Martial Peak

By the time Yang Xianxu was flying, on that high platform, the beautiful woman auctioneer had already begun to preside over the auction of the first virtual secret.

Because of the Liuyan Sandy Land, and because of the scarcity of virtual secrets, even the Twelve Treasure House took out the twelve treasures for exhibition at one time, it still could not stop the enthusiasm of the strong men in the big private rooms to bid, but it was more exciting. They must have the determination.

There are only twelve secret treasures under the virtual-level secret treasures, and they will be gone when sold out.

Yang Kai heard the dull bidding of Lei Taizong's Fang Tianzhong's bidding, the chic price increase of Zhan Tianmeng's Qu Changfeng, and the silvery bell-like voice of Yin Su Die of Liulimen, as well as other forces. Young Junyan's contention, these rising stars seem to want to buy some self-defense inferior secrets to prepare for entering Liuyansha.

The virtual treasures of the virtual class with the starting price of 100,000 Shengjing were immediately raised to 600,000, and the sound of the price increase was still in the ears.

Suddenly, Yang Kai found that he underestimated the purchasing power of these big powers and wealthy riches, such as the Dark Star, and underestimated the preciousness of the virtual treasures here. He thought that a holy king-grade high-grade thirty-five thousand or so holy crystals should be able to It's almost like selling two or three hundred thousand.

But the fact is not the same thing at all.

Although there is only one grade difference between the virtual lower grade and the Saint King upper grade, the price is totally different.

Thinking carefully, Yang Kai understood.These great forces do not lack purchasing power. The accumulation of many years has given them a large number of Holy Crystals. What they lack is the opportunity to see good things. Once they appear, even if they spend a lot of Holy Crystals, they will not be distressed.

The virtual treasure of the lower grade is such a good thing. On the dark star, the highest level of the refining master is the virtual grade of the lower grade, but they cannot succeed in refining a secret treasure like Yang Yan.

Like the alchemy master, the refining master also has a great chance of damage when refining secret treasures. Once damaged, not only can no secret treasures be refined, but all raw materials will also be lost.

The chance of damage to the raw materials is high, and the price of the virtual treasure is naturally high.

The first virtual treasure of the inferior grade quickly broke through the price of the million sacred crystals. Although the bidders are gradually getting less, there are still people who are considering the price increase.

Yang Kaiben wanted to see how much the secret treasure could sell, and suddenly looked, and whispered to Yang Yan and Concubine: "I will go out and come back immediately."

The two women gave him a stunned look without asking much, but nodded gently.

Yang Kai quickly left the private room on the 13th, went straight out of the Jubao Building, and lingered in a shop opposite the Jubao Building for a while, so that no one could flood into the crowd on the left.

Although he has been paying attention to the progress of the auction, he has not relaxed his observation of the warrior who had previously taken the residual picture. The appearance of the twelve virtual treasures made the atmosphere in the auction hall high, taking advantage of most When people's attention was attracted by the virtual secret treasure, the first-level fighter of the Holy King who got the remnant figure quietly left the auction hall.

Obviously he thinks this is a good chance to get away!

Before he spent 100,000 Shengjing, he firmly grabbed the remnant picture, which had already attracted many people's ideas. If he was not afraid of attracting more people's attention, he would have left.

But it was too late to go now, and a warrior like him should not have robbed the broken picture at all.

Yang Kai ’s consciousness is comparable to that of returning to the virtual realm. It is naturally easy to monitor such a person. He will never let him out of his sight. Moreover, Yang Kai also found that many people have the same plans as themselves. After leaving Jubao Building by themselves, one martial arts after another quietly exited, all trailing behind the master of the remnant picture.

Yang Kai was speechless for a while. He thought that not many people would pay attention to the warrior except himself. But now he knows at a glance that it is not that people do not pay attention, but everyone is quietly paying attention.

The forces behind these people clearly think that the owner of the residual picture has more than one residual picture. Once there are two residual pictures, you might get useful clues.

Yang Kai's face was black. Although there was no good way to grab the residual pictures, it was impossible for him to give up that way. After all, Yang Yan was sure to have a residual picture.

Although the owner of the remnant figure deliberately concealed his breath along the way, and tried to make the look as usual, but he was a little holy king, how could he escape the eyes of many masters.

After a joss stick, he left Tianyun City, and then, one figure after another followed.

Yang Kai fell on the last side, although many people's consciousness swept him, and many of them returned to the virtual realm, but no one cared about Yang Kai's small role.

Fifty miles west of Tianyun City, Luomapo.

Here is a desolate, hills with strange stones, and then go forward, it is a chaotic stone forest, there is definitely a good place to kill more people.

Ge Xiong didn't notice that someone was tracking himself, but even if he noticed, there was no way to get rid of it, because he clearly knew why these people were staring at themselves.

His legs were trembling, his face pale, and he wished to slap himself fiercely.

This time Jubaolou held an auction in Tianyun City, he finally bought a sign for admission from a friend for a large price, and also brought all his holy crystals that he had accumulated for so many years, that is, he was preparing for the auction. Buy a good thing and improve your strength.

But the good things were not bought, and the ghost messenger badly bought a broken picture back. God knows how to congest his brain at that time, and shouted the high price of 100,000 Shengjing.

That was all his savings, but also the accumulation of generations of his ancestors.

If he was given another chance, Ge Xiong vowed that he would never go to this muddy water. Whoever loves to buy the broken picture will never buy it.

Unfortunately, it's too late to regret anymore. Walking on the Lok Ma Po, Ge Xiong felt chilly behind him, as if there were countless pairs of eyes staring at him in all directions.

He didn't even dare to give birth to the idea of ​​Xing Shuo's distant escape. He was sure that once he took out Xing Shuo, he would die here in the next moment.

Looking up and seeing the chaotic stone forest ten miles away, Ge Xiongdun stayed at his pace and dared not go any further. When he walked there, he was also dead!

A gust of wind blew Ge Gexiong's clothes and hunted. Ge Xiongben's collapsed tight nerve finally reached the limit. He knelt down with a thud and cried out loudly against the wind: "Seniors Let ’s just pass the life of the juniors! The juniors are confused for a while. You should n’t buy that residual picture. You ’re going to kill me, I just broke through the Holy King Realm and do n’t want to die! ”

The roar of the wind blew Ge Xiong's cry to a certain extent, making this desolate place even more eerie and strange.

There was no movement in all directions, and Ge Xiong knew that those people were not afraid of themselves, but scrupulous about each other!

He couldn't bear it anymore, he quickly took the residual picture out of his space ordination, held it high in his hand, and displayed it in the wind, and continued to shout: "The residual picture is here, if all the seniors want it, although Come and get it, don't take the lives of juniors! "

Although no one showed up, Ge Xiong clearly noticed that an invisible coercion blasted from all directions, all sweeping over the remnants of his hand, and then quickly returned it.

Ge Xiong continued to cry and beg for mercy, and after a while, he shouted again: "Seniors, I put this remnant picture here, whoever wants to take it, will the juniors leave first?"

No one answered.

Ge Xionglian shouted three times, and then he deceived himself: "You have no opinion, then the younger generation will leave."

With that said, he put the residual picture on his hand on the ground, took a stone and pressed it, and slowly stood up.

As soon as he turned around, he suddenly saw a young man standing behind him, and he was so scared that Ge Xiongpo passed through and knelt down again. The young man's body and armor turned halo, and it was not an ordinary person at first sight. There are two masters with cold looks standing behind them, inferring from the breath revealed by these two people, this must be two strong men returning to the virtual realm.

"You think it's an auction here, the deal is done after three calls?" The youth sneered.

Ge Xiong quickly waved his hand and said, "Don't dare to dare, this young master laughed, but I shouted here for a long time and no one took care of me. This young master, I left the broken picture here. If you want, Despite taking it, just do n’t kill me. "

"You are not qualified to bargain with me!" The young man was unimpressed, and motioned for the strong man behind him to pick up the broken picture.

He didn't want to come out so early, because there were at least more than thirty people ambushing on the Lok Ma Po, but at the sight of this cowardly Saint King Realm who was about to leave, he still didn't hold back and came out first.

A man behind him came back to the virtual realm, picked up the remnant picture, and checked and nodded: "It was the one that appeared at the auction."

As he spoke, he handed the residual picture to the youth.

The young man took it, and threw it into the space ring, looking at Ge Xiongdao: "Show me your space!"

"Ah?" Ge Xiong froze for a moment. It seemed that he had encountered robbery for the first time. Although he was unwilling, he did not dare to resist. He obediently took the space ring and handed it to the young man.

The young man swept the space ring with his consciousness, his face suddenly gloomy and yelled angrily: "You don't have any remaining pictures?"

"I didn't say yes ..." Ge Xiong weakly defended.

"Fuck!" The young man was furious, kicked on Ge Xiong's stomach, kicked him to the ground, and gritted his teeth: "You don't have any remaining pictures, why should you bid?"

"Isn't that pretty woman saying that the residual picture contains the earth-shattering wealth, top-level exercises and secrets?" Ge Xiong was aggrieved to death, just because he heard the beauty auctioneer's words, he got his brain out The price is one hundred thousand.

"She said you believe it?" The youth looked awkward, and he shouted: "And do you think you can find clues with such a remnant picture?"

Ge Xiong nodded his head lightly, as a matter of course.