Fantasy: I Can Summon Villains As Thugs

Compared to the chaos in the wind of the fourth patriarch of the Wang family, Huo Yaoluo's beautiful eyes bloomed in astonishment, looking at this scene in disbelief, she was also stunned, how could the painting style change so suddenly.

It seems to be because of the explanation just now.

However.

Haven't you already introduced yourself?

This first imprint of the immortal may recreate the old scene, no less than the immortal preaching, and the accompanying embryo of the emperor, as well as the supreme scriptures in the classics pavilion.

It's just that her introduction is correct, and people understand this truth, but the only thought of these quasi-emperors at that time is that the gods know that the old scene will reappear with the imprint of immortals in the year of the monkey, and whether it can be reproduced is another matter. The reappearance of the old scene is tantamount to peaking them, and it also makes them wake up immediately.

"These are true!"

"Two four billion!"

"Twenty-five billion!"

"Two six billion!"

The old Buddhist monk opened a pair of wisdom eyes full of Buddhist understanding, and there was a strange color in the exquisite Buddha eyes, and said softly to himself: "It's amazing, it's amazing, just a scripture in the classic book pavilion can wake me up and make me feel alive." Pointing, it should be one of the ancestral scriptures in the Taoist sect, maybe even the original, but I don’t know what scripture it is?"

"Imperial Court Sutra!"

"Huang Ting Jing!"

At the same time, there was another murmur.

The Six-Crown King stared at the tome that had just bloomed with visions and muttered to himself. There was an aura of royalty blooming on it, and he was no stranger to this scripture. Among the six lives he experienced, there was someone who practiced this scripture in one life. Realm of Emperors.

The vague man in the Taoist temple was also whispering, but his voice was: "Huang Ting Jing!" There are several supreme scriptures in Taoism, each with different effects, and none of the Huang Ting Jing is one of these supreme scriptures, and It is also one of the scriptures.

This discovery also made him short of breath, and he couldn't help but think back to the scriptures in the classics pavilion. There are several scriptures randomly placed like the Huang Ting Jing. One of them is the Taoist ancestral scripture, the Huang Ting Jing. Are the others also the true biography of the ancestral realm?

"Suck'''!"

For a moment, he was frightened by this bold conjecture. The ancestral scriptures of Taoism had been lost for many years. He couldn't imagine the influence and sensation that would be brought if he found one, or even several copies.

"Two seven billion!"

"Twenty-eight billion!"

"Two nine billion!"

The sound of bidding is still going on, but the vague man in the Taoist temple has ruled out all his thoughts and ignored the sound of bidding. In his eyes, even if there is no Huang Ting Jing, he should know that this is the fairy palace where a Taoist sage once practiced. It is enough for him to win it at all costs, not to mention... and the ancestral scriptures!

"Four patriarchs!"

"Four patriarchs!"

The two middle-aged supreme beings of the Wang family of the Changsheng family were dumbfounded.

Is this just watching the fat slip away?

"Nimma!" Even the good-natured Fourth Patriarch couldn't help the corners of his mouth twitching. In just a blink of an eye, he was sure that the price had already risen by a lifetime in less than three breaths.

This damn.

Who can resist.

"Are you still fighting?" Wang Xiaowu asked.

"Struggle, we must fight!" The four elders of the Wang family grumbled.

The sudden explosion of the venue not only made the people in the auction hall show stunned, even the people below the auction house who were originally sighing were also stunned. The suzerain of the Nine Dao Sect had a strange expression: "This is, the order of the auction is wrong?"

Some people questioned it before, thinking that it was because of the order, otherwise the auction would fetch a sky-high price. Looking at it now, they all expressed doubts and muttered: "Originally we were standing on the first floor, and the owner is standing on the second floor." Fifth floor!"

In addition to emotion.

They also looked at this hot scene.

The fierce collision and competition between Zhundi is still rare.

"I didn't expect that in my lifetime, I could see Zhundi with red eyes and a thick neck competing for an item!" The Lord of Taihang Mountain was full of emotions, and looked leisurely with Erlang's legs crossed.

"Three billion!"

"Three hundred and one billion!"

"32 billion!"

Obviously, the previous highest record in the auction house was broken this time in just one opening, and these people didn't realize that they were still in the midst of fierce competition.

"Amitabha, three hundred and three billion holy stones!" The old Buddhist monk chanted the Buddha's name. He was the one who competed fiercely before. He was obviously a monk, and he competed more vigorously for Taoism than anyone else.

The corner of the mouth of the blurred man in the Taoist temple twitched, and he looked at the old Buddhist monk with a dark face. Buddhism and Taoism have been inconsistent since ancient times. He felt that this old Buddhist monk was deliberately blocking him, purely to embarrass himself.

The ancestral scriptures of the Taoist sect, the site left by the sages, and even more than one ancestral scripture, if this falls into the hands of the Buddhist sect, the Taoist sect will never really raise their heads in the future, and the corner of the mouth twitched: ".||35 billion! "

"The poor monk didn't intend to compete with you, it's because this Taoist scripture is so beneficial to me!" The old Buddhist monk chanted the Buddha's name with a sincere attitude, making it impossible to see whether he was just showing off or was serious.

So much so that the two of them had completely forgotten about Lei Jieye.

Xiaoliu of the Wang family was also a little dumbfounded watching this scene. In just a few breaths, the price soared from 15 billion to 35 billion. It almost tripled. He said weakly: "Ancestor, are you still competing?" ?”

"Fight!"

"Fight!"

"Fight ass!"

The four ancestors of the Wang family were also a little bit resentful. The thing they got was so delayed, and now there is nothing left. Looking at the scene right now, the man in the Taoist temple wants to get it without bleeding a lot. I am afraid it is impossible.

"Four billion, plus ten immortal stones!" The voice of the six crowned kings suddenly opened, and he entered the fierce fighting group, causing those who had ignored them to stare at them (Wang Zhao's).

Even the guardians of the imperial mausoleum were a little stunned. They frowned and then nodded slowly. They felt that it was reasonable. It was normal for the six crowned kings of the Bronze Immortal Palace to look down on them. It would be completely different if they brought Sutra .

"Fairy Stone!"

The fuzzy man in the Taoist temple was obviously sluggish, but when he saw the frown of the creature from the forbidden zone, he eased his frown, and said calmly: "Although the immortal stone is good, what is ten yuan enough for?"

"Amitabha, four hundred and three billion, plus ten vajra fruits from the Buddhist sect!" The old monk from the Buddhist sect also spoke kindly, and took out ten golden fruits, the size of stone beads.

In fact, all the eminent Buddhist monks of the past dynasties cultivated it with great difficulty, even if the Buddhist sect survived not many, it is more than enough to use him to resist ten immortal stones.

Everyone in the arena looked at it in astonishment, and whispered in their hearts: "Now the auction has been involved to this extent?"