However, if Mu Xiao is here, he will be so angry that his face will turn blue, he has 90,000 catties of resources, these are all huge riches in the outside world, in the final analysis, he has no power behind him, otherwise there will be more.
Right here and now.
A small notebook appeared in Dao Tianjun's hand, and he kept recording things.
"Brother Dao, what are you doing here?" The Holy Maiden of Yaochi noticed Dao Tianjun's movements and said curiously.
It's not just that she's curious.
Anyone who pays attention to Dao Tianjun is curious, what is he recording here.
Hearing this, Dao Tianjun didn't raise his head to write something.
The sound spread.
"I'm keeping notes, I'm going to write down who buys everything, and the next time they challenge me, I'll let them put it as collateral."
The words were not disguised, and those present or the people of the valley could hear them clearly.
They looked stunned for a moment, and then some of them turned angry.
Is this looking down on them?
Feeling the angry gaze, Dao Tianjun wrote the last stroke, and he looked over.
"Why don't you accept it, take what you just auctioned off as a bet, I accept the challenge." Dao Tianjun squinted.
However, in the face of Dao Tianjun's challenge.
Some people just don't go over, they have no way to deal with Dao Tianjun's weird supernatural powers.
Without absolute certainty, it will not be shot.
After all, they don't represent individuals, but the faces of the forces behind them.
"It's a pity."
Dao Tianjun sighed, he really felt pity.
The reason why I said this was to stimulate them, and as a result, these descendants of the Holy Son were too sensible.
My elixir!!
His heart hurts, his heart aches.
The Holy Maiden of Yaochi chuckled, if the cold plum blooms in winter, the lily blooms in July.
Suddenly, Dao Tianjun felt a sharp gaze.
Follow the gaze.
It was the Golden-winged Xiaopeng King who was looking at him, his golden pupils were like a sun, making people unable to look at him, for fear of burning his eyes.
There is a lonely aura in his pupils.
"What are you glaring at me, are you going to fight me?" Dao Tianjun pursed his lips, not afraid of this kind of gaze at all.
The crowd all looked at it, and everyone had different faces.
The strength of the Golden-winged Xiaopeng King is well-known in the Eastern Wilderness, and it is precisely because of this strength that he is today.
"I originally came here for Ji Haoyue, but I didn't expect to hear about the birth of the wasteland." King Golden-Winged Xiaopeng spoke.
A magnetic voice, flat and proud.
His voice fell.
Everyone's faces changed, and they all looked at Ji Haoyue who was sitting in the seat, the man who was like a bright moon.
"I'd love to fight you and learn about the power of the Wastelands."
Golden-winged Xiaopeng was blunt.
Although he said this, his words were extremely calm, with strong self-confidence and unparalleled spirit.
Tsing Yi Xiaojiao Wang Ji Zhen, "Brother Peng, he ......"
He secretly transmitted the voice and told him about Dao Tianjun, especially the weird supernatural powers.
After hearing this, a different color flashed in Golden-winged Xiaopeng's eyes.
Although there is a different color.
But his face was still so calm, as still as water.
Many people have seen the transmission of the little Jiaowang in Tsing Yi, but surprisingly, he has no intention of avoiding the war.
"The rumors are true, the golden-winged Xiaopeng King is the proud son of the Eastern Wilderness Demon Clan, and he has reached the realm of turning into a dragon, which is amazing."
That's when it happened.
Xia Yiming, the prince of Great Xia, said with a smile.
Its sound is out.
Everyone was shocked.
No wonder the Golden-Winged Xiaopeng King dared to fight with Dao Tianjun, the gap in the realm was useless.
This can be seen from the peak of the Four Extremes Realm of the Wood Owl, his own cultivation is high, and the power of the True Word Spell will be weakened......
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