Chapter Ninety-One: Blood Drop Printing Killing Technique

"I'll give out five and a half million medium-grade spirit stones!" a martial artist shouted at the top of his voice.

In just a few breaths, the price of 'Dragon's Blood' has been auctioned to 5.5 million!

"Five million nine million!"

"Six hundred!"

"Six hundred and fifteen!"

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One medium-grade spirit stone is equal to ten lower-grade spirit stones, and more than six million medium-grade spirit stones are equal to more than sixty million lower-grade spirit stones! The voices echoed around, and it was obvious that many people were very interested in 'dragon blood'!

Prices are still rising!

Seeing this scene, Ye Qingyun was a little stunned, and snickered: "This essence blood has the imprint of my Ten Demon Heart! No matter who buys it, I have the ability to take it back in an instant!"

"Six hundred and fifty medium-grade spirit stones!" Suddenly, he heard a very familiar voice!

Isn't the one who speaks the king defeated?

Wang Wei looked at that drop of dragon blood with a fiery face, and his intuition told him that as long as he absorbed this drop of dragon blood, his strength would definitely skyrocket!

"This guy! Hehe, it's okay, just play with you!" Ye Qingyun laughed and said casually: "I'll give out six hundred and fifty-one medium-grade spirit stones!"

The voice fell, and the people around him immediately focused their eyes on him!

"Huh, isn't this the local tyrant just now? Why did he increase the price of a spirit stone?"

"How can there be a price increase for a spirit stone!

Many people have changed their minds about Ye Qingyun, thinking that the latter is stingy!

In this regard, Ye Qingyun didn't care, anyway, his purpose was not to buy this drop of essence blood!

Wang Wei was a little angry, his face twitched, and finally he roared: "Eight million medium-grade spirit stones!"

This is already all his net worth, and in order to get this drop of dragon blood, he gave it up!

However, that indifferent voice still floated gently like the wind, but it fell in his ears like a thunderclap!

"Eight million and one medium-grade spirit stones!" Ye Qingyun raised his head with a playful expression, he could imagine Wang Defeat's angry expression.

"How can this be reasonable!" In the VIP room, Wang Cheng roared angrily, like a lion's roar.

"What can I do about this!" a little brother next to him said weakly: "Why don't you go and find Jin Da Fat!"

Everyone knows that Jin Da Fat is very rich!

"That's all there is to it!"

After leaving the wing, he quickly came to Jin Da Fat, without any hesitation, and went straight to the point: "Big Fat! Lend me some money!"

"Okay!" Jin Dapang readily agreed, and it could be seen that the relationship between the two of them was very good!

"You can have as much as you want!" Jin Dapang is worthy of being a local tyrant, with an expression that regards money as dung.

"Eight million and one medium-grade spirit stones once!"

"Eight million and one medium-grade spirit stones for the second time!" the auctioneer's face showed excitement, and he was about to take the hammer and hit it!

Ye Qingyun felt a little bad in his heart, he didn't have so many spirit stones in his hands at all, if he really bought it, he couldn't get the money, and he would lose face!

However, at this moment, the voice of the king sounded again!

"I'll give 10 million medium-grade spirit stones!Boy!You have a kind of more!" Under the anger, he couldn't help roaring angrily, and even raised his middle thumb!

"Forget it! Actually, I don't have so much money in my hand at all! It's just thirty silver cards!" Ye Qingyun smiled faintly, stood up, looked up, and said lightly: "You are really a local tyrant! Ten million medium-grade spirit stones! It's enough to buy one-twentieth of Sunset City! Admire! Admire! Hehe!"

As soon as these words came out, Wang Wei's expression changed dramatically, he didn't expect that he had been tricked at all!

"How can this be reasonable!" his face twitched for a long time, and his nose was bubbling with anger!

Jin Dapang looked at him with a strange expression, patted the latter's shoulder in fear, and comforted: "It's okay!

For Jin Dapang, 10 million medium-grade spirit stones are small money, but for Wang Wei, this money can be said to be all the family property!

"It's infuriating! I'm going to kill him!"

Jin Dapang patted the other party's shoulder again, and said lightly: "Don't worry! I have already sent someone to assassinate him! There will be news soon!"

"Hmm, how do you know?" Wang Wei looked at Jin Da Fat with a strange expression, and his expression seemed to be on a thief ship!

"This ...... I forgot to say it!" Jin Dapang said with an embarrassed expression.

"Damn!" Wang was so angry that he wanted to slap him if he hadn't cared about the latter's identity!

Wasted 10 million medium-grade spirit stones in vain!

The people around heard an angry voice from above, and they looked at each other, all curious about the man in white!

Who the hell is he? He is not even afraid of the defeat of the king?

Glancing around, I saw that the man had long since disappeared!

In a VIP room, a shadow whistled away.

"Miss!" Li Yawei looked at this scene blankly, extremely surprised in her heart, what happened to Miss today?

In an empty alley, Ye Qingyun walked a few steps forward, a strange look appeared on his face, he turned around, looked around, and chuckled: "Come out!

From the moment he left the Jin Shengjin Auction, he knew that there were always people sneakily following him behind him!

Shout!

A sharp sword is coming through the wind!

Ye Qingyun's face remained unchanged, his eyes became sharp, and a finger was raised in his right hand!

Sonorous!

The sword was placed between his fingers!

"Assassin, you're a fat blob?"

"Hmm, you kid actually knows!" In front of him, a black-clothed figure slowly emerged, his aura was terrifying, and a ninefold cultivation of the Violent Transformation Realm suddenly burst out, and the surrounding air instantly froze!

Ye Qingyun took a closer look at the latter and found that the latter was still wearing a silver token around his waist!

"You're the one who killed my Fire Spirit Horse last time, right?" his gaze turned cold.

The fire spirit horse was given by his grandfather, but he was killed by the other party!

"What's the matter!" The man in black smiled playfully and mocked: "Cultivation is only five times in the Violent Transformation Realm!

Ye Qingyun chuckled, raised a middle finger, and said lightly: "Very good, let's leave the head! Kill you, I only need a drop of blood!"

As he spoke, he gently bit down his finger!

Suddenly, a drop of blood fell, and then turned into a fierce tiger, roaring continuously in front of it, and the terrifying coercion pressed towards the man in black like a mountain!

This is Ye Qingyun's martial art, the Blood Drop Seal Killing Technique!

When his cultivation reached this point, he would be able to perform some of the martial arts of his previous life!

The Blood Drop Seal Killing Technique is a powerful martial art, and its power is amazing!

The black-clothed man's face was mocking at first, but the next moment his complexion changed drastically, full of horror! He felt the amazing spiritual power coming from the tiger's body!

"It's so strong!"