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The Hellbringer took out the second treasure, which was the seed of a flower from Hell and was pregnant with the most malevolent power.

"Well, even if it is a heavenly power, it is impossible to be without love. Even if it is a human immortal, such as the legendary Lord Lethe, he is trapped by love, even if he dominates the world, he can't prove immortal, it's really sad and crying.

As for usage, you must all know more or less that if you use each other's blood as a guide to find the other half of each other, the blood of the two will fuse, and it will blossom and bear fruit, and you will never meet again. The Hellbringer said with an understatement, seemingly intrigued.

"Does it work for anyone?" asked Teng.

"That's nature, this is a seed from the other side of hell, once in three thousand years, if it is strong, it will be strong, even if the immortals return to the fairy world, they can be used.

Of course, this is not the real flower of the other side, and if the place where it is cultivated is discovered and uprooted, then the curse of the other side will be unraveled on its own.

Also, the seeds on the other side are not only for love, but for all emotions, and the immortals should be enlightened. "The voice of this messenger of hell is really yin and yang, and it is very uncomfortable to listen to.

"Make a price, this immortal is going to be decided. ”

"W-what is this?" the big man covered in patterns was not happy.

There was also displeasure coming out of the eggs around, and of course the Heavenly Realm monks were all calm, and they would not shout like these people below.

In an egg on the fifth level of the steamer hell, there sat a yellow-faced woman with an ordinary face, who was now looking in the direction of Teng Desire, and her eyes were not good.

The name of the Immortal is certainly shocking, but the experience along the way has long been dug up by many great powers, and they have a general understanding of the assessment of their true strength.

Don't look at this yellow-faced woman, she is one of the strongest existences in this auction, like a great power!

She came from the City of Killing, and when she cultivated to her level, she was no longer restrained, and the murderous aura on her body did not show the slightest.

The sallow skin smelled of corpses, covered with a layer of corpse oil!

Of course, she also knew that this immortal was invited by the Southern Emperor, and she had a Lethe background. But people, even immortals, have selfish intentions. He didn't mind snatching the seed of the other side that Teng Desire was about to get first, then taking revenge on the slut who had hated him for hundreds of years, and finally going to the Southern Emperor and Lethe River to ask for guilt.

On the other side, opposite the yellow-faced woman, in an egg above the fifteenth layer of the Punishment Hell, sat a Taoist dressed as a tomb robber, holding a red jade shovel in his hand.

He has thief eyebrows, is short and strong, has all kinds of gadgets hanging on his waist, and when his body moves, it tinkles non-stop.

The middle-aged appearance of the Taoist, his cultivation is also like the sky, and the yellow-faced woman is the only two remaining existence such as the sky in this auction.

The Taoist took a puff of his cigarette stick, leisurely. There was also a big black mouse beside him, which was very human.

"The immortal invited by the Southern Emperor, if he dies, how grand this funeral must be, hey no, it is a funeral thing, it must be priceless, there must be a lot of treasures, even if there are no treasures, get some flesh and blood of immortals, or human skin of immortals, it is also quite cost-effective."

Isn't it, my little darling. The Taoist affectionately touched the head of the big mouse and muttered to himself.

And in the thirteenth layer of the Blood Pool Hell, in that egg, there is a sick old man, a rare human immortal in the world!

But he is weak and weak, I don't know what incurable disease he suffers from, he is as strong as a human immortal, and he can only be like an old man in his twilight years, sitting and watching the sunset, waiting for death.

The old man was wearing a thick, warm coat and seemed to be cold. He didn't look thin, but his skinny face and skinny hands showed that the old man was afraid that he had stepped into the coffin with half a foot like a dried corpse.

The old man sat alone, his face was gray, his eyes were blank, his hair was gray and sparse, and it seemed that when the wind blows, it will fall off on its own. In his hand he held a small black booklet, which looked like only a few pages, and it was in tatters.

Whether it was the yellow spring wine or the seeds of the flowers on the other side, the old man did not have the slightest reaction, he was indifferent, and only waited silently.

Seems to be waiting for the finale.

Teng Desire's side, in the face of all kinds of doubts, he is going to decide the seeds of the flower on the other side, he not only wants this second treasure, but also does not want to miss any of the remaining four.

Since the Southern Emperor let Nanjiu appear, it must have its intentions.

Since the other party has good intentions, how can he not live up to the other party's kindness, the spirit stones are endless, so spend as much as you like.

"This price, whoever opens the highest price will naturally belong to whom, the seeds of the flower on the other side, the starting price, 50,000 spirit stones, every time the price increases, no less than 10,000, hehe." "The Hellbringer likes this kind of chaotic scene very much, because the more chaotic it is, the more expensive it is to incur high prices.

For example, malicious price increases.

"Fifty thousand? You will definitely raise the price, then the immortal will directly pay 500,000, whoever dares to raise it, must have the courage to bear what you say." "Teng wants to play with Huangquan wine, which has never been leisurely.

Nan Jiu was speechless, and found that Teng Desire was simply a crazy flower, you know, there are four treasures in the back, according to this situation, he can't count how many spirit stones will be spent in total.

"Shangxian, who are you?" said Nanjiu.

"You don't have to ask, just watch quietly. Teng Lust licked his lips, as if he was confident.

He naturally knew that with such a large spending, if he wanted to get all six pieces, he would have to get at least 10 million spirit stones. Although Nanhuang won't say anything, after all, this is someone else's spirit stone, and it is used so generously, which does not conform to his identity.

This time, the 500,000 yuan was just for the town, and the only purpose was to tell all the monks who were doing it that they should not grab what they wanted.

Whoever dares to rob will have to pay the price, for example, now, Teng wants to directly increase the price to 500,000, if someone says 510,000 now.

This 510,000 is not a casual number, but a genuine spirit stone that can be taken out immediately, if you can't take it out, it's best not to say it.

Teng's plan, although he has the idea of winning all the treasures in the auction, but this is only the best plan, if someone really maliciously raises the price with him, turning the price of small shrimp into the price of a big whale.

Then he will never buy it.

Because in his heart, there is a second plan, that is, when the auction is over, he will catch them all!

He wouldn't kill these Heavenly Realm cultivators, he would just use it purely to make up the number for the Unity Technique. At the very least, this Lintian monk, whether it is the early stage or the peak, must have ten of them.

So, if anyone really wants to fight with him, he will give way, and it will be his own in the end anyway.

Nan Jiu didn't see a word about this, and of course no one thought of it.