Master Dan Dao

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Chapter 921: Lost and Wounded

In the side hall where the Holy Land of Light is located, Chen Feng's face is somber and watery, with a violent atmosphere, looming from his whole body. Many disciples in the Light Hall in the side hall are pale, even the atmosphere. Not afraid to breathe.

Although the light and holy land is rich, but Qiqian Lingye is also a big number for Chen Feng.

The most important thing is that he only had more than two hundred bottles of spirits this time, and this time I went for a little over half, I am afraid they will make them miss Ling Lingzhi!

And this is still his fault.

"Son……"

Behind Chen Feng, an older disciple frowned, his face also looked a bit ugly.

Chen Feng clenched his palms tightly. This time, it was really more than worth it. He wanted to embarrass Qin Yichen deliberately, but he suffered even greater losses.

He is angry!

However, here is the ancient jade tower. Even he could only break his teeth and swallow.

"Damn boy, when you get out of the holy cities, I want you to double your compensation!"

Chen Feng suppressed the evil spirit in his heart, but his eyes were still gloomy and terrible, but fortunately, he had a faint feeling that he needed it very much.

"Holy Son, do n’t worry, they are too holy and the Holy Land is a Mu Yanfeng. I'll wait for the holy Son to hold him. By then, will the kid not let you slaughter?"

Beside Chen Feng, a few disciples sneered at the corners of his disciples, said.

Hearing this, Chen Feng's gloomy face was slightly relieved. He sneered and looked at the auction table again.

At this time, the auction is obviously coming to an end.

With countless lights watching, the final finale finally appeared slowly at the auction table. This time, it was not the beautiful maid who brought it up, but an old man with white beard and white hair who took it in person.

With the appearance of this old man, the atmosphere in the entire auction venue was suddenly condensed, as if the air had become extremely heavy because of its appearance.

"Half-sage ... is he the one who spoke before?"

Qin Yichen's eyes narrowed for a moment, and he secretly admired the details of the ancient jade tower.

A piece of jade pendant like a key placed on the auction floor attracted countless fiery eyes.

The inheritance of Ling Tianda Sheng, just thinking about it, has made countless people crazy.

If it wasn't for the incomparable oppression brought by the old man next to him, and let everyone know rationally, if you do it here, it will be tantamount to finding your own way. I am afraid that many people will still be tempted to rob.

Elaine at the auction table gave a respectful gift to the old man, and then slowly said: "Ling Tianzhi, auction price, 10,000 spirits!"

As soon as this word came out, there was a stagnation in the whole audience, and then the sound of air-conditioning sucked up.

Ten thousand spirits, such a huge number, I am afraid that only those top forces can take it out.

Sure enough, only great forces are eligible to get such things.

When hearing this auction price, Qin Yichen couldn't help but look at Mu Yanfeng. Sure enough, the latter breathed a sigh of relief, apparently knowing that even if he did not lend Qin Yichen to the spirit, he would not be able to compete.

Although this price is so high that it has stopped countless people, there are still a lot of big forces that have already prepared for it.

Moreover, this kind of contention is more fierce than before, because many top powers in the front are hiding their strength and waiting for the moment.

For a while, the voices of several top powers fluctuated from time to time in the auction venues, and the soaring prices also made countless people enthusiastic.

It is only a few minutes' price. The price of Ling Ling Zhi has already reached the height of 17,000 spiritual fluids. At this time, no one can compete with it except for Xuan Wu Holy Land and Zhao Tian Holy Land. .

The Holy Land of Light has been disqualified from competition because Chen Feng used seven thousand spirits to buy the killer.

In the end, Ling Tianzhi was included in the sacrifice of Xuanmingzi, a quasi-sacred son of Xuanwu Holy Land, for 19,000 yuan.

This horrible price surprised many countless forces. Sure enough, this time the mysterious and holy land came here thousands of miles, for the Lingtian Order.

In this scene, Mu Yanfeng who watched also secretly shook his head. At this time, he knew the gap between Taihao Holy Land and other Holy Lands.

After all, like other holy land boundaries, places similar to the holy holy cities, the various benefits are equally divided into several holy holy places, but in the holy cities of the three holy holy places, the Taihao holy land can only compete for ten One-half of the right to gain was even lost to other top powers several times.

After all, the foundation of the Holy Land is too thin.

"Son, why not bargain?"

In the side hall of Zhaotian Holy Land, an elder asked a little puzzled to Lin Fengying.

19 thousand spirits, although this is a big number, but this time the Holy Lord of Zhaotian Holy Land has made a full plan. Although this price is hard to accept, it is not the bottom line of Zhaotian Holy Land.

"Hehe, Ling Tianzhi's order to Xuanwu Holy Land may not be a good thing."

Lin Fengying smiled indifferently, said.

The elder beside Lin Fengying looked at Lin Fengying and looked puzzled.

"Ling Tian Zhi is the inheritance of Ling Tian Da Sheng. Although it is known as Ling Tian Da Sheng, the word" Da Sheng "is just the world's respect for Ling Tian Sheng. He just just broke through the saint. How can it be called a great saint. "

"The Lord searched Ling Tianzhi's order and found that the true elements that can be accommodated in it are all below the level of honor, that is to say, only those who hold the imperial realm of Ling Tian's order can enter him. Heritage. "

"Although our holy land is full of talents, disciples below the honor level are also somewhat ordinary, and there are very few outstanding people. A Lingtian token is enough."

Lin Fengying smiled slightly and shook his head.

In the middle of discussion, the auction on the market has ended, and Ling Tianzhi finally fell into the hands of Xuanmingge of Xuanwu Holy Land at the price of 19,000 drops.

With the closing bell chanting, many people in the auction venue sighed and looked enviously at Ling Xuanzhi's bag.

And while everyone was still thinking about the auction and Yilin's smile, Qin Yichen stood up calmly and turned away with Feng Qianxue directly.

Chen Feng looked at their backs, and there was a flash of coldness in his eyes.

"Send someone to stare at the boy. I want to know his every move. Although he can't openly act in the holy cities, as soon as they leave, I immediately let him know that some people can't offend him!"

Chen Feng's cold voice sounded.

Behind him, several disciples nodded quickly and left.