Ghost Mythical Pavilion, located in the middle area of ​​the Ghost Mythical City, is surrounded by large and small forces, spreading between pilgrimages and silently, declaring its dominance.

　　 "Chao Yan Lu, the reserve price is five hundred Lingyu!"

　　 "Nine Soul Flame Tooth Spider, reserve price of 20,000 Lingyu!"

　　 The vigorous voice of the auctioneer spread out one after another from the table in front, and the appearance of pieces of auction items kept the atmosphere in the pavilion in a hot state.

　　 "This auction is really boring." Sitting in the corner of the pavilion, Xiao Yang yawned lazily in the dark, and the red flames on his shoulders also narrowed his eyes boredly.

　　The items auctioned by the Ghost Mythical Pavilion may be pretty good for the ordinary spirit emperor, but with his current vision, he can't see it.

　　 However, he is not interested, and it doesn't mean that other people are too. Many low-level and intermediate-level spirit emperors spit wildly and shouted, looking very excited.

　　 "You said just now, this auction will be boring?" A child from a family suddenly looked at Xiao Yang, with endless cold in his eyes.

　　Ghost Domain Pavilion is the overlord power of the Ghost Mythical City. In the auction held here, many people are not even qualified to participate. There are people who dare to say that this auction will be boring?

　　 Being stared at by that kind of gaze, Xiao Yang was speechless.

　　 Unexpectedly, just saying a word can attract hatred.

　　 "If you don't have Lingyu, just shut up and look for your presence." Seeing that Xiao Yang was not answering, the young man gave a cold sarcasm, and then turned his head.

　　 "Mu Jie, you don't cause trouble." The woman in front of the youth said with a headache.

"Have I gotten into trouble? It's just that I can't understand him. From the moment I came in, I shrank in the corner like a beggar, and I didn't even call the price once. With this kind of stuff, I dare to say that the auction of the ghost palace Will it be boring?" Mu Jie snorted.

　　 "What do they say has nothing to do with you, you are so reckless, be careful to provoke some big people." The woman's tone was helpless.

　　 "I think he is not pleasing to the eye." Mu Jie said coldly.

　　 Big shot?

　　 Just like Xiao Yang, what kind of big shot could he be?

　　 He himself, but the second-order spirit emperor, and his family is also well-known in the ghost city, even the seventh-order spirit emperor, dare not easily provoke.

　　 "Mad Dog." Xiao Yang shook his head in his heart.

　　 This young man obviously has ulterior motives. The people standing in the corner of the ghost pavilion are all strong people in the ghost pavilion. His attitude is just to attract the attention of the strong ones.

as expected.

　　Looking at Xiao Yang's back, many powerful people in the Ghost Mythical Pavilion had a dangerous cold light in their eyes. In this city, no one dared to be disrespectful to the Ghost Mythical Pavilion.

　　 "Why don't you speak?" Mu Jie's sharp gaze fell on Xiao Yang.

　　 "Do I have any grudges against you." Xiao Yang said calmly.

　　 He and this young man have no grievances and no grudges, but the latter has always forced him to die. If he is replaced by a weaker one, once he is targeted by the ghost pavilion, he will never escape death.

　　 "What is it, what if it is not." Mu Jie's eyes were cold.

　　 shook his head slightly, Xiao Yang stopped responding.

　　 This is the first time he has encountered such a mad dog.

"It's useless." Mu Jie spit out the words coldly. Mu Jie turned his head, and the young man next to him gave a chuckle: "It's not a trap, it's not fun, unlike the last one, we were forced to get angry on the spot. , Before he even started, he was killed by the people in the ghost pavilion."

　　 "No way, this time I met a coward." Mu Jie smiled coldly, the expression on his face was extremely cruel.

　　 play?

　　 Earning the conversation between the two of them, Xiao Yang's eyes suddenly became cold. These two young people used his life as a tool for pleasure?

　　 "Since he is disobedient, after the auction is over, let's kill him personally." Mu Jie grinned.

　　 "Okay." The young man beside Mu Jie gave Xiao Yang a playful look. The smile on his face was quite bloodthirsty, as if he had already been sentenced to death for Xiao Yang.

　　 Actually, many aristocratic children have done things like taking the lives of the weak for fun.

　　 But as blatant as they are, it's rare.

　　 The auction is still going on.

"The sixth-order wind attribute spirit beast Cang Ling Xiang Zun is about the size of a pavilion. When he grows up, he is powerful enough to break the earth and crush the mountains and rivers. The starting price is 30,000 spiritual jade!" The auctioneer laughed. The way.

　　 "Thirty thousand one!"

　　 "Thirty thousand two!"

　　 "Thirty thousand five!"

　　 Excited cries resounded endlessly.

　　 Cangling Elephant Sovereign, is one of the finale items of the Ghost Mythical Pavilion this time. Many of the spiritual emperors who came here came for it, so when I called Jialai, I didn't see the slightest distress.

　　 "Is Cang Ling Xiang Zun?" Xiao Yang muttered to himself.

　　 This kind of spirit beast, he has read the record, it is said that the grown-up Cang Ling Xiang Zun is domineering and can destroy a city with one trample.

　　 The power of this kind of spirit beast is slightly better than Golden Retriever.

　　 Therefore, this price is worthy of its identity.

　　 "Five thousand spirit jade once!"

　　 "Five thousand spirit jade twice!"

　　 "Five thousand spirit jade three times!"

　　 "Deal!"

After announcing the results, the auctioneer smiled and wiped his sweat, and with his outstretched palm, he gently lifted a bottle of pill from the maid's silver plate: "Next, a bottle of six-pin pill will be auctioned. "

　　Six Pin Pills?

　　 Everyone was shocked.

　　 How precious is the Six-Pin Pill, in which auction house, it is the finale, and the ghost pavilion actually wants to auction one bottle at a time?

"This pill, called Soul Gathering Pill, is the handwriting of Xiao Yang, a former disciple of Xingyufeng. I don't need to say more about his deeds." The auctioneer laughed, the crowd below, instantly Blasted the pot.

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　　 "Wait, the soul gathering pills, a bottle?" Unlike the noisy crowd, Xiao Yang in the corner was confused. When did he practice so many soul gathering pills?

"There are ten soul gathering pills, each starts at 20,000 Lingyu. Now, the auction begins!" The auctioneer poured out a soul gathering pill and showed it to everyone. The voice of a faint smile came from his mouth. .

　　 "No!" Looking at the pill, Xiao Yang's face slowly became cold.

This pill is not a soul-gathering pill at all, but a third-grade poison source pill, which is wrapped with a layer of pill powder of the soul-gathering pill. Since the materials used to refine the two kinds of pill are very similar in properties, even some six-grade pill Teachers can't distinguish between true and false, so they can easily misunderstand the false.

　　 As for the Poison Source Pill, that is not a good thing at all.

　　 This kind of pill, in addition to poison spiritual masters, other spiritual masters refining, can eat alive.

　　 "Twenty thousand three!"

　　 "Twenty thousand four!"

Just as the auctioneer’s smile gradually deepened, a somewhat cold voice suddenly came out from the corner: "Your Pavilion auctions some medicinal pills of unknown origin. If something goes wrong, who is responsible? On the head?"

　　 (End of this chapter)