The first thousand six hundred and seventy-one chapters crazy climb

In Box No. 3000, Lin Feng stood with his hand and stared at the void: "Everything is by means, you can't get out of the way, the **** of immortality is afraid of you, I'm not afraid, don't pretend to be here!"

When the **** of immortality heard this, his face became gloomy, and he stared at Box No. 3000 with a sneer: "Oh, do you think that with that little big **** Jin Yuan is here to pretend? Wrong, I will show you what is financial power!"

Mo Wushen Shengsheng suppressed the anger in his heart and said coldly: "Very good, boy, you are very good!" Mo Wushen's voice was gloomy and cold, and the whole figure was like a murderous **** before the violent rage.

"Master Dahai, do you buy your own baby?" Cang Yuhe stared at Lin Feng in amazement. She couldn't expect Lin Feng to directly raise the price of the spirit fruit to 100 million.

Lin Feng smiled slightly and said, "Isn't Dashendao not allowed to do this? If it is not allowed, then forget it, I will give up this auction."

Cang Yuhe smiled and said: "The son is joking. At this moment, you are the identity of the bidder, and it is not a violation of the rules."

"Haha, that's good." Lin Feng smiled slightly. He knew the true value of the spirit fruit, so he did not hesitate to increase the price. This time I am afraid that not only the immortal slaughter god, the devil without god, the sword and the devil are bidding, I am afraid Some other big powers will also join this auction.

On the auction stage, Cang Songzi showed a hint of excitement when she looked at Box 3000, and wanted to see what exactly Lin Feng was? It's a pity that he didn't dare to offend this golden master for fear of offending.

But there is a good doubt that this person should come from the twelve powers of the gods, and may even be Lin Feng from the Temple of North Desert.

Only Lin Dianzhu did things so domineering.

The smile on Cang Qingmu's face became more and more exuberant. This time the price of the **** spirit fruit would be difficult to think about. The Great God Island made a lot of money this time.

In the box of Dashendao No. 1, a man who looked like a scholar holding a folding fan, with a smile on his mouth, was the figure of the **** of the town, and this old guy came up to occupy the box 1.

"This stinky boy must have sold it, wait for me to add fire!" The town **** child looked at the void and smiled: "200 million!"

"200 million Jin Yuan!" The crowd took a breath.

"The 200 million **** Jinyuan, I heard it right, it is 200 million **** Jinyuan."

"The owner of No. 1 finally made a move. Dashendao No. 1 has not participated in any auctions for a long time, but now he bid 200 million suddenly, which is powerful!"

"With 200 million yuan of gold, the spirit fruit is worth this price."

If Lin Feng’s quotation just now seemed like a thunder and lightning, the voice of the **** of town would blast into everyone’s hearts like a nine-day **** of thunder, making everyone feel that the competition in this auction is the strength of real guns and swords. .

Lin Feng looked at Box No. 1 in amazement. He naturally didn't know that the owner of No. 1 was Shenzi Zhenzi. He naturally thought Shenzi Zhenzi wanted to directly suppress everyone. But can anyone else agree?

"Humph, 230 million!" Xian Lian Shen sneered, and glanced at the No. 1 box of Dashen Island.

"250 million!" Jian Qiumo suddenly said, without the slightest hesitation between his expressions. Everyone didn't pay attention. Jian Qiumo was the leader among the deputy chiefs of the Underworld Temple, leading the new generation of killers, he He has never missed his hand, and the wealth accumulated over the years is beyond ordinary people's imagination.

"Humph, 270 million!" Lin Feng's voice floated in the void and said, "Vice Patriarch of the Temple of Underworld, bid?"

Lin Feng and the Temple of the Underworld also have enmity, and naturally they have no good expressions against the people of the Temple of the Underworld, not to mention that he just wants to raise the price, so he has no scruples, and he has a big deal to buy it back.

Jianqiu devil held his hand and stood up: "Oh, something humble? If I want to bid for a treasure, no one can stop it. Don't irritate me, I will naturally make a move. The 280 million **** Jinyuan."

Lin Feng sneered: "Oh, I'm too lazy to argue with you, 300 million! Let's see how much money the Temple of Underworld has."

"310 million, you still don't want to follow the sword, I'm Longri Dao!" A cold voice came from the No. 2 box.

"Long Ri Dao!" Jian Qiumo's face was gloomy when he heard the name. He had a festival with Long Ri Dao.

"It's actually Long Ridao!"

"Long Ridao, the deputy head of the dragon clan."

"What a Long Ridao, so rich, so many great gods at once."

"Ah, Long Ridao's grandfather is the last **** of merit, and his old man is the boss of this dragon war."

"Sword Qiumo seems to have assassinated Longri Dao, but it failed."

"Long Ri Dao, ha ha, this guy." Lin Feng laughed in the box No. 3000. It would be happy if he pitted this Long Ri Dao. The grudge between him and Long Ri Dao was deeper.

At this moment, there is a majestic man standing in the No. 2 box of the Great God Island. His hair is shawl and his eyes are as sharp as a knife. This man is the vice patriarch of the Dragon Clan, Long Ri Dao. Long Ri Dao does not want to let this spirit fruit fall Sword in the hands of the demon.

He also needs, even if Jianqiumo wants to buy it, he must pay the price

Mo Wu Shen, Immortal Slaughter God and other boxes who decided to bid for the spirit fruit fell silent. They also knew the enmity between Long Ridao and Jian Qiu Mo.

Jian Qiumo's face was gloomy and said: "Very well, Long Ridao can't think of you in Box 2. It seems that today we are going to have a winner, 320 million!"

"320 million!" The crowd took a breath, and finally today's auction price climbed to a peak, Cang Qingmu almost wanted to cover his stomach with a smile.

"The dog bites the dog!" Lin Feng said with a smile at the corner of his mouth as he watched this scene, making a fortune this time.

"Haha, sword asks the devil, 330 million, I will accompany to the end today!" Long Ridao bit his lip and said, his expression was a bit solemn, and then he looked at the box of No. 3000 Dashendao.

Everyone in the auction house fell into silence, with a subtle atmosphere.

"Boy, make a lot of money this time!" The **** of town in box 1 scolded, "Good luck with shit."

In the box No. 3000, Cang Yuhe looked at this scene in surprise, as if she was demented. She never dreamed that the spirit fruit would be sold at such a high price, and her business greatly increased.

"Congratulations, Master Dahai." Cang Yuhe first congratulated him.

"Haha, it's a bit surprising, these two people are my opponents, if I know that I sell the spirit fruit, I must vomit blood." Lin Feng laughed, really want to appreciate the expressions of the two.

Okinawa Island likes to encounter such things the most. Once it happens, the two sides will ride a tiger and increase their prices.

Jian Qiumo's expression grew colder and colder, and finally gritted his teeth fiercely: "340 million! Do you still dare to follow the Longri Dao? Today I want this divine spirit fruit, I see who can stop it!"

A person wants a face and a tree wants a bark, and he must win if he seeks the devil with the sword. This involves the face of the Temple of the Underworld, is it possible to return to the Underworld with a face?