Chapter Ninety-Four: The Soul Bell

The private room on the second floor of the auction hall is a location that has been booked by some immortal cultivators and immortal families for a long time. Under their competitive bidding, the price of the Soul Suppression Bell was 50,000 magic crystals in a short time!

"Fifty-eight thousand! If there is a higher price, my Ziyang Sect is willing to withdraw!"

As soon as the words fell, another voice that was neither yin nor yang immediately sounded, "Sixty thousand!

The Purple Sun Sect and the Fallen Leaf Sect were all immortal cultivation sects near the Far North before. The collection of magic crystals is relatively early, and he can be regarded as a wealthy landowner!

"Sixty thousand magic crystals! The Fallen Leaves Sect has sixty thousand magic crystals, is there any price increase?"

The price of 60,000 magic crystals was already beyond Miaomiao's expectations, and according to the rules of the auction house, the auctioneer could extract one percent of the final profit、、、!

"60,000 magic crystals once, 60,000 magic crystals twice, 60,000 magic crystals three times!

As the auction hammer in Miaomiao's hand fell, this Soul Suppression Bell could be regarded as falling into the hands of the Fallen Leaf Sect.

Xiao Ran touched his chin, glanced at the private room that he had just quoted, and had a plan in his heart. This principle of restraining demonic energy, Xiao Ran is determined to win!

In the private room of the Fallen Leaf Sect, a young man was drinking tea while playing with the soul suppression bell in his hand.

Suddenly, a black-robed man appeared out of thin air in the private room.

The young man felt a hint of coldness in the space around him, and his heart was suddenly horrified. The strength of his mid-Yuan Infant actually felt the threat of death! Moreover, the black-robed man in front of him was able to avoid his divine sense and sneak into the private room, this strength was 、、、

"Your Excellency is 、、、?," the young man said with difficulty as his throat moved.

No matter how hard his divine sense tried to sweep the position of the black-robed man, he would find nothing. It's as if it doesn't exist!

The black-robed man smiled and pointed to the shiny soul suppression bell in the man's hand.

"Do you want the Soul Suppression Bell?" the man was a little surprised, "The third elder of the Falling Ye Sect, Liu Feng." Dare to ask the name of the senior!" The Soul Suppression Bell was purchased by Liu Feng at a great price, and it must be impossible to give it up like this!

"Hmph!" the black-robed man snorted coldly, and a fierce killing intent swept towards Liu Feng. "You should know that if the deity kills you, it will definitely not be discovered by the auction house!"

This sentence suddenly made Liu Feng's heart cold. Originally, he still thought that he could drag the person in front of him, as long as the powerhouse of the auction house noticed it, he would be safe. But after such a long time, there has not been a single movement, and it seems that the strength of the person in front of him has exceeded his previous expectations.

"Your Excellency、、、 This soul bell will be handed over to the adults!" As he spoke, Liu Feng threw his right hand, and the golden bell fell into the hands of the black-robed man.

After the black-robed man took the Soul Suppression Bell, his body twisted strangely, and disappeared in front of Liu Feng in the blink of an eye、、、

Liu Feng, who was in shock, collapsed to the ground, and spent more than 60,000 magic crystals to buy the magic weapon, but he didn't expect it to be taken away by others, and it was still in the Thousand Islands Auction House. Thinking of this, Liu Feng's heart felt like he was dripping blood. He slowly stood up, opened the door, and rushed towards the sect with a full of anger. No matter who the black-robed man is, he, Liu Feng, must also find out! If he dares to touch the things of his Fallen Leaf Sect, he must be prepared to be killed!