None of them expected that this Qing Yao would be so crazy and end the competition at once.

Zhou Qiankun opened his eyes, and there was the sun and moon in his eyes.

He felt the calm of this auction and looked slightly in the direction of Chu Liuli.

I don't know if the second princess has considered this kind of scene before.

Seeing that no one opened her mouth to bid, Yu Xiang made a final decision: "Congratulations to the VIP in compartment 77 for auctioning the Vermilion Bird Egg at a price of 200 million." ”

In the private room, Chu Liuli's eyes were so angry that his eyes erupted with fire.

This Yaochi Holy Maiden is so hateful that she came out halfway to destroy her carefully planned plan.

At this moment, her mind was in a mess, desperately thinking about how to remedy it next.

After Qing Yao auctioned the Vermilion Bird Egg, she didn't stop and turned around and walked towards the outside of the auction.

At the same time, there was an undercurrent surging in the entire Jade Void City, and I don't know how many pairs of eyes were staring at her.

Outside the auction hall, Feng Xiaolin looked at the luxurious Chu Liuli with a depressed expression.

Chu Liuli's eyes were cold, and there was a kind of indifference that rejected people thousands of miles away.

The direction she looked at was the direction in which Qing Yao had left.

Zhou Qiankun walked out, looked at the figures of the two, and was silent.

The whole plan was formulated by Chu Liuli, she was the person in charge, and Zhou Qiankun didn't want to overstep her bounds.

Sensing it, the people of Lanmen quietly kept up with Qing Yao's pace.

Zhou Qiankun was speechless, these guys were really bold, and they even dared to fight the idea of the Holy Maiden of Yaochi.

Chu Liuli's face turned cold and whistled.

The Eight Heavenly Dragons fell from the sky and landed in front of the three of them.

Chu Liuli glanced at Zhou Qiankun and Xiao Yi on his shoulder, and said flatly: "Get in the car." ”

Zhou Qiankun smiled slightly, looked at Tianlong's expression of gritting his teeth with hatred, didn't care, and decisively stepped into the Eight Heavenly Dragons.

This is an opportunity that tens of millions of people dream of, and Zhou Qiankun will naturally not miss it.

He was also curious about how this glazed princess's dragon chariot was different from ordinary carriages.

If you can, get one in the future, and pull the wind wherever you go.

When Tianlong saw him enter, he hung his head.

It also remembers the last time it was drugged by this guy, and has long wanted to seek revenge on him.

However, now that Her Royal Highness the princess has asked him, it can only hold this breath.

Chu Liuli stepped into the Eight Heavenly Dragons and sat down in front of the window on the right.

looked at Zhou Qiankun curiously looking up and down, reaching out to touch it from time to time, and gritting his teeth slightly.

This guy really regards this dragon chariot as his home!

"Sit down for Hongu, a meter away!"

Zhou Qiankun shook his head and sat elegantly at the window on the left.

Inside the dragon chariot, there is a fragrance from time to time, which makes people intoxicated.

Zhou Qiankun knew that this was the aroma of Xue Youlian, a very expensive spice in Da Chu.

Her Royal Highness will really enjoy it.

Looking at Zhou Qiankun's enjoyment, Chu Liuli felt uncomfortable.

"Tianlong, let's go, go chase Qingyao."

After speaking, a spirit spell was played, informing Wu Cangyi and the others that the situation had changed.

The Eight Heavenly Dragons turned into a streamer of light and flew straight into the sky, flying towards the east where Qing Yao had left.

Feng Xiaolin looked at the dragon chariot in the distance, and did not follow with great interest.

The next battle belonged to the Battle of the Divine Mansion, and she was a monk in the late stage of the Lingtai, and it was only a burden to go.

A hundred miles away from the East City Gate, Qing Yao stepped on the flying sword, elegant as a fairy.

Looking at the Suzaku egg in his hand, his face was calm.

Suddenly, her flying sword stopped.

Ahead, four Divine Monks blocked her path.

Qing Yao raised her eyebrows slightly, and her peerless face became a little cold.

She looked at the mid-stage Divine Mansion monk among the four, and her tone was not good.

"Wind Gate Master, do you want to be uprooted?"

The threatening words sounded in the clouds, making people feel a chill and chills in their backs.

I don't know if they were really scared, or if Qing Yao was too majestic at the moment, the four Divine Mansion cultivators trembled and took three steps back.

One person drank off the four Divine Mansion monks, which was amazing.

The monk who was secretly observing was amazed, worthy of being the Holy Maiden of Yaochi, with such a strong aura.

Feng Qianqian's face was hesitant, and he couldn't make up his mind.

The one in front of him is the Holy Maiden of Yaochi, which is not easy to deal with.

Let's not talk about whether you can take it or not, even if you grab the Vermilion Bird Egg, Yaochi is angry, and the layout of the Haiqian Kingdom in Dachu for thousands of years will be uprooted.

Feng Yuxi looked at Feng Qianqian and hesitated, his face gloomy.

"Door master, the Vermilion Bird Egg is related to the luck of the Haiqian Kingdom in the future, and you can't look ahead and backward."

Feng Yuxi's words made Feng Qianqian completely firm.

Under his eyes, the other three changed positions and blocked Qing Yao's retreat.

"Hand over the Suzaku eggs and spare you from death!"

Feng Qianqian's tone was vicious, and a strong killing intent permeated the heavens and the earth.

Qing Yao's eyes were slightly cold on her cold face, and the corners of her mouth raised a cold look.

"You are the finest of the Haiqian Kingdom?"

Qing Yao's words made the four of them murderous, and they each glanced at each other, and there was determination in their eyes.

Now that this Qingyao Holy Maiden already knows their identity, she must die today.

"Do it!"

Feng Qianqian snorted coldly, and the other three people understood, and they shot together, threatening to kill Qing Yao with one blow, leaving no trouble.

Feng Qianqian was wearing a purple battle suit, holding a white jade plate in his hand, and a moon wheel floating behind him.

Purple windbreaker, cold Xuan plate, moon breaking wheel.

All three are high-grade spiritual weapons, and they are also his natal magic weapons.

"Storm Thousand Dry Techniques!"

With a loud shout, three high-grade spirit weapons swept out at the same time, stirring up the wind and clouds above the altitude of 10,000 meters, condensing a terrifying tornado with a diameter of one mile.

The earth was gray, and the heavens and the earth were dull.

With the power to tear everything apart, the tornado slashed towards Qing Yao.

At the same time, terrifying killing moves also came from the other three directions one after another, which were not weaker than Feng Qianqian's blow.

The four killing moves disturbed the heavens and the earth, making the power of heaven and earth within a radius of a hundred miles chaotic.

Countless Lingtai monks who ate melons had frightened faces, and the flying swords under their feet lost their strength, and they all screamed and fell to the ground.

Seeing this, the monks of the Lingtai in the distance did not dare to approach, and fled into the distance one after another.

"Mom, the Divine Mansion monks are so terrifying, in front of them, we can't even fly."

The sound of crying father and mother resounded in the sky, and countless people looked at Qing Yao in the center of the attack, shaking their heads slightly, such a terrifying joint blow, she was afraid that she would not even have scum left.

Qing Yao's face was cold, and there was only cold color in her eyes.

In the face of the attack of Feng Qianqian and the other three in the middle of the Divine Mansion, she was not afraid at all.

With the seal in his hand, the heavens and the earth darkened, and in the distant sky, a bright moon rose, illuminating the heavens and the earth silver.

Under the bright moon, the sound of the waves rolled, and countless people looked at this scene with horror in their hearts.

Above 10,000 meters in the sky, a vast ocean appeared out of thin air.

Under the moonlight, the sea shimmers like a dream.

Before Qing Yao's independence month, a white dress set off her world-class appearance to the fullest, like a fairy from the Moon Palace descending to the world.