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At this time, the wind Qingyang said again: "At present, this fox man has been tamed by us, but please rest assured, she is still a virgin." ”

It turns out that although the fox people are very few and can't cultivate, their temperament is very strong, as long as they are caught by humans, then they will try their best to commit suicide, and there are even fewer fox people who can be tamed.

But I don't know why this fox man was tamed, but looking at the despair in her eyes, it can show that she is not tamed, but should be threatened.

The clever Ling Feiyu could probably guess how they persecuted this fox man.

It must be that she is using her family to threaten this fox man, and suddenly, Ling Feiyu felt that these human beings were the most shameless, but what should a cultivator say should help the world.

Just as Ling Feiyu was pondering, this fox man had already been auctioned off, and the final transaction price was twelve million spirit stones.

"Eh......" Somehow, Ling Feiyu sighed.

The auction continued, and the next ninth auction item was an elixir, called: Heaven Conquering Creation Pill, this is an elixir that can make white bones and flesh, and resurrect the dead, no matter how many injuries, as long as you take this pill, you can recover instantly, that is, within half an hour of death, as long as you take this pill, you can also bring the dead back to life.

What is the reason why monks practice is to be able to live forever, but the monk's path of cultivation will not be ordinary, there will be all kinds of contradictions and contradictions, there will be competition for treasures, there will be love and hatred, then there will definitely be injuries, there will be death, who wants to die?

Therefore, as long as there is this elixir, then it is equivalent to an extra life, which is why the monks are eager to get this elixir.

"Okay! Heaven Conquering Transformation Pill, the starting price is eight million, and the price increase is not less than 500,000 each time, start now!" Feng Qingyang did not explain too much, and directly announced the start.

After a fierce snatch, this Heaven Conquering Pill was finally sold for fifteen million and was auctioned off by an unknown monk.

Seeing that the auction was about to come to an end, Ling Feiyu's heart was a little anxious, because the summoning intent that appeared in his heart before had never appeared again.

At this moment, Feng Qingyang said: "Okay, there is one last item in this auction, please be calm." The old man went to invite the sect master to come. ”

After speaking, the wind Qingyang walked down, and the three gluttonous elders who were guarding the auction also withdrew the Heavenly Spirit Formation, and disappeared on the auction table, at this time the entire auction table was empty, and all the monks were talking about it.

At this time, Ling Feiyu's room remembered a knock on the door, and Su Xiwen got up and stepped forward and opened the door.

I saw a very scantily dressed maid come in with a plate, and I saw that the plate was covered with a golden brocade cloth.

Then after the maid bowed and saluted, she said gracefully: "Three sons, this is the ghost sword that the three auctioned just now, please accept it, the auction money has been paid by the glutton." ”

Xia Qing heard that the ghost was coming, and rushed forward in an instant, picked up the ghost in his hand, and after the maid bowed and saluted, she exited the room.

I saw that Xia Qing was holding the ghost dagger at this time, gesturing excitedly.

The scene of handing over the auction items was still shown in the room next to them, but the atmosphere was not so harmonious.

At this time, in Jiang Wuwen's room, there was also a maid, holding a long sword in both hands, and at a glance, it was the Sky Splitting Sword.

At this time, Jiang Wuwen's face was very embarrassed, and he only heard him take out a bag and throw it directly on the table, without even looking at the Sky Splitting Sword, because this was his shameful ......!

It is estimated that Jiang Wuwen has a thought now, rushed to room one hundred and thirty-one, held the Sky Splitting Sword, and hacked Ling Feiyu to death.

However, he still didn't have the guts, after all, this was the Hundred Instruments City, not his Jiang Wuwen's home, and there were some taboos here that he still didn't dare to touch, and it wasn't at all that he could do whatever he wanted.

The monks in the other rooms where the things were sold also received their own auction items one after another.

Everyone paused for a moment, only to see that the wind was clear and slowly walked to the stage.

Then he said: "Okay guys, the auction continues, I was sorry for the delay just now, please forgive me!"

Then everyone sighed, as long as it wasn't a pig, they could hear that what Feng Qingyang said was just polite words, so no one cared too much, not to mention that this time was nothing to a monk who had been cultivating for decades.

Immediately, Feng Qingyang said again: "Due to the particularity of this item, our pavilion master personally presided over the auction, and now we have the pavilion master!"

After Feng Qingyang finished speaking, a mysterious figure dressed in black and wearing a mask appeared on the auction table.

You don't have to think about it to know that this is the mysterious pavilion master.

It is said that he has never shown his true face, and has always been haunted, coming and going without a trace, and is very mysterious.

It is rumored in the rivers and lakes that his strength is super strong, and there is no conclusive conclusion so far, some people say that he is a strong man at the peak of the god transformation, and some people say that he has surpassed the god level.

But after he came to power, he did not show a trace of energy, nor did he give people a sense of oppression from the strong.

At this moment, the mysterious pavilion master raised his arm and waved it slightly, and Feng Qingyang next to him immediately understood what he meant, and immediately manipulated the switch, disrupting the order of the room Ling Feiyu and the others were in.

Miraculously, the monks in the room didn't feel the slightest vibration.

At this moment, the screen in front of each room slowly rose and disappeared into the wall.

Only then did everyone realize that their location had changed.

Room 131, where Ling Feiyu was, was moved directly to the auction table.

At this moment, the mysterious pavilion master said in a very hoarse voice: "Okay, everyone, because of the special nature of the auction items, you may need to feel it personally, so the position of the room where you are sitting is disrupted, just to protect everyone." ”

At this time, Ling Feiyu realized that they could now see the other auctioneers, and coincidentally, Jiang Wuwen was still next to him.

At this time, Xia Qing had already put the ghost in his storage bag.

At this time, Ling Feiyu also looked at the pavilion master on the stage, and he found that this pavilion master was relatively short and very thin.

At this time, the mysterious pavilion master saw that everyone had adjusted, so he said in that hoarse voice: "So...... Let's get started!"