"Since it's a bidding, how can there be any reason why other guests are not allowed to bid for the price?

In the VIP box, the senior brother of the Louvre hooked the long beard on his lips, his eyes were like electricity, and the breath of the Origin Spirit Realm leaked out unscrupulously, and he was actually going to collide with the Ziyang Demon Sect strongly.

Blue Sky Clarity Liquid!

Hearing this name, everyone in the hall wondered if their ears were wrong. Different from the tonifying pills given by the previous sects, this Bixiao Qingling Liquid is not refined by the day after tomorrow, but a kind of spiritual liquid collected by the power of the Taixuan Realm from the depths of a secret realm, which can strengthen the soul and consolidate the foundation, and is a rare treasure of replenishing the gods.

There is also a very important point, but all pills will have erysipelas left, even if these tonifying pills are refined no matter how intact, it is difficult to avoid this after all, if you take a large amount, over time, when erysipelas accumulate to a certain extent, it will completely break out of the pill catastrophe, which is very dangerous, many martial artists did not die in the battle, but capsized in the gutter, and died in this kind of catastrophe that directly erupted in the depths of the soul.

And Bixiao Qingling Liquid is a natural thing, but there is no disadvantage in this regard, not only can condense the soul, consolidate the foundation, but also increase the spiritual power, although the effect is not as good as the Thousand Yang Refining Divine Pill, but the price on the market is far above it.

Zhao Han hid in the box, and heard the quotations of the Ziyang Demon Sect and the Louvre Palace clearly, although he didn't know what Bixiao Qingling Liquid was, it didn't prevent him from judging the value of this elixir from the faces and expressions of everyone in the hall of the venue.

It's just that things have been out of control since these two ended, just like now, even if he agrees to one of them, will the other be willing to give up?

"What's the matter? I will give out a drop of Bixiao Clear Spirit Liquid in exchange for an admission quota to the White Bird Secret Realm, can I?" Seeing that everyone was calmed, Daoist Wang's face turned pale, and he repeated it in an accentuated tone.

"The stinky Taoist priest of the Louvre, looking for death?"

The next moment, a scorching aura full of demonic energy poured out from another VIP box, and then, in the box of the Louvre, a cluster of purple demonic flames burned through the void and swept down towards several Louvres.

This purple fire is very demonic, and you can vaguely see twisted and wailing faces in the dancing firelight, which is spreading unscrupulously at this moment, and there is a great posture to wipe out these Taoist priests.

"Definitely!"

In the box of the Louvre, the old Taoist priest Huo Ran, who closed his eyes and meditated after handing over the leading power to Daoist Wang, opened his eyes, his eyes were like torches, he spit out a sword pill from his mouth, and jumped into the air drippingly, and in an instant, the purple demonic fire surging from the void was fixed.

"Extinguish!"

Immediately afterwards, Lao Dao pointed like a sword, and pointed at the sword pill in the air, and when he landed, thousands of sword shadows poured out from the sword pill, turning into a sword net that swept the world and went to the fixed magic fire.

There seemed to be countless sword sounds in the void, and the menacing demonic fire dissipated like a bubble, as if it had never appeared.

"Hmph, it's Poyang Lao Dao!"

In the box of the Ziyang Demon Sect, the disciple of the Ziyang Demon Sect with a patterned face showed a fierce light, but he retracted the soaring purple fire on his body, and said to Zi Wukong, who was sitting motionless in the center: "Senior Brother Wukong, it was the old Dao of Poyang who made a move, should we kill them directly?" Except for the old Dao of Poyang, none of them can do anything else, and I will kill them like a chicken cub to death. ”

"Poyang Lao Dao still has some strength. Zi Wukong closed his eyes, was silent for a moment, and said, "It is worth noting that Wang Feiyun among them, it is rumored that he was favored by Fang Lin, the true heir of the Louvre, and this time he came to bear Fang Lin's request. ”

Speaking of this, Zi Wukong opened his eyes, and two purple suns seemed to rise in the box, and the box was reflected in a purple light: "Fang Lin is my eldest brother's enemy, this time he has set up a maze and sent Wang Feiyun to come, the plan is very big, we must not let them get their wish." ”

"In a while, my eldest brother will be out of the customs, and at that time, he will personally go to the Louvre and kill Fang Lin to avenge the revenge of the sword back then. ”

"Until then, we don't have to do much, just destroy any attempt at the Louvre and let them return in vain. ”

So, after a round of fighting and tense confrontation, the Ziyang Demon Sect and the Louvre were afraid of each other, and finally stopped tacitly and did not have any other collisions.

"So, what's going on now?"

Zhao Han shrank in his box, looking at the cold hall through a single-sided glass mirror, and couldn't figure it out for a while.

He vaguely felt the tricks of the Purple Sun Demon Sect and the Louvre before, but after all, his realm was too low, and his soul strength was not as good as that level, so he didn't know that he was almost killed by the pond fish and became cannon fodder.

"Ahem, now, the Taoist friends of the Louvre are bidding for a drop of Bixiao Clear Spirit Liquid, I don't know which other friends want to ask?"

Shan Weiyan had a dark face, like a dead person in the family, crying and screaming, but his eyes were aimed at the direction of the Ziyang Demon Sect's box, and he prayed in his heart not to increase the price, not to be impulsive, not to raise the bar.

Fortunately, after waiting for a while, the Purple Sun Demon Sect was still silent and did not say anything.

Shan Weiyan's face was ecstatic, and he didn't even count the final countdown, and couldn't wait to knock the hammer: "Congratulations to all the colleagues in the Louvre for winning two recommended places in this building, and this auction is over." ”

After saying the words in one breath, Shan Weiyan almost collapsed, but when he saw that everyone in the audience was still sitting in their seats, he couldn't help but say: "Everyone, the auction is over, everyone can go back." ”

“......”

In the box, looking at Shan Weiyan, who was very out of grace at the moment and drove people away, the corners of Zhao Han's mouth twitched a few times, and then waved his fist vigorously: "It's done, although I don't know what this Bixiao Qingling Liquid is, but it can suppress the Ziyang Demon Sect has nothing to say, this thing should be very valuable." ”

A quarter of an hour later, Zhao Han finally met the buyer this time, the five Taoist priests of the Louvre.

At first, one person wore an apricot yellow robe, covered with a gauze robe, wearing a jade crown on his head, and stepping on cloud shoes, with a fairy wind and bones, but his eyes were oblique and long, and his lips were thin, which destroyed the overall breath and looked a little mean.

Behind him, there were several Taoist priests of the same age who were about the same age as him arched him up in the form of stars and moons, and behind them was an old Taoist in a green robe, with white hair and ancient swords hanging from his waist, meditating with his eyes closed, without saying a word, and there was an imperceptible sense of estrangement from the other four Taoist priests.