"Eight hundred million." Naturally, the people of Laoshan are raising the price, and the two factions are-for-tat, not giving an inch, and constantly raising the price.

Even the two factions of Maoshan and Laoshan, with big families and big businesses, can't take out so much liquidity, and they dare to shout such a high price because they have a lot of good things in their hands, and they can use the treasures in the sect to offset the auction money.

The battle between the two parties for the ghost coffin has entered the white heat, but I am suddenly a little uneasy, my heart is beating fast, whenever I feel this way, something is going to happen, something big is going to happen.

My instincts have always been accurate.

At this time, I saw an old man on the loose table, who was studying the cane in his hand with a puzzled face, looking over and over again.

My face changed, and without saying anything, I pressed Ye Yuling's head, pressed her to the ground, and shouted: "Lie down!" ”

Before he finished speaking, a person suddenly rushed out of the No. 1 box, he stood in front of the old man, his hand pressed on the crutch, and my powerful aura wrapped it so that it could not explode.

Coming out of box No. 1 was an old man with gray hair, his forehead was covered with beads of sweat the size of beans, falling down one by one, and it seemed that he was struggling hard.

In the end, he couldn't stand it anymore, he shouted, threw the crutch into the corner where there were few people, and with a bang, the crutch completely exploded, which was not small, and shook all the cultivators closest to it out, and the others had already prepared, and they all lay down, and the explosion roared over their heads, making everyone break out in a cold sweat.

Fortunately, all the people present were cultivators, and their bodies were strong, if they were ordinary people, such a big explosion would kill at least a few people.

After a brief silence, someone suddenly shouted, "Run!" The monks who were sitting on the loose seats seemed to have all come to their senses in unison, and then ran out screaming.

Even if they are cultivators, as long as they don't break through the five grades, they are all mortals in the flesh, and one bomb is enough to wipe them out.

The scene was chaotic all of a sudden, I was shocked, and whispered to Ye Yuling: "Someone wants to fish in troubled waters." ”

The master of ceremonies quietly called two strong men to take away the bronze ghost coffin, and suddenly in the panicked crowd, several people suddenly jumped out, holding katanas in their hands, and galloped towards the auction table.

Ye Yuling's face sank, he pulled out a steel knife more than a foot long from his black boots, rushed out of the box first, and shouted: "They are Japanese!" Everyone protect the bronze ghost coffin! ”

Although there are many internal struggles among the cultivators in China, they are surprisingly united in the face of the cultivators abroad.

A young man immediately rushed out of the No. 2 box, the man was very tall, with a long figure, his face could be said to be handsome, and he had a heavy bookish atmosphere, but he was very skilled, presumably it was Zhang Hongtai, who was as famous as Zhou Yuhao in the legend.

The old man who had stopped the explosion before retreated to the side and sat down to rest with the support of the two Dao boys, he was already a five-rank cultivator, but preventing the bomb from exploding still consumed his great strength, and his face was extremely pale.

"Hongtai Kid!" The old man said in a loud voice, "Give me a hard beating of this group of little Japan, Ge Laozi, almost killed me for half my life!" ”

Zhang Hongtai punched a Japanese killer in the face, pulled out a Longquan sword from his back, glanced back at the old man, and said with a smile: "Qingyun Dao Chief, please rest assured, since they dare to come today, I will let them go and have no return." ”

With that, he didn't move, but his wrist flipped and the blade of the sword passed under his armpit, stabbing a Japanese killer in the chest who attacked him from behind.

This action is very handsome, and if there is a large group of ignorant girls here, it will definitely scream like a nymphomaniac.

The Japanese killer's body shook and fell to the ground, suddenly turning into a paper figure with a hole in his chest.

Shikijin, in Japan, refers to the spirit body that is served by the Onmyoji, the "Shiki", and the servant. Shikigami can be understood as "serving the gods", that is, gods or spirits who serve their masters.

Onmyoji called this kind of low-level spirits and gods and monsters that mortals could not see as "Shikigami".

Ordinary Shikigami are made of paper cutouts and are controlled by charms, and when they are needed, they are summoned with charms.

Legend has it that the Onmyoji can use the soul of a person to make a god, which is similar to raising a ghost in China, and there are also living creatures as a god, but this is mostly a Gu thing, that is, it is used for curses.

Suddenly, there was a crackling sound in the main hall, and smoke bombs commonly used by ninjas exploded, and for a while the smoke was filled, and out of nowhere, hundreds of Japanese suddenly appeared, brandishing katanas, and began to attack the monks in the temple.

The scene became even more chaotic.

Most of these Japanese people are Shikijin, but there are also living people hidden in them, and when I look closely with the eyes of yin and yang, I can see that there is a black gas on the heads of those Shikijin, and there is a thick bloody gas on the bodies of the living.

This shows that they don't know how many people's blood is stained on them.

Among those they have slain are certainly our compatriots.

I had been standing at the door of Box No. 7, when a Japanese killer saw me, slashed at my face, and I saw at a glance that he was a living man, his eyes were cold, his body turned quickly, he dodged the knife, and then slammed his hand, took off the hairpin on his head and stabbed him in the neck.

The sharp weapon entered the body, and there was a blurred sound of flesh and blood, and I was very ruthless this time, just stabbing his major artery, and then pulled it out hard, and the blood spurted out violently, and the Japanese devil looked at me in disbelief, covered the wound on his neck, and fell down.

I looked up and saw that many cultivators were mingling with these Japanese devils, and I couldn't help but shout: "Quickly protect the bronze ghost coffin, their purpose is the ghost coffin, and they must not be allowed to get it!" ”

Ye Yuling walked while killing, and soon stepped on the auction table, came to the bronze ghost coffin, didn't even look at the ghost coffin, and took the lead in front of the ghost coffin.

She held a short sword in both hands, and the one in her left hand was relatively small, but the aura was very abundant, and she wielded her twin swords, and if someone approached, she would directly kill on the spot.

I pulled out my peachwood sword, saw that it was Shikigami in front of me, and slashed at his neck with a sword.

My peachwood sword, for a living person, is a fake sword, and it doesn't even lose a piece of skin when it is cut on the body, but it is just right to deal with the god.

I also killed as I walked, chased to Ye Yuling's side, and stood side by side with her, holding the peachwood sword in my hand, looking around vigilantly.

That manipulative god's Onmyoji should be nearby, and he could appear at any moment and take the bronze ghost coffin.

The security guard of the Liu family reacted quickly, and rushed in with a gun in less than half a minute, Ye Yuling whispered: "Don't relax, now is an important time to seize the ghost coffin, he will come." ”

The master of ceremonies was also next to the bronze ghost coffin, holding a pistol in his hand, and sighed and said: "If we knew it was a bronze ghost coffin, we wouldn't have taken it out, such a thing is a treasure and a scourge, and sooner or later it will lead to death." ”

Ye Yuling and I turned our backs to him, listening to him complain, but no one noticed that he actually quietly touched his chin, and then grabbed and tore it hard, the master of ceremonies actually turned into a Japanese man, he raised his gun, showed a treacherous laughter, and shot at each of us.

Who knew that the two of us had already suspected him, and as soon as I felt that something was wrong, I quickly dodged sideways, and the bullet grazed the tip of my pen, which made me afraid for a while.

Ye Yuling rushed forward with an arrow step, and suddenly there was an extra red thread in his hand, which was thrown at the head of the person in front of him, entangled his brain, and he immediately stopped moving.

Is that...... Soul line?

The soul thread is a thing that specifically imprisons people's souls, and the production process is very complicated, requiring more than 30 kinds of medicinal materials, refining for seven days and seven nights before it can be used.

The soul line is used to deal with ghosts, but I didn't expect Ye Yuling to use it directly against the living.

She kicked the opponent in the body, knocking him to the ground, and then rushed up and beat him until he was covered in blood.

I silently thought in my heart, what a violent woman.

At this time, the Shikikin in the main hall were all destroyed by the cultivators, and several living Japanese devils were also killed.

But I was very uneasy, and I always felt that things were not so simple.

Suddenly, I felt the wind sweeping by my side, my heart was shocked, I quickly turned around, and the golden armor general in my hand flew out and pounced on the man.