Chapter 2078: The Name of Heavenly Punishment

A strange expression appeared on the auctioneer's face, and the heavens punished him...... It's a strange name, because he didn't show his heart because of his good training.

"Okay, Mr. Heavenly Punishment, do you want cash or are you going to watch the auction. ”

The table is almost full of resentment crystals, and these business alliances plan to auction one by one, and if it is an auction, they will definitely make more money.

"Turn it into a Xuanling Pill for me. ”

After speaking, Long Yan put the red dripping resentment crystal from the green dragon ring in the auctioneer's hand.

"This piece, give me an auction. ”

The auctioneer had never seen such a heavy resentment crystallization, and finally couldn't hold back his face and revealed

The ecstatic expression, just this piece of crystal, can be used as an auction at the bottom of the box.

Long Yan thought to himself that if he knew that he still had an elixir of the other side flower in his hand, he didn't know what his expression would be.

"Yes sir, we will arrange a VIP room for you. ”

The auction hall here is different from the town, it looks much more formal, and of course there are VIP rooms.

Long Yan just nodded, followed a waiter, and went to the VIP room.

The auction process was very boring, although this auction was already very grand, Long Yan didn't see anything good, so now he planned to take that pill.

The walls of the VIP room were very strong, which could hinder the flow of true qi, and Long Yan did it cross-legged after taking the pill.

The flower is a psychotropic drug, and if taken alone, it will stimulate people's nerves, and under the powerful stimulation, the monk may go crazy or fall into demons.

But if it is an elixir, other materials will complement each other with the other side of the flower, and will exercise people's spiritual ability, which is the reason why the other side flower is priceless, there are many exercises with spiritual attack, but there are very few drugs that can enhance people's mental power.

There are many powerhouses who rely on the Dao Heart that they have cultivated all the way up to defend against spiritual attacks.

The current Long Yan emitted this strong spiritual fluctuation around him, the white tiger in the sea of consciousness was roaring, the golden light on his body became condensed, the white tiger that was still slightly rough became surprised, and the roaring sound could faintly stimulate the soul of the person.

"Whew. ”

Long Yan exhaled deeply, the bonus brought by the flower on the other side was really not small, and even his soul was almost burst, even so, there were still a lot of medicinal properties precipitated in the body.

Now a golden film has appeared around Long Yan's soul, and the toughness of the soul has become stronger and stronger, and even under Long Yan's control, the soul can still come out and walk for a while.

"Gentlemen, now let's auction off the bottom of the box this time. ”

The white-bearded auctioneer was a passionate speaker, and the auction hammer was almost broken by him in his hand, there was no way, it was rare to see the auction item for many years.

"Pull back the red cloth. ”

Under the command of the auctioneer, the two maids slowly opened the white cloth on the glass box, and Long Yan's piece of resentment crystallized in the middle.

"Oh?"

"It's so pure. ”

There are some ghost cultivators in the people below, and when they saw the resentment crystals in the glass cabinet, they all showed greedy eyes, and they secretly thought about how to take down this crystal.

"This is Mr. Divine Punishment's auction item. A piece of resentment crystals of unusually high purity, with a starting price of five hundred Xuanling Pills. ”

This auction price scared Long Yan, and the price of five hundred couldn't help but make him staggered. Originally, he thought that it would be considered a high price if he could sell for about 200, but the auction price turned out to be so high.

"Seven hundred. ”

"Nine hundred. ”

The enthusiasm of the people below was completely stimulated by this crystallization of resentment, and the numbers made Long Yan's eyelids jump, you must know that when Tianwei almost killed Long Yan, he only lost fifty Xuanling Pills, but everyone here actually threw out such a high price.

Of course, this is what Long Yan didn't know, he hadn't encountered a few ghost cultivators, this resentment crystallization was the treasure of ghost cultivation, otherwise the Evil Spirit Sect would not have taken the risk of going to the gods and demons battlefield to squeeze the mercenaries.

"I'll give a thousand. ”

A man with a Chinese face spoke, but his voice was extremely cold, and the fluctuations around him showed that he was a ghost cultivator.

Long Yan looked at this man curiously, this person had a decent appearance and turned out to be a ghost cultivator.

"Our Mr. Fang Zheng bid a thousand Xuanling Pills, does anyone bid higher?"

Fangzheng's bid made a lot of ghost cultivators retreat, one thousand Xuanling Pill is not a small amount, looking at the appearance of the surrounding ghost cultivators, maybe they won't be able to cultivate if they buy it.

"I'm out of one thousand two. ”

Another shrill voice came, and Long Yan couldn't help but laugh when he looked at the past, this was still an old acquaintance.

The man who shouted out one thousand and two was the Holy King who came out of the Seven Star Hall to test, and now where is he still a little domineering, with white skin, and his speech is extremely sharp, and even his right hand has an orchid finger.

Long Yan was a little curious, what this Saint King had gone through, how did he become so motherly.

Fang Zheng's face was a little unhappy, this Saint King was not a ghost cultivator, and he had to participate in the auction between ghost cultivators. But looking at the crystallization of resentment on the stage, Fangzheng's eyes had a hint of longing.

He has been a fourth-order god king for a hundred years, as long as he has this piece of resentment crystal, his lifespan can be increased by at least another two hundred years, and he can also impact a higher realm.

"One thousand four. ”

Fang Zheng had already gritted his teeth as he spoke, this was almost his savings for so many years of immortal journey, but the voice of the Holy King still came.

"One thousand sixteen. ”

The Holy King looked bored, and the hand that raised the orchid finger just now kept dusting off his clothes.

"Your Excellency is not a ghost cultivator, why do you want to bid for this piece of resentment crystallization. ”

Fang Zheng thought about it for a while, and still asked, after all, this piece of resentment crystallization was very important to him, and the tone of his speech was also polite.

"It's nothing, it's just that it looks good, and I want to make a necklace. ”

The next sentence of the Holy King made many ghost cultivators below angry, what is the matter with this sissy, and he also uses the crystal of resentment as a necklace, isn't he afraid of turning into a zombie?

Fang Zheng didn't know what to say for a while, so he had to do it again, this thousand six had exceeded his imagination, and it was not a price he could compete with.

In the end, it was the Holy King who auctioned this resentment crystal at a price of 1,006, as if showing off, and the Holy King also took the resentment crystal and turned around in front of Fang Zheng before retracting his storage ring.

"You ......"

Fang Zheng's face was flushed with the Saint King's anger, but the Saint King only giggled.

This kind of sound coming out of a big man's mouth really makes people feel numb on the scalp.

Long Yan watched all this in the box, how strange was he to look at the Saint King, the current Saint King and the previous Saint King were like two people, originally the Saint King was a decent cultivator, but now he actually had a ghost aura all over his body.

Long Yan hurriedly took back the money he got from the auction, which is really a lot, and the Shang Alliance directly gave Long Yan two thousand Xuanling Pills.

Looking at the Saint King in front of him, Long Yan quietly followed.

(End of chapter)