The Legend of Douba Resurrection

"An eighth-grade elixir of the eight-color pill."

Following the quotation, the ancient hall immediately fell silent. This price was already close to the psychologically expected price of many people present, and if it was increased, it would be bloody for every bite.

"This person should be the boss among the three ghosts of the scorpion demon. He should have just stepped into the peak realm of the nine-rank Dou Zun. We will teach him how to behave later."

Yao Lao turned his head and smiled lightly at Xiao Yan.

"it is good."

Xiao Yan nodded happily and said.

Xiao Yan said that he likes watching Yao Lao slap his face and pretend to be aggressive the most. After all, Yao Lao pretends to be aggressive. There are more pills and higher grades than anyone else.

Anyway, after this set of procedures, Yao Lao can almost be said to be invincible all over Zhongzhou.People with higher cultivation than him don't have as much money as him.Those who are richer than him do not have a higher level of cultivation than him.

What is textbook pretense?That's it!

Yao Lao pretends to be the deadliest!

"Two eight-color elixir pills."

A strong man in the corner gritted his teeth and shouted.

"Three eight-color elixir pills of the eighth grade."

The skinny old man who was previously hidden in the cloak immediately raised his price.

The rate of price increase is quite fast, and it seems that the purchase intention is very strong.

Well, Baojianshan also likes this kind of customers the most.

Old Baoshan murmured silently in his heart.

There was a slight silence in the ancient hall, and the old man Baoshan said in a timely manner: "Three eight-color pills and eight-grade pills, do you have any more..."

"Five eight-color elixir pills of the eighth grade."

A thick middle-aged male voice interrupted old Baoshan.

Not only was Baoshan old man not angry, but he smiled and closed his mouth first.

"It's you again? Arrogant boy, just now you cut off the old man's Vajra Glazed Body, and now you want to cut off the old man's ancient painting of the pure lotus demon fire?!"

The old man who was wearing a cloak and could vaguely tell that his figure was a little thin was staring fiercely at Yao Laodao.

Well, the voice of the middle-aged man, to him, the old man, isn't it "arrogant boy".

ps: first update

Chapter 670

Hearing the words, Yao Lao turned his body slowly, looked at the skinny old man and said indifferently: "Why are you so poor at the auction?"

"boom!"

The atmosphere on the field immediately became lively, and many people immediately laughed out loud.

Those who dare to come here don't have two real kung fu in their hands, they are not afraid of the scorpion demon, and they are not afraid of being troubled, whoever is afraid of whom!

"You! Brat, do you dare to reveal your identity!"

The scorpion demon looked at Yao Lao coldly.

"I said, don't you take my Baojian Mountain too seriously?"

The old man Baoshan looked quite calm.

"Buzz!"

At the same time, a unique fluctuation unique to a saint-level existence quickly spread in the ancient temple.

"Half-holy powerhouse! It's the semi-holy powerhouse of the three sects who made the move!"

Feeling this strange fluctuation, the hearts of all the people trembled, and the noise of the ancient temple gradually disappeared.

Perhaps the old man Baoshan reminded Yao Lao, and Yao Lao calmly repeated again: "Five eight-color pills of eight-grade pills."

Before the old man Baoshan could speak, the scorpion demon said viciously: "I am sure to get this ancient picture, keep following, six pieces!"

"Eight."

Yao Laohun continued to quote indifferently, without any disturbance in his tone.

"Nine!"

"Eleven."

Every time Yao Lao increases the price, he will inevitably increase the price by two pieces, while the Scorpion Devil can only increase the price by one piece each time, which seems a bit embarrassing.

The meaning of Yao Lao is actually very simple:

I am rich!I just want to smash you to death with pills!

"Whoa!"

The big scorpion demon with red eyes suddenly stood up like a gambler about to lose, and the wooden chair under him made a slightly harsh rubbing sound.

The old man Baoshan narrowed his eyes and looked at the big scorpion demon, but he didn't speak.