Lu Sheng looked at both of them and smiled at Zhou Yong Tan's courtesy. It was a goodwill response to his reminder. Then I focused my attention on the auction floor.

The fat man on the stage is already auctioning the fourth soldier.

It is an hourglass, and the dark red sand is slowly dripping down in it, but it seems to be indefinitely incessant. The sand on the upper side has been kept in a state of abundance, and the following has been kept empty.

"Equal hourglass, this is the most worthy of our auction house, the ability to pull the opponents who are more than twice the total amount of their own gas, to the extent of the total amount of infuriating. There are three breaths in total.

This soldier is a treasure we have found from the outside world. For this reason, we have lost a lot of precious materials and masters. It took more than three years to complete the repair. Starting price of 390,000 magic gold! The fat man on the stage shouted.

"I would like to ask the limit of this equal hourglass, should there be a ceiling? Is it true that the adults are also effective?" A thin woman asked to get up.

The inferior squadrons are far weaker than the real squadrons. Even if they fully exert their full power, they are far less powerful than the lowest gold leaf level.

Therefore, the woman’s problem has just been exported, and suddenly the following people laughed.

The fat man on the stage was not annoyed, just smiled and grinned.

"This guest is justified. This point is small. I just said that it is missing. This equality hourglass can limit the seven-grain masters and as long as the gas is enough, there is no limit to the number."

The voice of the fat man has not fallen, and immediately the bidding sounds are ringing.

"400,000!"

"Four hundred and fifty thousand!"

"Fifty thousand!"

"Six hundred thousand!"

"Seventy! Huang Jia children, you dare to fight with me??!"

"I don't really think that I am a personal thing? 900,000!"

The exaggerated price instantly rushed to the point where the road was stunned. He was almost blindly watching the crowd. Most of them were red-eyed, and they wanted to win the equal hourglass.

"All are prepared for my own children. If used in the battle of the magic army, the value of this soldier is great." Zhou Yongtan sighed at the side.

Lu Sheng suddenly understood.

On the battlefield of the Devil World, in addition to the level of the **** to make the level of the fight, in fact, more is the kill between the small soldier and the restraint. Once the equal hourglass is used, it is possible to carefully cultivate an elite squad for the elite.

Moreover, it can also be applied to the large-scale archery attack, and almost no counting, it means that it can be used one-to-many.

This **** soldier can play too much role on the battlefield.

Finally, after a fragrant kungfu, a veiled fat man got up and left, he spent a million magic gold and finally won this soldier.

This also allowed Lu Sheng to see the powerful financial resources of the real local tyrants of Mo Ling.

"That is the owner of the Zhong family. It is worthy of being an independent small outside world. The financial strength is amazing, and ordinary people can't imagine it." Zhou Yongtan shook his head and sighed.

"With envy, it is better to apply for the outside world. You have to go and you go." The fat woman spoke again.

"Is this not nonsense? If I can have more than one **** in the house to make the ancestors sit in the town, do you still envy him?" Zhou Yongtan did not have a good air.

At this time, the atmosphere of the auction house was also set to the highest, and the next one of the soldiers was past, rarely patted, and was eaten at a slightly higher price. Soon, I arrived at the Luhe sword that Lu Sheng valued.

There are only one or two people competing with him, but because the previous bidding consumes too much, it is not mentioned in the case of adding 200,000.

Lu Sheng only took a higher price than the auction price, and he got the Luohe sword.

His total worth is only 700,000 yuan, which is in the eyes of ordinary people, perhaps an astronomical figure. But in the eyes of the real big family, it is just ordinary.

Really photographed the Weihe sword, Lu Sheng was slightly relieved, and the purpose of this trick was finally achieved. He didn't want to look at the things behind him. It was enough for a soldier to have one. He couldn't use it any more.

When he got up and took the special nameplate from the auctioneer's fat man, Lu Sheng and Zhou Yongtan greeted each other and left the auction hall to go to the special Shen Bingku to receive the Weihe sword.

Soon, the gold ticket was successfully paid. Lu Sheng got a long strip of purple brocade box. In front of the auction house, he opened the brocade box with a white and long sword.

In the center of the scabbard, the word "潍河" is engraved. The sword ear is also pure white, and the upper pattern is also pure white. There is no variegation above and below the whole body, and it looks like it sells very well.

Lu Sheng closed the box and quickly left the auction house. When he walked out of the gate, he happened to see that Zhou Yong Tan, who had just spoken with him, came out, standing in a corner on the side of the gate, and A handsome young man spoke.

The two seemed to be very familiar, and Zhou Yong Tan stood on the side of the young man, with occasional exaggerated gestures and expressions. He was very good at appearance, and his posture was quite temperament. At this time, he was throwing a black short knife and was happily saying something.

The young man was very silent, his body could not cover the extravagance, his face was a little vague, apparently covered.

The combination of the two is very strange. It seems that the young people look younger and Zhou Yongtan is bigger, but the situation at this time seems more like Zhou Yongtan is a junior, and the noble youth is an elder.

Lu Sheng swept his eyes and left with a sword box.

Returning to the Qianyang Zong inner court, he closed the door and immediately went to participate in the time of the total battle. He planned to try the Weihe sword first. This kind of **** soldier born according to the place name in the field should be condensed. With less reputation, according to Lu Sheng analysis, there is a high possibility of sending power.

This is one of the key reasons why he chose the Weihe sword.

Close the door, Lu Sheng looked around, let out his own infuriating, completely shrouded the entire room, from time to time to absorb a trace of golden essence falling above, to make an illusion of cultivation.

After thoroughly checking the room for no abnormalities, he gently removed the Weihe sword from the box.

There is also a small piece of paper in the box, and the above describes carefully how to inherit the way and process of the Weihe sword.

Lu Sheng picked up the paper and looked at it.

‘Blood offerings, worship offerings, **** offerings, a total of three steps. Then you can completely own this seven-star god. Below are three ways and processes of worship.

Although the inferior sacred soldiers are not as overbearing as the Golden Leaf sects, they also require the successors to inject most of their spirit, blood, and infuriating into the Weihe sword to form a special contractual relationship based on the gods.

‘The gods have spirits, because they are born in the river, and they are born in the river, so the nature of the soldiers is extremely volatile and extremely unstable. The successor needs to communicate with the soldiers with an extremely stable will to be recognized. ’

This is the content on the piece of paper.

Lu Sheng gently lifted the Weihe sword, grasped the hilt and slowly pulled out.

hiss

The blade is covered with cold silver cold light, and the metal surface is rippling with countless waves of ripples. It seems a bit illusory and not real.

"kill and kill! drown everything! destroy everything! suffocate everything!!!" A tyrannical thought suddenly spread in the room.

It seems that there is a real buzzing sound in the ears of Lu Sheng. The air is like a bag that is tightened, and it is almost vacuumed.

A large amount of white water vapor transpires from the Weihe sword and slowly surrounds the road. Form a mist-like environment.

The sword of the Weihe River overflowed with cold light, as if the light on the sword was like water, and it spread out all around.

"The old man is a river, the word is different, the boy, want to borrow the strength of the old man? This power is enough to make you reborn, let you get rid of all the fate that could not resist.

But this requires you to pay enough. ”

"I have already understood the cost." Lu Sheng replied, "According to the specific process of the first blood sacrifice." He seriously put the Weihe sword on his knee, and then extended his index finger to control the body, forcing a drop blood.

The black and red blood drops, and the sputum drops in the middle of the Weihe sword.

"It seems that you have a good awareness, and the power of the river has become incomplete. I need you to help me collect the pieces of the Weihe sword. In exchange, I only need half of your blood. And sincere!!!! You are lying in the trough, this is blood!!!"

Lu Sheng looked at the Knee River sword, who was braving white smoke on his knees.

hiss

The blood is like an octopus that opens the tentacles, and it is madly screaming like a sucking on the sword. Lu Sheng looked at the original smooth surface of the blade, and was eroded by the blood to sink down.

"Help me!! Fast! Fast" The sound of the river sword is declining at an extremely exaggerated speed. A few breaths will change from the sound line of the old-fashioned old man to the half-residual old man who is half-dead and may rise to heaven at any time.

Lu Sheng quickly plucked the blood from the sword, letting it re-infiltrate and return to his skin and disappear. Then he frowned and stared at the black pit in the middle of the Weihe sword, and he couldn’t smile.

"call"

The Jianhe sword trembled a few times, and the remaining blood was quickly evaporated. This suddenly became a sudden, and it did not move, and then the old man was relieved of the gasp.

"I finished this **** sacrifice?" Lu Sheng asked through his mind.

The Luohe sword was silent for a while.

"Calculate that you are done." The old man's tone is full of helplessness. However, how humans may compare with the gods, this may be the beginning of his incompatibility with the blood in this person's blood, and it may be much better after the slow radiation to make it change.

"The next step is to worship, you only need to infuse my sword with infuriating gas. Half of the infuriating is enough." Luhe Jian reminded.

"Good." Lu Sheng thought that he would eventually disguise the soldiers. This sword seems to be very old and has a rich experience. It can also help a lot. So he also really wants to confirm the relationship between the two.

Anyway, he is now at the level of the Lord, and belongs to the same level as the magical blade of the gods, and is not afraid that the other party is dominant.

Lu Sheng took the hilt and slowly injected his infuriating spirit into it. He also paid attention to it, for fear that he accidentally broke the Weihe sword. After all, he bought it with 200,000 magic gold. If it is really bad, it will be a big loss.