Lao Ji bar pedal?

Zhang Lang actually scolded him for kicking his old base?

He was a high-level powerhouse in the Nirvana period, and he was actually scolded for being kicked by Lao Ji?

The witch has lived for tens of thousands of years, and he has never been so humiliated!

Regardless of whether this matter is the fault of the witch or Zhang Lang, the witch master does not plan to let Zhang Lang go!

Immediately, he said in a cold voice: "Fellow Daoist, no one has ever dared to talk to my old bones like this, I didn't expect you to be so disrespectful!

Zhang Lang didn't seem to hear it, and he didn't make any movement, and when the witch master was a little breathless, he said in a salty voice: "Oh." ”

"Poof!" the witch spurted out another mouthful of blood.

Oh your uncle!

Can't you say something else!

They're witches!

Panic, fear, begging for mercy, admitting mistakes, this is the performance that normal people should have!

But he couldn't scare Zhang Lang with the name of the Wu family?

Is the other party full of confidence, or is he crude and unheard, and he doesn't know what the Wu family means?

Even if Zhang Lang can come up with hundreds of millions of spirit stones, the witch master still has confidence, he can't compete with the Wu family!

During the period when the two sides were talking to each other, several auction items had been traded, and these auction items had been auctioned at sky-high prices, making countless immortal cultivators compete to bid, but whether it was the witch master or Zhang Lang, they didn't need it too much, and they didn't pay too much attention to it.

At this time, Ying Feng, who came from the first floor, was full of helplessness, and wanted to transmit the voice to Zhang Lang, but after thinking about it, he gave up.

Zhang Lang raised the price by 100 million in one breath, but in fact, it was his spirit stones that were spent, and he knew that he pushed Zhang Lang out, which made him feel uncomfortable, but he couldn't waste spirit stones like this!

But after thinking about it, he still has a lot of background anyway, even if the spirit stone is squandered by Zhang Lang, he can earn a lot of gold bowl by refining some pills casually, and he will go with Zhang Lang.

The auction lasted for a long time, and finally, after taking out a magic weapon with a drunken heart, the whole audience boiled.

It was a magic weapon that looked like a drawing, with complex patterns on it, and bursts of time power entangled, and he said drunkly: "The retrospective map, which can make time go back to three seconds before your death, is an excellent life-saving magic weapon, and the starting price is ...... 30 million spirit stones!"

As soon as the words fell, someone couldn't help but raise a sign and shouted: "Fifty million!"

"Seventy million!"

"Eighty million!"

"100 million!"

"110 million ......."

The sound of bidding was endless, and the witch maiden's eyes lit up at this magic weapon, and a pair of big watery eyes looked at the witch master flatteringly.

She only came to the auction this time to see two auction items, one was an excellent fire attribute spirit root, and the other was a retrospective diagram that could turn back time.

Now that the fire attribute spirit root has been snatched away by Zhang Lang, the witch is determined to get this retrospective map!

After all...... She saved the spirit stones needed to bid for the fire attribute spirit root, and she could use these spirit stones completely on the auction backtracking map!

When the price was shouted to about 160 million, the number of people who increased the price gradually decreased, and many monks looked at the retrospective picture on the stage, but the spirit stones at hand were not sufficient, so they could only cast envious looks at the monk who bid 160 million.

The monk looked very proud and laughed, "I said that what I want in the furnace, I must get it!"

"Congratulations, congratulations!" the monks around him were very flattering.

The drunkenness on the stage saw that no one was bidding, so he shouted: "One hundred and sixty million once!"

After a pause, he looked back at the audience.

"One hundred and sixty million two!"

Still no one spoke.

Finally, the drunken hammer was about to fall, but at this time, a crisp female voice suddenly came from a private room on the second floor: "Two hundred million!"

The people followed the prestige, and it was the witch.

Her favorite thing to do is to shatter other people's hopes at the last moment, and her practice attracts everyone's attention, and the furnace is even more like a fire, staring up at the shrine maiden viciously.

He knew that the witch must have done it on purpose, and she just chose to bid at the last minute, so that he could make himself happy!

The furnace didn't have too many spirit stones, and 200 million was already his limit, but the witch took out the limit of the price he could bear, which suddenly made him disqualified from continuing to bid, and a wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Even if the witch's actions made him unhappy, the witch was a fair bid after all, and she didn't break the rules, but just teased him as a fool.

Seeing this, the surrounding monks all looked at the stove with some sympathy.

"Fellow Daoist of Jielu, why don't I borrow you tens of millions of spirit stones, and you snatch the backtracking map back from the little girl's hand?"

"That's right, if we all add it up, I don't believe that there are not as many spirit stones as that little girl!"

"Big deal, I won't shoot anything today, I'll lend you all the spirit stones to extinguish the arrogance of that little girl!"

Kejielu just shook his head and laughed at himself: "I have received the wishes of your fellow Daoists, but I am weak, if I borrow a spirit stone from you, I don't know how long it will take to pay it off, and it is not worth it to buy a backtracking map at a price of more than 200 million!"

The crowd was silent.

Seeing this, he didn't care about the depression of the furnace, and said loudly: "Two hundred million once!"

No one spoke.

200 million spirit stones, this is already beyond the price of the retrospective map predicted by everyone, even if someone has 200 million spirit stones, but there are other auction items next, they will not use a large number of spirit stones here.

"Two hundred million times!"

Still no one spoke.

There were even many monks who were urging the drunkenness to hurry up and hurry up and put out the next auction item.

The witch put on the face of a victor from beginning to end, looking condescendingly at one monk after another with unwilling faces, and all the unpleasantness she had encountered at Zhang Lang before was left behind.

This is the scene she wants to see, this is the moment she dreamed of!

If it weren't for Zhang Lang's variable, whether it was the fire attribute spirit root or the retrospective map, it would have been hers!

"It seems that 200 million spirit stones is already the limit!" Crazy drunk nodded secretly, he already knew in his heart, this price was not too much different from what he expected in his mind, and the hammer was about to fall immediately.

That is, the moment when he was drunk and opened his mouth to say two hundred million three times, someone in the private room next to the witch held up a sign, the voice was not loud, and the tone was very flat.

"Three hundred million!"

In an instant, everyone gasped and looked at the person holding the card suddenly, and the witch's eyes widened even more, her chest rose and fell as if her heart was about to rush out of the body, and she said hatefully: "It's you again!"

The person who raised the card was Zhang Lang!

When the witch was in the limelight as a victor and thought that the backtracking map was inevitable, Zhang Lang once again stepped in and bid 300 million!

However, at this moment, none of the monks present felt that Zhang Lang's approach was domineering, but they seemed to breathe a sigh of relief in their hearts, and the furnace was even more different, and there was excitement in his eyes when he looked at Zhang Lang!