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"Long Ridao, thank you for your kindness, we have a chance to drink tea again!" Jian Qiumo said in a cold voice, his look is terrifying, his eyes are terrifying, and the gloomy murderous intent is hidden in his body.

Lin Feng in Box 3000 stared at Cang Yuhe and sighed: "You Dashendao really know how to do business. You have to gather these people before you start selling."

"Punch!" Cang Yuhe smiled and said, "My son, if there are not enough people, your divine spirit fruit might not be able to sell for such a high price."

"Haha, but I have to buy things at a high price. In the final analysis, Da Shenhuo earns it." Lin Feng said half-jokingly, Da Shenhuo's wealth came too fast, I don't know where the original Shenhuo got it.

"My son, maybe soon, you will understand a lot of things, it is impossible for the great power of the God Realm to let the Great God Island eat alone." Cang Yuhe smiled.

"Maybe." Lin Feng said with a smile.

At this moment, this figure stands in the box 36. This is a middle-aged man with a crown-like face. He is domineering and with an incomparably fierce momentum. This person is impressively the Lord Xiongtian of the Temple of Criminal Law of the North Desert Temple.

But at this moment, Tyrant Xiongtian hides his identity, and his aura is eerie and terrifying, just like a killer **** in the underworld.

"The source of the sacred fire has come out, and I must get it this time." Ba Xiongtian looked at a man next to him with his hands on his back.

This man is impressively Nan Mie Shen, the deputy master of the North Desert Temple. Nan Mie Shen has a cold expression, with an aura of being high above the sky, looking down at the world, his eyes are cold, and he is holding a cup of tea in his hand.

"You must get it, now you can't get the original divine fire from the temple, I must do everything!" Nan Mie Shen said solemnly: "What a pity the divine spirit fruit."

He originally wanted to bid for Shenlingguo, but he didn't have time to express his position. The price had already exploded, and it was too late to intervene.

"I suspect that the spirit fruit was sold by Lin Feng." Ba Xiongtian said with a deep expression.

"What? He sold it? How could it be possible!" Nan Mie said with a gloomy expression: "He will sell the spirit fruit?"

"You forgot a piece of news. He has given Ming Xiurao's daughter, Ming Xiruo, one. What's impossible." Ba Xiongtian said solemnly, "This shows that he does not lack this thing, of course it is possible. It is a token of alliance with Ming Shura."

"I don't want to see either of them." Nan Mie Shen said with a gloomy expression: "Well, I'm ready to bid for the original Shenhuo, and Lin Feng's affairs will be ignored for the time being."

"Relax, this time I return to the Beimo Temple, I will take him directly, the Dragon Race has been found out, he bribed the Dragon Race, he will inevitably be in prison this time, plus the incident last time, I will be enough to imprison him inside Hundreds of years." Ba Xiongtian said solemnly.

"it is good!"

Nan Mie Shen looked at the auction table with majesty.

At this moment, everyone in the auction house turned their attention to the auction platform, and the different reactions from all parties were in it.

Cang Qingmu looked at the changes in the expressions of the people with satisfaction and smiled: "I don't say much about the value of the original divine fire. Many daoists came from the underworld for this. In one sentence, the price starts at 10 million yuan, and every increase is not allowed. Less than 200,000 Great God Jinyuan, let’s start!"

As soon as Cang Qingmu's voice fell, many people were ready to start quoting, but a domineering voice in Box 3000 rushed in front of all of them, shocking the entire box.

"I'm paying 300 million yuan, everyone slowly increase the price!" Lin Feng in Box 3000 suddenly stared at the auction station and said loudly, sound like a storm sweeping the entire auction house.

"Khan, is there such a price increase? The Great God Island auction house should limit the price increase each time. Since there is a minimum, why not a maximum, this has been directly increased by 30 times!"

"It's number 3000 again. It's really rich and powerful!"

"This person's wrists are too domineering, and he directly smashed 300 million yuan of gold."

"Yes, I don't care about the great **** Jinyuan, 300 million yuan, the method is too ruthless, Zhentema's wealth is rich."

"People like us don't even have the opportunity to participate. I am afraid that few people in the entire auction house have the opportunity to participate in this game?"

"You don’t understand, the Origin Divine Fire is very important to people in their realm. Obviously, this person is either the leader of the twelve powers of the God Realm or the leader of the great powers of the Underworld. They are all characters who have survived the small divine calamity. It will be changed in a hundred years."

"Yes, the competition is very fierce, and the selection time of Great God Island is very accurate!"

"Boom!" Immortal Slaughter slammed an angry punch on the table, and the table shattered directly, his face was extremely gloomy, and a scarlet light appeared in his eyes.

"Boom!" Mo Wushen threw a teacup directly on the ground, staring at Box No. 3000 and revealing murderous intent. He hates Lin Feng to the extreme now, who is this servant? He began to suspect Lin Feng.

But how can a humble human race have this financial ability, not at all, and there is no idea who this person is until the identity is revealed.

Long Ridao looked at Box No. 3000 with interest, Jian Qiumo's face was uncertain, and he took a deep breath, his eyes became violent, and a fierce murderous intent emerged in his heart.

"kill!"

Jian Qiumo suddenly had the idea of ​​snatching in his heart, and he usually did such things.

In the Great God Island box, Zhen Shenzi cursed: "Who is this kid? How is his style of doing things so like him? He is 80%. I will wait and see this time."

The Origin God Fire is also very important to him.

"310 million, in Xia Nan Deshen, the deputy master of Bei Mo Temple, everyone is polite." A majestic voice came from Box 36, full of domineering, unquestionable, this domineering is born .

"Nan Mie Shen, it's really narrow!" Lin Feng said with a sneer at the corner of his mouth: "It's impossible to get the original fire.

"Nan Mie Shen, deputy master of the North Desert Temple, very good, Nan Mie Shen, I didn't expect to meet you here." Mo Wu Shen's voice is majestic, mammoth, and a fierce momentum, which does not lose to Nan Mie Shen.

Jianqiu Mosen's cold voice resounded in the void: "The God of Southern Destruction, you have also appeared. In the past few days, your Northern Desert Pavilion has been smashed and smashed. You have not come out. You are really a good master of the Northern Desert Temple. !"

"Haha, Jianqiumo, you are joking, I have already come to deal with this matter by the Lord Lin of the North Desert Temple. The result of this matter is obvious to all. If I intervene again, it will be no good." Nan Mie Shen Hahada Said with a smile.

"Oh, I have heard about this too. It is worthy of being Zhonglin Feng. The Beimo Temple should now be the five deputy heads of the temple, Dongwutian, Xiwanfo, Southern Deity, Beitiandao, Zhonglinfeng!" Jian Qiumo Faintly.

"Oh, you will know if you try it." Nan Mie Shen said in a cold tone.

"I don't know if Palace Master Lin is here!" Jian Qiumo laughed loudly: "Nan Mie Shen, didn't he come here?"