After Lin Fan auctioned the Melting Spirit Pill, he waited on the stool for the end of the auction and looked at other auction items by the way, because the things in the auction could only be taken after the auction ended, and as time passed, it was the last thing.

Dong Qing: Fellow Daoists, be quiet, the next is the finale of this auction, the high-grade spirit weapon soul bell, which has the effect of captivating people's hearts, with a reserve price of 15,000 spirit stones, and each price increase cannot be less than 1,000 spirit stones. Lin Fan found that his entire worth was only more than 10,000 medium-grade spirit stones, unless he sold the Blood Condensation Fruit and the Nether Flower.

After a while, the soul bell had already photographed 30,000 spirit stones, and suddenly a voice came from the VIP room above, 40,000 spirit stones. There was a sudden silence below, because I heard from the people in the auction house that the people sitting above were all Yuan Infant Stage old monsters, and the cultivators who shouted at the previous price were basically from the late stage of Jindan, as soon as they heard that there was a Yuan Infant Stage monk joining, everyone didn't plan to continue to add it, although the high-grade spirit weapon was good, compared to their own lives is the most important.

Forty-five thousand spirit stones, a VIP room next to it shouted. Lin Fan saw that now it was basically a monk in the Yuan infant stage who was raising the price, and no one called the soul bell until the eighty thousand medium-grade spirit stones, and then Dong Qing shouted: Eighty thousand spirit stones once, eighty thousand spirit stones twice, eighty thousand spirit stones three times, congratulations to this No. 3 Taoist friend for winning this finale high-grade spirit weapon horror bell, and all the Taoist friends who won the treasure can exchange the number plate in their hands for the treasure.

After Lin Fan exchanged for the Melting Spirit Pill, he immediately changed his appearance in a corner, Lin Fan went out of the Flying Immortal City to summon the Kunwu Sword, flew to a dense forest, and suddenly flew out of a chain from below to trap Lin Fan and pull him down from the Kunwu Sword. I only heard one person say: Li Daoyou, is this person who made the melting elixir? . That Li Daoyou is actually called Li Ziwen, he is a loose cultivator, and his cultivation has reached the late stage of foundation building, and this time he came to Feixian City because he heard that there was an auction of the Melting Spirit Pill, but he didn't expect to be auctioned away by Lin Fan, so he contracted Zhu Ming to ambush Lin Fan in front of him in advance. Li Ziwen said to the person who made the chain: Zhu Ming, your jade bamboo lock is not okay. Zhu Ming: Don't try to break free under my jade bamboo lock golden pill.

Lin Fan raised his head and said, "Is it, Lin Fan raised the Kunwu Sword in his hand and slashed towards the Yuzhu Lock. I saw a white mark on the jade bamboo lock, and just as Lin Fan cut off the second sword, suddenly the jade bamboo lock was taken back by Zhu Ming, and Zhu Ming yelled at Li Ziwen: Why don't you tell me that he is also a high-grade spiritual weapon. Li Ziwen replied: Don't bother, I will kill him later, and the medium-grade spiritual weapon will belong to you, and his storage bag will belong to me. Li Ziwen looked at Zhu Ming's excited look and sneered in his heart, When you kill Lin Fan, the next thing is to kill you.

I saw the jade bamboo lock flying up from Zhu Ming's hand, approaching Lin Fan, Lin Fan had already taken precautions, and when the jade bamboo lock arrived, Kunwu sword slashed at the place where the jade bamboo lock was white. A crack appeared in the jade bamboo lock, and Zhu Ming's face turned pale, as if he had been hit hard. At this time, a dagger flew out of Li Ziwen's storage bag and stabbed at Lin Fan's back, and the purple shield blocked the dagger in front of it. Lin Fan still had the upper hand with one enemy and two enemies, and the jade bamboo lock was full of cracks under Lin Fan's attack, and blood flowed from the corners of Zhu Ming's mouth. Zhu Ming looked at Li Ziwen and said: What other means do you have, if you continue like this, I will run away.