"Where the hell did this kid come from, does he know who he's talking to?"

"Hmph, poor fellow, you dare to offend the Blood Soul Sect, it's really a long life. ”

"Hehe, this kind of fool exists every year, it should be new to this Black Rock City, and I didn't inquire before, but it's a pity, it is estimated that I have to be strewn on the streets when I leave this auction hall.

After the blood was gone, everyone present began to talk one after another, and they did not deliberately lower their voices. It's just that Mo Zhiyao turned a deaf ear to their words, and just set his eyes on the tiger on the auction table.

"Elder Tiger Ben, do you need to ask again?"

"No need, no need!" The tiger on the stage couldn't open his grinning eyes, for him, Mo Zhiyao's death or not had nothing to do with him half a dime, but the blood spirit yin/essence that could only be sold for 100,000 Xuanjing was sold for a sky-high price of 350,000, and he had no connection with himself, which was enough to make him happy.

A maid almost trotted in front of Mo Zhiyao, and after handing over the blood spirit yin/essence to Mo Zhiyao, she took away 350,000 Xuanjing. Seeing that this maid walked a little shaky, it is estimated that she has never seen so much money in her life.

"Whew, it's finally here. Mo Zhiyao put the blood spirit yin/essence into the jade, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a satisfying arc. As for the threat of blood, hmph, when the time comes, you will know who laughs and who cries. In the early stage of the merger of the three double patterns, Mo Zhiyao had nothing to fear.

The eyes of everyone in the auction hall gradually moved away from Mo Zhiyao's body, but everyone knew about the previous scene, this strange boy who came out of nowhere completely offended the Blood Soul Sect.

"Bang!" returned to the blood devouring in the room, and with one palm, he smashed a small jade stone beside him, and a strong murderous intent surged out of his eyes.

"Where the hell did this kid jump out!Dare to grab something from Young Master Ben, Young Master Ben wants to make his life worse than death!" A beast-like roar echoed through the room. That is, the soundproofing of this room is good, otherwise I am afraid that the entire auction house will be able to hear about it.

"Young master, don't worry, it's just an ignorant boy who doesn't know the height of the sky, I will send someone to keep an eye on him, and after this treasure meeting is over, out of this auction house, it is the death date of that little bastard!" said Elder Zhao with an iron face, and there was a cold taste in his tone.

"Okay, I want this wild boy to know that the end of someone who offends my Blood Soul Sect is ten thousand times worse than being a ghost!"

Hearing Elder Zhao's words, Blood's face improved slightly, and then his face distorted and said.

"Come here, vent my anger for the young master!" said Bloody Eater, turning his head to the maid who was standing aside, obviously frightened.

When the maid heard this, a strong fear flashed in her eyes, but she didn't dare to disobey, so she could only bite the bullet, forced a flattering smile on her face, and came to the bloody body.

Blooddevouring tore off the maid's scarce garment, and then, the room was filled with beastly pants and a murmur of pain.

Outside the room, Jing Bao would continue, and the tiger on the auction table also withdrew his gaze from Mo Zhiyao, and waved his hand to remove a forbidden ball of light above his head.

This time, it is a low-grade heaven-level exercise. For the exercises, especially the exercises of this level, Mo Zhiyao is obviously lacking in interest. What he is practicing now is all heaven-level exercises, and he even has a Xuan-level Quartet World Destroying Seal. In addition, after the level is promoted, you can also get a new magic skill, so Mo Zhiyao simply closed his eyes, and his body fell into the soft sofa almost completely, and he pretended to sleep.

The heaven-level exercises of the lower grade, Mo Zhiyao is not interested, it does not mean that others are not interested, in the auction hall, there was a sudden sound of shouting one after another, and the scene was extremely hot for a while.

In the end, under the scramble of many red-faced monks, the lower-grade heaven-level exercise that Mo Zhiyao didn't even look at out of the corner of his eyes fell into the pocket of a monk on the second floor at the price of 180,000 Xuanjing.

Even if it is a lower grade, it is also a heaven-level exercise, and in the northern Xinjiang, only the North Garden, which is rich and has Nanyuan as the backstage behind him, can take out one a year for the disciples to snatch. Of course, those exercises, the disciples who snatched them, were only practicing by themselves, and they could not take them away, let alone pass them on. Therefore, strictly speaking, the heaven-level exercises practiced by many disciples in Beiyuan are actually the same kind.

But even so, it is enough to make people blush, and the other three super strengths do not have such a deep background, which is one of the reasons why the three super strengths will send their descendants to the North Garden of the Tianjiao League.

This shows the rarity of this heaven-level exercise. But it was such a heaven-level exercise that only auctioned off the price of 180,000 Xuan Crystals, but the Blood Spirit Yin/Essence just now was sold for almost twice the sky-high price under Mo Zhiyao's snatching.

And that blood devouring also shouted out the price of 250,000 at the end, and at this point, you can also know how much importance the blood devouring attaches to that blood spirit yin/essence. So everyone understands how angry they will be when Mo Zhiyao beats his face with such a tyrant-like behavior!

In fact, although the Blood Spirit Yin/Essence was extremely important to Mo Zhiyao and Blood Devouring, it was simply useless to others, so its price was only 50,000. The value of some things, in the eyes of different people, is of course different from heaven and earth.

And the next auction items are also mostly exercises, and most of them are low-grade heaven-level. There is even a medium-grade heaven-level exercise, "Breaking the Water Flow".

Originally, even if it was a medium-grade heaven-level exercise, Mo Zhiyao was disdainful. But "Breaking the Water Flow" is a water-attribute exercise, which made Mo Zhiyao think a little. His fiancée is vast, and she is practicing the power of water spirits.

Therefore, Mo Zhiyao, who had been silent, shot again.

The price of the medium-grade heaven-level exercises is naturally expensive, and the opening price is 150,000 Xuanjing. Obviously, Mo Zhiyao is not the only one who has taken a fancy to this exercise. As a result, the price of this "Broken Water Flow" also soared all the way, until it finally soared to 250,000 Xuanjing, that is, the price that Mo Zhiyao shouted, and those people were scared back one after another.

Just when everyone was silent and Mo Zhiyao smiled slightly, a discordant cold voice came down from the second floor.

"Two hundred and eighty thousand. ”

The eyes of the audience suddenly turned over, but it was a bloody smile with a sinister face, standing at the edge of the second floor, looking at Mo Zhiyao condescendingly.

The expressions on everyone's faces suddenly became exciting. Obviously, the move of blood devouring was aimed at Mo Zhiyao.

Looking at the blood devouring above, Mo Zhiyao's eyes were cold, and then the corners of his mouth hooked up a disdainful smile, and he shouted lightly: "Three hundred thousand." ”

"Three hundred and fifty thousand!" As soon as Mo Zhiyao's voice fell, the sound of blood devouring followed closely. Everyone in the field looked at Mo Zhiyao sympathetically, this blood devouring seemed to have made up their minds and wanted to play with Mo Zhiyao.

Under the gaze of everyone in the audience, Mo Zhiyao's face obviously became gloomy, and then he shouted coldly without hesitation: "Four hundred thousand!"

Suddenly, the sound of saliva swallowing saliva sounded one after another in the audience, this mysterious black-robed young man, his net worth is really amazing.

And the most excited, of course, is the tiger on the auction table, he can't wait for Mo Zhiyao and Blood Devouring to keep shouting, shouting that he is happy with one million Xuanjing.

"Five hundred thousand!" the banter on Bloody Devourer's face became even stronger, and he looked at Mo Zhiyao below with a smile and shouted loudly. And the eyes of the audience suddenly all converged on Mo Zhiyao's body.

Mo Zhiyao's face was already gloomy to the extreme, but just when everyone thought that Mo Zhiyao would be annoyed and angry, and fight to the end with the blood, a curvature full of mockery slowly expanded between Mo Zhiyao's lips.

And looking at the smile on Mo Zhiyao's face, the original extremely proud blood, but the banter on his face gradually solidified, and faintly, as if he felt something.

"500,000 Xuanjing buy a medium-grade heaven-level exercise, hehe, is your head called a donkey to kick? I'm just idle and have nothing to shout and play, if you are willing to be the wronged boss, then take it." Mo Zhiyao clasped his hands on his chest, leaned back into the sofa, and looked at the blood devouring above with an idiot-like gaze, and said in a faint voice.

The audience fell into a dead silence for a moment, and everyone, including the tiger on the auction table, had a wonderful expression on their faces.

No one thought that the blood devouring that originally wanted to make Mo Zhiyao suffer a big loss was actually cheated by Mo Zhiyao. This black-robed young man actually played blood devouring like an idiot in front of so many people!

The playful smile and smug look on Blood's face instantly converged and turned into a hideous distortion, and the originally pale face had completely changed to the color of pork liver at this moment, and there was a clear sound of clucking teeth from his mouth.

"Little bastard, you have a kind!" The blood devoured so much that even his body trembled uncontrollably, and his eyes flashed with a vicious coldness. Even he didn't expect that he originally wanted Mo Zhiyao to suffer a loss, but in the end, he fell into it and became a complete wrongdoer.

"So much nonsense, it's not that you can't give money, right? What kind of big cloves of garlic do you put without money? Even a person like you can sit in the VIP seat?" Mo Zhiyao said lazily with the corners of his mouth hooked.

The bloody face twitched rapidly, and the green tendons at the corners of his forehead jumped so high! But in front of so many people, since he shouted out the price, if he couldn't give the money, then his face would be completely lost.

"You wait for me!" Bloodthirsty body trembled, but he could only take out a piece of Nayu with a painful face, and suddenly threw it at the tiger ben on the central auction table below. Then, he turned around abruptly and went back to the room in a rage.

500,000 Xuanjing, buy a medium-grade heaven-level exercise, as Mo Zhiyao said, it was really kicked in the head by a donkey!