Chapter: 5528
In the VIP seat where the Great Protector was, the young man Xu Yuan sneered again and again, squinting at Zhuo Wen who had disguised himself in the lobby, and said lightly.
He could tell at a glance that Zhuo Wen was easy to tolerate, but he was not surprised. In the lobby of the auction house, most of the monster monks were actually easy to tolerate.
After all, the lobby is no more than a VIP seat. It has the function of blocking the detection of spiritual thoughts. As long as anyone bids, he can become the focus at a glance. It is difficult to hide his identity.
In addition, Zhuo Wen's aura is indeed very ordinary, so Xu Yuan showed disdain, thinking that this person is really overthinking himself, and he is looking for death.
As Xuyuan, he naturally didn't pay attention to the Wanzong Poison King. If it wasn't for the soul-cultivating pot that he didn't need, he would have already started bidding. How could it be the Wanzong Poison King's turn to be so arrogant? presumptuous.
"Huh? What are you? How dare you bid with me?"
The VIP seat where the Poison King Wanzong was located was silent for a while, and then the poisonous King Wanzong's cold voice came, accompanied by a terrifying aura, crushing towards Zhuo Wen in an instant.
Zhuowen's surroundings suddenly became much more empty.
Many monster monks subconsciously stayed far away from Zhuo Wen to avoid being harmed.
"Wan Zong Poison King, this is Lingfeng Trading Company! Private fighting is not allowed here!"
The terrifying aura of the Poison King Wan Zong was immediately overwhelmed by waves of ripples, and there actually existed a rather powerful half-step heaven-breaking formation in this auction site.
Wan Zong Poison King frowned slightly, but didn't say anything.
Although Wan Zong Poison King is the second weakest person, and his cultivation base is stronger than Baili Jinglun, the ancestor of Lingfeng Trading Company, but he is a casual cultivator after all.
And this Lingfeng Trading Company is not simple, there is a half-step sky-breaking formation in the trading company, if he acts recklessly, he is likely to be left here, which is not worth the loss.
And the reason why many big forces are afraid of this Wanzong Poison King is mainly because this guy is a loose cultivator. If he offends such a powerful casual cultivator, this guy will stalk and deal with juniors of various forces.
Anyway, this guy has no sect influence, he is a loner, if he really offends this person, and their juniors are targeted by this person, it will be a catastrophic blow to every force.
Therefore, many powerful forces do not want to offend the Wanzong Poison King too much. Although they are not afraid of the Wanzong Poison King, it is always a big trouble, and they will not provoke it if they can.
Wanzong Poison King continued to bid: "Three million and two million, if anyone dares to bid with me again, don't blame me for being merciless after the incident!"
This is a blatant threat, and it is aimed at Zhuowen.
Everyone thought that this yellow-faced middle-aged man would shrink back and would not continue to bid with Wanzong Poison King.
Who knows, the middle-aged man was very calm, and continued to raise the price by 100,000, which made the Wanzong Poison King angry.
"You are fine! This Lingfeng Firm is not safe. If you don't pay attention after you go out, you will easily lose your wife and soldiers, and you will lose your life." Wanzong Poison King stared at Zhuo Wendao.
"Then don't worry about it!" Zhuo Wen replied lightly.
"snort!"
Wan Zong Poison King snorted coldly and stopped bidding.
Although he still has more crystals of the origin of the heavenly dao, the price of the soul-cultivating pot has already exceeded his budget, and he does not intend to quarrel with the stunned young man in the lobby.
Moreover, he had already made up his mind that after this person left the auction house, he would immediately follow him, kill him to silence him, and seize the Soul Cultivating Pot.
"Fellow Daoist, I wonder if you have enough Heavenly Origin Crystals?"
After Zhuowen took the pot of nourishing soul, Baili Qiuling stood on the stage, looked at Zhuowen with a smile and asked.
Apparently, Lingfeng Trading Company doubted whether Zhuo Wen could afford the price of the soul raising pot.
After all, the guy who couldn't even make a reservation for the VIP seats was not a well-known figure in their eyes, and they didn't believe that he really had so many heavenly source crystals on him.
Zhuo Wen looked at Baili Qiuling and found that the latter hadn't hit the hammer for a long time, so he knew that Baili Qiuling wanted to verify his purchasing power.
If he couldn't produce so many spars of the Dao of Heaven, Baili Qiuling would probably sell the soul-cultivating pot to Wanzong Poison King, and he might be arrested by Lingfeng Trading Company for cheating.
Zhuo Wen took out a spirit ring and handed it over to the staff who came down.
The staff checked it out and nodded to Baili Qiuling.
"Friend Daoist, the Soul Cultivating Pot will be yours from now on!"
Baili Qiuling smiled sweetly, and knocked down the trading hammer, and the staff member handed over the soul raising pot to Zhuowen.
The moment Zhuo Wen took over the pot of nourishing soul, he found that there were countless spiritual thoughts falling on him.
And these divine thoughts have no good intentions.
Zhuo Wen put away the soul raising pot, and sneered in his heart. It seems that he has been targeted by many people. After the auction is over, it may not be so easy for him to leave easily. JrNovels.com
He could tell at a glance that Zhuo Wen was easy to tolerate, but he was not surprised. In the lobby of the auction house, most of the monster monks were actually easy to tolerate.
After all, the lobby is no more than a VIP seat. It has the function of blocking the detection of spiritual thoughts. As long as anyone bids, he can become the focus at a glance. It is difficult to hide his identity.
In addition, Zhuo Wen's aura is indeed very ordinary, so Xu Yuan showed disdain, thinking that this person is really overthinking himself, and he is looking for death.
As Xuyuan, he naturally didn't pay attention to the Wanzong Poison King. If it wasn't for the soul-cultivating pot that he didn't need, he would have already started bidding. How could it be the Wanzong Poison King's turn to be so arrogant? presumptuous.
"Huh? What are you? How dare you bid with me?"
The VIP seat where the Poison King Wanzong was located was silent for a while, and then the poisonous King Wanzong's cold voice came, accompanied by a terrifying aura, crushing towards Zhuo Wen in an instant.
Zhuowen's surroundings suddenly became much more empty.
Many monster monks subconsciously stayed far away from Zhuo Wen to avoid being harmed.
"Wan Zong Poison King, this is Lingfeng Trading Company! Private fighting is not allowed here!"
The terrifying aura of the Poison King Wan Zong was immediately overwhelmed by waves of ripples, and there actually existed a rather powerful half-step heaven-breaking formation in this auction site.
Wan Zong Poison King frowned slightly, but didn't say anything.
Although Wan Zong Poison King is the second weakest person, and his cultivation base is stronger than Baili Jinglun, the ancestor of Lingfeng Trading Company, but he is a casual cultivator after all.
And this Lingfeng Trading Company is not simple, there is a half-step sky-breaking formation in the trading company, if he acts recklessly, he is likely to be left here, which is not worth the loss.
And the reason why many big forces are afraid of this Wanzong Poison King is mainly because this guy is a loose cultivator. If he offends such a powerful casual cultivator, this guy will stalk and deal with juniors of various forces.
Anyway, this guy has no sect influence, he is a loner, if he really offends this person, and their juniors are targeted by this person, it will be a catastrophic blow to every force.
Therefore, many powerful forces do not want to offend the Wanzong Poison King too much. Although they are not afraid of the Wanzong Poison King, it is always a big trouble, and they will not provoke it if they can.
Wanzong Poison King continued to bid: "Three million and two million, if anyone dares to bid with me again, don't blame me for being merciless after the incident!"
This is a blatant threat, and it is aimed at Zhuowen.
Everyone thought that this yellow-faced middle-aged man would shrink back and would not continue to bid with Wanzong Poison King.
Who knows, the middle-aged man was very calm, and continued to raise the price by 100,000, which made the Wanzong Poison King angry.
"You are fine! This Lingfeng Firm is not safe. If you don't pay attention after you go out, you will easily lose your wife and soldiers, and you will lose your life." Wanzong Poison King stared at Zhuo Wendao.
"Then don't worry about it!" Zhuo Wen replied lightly.
"snort!"
Wan Zong Poison King snorted coldly and stopped bidding.
Although he still has more crystals of the origin of the heavenly dao, the price of the soul-cultivating pot has already exceeded his budget, and he does not intend to quarrel with the stunned young man in the lobby.
Moreover, he had already made up his mind that after this person left the auction house, he would immediately follow him, kill him to silence him, and seize the Soul Cultivating Pot.
"Fellow Daoist, I wonder if you have enough Heavenly Origin Crystals?"
After Zhuowen took the pot of nourishing soul, Baili Qiuling stood on the stage, looked at Zhuowen with a smile and asked.
Apparently, Lingfeng Trading Company doubted whether Zhuo Wen could afford the price of the soul raising pot.
After all, the guy who couldn't even make a reservation for the VIP seats was not a well-known figure in their eyes, and they didn't believe that he really had so many heavenly source crystals on him.
Zhuo Wen looked at Baili Qiuling and found that the latter hadn't hit the hammer for a long time, so he knew that Baili Qiuling wanted to verify his purchasing power.
If he couldn't produce so many spars of the Dao of Heaven, Baili Qiuling would probably sell the soul-cultivating pot to Wanzong Poison King, and he might be arrested by Lingfeng Trading Company for cheating.
Zhuo Wen took out a spirit ring and handed it over to the staff who came down.
The staff checked it out and nodded to Baili Qiuling.
"Friend Daoist, the Soul Cultivating Pot will be yours from now on!"
Baili Qiuling smiled sweetly, and knocked down the trading hammer, and the staff member handed over the soul raising pot to Zhuowen.
The moment Zhuo Wen took over the pot of nourishing soul, he found that there were countless spiritual thoughts falling on him.
And these divine thoughts have no good intentions.
Zhuo Wen put away the soul raising pot, and sneered in his heart. It seems that he has been targeted by many people. After the auction is over, it may not be so easy for him to leave easily. JrNovels.com
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