There was nothing to say all night, and when Zhuo Yifan got up, it was already three poles outside. He felt that this sleep had made up for all the energy he had lost since he entered the Gate of Blood Prison to the present, and he slept very soundly. I have to say that the security work of the ancient city auction house is still in place, although at night, there are still a few guys who are not long-eyed who want to test him, but in this auction house where there are many masters, it is quite difficult to filter out nearly ninety percent of the interference.

And he can clearly feel his unusual status, because among the ten supreme local tyrant private rooms, only his No. 8 private room auction house specially sent someone to guard the door, and the most important thing is that this guard is not an ordinary person, but two venerable powerhouses.

This kind of treatment is by no means available to ordinary people. Obviously, Zhuo Yifan has made several big moves in succession, and the ancient city auction house has increased his attention to him by several grades, from a VIP to a local tyrant, and from a local tyrant to a god!

And this No. 8 private room has also become the biggest highlight and scenery of the ancient city auction house, it is not only an ordinary local tyrant VIP room, but a Shenhao VIP room!

Some businesses even plan to take this opportunity to launch the "Shenhao business", as long as the consumption reaches a certain level, you can enjoy all kinds of Shenhao treatment, including the honorable powerhouse standing guard and guarding.

But Zhuo Yifan didn't care about this, after a little washing, Zhuo Yifan changed into a monk again and went out to eat something. When I walked outside, I obviously noticed that there were more people in the auction house than yesterday, and there were many masters, and the secret and powerful aura was dormant everywhere, giving people a thick oppression, which showed how attractive the divine treasure in this auction was.

After walking around outside, Zhuo Yifan quietly returned to the private room. There are ten private rooms in the local tyrant supreme area. A handful of local tyrants are ready to go. And the mid-to-high-end luxury private rooms in the basement are also full. As for the hall, it was already overcrowded, with no less than 1,000 people, all of whom rushed to participate in the auction of the last day of the box after hearing the news.

In this auction, ordinary people are completely useless, and the giants of the major sects and gangs in the prefecture-level area are sitting in the hall, and they are rich and wealthy for one party, and the lowest net worth has tens of millions of blood battle points, and the highest is immeasurable. There is information about it. For this auction, the southern country and North Island even poured the whole country into it.

Although Zhuo Yifan doesn't know whether this news is true or not, this auction is definitely a shopping struggle between local tyrants!

About an hour later, some big names arrived, and the auction officially began!

Zhuo Yifan's spiritual power swept over, and in the venue, he found the breath of human dignity, which was very likely to be sent by the three sects of hegemony.

Two old men in robes walked down the stairs coiled up the stairs with a hot beauty, whose hair was held in a high bun and had an ancient hairpin inserted. Long eyebrows, thin curves, and watery eyes. The bridge of the nose is high, glamorous but not charming, like a water lotus, with a charm that cannot be blasphemed. Especially under the thin skirt, the twin peaks stood proudly, and the white legs were exposed, which made all the men in the field feel relaxed and happy, looking at this woman, their heartbeats were involuntarily pounding faster.

It is worth noting that this beautiful woman and the two old men behind are all respected powerhouses without exception. The three of them appeared at the same time, and the strong aura overwhelmed the scene, which immediately made the scene a lot quieter.

"Ah, this is Miss Muling!"

"It's really her! Miss Muling's temperament has not diminished back then, she is really getting more and more beautiful!"

"Miss Mu Ling is the deputy master of Zhen Bao Pavilion, with the name of the first auctioneer, I didn't expect this finale treasure auction, Miss Mu Ling actually drove it herself, it seems that it is really as rumored, it is a great thing. ”

Seeing this woman, the audience immediately booed, although the lineup of the ancient city auction house was unprecedentedly huge this time, but seeing the first auctioneer Zhen Muling driving, he couldn't help but discuss.

Of course, no one dared to think anything wrong, not to mention that this Zhen Muling was a respectable powerhouse, even if he was not a respectable powerhouse, no one dared to take the initiative to provoke the storage of the giant in an auction house like Zhen Baoge. Everyone in the audience had more or less heard of the legend of Zhen Bao Pavilion, and it was never wise for a force with an ancient background like this to take the initiative to provoke

Zhuo Yifan's spirit swept towards this Zhen Muling, although he didn't feel a particularly strong force, but Zhuo Yifan could still feel a strange aura, judging from his appearance, this Zhen Muling was about twenty years old, but her real age would never be so young, and her strength was vague and obscure, and she seemed to be stronger than the Sea Emperor! The origin is not simple.

Seeing this woman appear, Zhuo Yifan could clearly feel that the Sea Emperor exuded a strong mental fluctuation, obviously he cared about this woman very much, but he didn't say anything, only told Zhuo Yifan that it was best not to take the initiative to provoke this woman.

After Zhuo Yifan heard this, he couldn't help but be dumbfounded. can make a generation of sea emperors so jealous, this woman is really weird. Thinking of this, he hurriedly withdrew his spiritual power, Zhen Muling's posture was elegant, as if he felt Zhuo Yifan's probe, his beautiful eyes lingered slightly in the No. 8 private room, and then a gentle smile appeared on his face.

"Distinguished guests, dear friends, welcome to the ancient city auction jointly organized by Zhen Bao Pavilion, Vientiane Pavilion, Dadao Pavilion, Feng Shui Pavilion, Hongqi Pavilion, Seven Star Pavilion, Tianbao Pavilion, Water Moon Pavilion, and Jade Pavilion, today's bidding for these two pressing treasures will be a fierce and grand event......

On the stage, Zhen Muling was under the attention of everyone, without the slightest panic, still so elegant and pleasant, elegant manners, and the crisp and crisp voice was like a lark, eloquent.

Zhuo Yifan thought in the VIP room, it was already great to have a venerable powerhouse in an ordinary guild, and in addition to the old man in Zhen Bao Pavilion, there was actually a female venerable with such a strong and mysterious strength. This once again proves that what Zhen Ji said is true, and Zhen Baoge's origin is really extraordinary.

Thinking of Zhen Baoge's mysterious background, the huge forces behind it, and the veins that have been built up with the major sects all year round, Zhuo Yifan thought of his father again.

"Whether my father is in blood prison or in this life, he will always have contact with the auction house, I wonder if Zhen Baoge can find out the news?"

Zhuo Yifan has never forgotten his original intention in the blood prison. In fact, in addition to the desire to become stronger, he hopes to find his father and see the family reunite as soon as possible and live a comfortable life together.

"Father, no matter what trouble you encounter at the ends of the earth, whether you live or die, Fan'er will find you one day, bring you back, and make the Zhuo family the pinnacle of the world! Become undefeated! And I will become a ...... Protect all the gods!"

In the past, Zhuo Yifan even thought that as long as he could reunite with his family, he could leave behind the one he had. And as he was exposed to more and more things, that thinking was changing.

He gradually understood that in this world where strength is respected, the weak will always be just a laughing stock ridiculed by others! The strong will be respected, and the gods will be kings! One day, he will become a god, so that the heavens, all worlds, and all major clans will no longer dare to underestimate them!

While he was pondering, the auction of the treasures in the box finally began. (To be continued......)