There are many forces with unwilling expressions on their faces, but there is no way to do so.

After all, they are not as strong as others!

Ling Xuesha and Tang Wuming both refused to give in to each other and were determined to win.

The atmosphere between the two became more and more tense. In the end, the eyes of the two met each other, full of murderous intent!

Soon, the price had risen to 390,000 yuan, and the atmosphere on the scene was extremely tense.

At this time, Ling Xuesha suddenly slapped the chair in front of him, stood up, and shouted sternly: "Five hundred thousand happy Xuanhuang Stone!"

When everyone heard this, they were all uproared.

Five hundred thousand pieces of Xuanhuang stone are almost equivalent to the property of several families. Even if the Bloodthirsty Sect has accumulated over ten thousand years and has extremely strong financial resources, it is probably extremely difficult to take out these 500,000 pieces of Xuanhuang stones.

This has really invested a lot!

Then, Ling Xuesha suddenly took off the hood from his head and exposed his head.

When everyone saw it, they all exclaimed. It turned out that his head had been extremely deformed, pointed, long and narrow, and the skin on the surface turned black, looking like snake scales.

His eyes became extremely narrow and long, and even his mouth turned like a poisonous snake. When he spoke, his tongue spit out like a snake's letter.

How come this is still like a human head? It is clearly like a snake's head!

He stared at Tang Wuming and said coldly: "If you dare to increase the price today, then my Bloodthirsty Sect and you will never stop!"

When Tang Wuming faced his threat, he didn't take it seriously and smiled softly: "Is that so? Then I want to see, how can you never stop doing anything!"

As he said that, he raised the sign in his hand and said with a smile: "Six hundred thousand Xuanhuang Stones!"

Everyone was upset: "He actually added 100,000 Xuanhuang Stones at once!"

"God, this Tang Wuming is going crazy. He is not afraid of offending the Bloodthirsty Sect. He added so much at once, and it is obvious that he wants to cut off the hope of the Bloodthirsty Sect!"

"There's a good show now, it's 600,000 yuan, it's really scary!"

Everyone exclaimed in surprise, and the bloodthirsty sect's reaction was even stronger. In an instant, their aura became extremely vicious.

Ling Xuesha didn't say anything, but nodded in a cold manner, then sat down, without saying a word, and did not bid again!

"Six hundred thousand black yellow stones, the first time! Six hundred thousand black yellow stones, the second time! Six hundred thousand black yellow stones, the third time!"

Then, Gananxing smiled slightly, knocked the hammer in his hand, and announced loudly: 'The ancient Buddha's robe now belongs to the Desert Thorn Family."

But the people from the Desert Thorns family were not happy at all. They knew that now was just the beginning.

After taking out the 600,000 Xuanhuang Stones, the people from the Desert Thorns family took out the six hundred thousand Xuanhuang Stones and left without any stop, while the Bloodthirsty Sect followed closely.

Chen Feng stood up and wanted to catch up.

At this time, Uncle Dao suddenly smiled slightly, looked at Chen Feng, and said, "Young Master, you must be determined to win this, right?"

Chen Fengzheng pointed out: "That's right, I must get this ancient Buddha robes."

"Okay, that old slave will help the young master!" Uncle Dao smiled and said, "Young master, don't be in a hurry."

Chen Feng was stunned: "Why?"

"Don't ask why, then you can see that Uncle Dao's method is!"

The few of them walked out of the Condor Auction slowly. At this time, the other people participating in the auction had already dispersed.

As for the Bloodthirsty Sect and the Desert Thorns family, they have disappeared.

Thinking about it, the Desert Thorns family knew that the real crisis had just begun, so they quickly left.

The Bloodthirsty Sect should have caught up with you!

Chen Feng sighed softly. Compared with these two sides, his strength was still much worse. If he chased after him, he would probably not be able to catch up at all.

Seeing Chen Feng's expression, Uncle Dao smiled and said, "Young Master, since I have said it, I have my own way."

He and Chen Feng and the others were slowly moving out of the Ancient Eagle City, and then headed all the way to the north.

Their degree was not fast, that is, the degree that ordinary people could rush forward. Without walking dozens of miles forward, Uncle Dao came to the earth and used a little force to sink his legs into the earth and sink several meters deep.

Then, he stood there, stayed for a cup of tea, and seemed to be sensing something again.

Then, he immediately pulled out his legs and led Chen Feng to a new direction.

During this period, he changed several directions, and every time, he was adjusting the direction of his pursuit.

Although it is only a slight adjustment, such as the overall direction is still northward, in this desert, sometimes some slight direction errors will lead to thousands or tens of thousands of miles from the final destination.

This pursuit will take a whole day.

And when the next evening, Chen Feng also found traces on the ground.

He suddenly saw a trace of blood. It was far away from the ancient city of the Condor Heroes. It was an extremely deserted area, and it was invisible to the slightest population. There were only large areas of death thorn forests.

There was a trace of blood here.

Chen Feng quickly walked to the bloodstain, reached out and twisted it, put it under his nose and smelled it, and then shouted in surprise: "This bloodstain will definitely not take two hours."

"That is to say, at most two hours ago, there was a battle here."

Then, go forward again.

Chen Feng searched for a while and found more blood. Obviously, there were more than one person fighting here!

However, Chen Feng did not find the body. Obviously, no one of the two forces died. Of course, it was also possible that his companions took the dead body away.

Chen Feng recalled these two forces, and he remembered it very clearly. The total number of people should be seventeen, one eight and one nine, and the strength should be comparable!

If it weren't for Uncle Dao, Chen Feng knew that he would never be able to chase him here and would definitely be lost.

He couldn't help but ask curiously: "Uncle Dao, what's going on? How can you sense where they are moving?"

Uncle Dao smiled slightly and said, "Look at my body shape, it is very different from that of ordinary people."

Chen Feng nodded and said, "I thought you had the blood of a giant at first."

"It's not your fault for thinking so, almost everyone will think so. When they see the huge mutant body shape, they think it's the bloodline of giants, but it's not the case."

Uncle Dao sighed: "Because there is a race that has almost been forgotten by people."

"What I have is not the blood of a giant, but the blood of a sand people."
Chapter completed!