The "Divine Blood Stone" was murderous, and the whole stone was like a ruby, flowing with strange red blood. This is the blood of the gods, dazzling, but also full of endless dangers, if a cultivator accidentally approaches, I am afraid that it will be directly exploded by the murderous aura in the "Divine Blood Stone".

But this kind of murderous aura is beneficial and harmless for the "Killing God" Killing Thousand Army, the Qi Lei he cultivates himself is a kind of "Killing Thunder", in order to kill the Tao, the more he kills, the more crazy he kills, the faster his cultivation will grow.

"Killing the gods", walking between hell, is synonymous with death, and combined with the "Divine Bloodstone", which is also a killing holy object, it is conceivable how the cultivation of the Killing Thousand Armies will be improved. If it does get to that point, the consequences are absolutely unimaginable.

It is absolutely impossible for Hui Wu to allow the Killing Thousand Army to take pictures of the "Divine Blood Stone", if it was in normal times, I am afraid he would have been unable to resist snatching it a long time ago, but at this time at the Treasure Gathering Conference, even if Hui Wu dared to fight again, he would not dare to snatch it under the nose of the Treasure Pavilion.

That's a broken rule, even the Great Zen Temple can't tolerate him. Therefore, he has only one way, and that is to use Lei Yuandan to crush the thousands of troops and let him return defeated.

"Stinky bald donkey, are you going to fight again?" Killing thousands of troops was murderous, and a stream of blood light poured out of his body, shining in all directions, without the slightest heat, only deep coldness.

Killing has become the instinct of killing thousands of troops, and every move can trigger the most primitive murderous aura. He is like a sharp sword to the extreme, the blade is pressing, and the murderous aura alone is unbearable.

"Poof!" Some cultivators who approached couldn't stand that breath, opened their mouths and spurted out a mouthful of blood, and cracks appeared on their bodies, which were very weird, as if there were netherworld messengers walking in the world, ruthlessly harvesting life.

Blood, flowing, slaughtering thousands of troops stood in the middle of the venue, like a god of war, looking down on the world.

"It's so murderous. Lei Yu frowned slightly, although this Killing Thousand Army was only a third-order cultivator of the Thunder Infant Stage, but the feeling given to Lei Yu was even stronger than that of a mid-stage cultivator of the Thunder Infant Stage, it was an invincible will, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't make up for the gap between the two sides.

The sword, unsheathed, has a murderous aura all over the audience!

"Amitabha, it's not that the poor monk wants this 'divine blood stone', but that this 'divine blood stone' can't fall into the hands of the donor. It's better than this, as long as the donor doesn't compete for this 'Divine Blood Stone', then the poor monk will naturally not make a move, what do you think, donor?"

Hui Wu's demeanor was calm, his aura was not as arrogant as Killing Qianjun, but it was more restrained, but this did not mean that Hui Wu's cultivation was worse than that of Killing Qianjun.

Streams of pure Buddha power poured out of his body, colliding with the murderous aura of the Killing Thousands Army, making bursts of "crackling" sounds, and the two sides competed against each other, and no one could move the other.

"Two, this is the Treasure Conference, if you have any grievances, please leave here and settle them yourself, otherwise, sit down obediently for the old man. ”

Bai Mei's slightly annoyed voice sounded, his hair was white, and the two white eyebrows were particularly eye-catching like a kind old man, but the moment he spoke, a powerful power rushed to his face, and that kind of power was stronger than the breath of Ji Qianjun and Hui Wu combined, as if there were mountains pressing down, and he couldn't breathe.

As the pavilion master of the Imperial Capital Branch of the Treasure Pavilion, Bai Mei's strength is absolutely strong, he is a cultivator in the late stage of the Thunder Infant Stage, and he is only one step away from the peak. Although at the booth, he resembled a philistine businessman, but once someone did not follow the rules of the Treasure Chamber, he would show his sharp claws and turn into a tiger and leopard to drive out the intruding jackals.

Killing Qianjun and Hui Wu are both first-class geniuses, but compared with Bai Mei, the difference between the two of them is more than one or two points.

The higher the realm, the greater the gap in cultivation. Perhaps at the beginning, a cultivator in the early stage of the Thunder Qi Period might be able to defeat a mid-stage cultivator with a few thunder soldiers and a few thunder talismans, but when it comes to the Thunder Infant Stage, this possibility is almost zero.

Of course, it is not excluded that some geniuses can fight across levels, but being able to cross two small realms can be described as pitifully rare from ancient times to the present. Killing thousands of troops, Hui Wu is no longer a genius, and it is impossible to confront the late stage cultivators of the Thunder Infant Stage.

"Kill Qianjun and Hui Wu, you two are also people with status, the old man thinks that you are a first offender, and he can let you go, but if you don't listen to the advice, don't blame the old man for being ruthless. In the Treasure Pavilion, everyone who comes is a guest, but if you think that the Treasure Pavilion is weak and can be bullied, then you are very wrong, remember, there are some things that even you cannot do. ”

Bai Mei smiled coldly, his two long eyebrows trembled, and he looked a little funny, but the strong man he exuded from him was undoubted.

The majesty of the strong cannot be blasphemed!

"Yes, Baimei senior!" Killing Qianjun and Hui Wu were stunned in their hearts, knowing that this was Bai Mei's anger, the expression on his face changed, and he wanted to say something, but he couldn't do it at all. Compared to the white eyebrows, they are the real weakling, and in front of the strong, it is better to be respectful.

One black and one gold, two rays of light shot out in various ways, flying to the third layer, killing Qianjun and Hui Wu finally succumbed to the white eyebrows' yin power and had to stop, but everyone knew that this was not the end, just the beginning, and next, another "fight" would be carried out, and it was very cruel and endless.

"Fellow Daoists, let you see the joke, now that the dispute has been resolved, let's continue to auction! This 'Divine Blood Stone' has a reserve price of 10 million Lei Yuan Dan, and the Killing Daoist Friend bids 10 million, which Daoist friend bids higher than the Killing Daoist?"

Bai Mei's face regained a smile again, but the eyes of everyone looking at him were different, although he was still the auction host, but the people who had just felt the majesty of Bai Mei were instinctively a little afraid in their hearts, the powerhouses in the late stage of the thunder infancy were too powerful, and they were far inferior.

"Thirteen million Lei Yuan Dan!" As soon as Bai Mei's words fell, Hui Wu's voice sounded, he made it clear that he wanted to compete with the Killing Thousand Army for this "Divine Blood Stone", even if it was worth paying a big price.

"Sixteen million!" followed suit, and the army of slaughter was not far behind. The "Divine Bloodstone" is too important to him, and there is no room for error, and it is no different from Hui, and he must definitely get this "Divine Bloodstone" in his hands.

"Nineteen million!"

"Twenty-two million!

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"Twenty-five million!"

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"Thirty million!"

The fierce bidding sound came and went, and before Bai Mei could speak, the voices of Killing Qianjun and Hui Wu rang out, ignoring Bai Mei's host, and Bai Mei was also happy, standing aside, watching the two bidders in a bystander attitude.

"Divine Blood Stone", contaminated with the blood of the gods, has experienced thousands of years, and is extremely precious. This is a supreme treasure, and it is of great significance to both of them.

As a result, the most fierce bidding at the Treasure Conference began, and both sides were determined to win, and with a large number of Lei Yuandan as support, the battle was quite fierce.

The price rose directly from the reserve price of 10 million Lei Yuan Dan to 30 million Lei Yuan Dan, breaking the previous record of 20 million Lei Yuan Dan held by Lei Yu, and this price is still rising.

"It's normal for Hui Wun's ability to have so many Lei Yuandan, after all, he has the support of the Great Chan Temple behind him, with the power of a sect, this Lei Yuandan is nothing at all, but as a scattered cultivator, how can he have so many Lei Yuandan, is there also a huge force behind him?"

When the two were bidding, Lei Yu also fell into deep thought. According to his understanding, the Killing Thousand Army is just a casual cultivator, even if he kills more people and gets more treasures, there must be a limit, like this, raising the price at any cost and consequence, and the one who fails the most must be him.

It's just that, up to now, the Killing Thousand Army is still not in a hurry, and Hui Wu has no more bids, so he follows the bids closely, always pressing Hui Wu's head. He seemed to have no fear, and he was not afraid of being useless at all, and Lei Yuandan would crush him to death.

"Amitabha, the donor has to think it through, and it will not be beneficial for either of us to continue to compete like this. Hui Wu frowned, his shiny and round head flashed with the light of wisdom, as if he was an enlightened monk, and there were Buddha's principles in the movement and stillness.

"Bald donkey, Buddha and demon are not separated, since you think I am a demon, then one of you and me will die. Needless to say, I can still bear this Lei Yuandan, so you can continue to make moves!" "The Killing Thousand Army was domineering and unruly, carrying a dark red killing sword, and a powerful murderous aura surged towards Hui Wu.

"Amitabha, since the donor is obsessed, then the poor monk doesn't need to say more. Just ask the donor to take it, thirty-five million Lei Yuan Dan!" Hui Wu's tone was flat, the clouds were light and the wind was light, and he waved his hand to disperse the murderous aura that killed the thousand troops.

The cultivation of the two is about the same, and they can't kill each other in many battles, so this murderous aura doesn't matter at all. He opened his mouth and added another five million Lei Yuan Dan, which made the cultivators gasp.

This is the real big sect atmosphere, spending five million in the blink of an eye without even blinking an eye.

"Thirty-five million is already half of my total net worth, but Hui Wu spent it without blinking an eye, this background is too amazing. Lei Yu sighed in his heart, the Great Chan Temple has experienced tens of millions of years, and the heritage is incomparable, and it is by no means comparable to him, an upstart.

"Bald donkey, if you want to crush me with Lei Yuandan, then I'll let you see my wealth. Fifty million Lei Yuan Dan, I want this 'Divine Blood Stone'!"

When the army made a move, the price was raised to 50 million, which was a full increase of 15 million. Compared with Hui Wu's methods, the methods of killing thousands of troops are more domineering, more powerful, and more shocking.

It is a full increase of fifteen million, which is three times that of Hui Wu, and only a crazy person like Killing Qianjun can do it. It can be seen from this that he is determined to obtain the "Divine Bloodstone".