Looking at a jade hand twisted vigorously on his arm, Li Yuanba's face was stunned, and on that stunned face, a pair of big bullish eyes kept flashing with innocent luster.

Before he married someone home, he wanted to beat his uncle, I didn't misread him, he is still a saint!

Looking at Li Yuanba, who had no hesitation and stood firm to help him, Qin Yichen was inexplicably moved in his heart, and almost wanted to cry.

In the end, under Mu Yanzhen's beautiful eyes, Li Yuanba sat back with a stupid face, and he didn't even dare to make a fut again, for fear that when the Qianqianyu hand next to him would come to him again, he was not afraid of this kind of pain, but for fear that his skin and flesh would be thick, and Mu Yanzhen's little hand would hurt.

Senior Brother Qin, I can't hide it, I didn't bring much spiritual fluid with me when I came out this time, even if I want to help you, I am powerless!

Mu Yanfeng took a deep breath, suppressed the anger in his heart, sighed, and said.

At this time, Li Yuanba clicked his eyes, and was about to say something, when he suddenly felt that the pain in his arm had not yet dissipated, and a weak and boneless jade hand came up again.

Li Yuanba was full of excitement, and hurriedly closed his mouth.

Seeing this, Qin Yichen frowned, and his mind was quickly thinking of ways to sell the formula of the compound pill, or to rob the spiritual liquid of other holy places?

And just as he was thinking, Li Yuanba's low voice suddenly sounded again: I obviously saw that the Holy Lord gave him a lot of spiritual liquid, at least hundreds of **.

Click!

As soon as this whispering sound came out, a sound of broken wood was heard, and Li Yuanba's eyes looked innocently, only to see Mu Yanfeng trembling slightly, under his palm, there was a pile of sawdust, which was turned into the armrest on the side of his chair!

Senior Brother Mu, this move is your fault!

When Li Yuanba felt that the end of the world was approaching, Qin Yichen also showed the courage that a brother should have, suddenly stood up, and sighed earnestly: Alas, I originally thought that Senior Brother Mu was a frank and generous brother

Senior Brother Qin, you don't have to provoke me, I can't hide it, those spiritual fluids were prepared by the Holy Land to fight for that thing, and my spiritual liquid has been handed over to you, and these can't be moved!

Mu Yanfeng suppressed the churning blood that was angry because of Li Yuanba, and said with a hint of trill.

Senior Brother Mu, how much spiritual fluid did the Holy Land give you?

Qin Yichen's eyes narrowed slightly, and he asked with a kind smile on the corner of his mouth.

When he saw Qin Yichen's smile, Li Yuanba couldn't help but glance at Mu Yanfeng sympathetically, he was about to change his image in front of his future uncle in good faith, and remind him that every time Qin Yichen's guy had this kind of smile, someone would want to play it.

However, before Li Yuanba could speak, Mu Yanfeng glared at him fiercely, and immediately let him swallow back what he was about to say.

Hundred**.

Although he didn't know what Qin Yichen meant, Mu Yanfeng still said, after all, the latter was also a quasi-saint, so there was no need to hide this kind of thing from him.

This is equivalent to a hundred pieces of top-grade spirit seeds, which is enough to show that the wealth of the Holy Land is abundant.

Senior Brother Mu, what do you think the quasi-saint son of the Xuanwu Holy Land, Xuan Mingge, is here for?

The smile on the corner of Qin Yichen's mouth was still the same, and it was also a knowing voice.

Mu Yanfeng frowned, people had traveled thousands of miles to the realm of the Holy City, except for Ling Tian's order, what else was there to do.

Hehe, I guess Senior Brother also knows that the Xuan Ming Grid must have come prepared, and judging by its posture, it will definitely be in the pocket of Ling Tian's order before he stops.

It's not that I'm damaging the prestige of the Holy Land, to be honest, in terms of generosity, our Holy Land can't be compared with them for the time being, and in my opinion, the spiritual fluid in their hands is definitely more than this number.

Qin Yichen's words suddenly made Mu Yanfeng fall into a short groan.

In fact, why didn't he know these truths?

Not to mention the people of the Xuanwu Holy Land who came prepared, even if it was the Radiant Holy Land and the Zhaotian Holy Land, the Taihao Holy Land would definitely not be able to compare.

Senior brother, why are you so stubborn, I think you have also seen the Holy Lord's attention to Qianxue, in my opinion, instead of sitting and watching the play, it is better to take out some spiritual liquid to shoot the Seven Holy Fire Lingzhi first!

I will definitely remember my brother's kindness, and when the time comes, I will take care of this matter!

Under Qin Yichen's bewitching analysis, Mu Yanfeng's expression finally showed signs of loosening.

Three thousand one hundred aura!

While the two were talking, the bidding voices in the auction hall had gradually dispersed, and the price had tripled!

Three thousand and one drops of spiritual liquid, is there any price increase?

Irene had a charming smile on her face and looked around with her eyes, which made countless men impulsive.

If it weren't for the fact that this price really made countless people retreat, I am afraid that someone would have to bid for it in order to perform in front of her, even if it is something useless.

Three thousand one hundred ichors, one time

After waiting for a while, no one spoke, and Irene sounded in her voice with a feeling that made people want to love it fiercely.

Three thousand one hundred ichors, twice

Irene's gaze swept over the audience, the price of the Seven Holy Fire Lingzhi auctioned was not low, and moreover, many powerful forces did not necessarily need this thing, and more people's purpose was to put it on Ling Tian's order.

Three thousand two hundred spiritual liquids!

And just as Yi Lin Yu picked up the small hammer on the auction table and was about to finalize the price of three thousand one hundred spirit liquid, suddenly a slightly heavy voice sounded from the side hall of Taihao Holy Land.

It's Mo Yanfeng.

He was still moved by Qin Yichen's words.

Indeed, since it was basically hopeless to fight for Ling Tian's order, it was better to take pictures of something useful.

The matter of wind and snow, he saw it in his eyes.

That was the person who even the envoy of the Holy Martial City was moved, and I believed that even if the Holy Lord knew about it, he would not say anything.

Of course, the main reason why he agreed was to get closer to Qin Yichen.

Three thousand two hundred spiritual liquid, is there any?

Before Irene's words fell, a voice came from the side hall where the Radiance Holy Land was located, four thousand spiritual liquids!

At one time, a whole eight pieces of top-grade spirit seeds were added!

And before that, the Holy Land of Radiance didn't have a single bidding.

Obviously, this is deliberately raising the bar with Taihao Holy Land.

It's too much of a deception!

Mo Yanfeng's face was very ugly.

Even the clay man had three points of anger, and he was immediately angry.

Brother Mo.

Qin Yichen smiled and stood up, we took out four thousand and one drops of spiritual liquid!

When he heard this voice, Chen Feng, who was still smiling, suddenly became gloomy.

Obviously, this is a direct provocation of him Chen Feng himself, which is tantamount to slapping him in the face!

He Chen Feng, since he became the Holy Son of the Radiant Holy Land, who is not respectful when he sees him, and who is not afraid of him for three points?!

However, only Qin Yichen is an exception.

The entire auction hall smelled a strong smell of gunpowder.

There are four thousand and one drops of spiritual liquid from the Taihao Holy Land, is there anything higher?

On the auction table, Irene's smile was brighter, and although her voice was sweeter, it was obviously provocative.

five thousand

Son!

Chen Feng still wanted to bargain, but one of the people beside him reminded him, Holy Son, don't be rash, it's important to get down to business!

Five thousand spiritual liquids are not a small amount.

Chen Feng calmed down a little, but his anger was hard to dissipate.

Holy Son, I think, they did it on purpose, Taihao Holy Land does not have the existence of fire attribute talent, so his move is intended to deliberately provoke the Holy Son, if the Holy Son spends a lot of spiritual liquid on this, wouldn't he be in the hands of those villains in Taihao?

Hearing him continue to say this, Chen Feng glanced at Qin Yichen with a provocative face, and felt that it was extremely credible.

It is true that he can relieve the anger of the moment by taking pictures of the Seven Holy Fire Lingzhi, but it will definitely have a certain impact on his future affairs.

After all, the Radiant Holy Lord only gave him more than two hundred ** spiritual liquid, and it was definitely not a wise move to use fifty** at this time.

In the end, although Qin Yichen had taken down the Seven Holy Fire Lingzhi with four thousand and one drops of spiritual liquid, there was no smile on his face.

His actions, in Chen Feng's opinion, were provocations, but Chen Feng's actions were really aimed at him!

Qin Yichen couldn't swallow this breath either.

I will definitely make you pay a hundredfold, a thousandfold!

A cold glint flashed in Qin Yichen's eyes, and he said to Mo Yanfeng, Senior Brother Mo, can you leave the remaining spiritual liquid to me to deal with?

Good!

Mo Yanfeng knew what he was going to do, but this time he didn't stop him.

The enmity between the Taihao Holy Land and the Radiance Holy Land is no longer resolvable, since this is the case, why swallow it?!

Alas, the poor fellow is going to be out of luck

After seeing the evil curvature at the corner of Qin Yichen's mouth, Li Yuanba couldn't help but mourn for someone for a second.

He really had never seen anyone who had a good end after angering Qin Yichen.

However, after that, Qin Yichen did not ask for a single price, nor did he raise the bar with the Radiant Holy Land, which made Mo Yanfeng unable to figure out what Qin Yichen wanted to do.

This is a killing weapon, although it is broken, but my appraiser of the Ancient Jade Building has determined that the user of this killing weapon is definitely a Saint-level powerhouse!

Irene said to a long knife that had been placed on the auction table.

The starting price is 1,500 drops of spiritual liquid!

The long knife was placed in the transparent glass, and although it was isolated, everyone on the scene could still feel the amazing aura emanating from the long knife.

The blade of the long knife is in a zigzag shape, its color is dark red, and I don't know how much blood it has drunk, so that a thick layer of blood is wrapped around the body of the knife.

However, this long knife has no handle, and it seems to have been cut off by some sharp weapon, but through the crack in the handle, it can be seen that there is still a terrifying blood red inside.

This is indeed a rare killer weapon!

It's just that the handle is missing, not only can it not be used, but it will be hurt by the murderous spirit, so the starting price will be so low.

Good knives!

Chen Feng's eyes were hot.

Wasn't this knife specially prepared for him?

It's not that the Holy Land of Radiance is without weapons, but that there is nothing suitable for him.

Two thousand elixirs!

Chen Feng was the first to speak, and directly added five hundred drops of spiritual liquid.

Originally, there were a few people who were a little tempted by this killing weapon, but after hearing that it was his voice, they all gave up the bidding.

Chen Feng is a devil, the people who offended him will end up miserable, for a broken killing weapon, it is not worth it at all.

Looking at the quiet scene, Chen Feng smiled with satisfaction.

He enjoys having this deterrent!

Three thousand elixirs!

However, a cold voice suddenly came out, making the smugness on his face instantly freeze.

The one who increased the price was Qin Yichen!

Three thousand one hundred aura!

Chen Feng's voice almost spit out from between his teeth, his words carried murderous and threatening meanings, and the temperature on the scene seemed to have dropped a lot because of this.

4,000 Ichor!

However, Qin Yichen was unmoved, almost didn't think about it, and directly added another thousand in one breath.

Son

You fuck off!

The person next to Chen Feng still wanted to persuade him, but he was slapped to the ground by Chen Feng, and he almost roared angrily, four thousand and one hundred spiritual liquid!

Obviously, no matter what other reason, this killing weapon, he is bound to get.

5,000 aura!

A faint voice without a hint of fire came out again the moment his voice fell.

Five thousand one!

six thousand

Crazy, right?

The people in the auction hall all looked at the two people who were facing each other in amazement.

This killing weapon is worth more than 2,000 spiritual liquids at most, but now, the price has been raised by three times the price of madness!

Of course, there are happy ones.

That person was, of course, Irene.

Originally, after Chen Feng spoke, she thought it was over, who knew that a Qin Yichen would emerge.

Taihao Holy Land has already bid for six thousand spiritual liquids, is there anything higher?

Irene's is still so crisp and beautiful.

Boy, you're going to fight against me Chen Feng, right?

A murderous and awe-inspiring voice came out of Chen Feng's mouth, and everyone could hear his anger and killing intent.

Tsk, it turns out that the Holy Son of Light is such a thing, and he can't even afford to produce six thousand spiritual liquids

However, Qin Yichen looked at him with a smile on his face, and his mouth was full of tsk, naming and mocking.

Bastard!

Chen Feng scolded angrily, I will give out seven thousand spiritual liquid!

Seven thousand

Qin Yichen seemed to be hesitating, as if he was struggling with whether to continue to increase the price, but, after only half a sound, he said in annoyance, oops, the spiritual liquid is not enough, then I will congratulate Chen Feng Holy Son, and took the invincible killing weapon with seven thousand spiritual liquid.

said congratulations, but anyone could hear the ridicule in his words.

Seven thousand spiritual liquid, buy a broken killing weapon, what kind of stupid thing is this to do?!

Although he won the auction, Chen Feng's face was pale, however, Qin Yichen's words later made him almost vomit blood

I don't know if Chen Feng's Holy Son, that little spiritual liquid of yours is not enough to compete for Ling Tian's order?

Although, Qin Yichen didn't know how much spiritual liquid Chen Feng had in his hand, it was definitely not enough to fight for Ling Tian's order anymore.