Panacea Porter

Chapter 477

Just when he was about to yell for the third time to let the dust settle...

Sudden.

A faint voice came from the stands,

"110 eighth-grade spirit stones."

Words fall.

Everyone was stunned, and then looked at the voice that was actually made by the person sitting in the stands, and they were all stunned.

what happened?

Are there any bids from people who are not from the Four Great Sects?
At this moment, Li Ming was also stunned.

Brother, don't make trouble, this dark blade is poisonous.

If you act recklessly, it will be bad if you will be cheated later.

But the one who reacted the most was the Emperor God Martial Sect.

Huang Tingmeng looked directly at the stands gloomily, "Your Excellency, do you have 110 eighth-grade spirit stones that can be delivered on the spot?"

The people sitting in the stands may not necessarily have this strength.

In the stands, a person wrapped in a black robe said lightly, "I have."

"Hide your head and show your tail, and still say you have it? Don't flash your tongue."

But Huang Tingmeng sneered.

In the auction, some monks specially hide their appearance in order to ensure their personal safety.

Auctions are not prohibited.

So now this person is completely covered in a black robe, unable to see his appearance clearly.

"Hehe, Huang Tingmeng, a frog in a well, dare to challenge this king?"

The person in the black robe said lightly.

Words fall.

Everyone's expressions changed.

The king?

Who is this person? !
But Huang Tingmeng's face became gloomy.

In front of him, in front of their Emperor Shenwu faction, there are really not many people who dare to call themselves the king.

"The eighth-grade spirit stone you want, I will show you a good look. Open your dog eyes and take a good look." The man in black chuckled.

follow.

The man in black flew straight out of the stands, and pieces of eighth-grade spirit stones fell like raindrops.

Just right.

110 piece.

shining.

The entire auction house was filled with these spirit stones.

Seeing this scene, everyone's eyes straightened, and they swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty.

I wipe?

Why is it that other than the four sects, there are people who can directly take out 110 eighth-rank spirit stones?

This is so...

Everyone fell into a daze.

And Li Ming gasped, feeling a little toothache...

my day.

Why did Cheng Yaojin suddenly appear out of nowhere?

He originally planned to rob the Emperor Shenwu Sect, but if the other party really competed for the Emperor Shenwu Sect, then the Canglong Zhenqi would be in trouble later.

After all, now the Emperor God Martial Sect has been able to produce one hundred eighth-rank spirit stones.

Only the devil knows how much he has left.

Although Li Ming knew that there was still a black mist mask that hadn't been auctioned yet, but when the two were added together, his financial resources might not be able to match the financial resources of the Emperor God Martial Sect who hadn't been scammed.

After all, he is fighting against the accumulation of thousands of years of the entire Emperor God Martial Sect with one person...

The gap between them is really too big.

at this moment.

The black-robed man floated in the air, and said coldly: "I don't know if the spirit stone that this king is taking out is the eighth-grade spirit stone in your mouth? Huang Tingmeng."

His tone was cold.

Also full of killing intent.

Everyone who heard this voice couldn't help but shudder.

People with terrible cultivation have such abilities.

In a word, it can make people frightened.

"can."

Huang Tingmeng gritted his teeth.

He had now vaguely guessed who this person was.

If it is really that person, then the possibility of winning the Dark Blade today will be greatly reduced.

"Okay, then you can either continue to bid, or shut up your mouth."

"Noisy."

The man in black said coldly.

Words fall.

Everyone sucked in a breath of cold air.

Who the hell is this?
Actually, in front of so many people, he directly pointed at the nose of the elder of the Emperor Shenwu Sect and cursed.

Isn't this the same as slapping the Emperor Shenwu faction in the face?
"Senior, don't be impatient, please go back to your seat."

Wan Mengju spoke at this time.

After all, he is the auctioneer of today's Yukong City auction, and he also represents the face of the Great Heaven. If an outsider is allowed to show off at the auction, wouldn't it appear that their Great Heaven is useless?

Therefore, out of emotion and reason, he would open his mouth.

It was said that the man in black robe didn't have such a bad attitude towards Huang Tingmeng, he just nodded indifferently, "Okay."

Then, all the eighth-grade spirit stones on the ground disappeared into his storage ring after he waved his hand slightly.

Seeing this scene, many onlookers felt their hearts were hollowed out.

Although none of this wealth is theirs, watching them slip away always makes people feel a feeling of being forcibly hollowed out.

emptiness!

"This senior bid for 110 eighth-grade spirit stones, the first time."

Seeing that the other party was willing to cooperate with him, Wan Mengju was also relieved.

The strength of this guy is really terrifying.

Although the man in black had never shown his strength from the beginning to the end, Wan Mengju could faintly sense that if the opponent made a move, he might not be able to block even one move.

"110 eighth-grade spirit stones, the second time."

After Wanmengju shouted the price for the first time, no one spoke for a long time.

The entire auction house seemed to have been cast with a silence spell, and it was eerily silent.

Therefore, Wanmengju could only bite the bullet and continue to bid.

at this time.

"120 eighth-grade spirit stones."

Youdao gritted his teeth.

It was Huang Tingmeng.

Words fall.

Li Ming finally let out a sigh of relief.

It's the best that the old guy is willing to bid.

At this moment, Huang Tingmeng's face was ashen.

He originally planned to forcibly deter everyone with the price of one hundred eighth-grade spirit stones, which is why he didn't raise the price slowly, because raising the price is likely to give hope to Qi Shenzong and other sects. A hundred coins in one tone will make them feel the confidence that they are bound to win.

Originally, everything went very smoothly, but Huang Tingmeng never imagined that...

Unexpectedly, an unexpected person will be killed.

Counting the nausea that Li Ming brought to the Huangshenwu faction at the beginning, this is already the third time.

Their Imperial Martial Arts faction actually suffered defeat three times in a row in one auction.

"120 eighth-grade spirit stones for the first time."

Wan Mengju continued to shout.

"130 pieces." But the black-robed man refused to let go.

The smell of gunpowder is on the verge of breaking out.

Li Ming started again, "..."

Senior, let's not do this.

If you really want a dark blade, I will kneel down to Senior Huo Ling to forge one for you, and you can pay the price at that time.

Don't cheat me at this time.

"Senior, do you have to do this?"

Huang Tingmeng couldn't take it anymore.

If they spend any more, their spirit stones will not be enough.

He directly confronted the black-robed man openly.

Seeing this, Wan Mengju stopped talking for a while.

Wanmengju knows that enough is enough.

He was able to dissuade him just now, but now that the gods are fighting, he'd better keep his mouth shut, so as not to implicate the Great Heaven.

"so?"

The man in black sneered, "What right do you have to question me?"

Huang Tingmeng was flabbergasted and held back his anger, "Senior, if you are willing to make concessions, our Emperor God Martial Sect will definitely thank you."

Words fall.

The auction house was in an uproar.

Each of them couldn't help raising a question mark in their hearts.

Who is this man in black?
Why did Huang Tingmeng keep giving in when he was pushed so hard?
Who could have the ability to make the always domineering Emperor Shenwu faction back down? !

"Thank you so much? What can you afford?" the man in black dismissed.

"That thing, maybe I can talk to our suzerain for senior." Huang Tingmeng gritted his teeth.

Dark Edge is too important.

Their Emperor God Martial Sect wants to buy the Dark Edge and study it with great concentration.

If the craftsmen in the sect can really master the technique of refining dark blades, the entire Xuanhuang World will be captured by the Emperor Shenwu Sect.

Therefore, Huang Tingmeng could not retreat, nor did he dare to retreat.

He was also afraid that if the black-robed man took the dark blade and studied its mystery, they would be the ones who would suffer.

After Huang Tingmeng's words fell.

The man in black was silent for a moment.

Seeing that no one spoke, everyone felt that the atmosphere was heavy and stagnant as if it was filled with lead.

And in the private room of Qi Shenzong.

Zhao Qianshan smiled slightly, "I think I probably know who this person is."

"who is it?"

Li Ming, who was wondering if the black-robed man could not be auctioned, asked curiously.

"Well, strictly speaking, it can't be called a human being." Zhao Qianshan pondered for a while, then spoke again.

Hearing this, Li Ming was taken aback.

It seems that if this guy is not human, then he is a monster or a ghost.

After the man in black fell into silence for a while, Fu said slowly, "Okay, but you'd better remember what you said today."

"Forget it, I'll go back and visit your Emperor God Martial Sect."

The man in the black robe fell silent.

Huang Tingmeng breathed a sigh of relief, "Okay, thank you senior."

There was some pain on his face.

Although the value of that thing is extremely high, but now the overall situation is the most important thing, we can only give it up.

After seeing the black-robed man die down, everyone shook their heads with some regret.

It seems that there is no good show of "Enter the Dragon and the Tiger".

Afterwards, Huang Tingmeng said slowly, "130 an eighth-grade spirit stone."

Words fall.

The expression on Huang Tingmeng's face was not to mention aggrieved.

He could have won it with a hundred pieces of eighth-grade spirit stones, but now he is in a state of embarrassment. He has to pay extra to please the black-robed people, and he has to pinch his nose and spend another eighth-grade spirit stone.

He wanted to add only one first-grade spirit stone.

But when the time comes, I still don't know what it will look like to be ridiculed.

In this case, he could only admit it silently.

Seeing this, Wan Mengju quickly ended his shouting.

"Congratulations to the Emperor Shenwu faction for obtaining the dark blade at the price of 130 pieces of eighth-grade spirit stones. Please also deliver it on the spot."

Words fall.

Huang Tingmeng's face became even uglier, as if he had eaten shit.

Cheng Yuanyuan, who was in the private room of the Xuandan Gate, had a solemn expression, "This time the Emperor Shenwu Sect has mastered another big killer."

Mingyin nodded, "Yes, suzerain, it seems that there will be some troubles in the future."

Murong Qin, who was in the private room of Tianjimen, smiled lightly, "Li Gui, you have gained a lot now, right?"

(End of this chapter)