Just when everyone was gearing up.

In the No. 1 box of the auction hall, a sinister voice sounded.

"The disciples of the Ye family in Xia Cangzhou, I would like to ask all of you to show some respect. My Ye family would like to thank you all here."

The voice just fell.

The auction hall suddenly became audible.

In box seven.

Chen Daoxuan only felt that a strange atmosphere was brewing in the auction hall, and the fiery atmosphere that was just harmonious was no longer at all.

on the auction table.

Hearing this, the old man of the Zhou family suddenly turned gloomy, but he seemed to be afraid, as if he dared to be angry and did not dare to speak.

Seeing that everyone didn't speak, the voice in Box No. 1 rang again: "In this case, Ye Mou would like to thank you all for your love."

The Ye family cultivator cupped his hands proudly and said proudly, "Ten thousand spirit stones!"

The old man of the Zhou family on the auction platform had an ugly face, but because of the rules, he still said solemnly: "The guest in Box No. 1 bid 10,000 Spirit Stones, is there anyone who has bid higher?"

He asked several times in a row, but no one answered.

Seeing the Zhou family's constant inquiries, the Ye family cultivator in the No. 1 box became impatient and urged, "Fellow Daoist Zhou, please hurry up, didn't you see that everyone gave up bidding?"

The old man of the Zhou family ignored him and continued to inquire there.

This time, the face of the cultivator of the Ye family's foundation turned completely ugly.

He wanted to attack, but he seemed to take into account that this was the Zhou family's territory, so he had to endure his unhappiness.

In box seven.

Chen Daoxuan suddenly heard a rapid gasp beside him, he turned around, and saw the thirteenth uncle Chen Xianhe with a grim expression on his face.

"Uncle Thirteen, what's wrong with you?"

Chen Daoxuan said with concern.

"Ye family! Ye family!"

Chen Xianhe groaned in pain, like a madman.

Chen Daoxuan had never seen Uncle Thirteen who was always amiable and amiable in front of him, showing such great killing intent.

He seemed to understand something, turned his head to look in the direction of Box 1, and said solemnly, "My Chen family has a grudge against the Cangzhou Ye family?"

"Have a grudge! A **** sea of ​​hatred!"

Chen Xianhe's eyes were red, his eyes were cracked, and he gritted his teeth.

Hearing this, Chen Daoxuan made a decision in his heart.

Just when he was about to make a bid.

A rough voice resounded in Box No. 6 next to him: "Wait a minute, who said no one has bid? Lao Tzu bid 11,000 Spirit Stones!"

Hearing these arrogant and domineering words, the stagnant atmosphere in the auction hall was completely broken.

"Twelve thousand and one spirit stones!"

"Think about it clearly, fellow Daoists, do you really choose to be my enemy of the Ye family?"

Seeing this situation, the Ye family cultivator in Box 1 became anxious and threatened in public.

At this time.

The rough voice in Box No. 6 sounded again: "Hey, old man Zhou, there are people who are always threatening us, do you care about the Zhou family?"

heard.

The old man of the Zhou family said with a sullen smile: "Please also ask the guests in Box 1 to follow the rules of this auction house, otherwise I will have to invite you out."

Inside box one.

Ye Xiuchen's face flushed red, his whole body was full of real energy, as if he was about to take action in the next second. As the largest immortal family in Cangzhou, when has the Ye family been so humiliated by others?

But thinking that this is Guang'an Mansion, and thinking of the embarrassing situation of the Ye family over the years, Ye Xiuchen had to endure it.

"Thirteen thousand spirit stones!"

According to the auction rules, he set a price that made him extremely painful.

"14,001 Spirit Stones!"

"you…"

Hearing the disgusting sound of bidding in Box No. 6, Ye Xiuchen couldn't bear it any longer, he stood up suddenly, and the power belonging to the Foundation Establishment cultivator exploded.

Affected by this power, Chen Daoxuan, who was sitting in Box No. 7, only felt a huge sense of panic rising from the bottom of his heart.

"How is this possible?"

Chen Daoxuan was a little unbelievable. He knew that his strength was far from being the opponent of the base-building cultivator, but he did not expect that he could not even bear the aura of the base-building cultivator.

This is too exaggerated!

Chen Daoxuan admitted that although his cultivation was only at the fourth level of Qi Refining, his strength was definitely not weak among Qi Refining cultivators, and could even be regarded as the top level.

The first-order high-grade magic weapon, the Flying Snow Sword, the "Wind Chasing Sword Art" of the Perfect Realm, and the "Rain Covering Sword Art" of the Dacheng Realm.

As far as explosive power is concerned, Chen Daoxuan definitely belongs to the top level among the cultivators in the Qi refining period. The only shortcoming is that it is not durable enough.

Even so, he couldn't even hold the momentum of the Foundation Establishment cultivator, let alone the two confrontation.

Chen Daoxuan reckoned that if the two really fought, the Foundation Establishment cultivator would likely kill him with a single sword.

He thought that he had just wanted to intervene in the competition for the foundation-building cultivators, and he couldn't help but feel a little scared.

No matter how safe Guang'an Mansion is, if this cultivator of the Ye family becomes angry and kills him on the spot, will the Zhou family kill this cultivator of the Ye family foundation for his little Chen family cultivator?

Probably not.

After all, the Ye family was the largest immortal-cultivating family in Cangzhou, and the ancestor of the family was a genuine Jindan cultivator.

How dare the Zhou family provoke such a great enemy for him?

In the end, the Zhou family suppressed the matter and pretended that nothing happened.

As for the life and death of his little Chen family cultivator, who would care?

Thinking of this, Chen Daoxuan couldn't help but feel a chill. Although he didn't know the enmity between the Chen family and the Ye family, he thought it had something to do with the twelve cultivators of the Xianzi generation who died in battle fifty years ago.

Thoughts flipping.

The scene suddenly changed again.

"What? Is this the character of the Ye family cultivator? Can't afford the price and want to force it?"

Inside Box No. 6, a rough voice sounded again, and this voice was accompanied by a more terrifying aura than Ye Xiuchen.

"Little brat of the Ye family, others are afraid of your Ye family, but I am not afraid of Lei Zhen!"

"Seventh-floor cultivator of foundation building!"

"It's actually a late foundation-building cultivator!"

"..."

The auction hall suddenly became a mess as the two of them rattled their swords.

Ye Xiuchen felt the other party's cultivation in the late stage of foundation establishment, and panic flashed in his eyes.

But thinking that this is Wan Xinghai, the Guang'an Mansion of the Zhou family, not the chaotic battlefield of Izumo.

Ye Xiuchen let go of his heart slightly, and he said sternly: "Humph! No wonder the cultivators of the Yun Country call me cultivator Wan Xinghai an overseas cultivator, it's really vulgar!"

As everyone knows, this map cannon completely angered the base-building cultivators present.

Chen Daoxuan found that even one or two qi refining cultivators joined the bidding.

Things have now turned into a complete farce.

Ye Xiuchen knew in his heart that he would not be able to buy the water spirit beads of the Zhou family today no matter what.

"Humph! My Ye family has learned how to treat guests in Guang'an Mansion today. I, Ye Xiuchen, keep this humiliation in my heart!"

After speaking, he threw his hands and walked away.

Seeing the Ye family cultivator leave, everyone cheered like a triumphant soldier.

"Go away! What **** Ye family cultivator!"

"The trash who fled in fear of the battle, dare to come to my Guang'an Mansion to be savage!"

"..."

Hearing the accusations of the many foundation-building cultivators in the auction hall, Ye Xiuchen's face was blue and he didn't say a word.