The auction round after round, and the atmosphere grew higher and higher. In order to obtain treasures, the various sects almost took action. Wu Feng and Lin Da sat in the corner from beginning to end, quietly watching the fierce battle without gunpowder. However, the five major forces have not taken action so far. I think these things have not been able to catch their eyes.

For Fengyue Pavilion, the more intense the bidding, the more beneficial it is. Although these things are not owned by them, it is indispensable to draw commissions from them. Leng Lan'er was born in the business world after all. She smiled so carefully today that she always had a fascinating smile, just like a budding snow lotus blooming slightly.

Another treasure was taken by Wu Feng, looking sideways, it was the area where Fenglin was where Fang Tong was banished to play the chess table. At this time, he was proud of the man, and there were many people around him who looked congratulatory. Of course, some people were happy and some were worried. The party who lost the bid for the man had a blue face and a cold eyes were full of hatred.

"Congratulations to Xiaoyao Sect."

Leng Lan'er's voice suppressed the noisy and tense atmosphere, and then slapped the maid out with both hands.

"Everyone knows that there were five divine beasts in ancient times, including the Azure Dragon, White Tiger, Vermillion Bird, Xuanwu, and Qilin, and above them are the holy beasts and dragons!"

Hearing the word "Dragon", everyone immediately walked out of the fierce bidding just now and stared at the brocade box in the maid's hand. Wu Feng was also focused on it. According to the order of the previous auction, the better the things went back. Could it be that this auction item was on the dragon? It was too shocking.

"The holy dragon has scales, 129,600 pieces, and the hardest one is the reverse scale that grows on the neck."

"Young Pavilion Master, you won't say that the next auction is the Holy Dragon Reverse Scale, right?" Zhou Haimulu, the leader of the Sihai Gang, asked in surprise.

Leng Lan'er smiled without saying a word, but instead answered Zhou Hai's question with a sarcasm, and this sarcasm came from Luoshamen.

"Stop talking about the holy dragon, even the five great beasts have long been destroyed. Gang Master Zhou, are you not very smart recently?" Fang Wei, the leader of the Luosha Sect, sneered.

"The surname is Fang, please accumulate some virtue when speaking, otherwise your monks will disappear again." Zhou Hai put away his surprise and snorted coldly.

"Bastard, I knew it was your Four Seas Gangs!" Fang Wei was furious.

"You can't eat nonsense and you can't talk nonsense. Do you have any evidence? The city lord is here, be careful I will sue you for slander!" Zhou Hai did not show any weakness, and looked at Fang Wei's anger with a smile.

"Don't be impatient for two gang leaders, otherwise Fengyue Pavilion can only invite two of them out!" Leng Lan'er said.

"What did you say?" Fang Wei, who had nowhere to vent his anger, shot his glaring eyes at the high platform.

"Little girl, do you know who you are talking to?" Zhou Hai's face was also a little ugly. In Luofeng City, no one dared to talk to him like this except the city lord.

The atmosphere was a little nervous. Faced with the fierce gazes of the two helmsmen, Leng Lan'er gently tugged at Yilan in his ears and smiled faintly. Just as the current people mistakenly thought that they were retreating, a sound came from the screen in the center, just like the starry sky in the middle, extremely calm but also contained endless power.

"Only, we have to abide by other people's rules on their territory!"

Zhou Hai and Fang Wei browed, their arrogance suddenly disappeared, and then sat back to their original position without saying a word.

He bowed to the central screen and said, Leng Lan'er took the brocade box from the maid, and everyone's eyes slowly opened.

The moment the brocade box was opened, a ray of light burst out, and the entire dark cabinet was filled with a vigorous aura.

"There are indeed reverse scales in this box, but it is not a holy dragon but an albino dragon."

Buzz! Shocked!

A snake turns into a python for a hundred years, a python becomes a dragon for a hundred years, and a dragon becomes a dragon for a thousand years. Wu Feng also swallowed hard. As a hunter, he also heard of a ferocious creature like "Jiao". He didn't expect that he could see the reverse scales of the dragon with his own eyes today.

"The white dragon's reverse scales can withstand the full-strength attack under the Soul King, and start with a thousand second-level early-stage beast pills!"

It can withstand the full blown attack from the Soul King! Before Leng Lan'er's voice had completely fallen, the bidding sounds sounded one after another, and without the prelude of throwing bricks and jade, it directly reached the climax of the storm.

"Five hundred second-level mid-stage beast pills." Wang Long, the master of Taishan Temple, finally took action, and his copper bell-like eyes looked back hard, "You all shut up for me, go whatever you should do!"

In terms of strength, Taishan Temple is not the strongest, but in terms of dominance, Taishan Temple is definitely the most powerful. Some second-rate forces who still want to continue bidding immediately swallowed their words, and the originally fierce bidding scene came to an abrupt end.

However, after a few breaths, a calm voice broke the silence again. Wang Long looked at it and saw that the voice came from the Golden Sword Sect.

“Six hundred.”

"Yang Mingtian, you have started playing sword again, aren't you? OK, a thousand!"

"One thousand one."

Wu Feng raised his mouth and was amused. First, the Four Seas Gangs and Luoshamen were fighting each other, and now it was Taishan Temple competing against the Golden Sword Sect. It seems that Luofeng City is really an unfathomable lake.

"Two thousand one."

Yang Mingtian bid again, Wang Long's eyes were inflamed, his nostrils were gasping, and he bit his teeth.

"Five hundred second-level late-stage beast pills!"

With a buzzing sound in the dark pavilion, five hundred second-level late-stage beast pills are equivalent to five hundred four-star and five-star soul masters. How broad is this? You should know that some of the sects present are at the helms of the soul masters. Take the leader of the Hong Sect beside Wu Feng as an example, a three-star soul master!

“Six hundred.”

Yang Mingtian's faint sound almost made Wang Long spew out a mouthful of old blood. His fists were clenched together, and there was a crackling sound. After a moment of resentment, he finally stopped bidding.

"You won by playing the sword!"

"Thank you."

Wang Long snorted heavily and leaned his back to the back of the chair. Not only did he fail to get the reverse scales of the white dragon, but he also made him angry. Moreover, people like Yang Mingtian who thundered to the top of his head often brought internal injuries that made people vomit blood.

The dark cabinet was in silence, and everyone focused their eyes on the central area. The man in the screen seemed to have never paid a price from beginning to end.

"Although the white dragon's reverse scales are good, the six hundred second-level late-stage beast pills are already sky-high. I don't want them anymore."

As soon as this was said, the quiet dark pavilion was slightly lowered, like a beautiful light wave waving on the surface of the lake.

Yang Mingtian was calm from beginning to end, but after hearing Bai Zhen's words, he took a deep breath and then quietly spit out.

If you can't get it yourself, your opponent can't even imagine it, but unexpectedly, the city lord actually gave up bidding, which made Wang Long, who was already in the haze, pressed his head against the dark clouds again, and felt his lungs almost burst into anger.

"The Golden Sword has issued a bid for 600 second-level late-stage beast pills. Are there any bids?" Leng Lan'er smiled faintly, and her extremely spiritual eyes swept across the audience, but there was no bidding except for low-key discussions.

"Is there any?" Leng Lan'er asked again, and the wooden hammer in her hand had already been raised.

Looking at the wooden hammer held in the air, the excitement could no longer be suppressed, and Yang Mingtian's eyes shone.

For Wang Long, what was about to fall was not the wooden hammer, but the heavy bell that hit his head. However, in terms of financial resources, his view of Mount Tai is really not as good as that of the Golden Sword Sect, so he could only watch it angrily.

Who doesn't want the reverse scale of the white dragon to be able to withstand the full-strength attack under the Soul King? But strength determines everything. The battle between the five masters has left the rest of the people without even a chance to bid. This is why everyone can wait for the final hammer sound with an outsider's mentality at this moment.

Leng Lan'er slowly swept across the audience again, and the wooden hammer that had been held in the air finally fell. However, before the crisp knock sounded, a bidding sound rang out from the corner at the end. It was not loud, but extremely penetrating, shaking everyone's eardrums.

"A yellow-level top-grade soul skill!"

No matter how high-level beast pill is, it is a consumable product, and its weight is not comparable to that of soul skills. Moreover, it is a yellow-level top-grade one. The dark pavilion was filled with sighs and they all turned their eyes to the corner behind.

Leng Lan'er's beautiful eyes narrowed, and she put the wooden hammer aside, "It's them?"

The duck that reached its mouth flew away, but Yang Mingtian did not look back, but felt a secret murderous aura.

"Haha, little brother, it's great, it's great!" Wang Long laughed wildly, and his previous anger was wiped out.

"Brother, what are you doing?" Lin Da was shocked.

"Bidding." Under countless gazes of amazement, Wu Feng smiled indifferently, put down his raised arms, and then looked at the stage, "Can you bid for the soul skills?"

"Of course." Leng Lan'er smiled slightly, nodded and then swept across the audience, "Since someone bids with soul skills, for fairness, then if you bid, you can only use soul skills."

The yellow-level top-grade soul skills are not rotten cabbage on the streets. They are extremely precious even to the five master sects. No one wants to give their unique skills to others.

"Trade!" The wooden hammer finally knocked down, and Leng Lan'er called out her maid and said something.

"Brother, you offend the Golden Sword Sect completely!" Lin Da sighed.

"What are you afraid of if you don't steal or rob?" Wu Feng was calm on the surface, but he was actually very concerned in his heart. The Golden Sword Sect is not a small gang sect. It is one of the five major forces in Luofeng City. The young gang leader Yang Lei ranked second among the five young masters. Now he has snatched the duck from the mouth of others. This is a complete conclusion.

Dare to compete with the Golden Sword Sect for food, this kid is so tired of living. Everyone is still savoring the scene just now, and Leng Lan'er's voice sounded again.

“The auction below will be the final round.”

The finale drama is about to begin, and all forces will soon focus on the steps, but Leng Lan'er did not take out anything. In the case, except for the wooden hammer, there are only a pair of snow-white hands.

"The last round of auction is not a physical item, but a piece of news."

Wu Feng straightened his back. Is it really news about those black masked people?

"Fengyue Pavilion has not yet verified this news. Please grasp it for today's auction."

There was a lot of discussion in the secret cabinet. How could the unconfirmed news be taken out for auction? And it was put at the end. Is it so absurd to do business in Fengyue Pavilion?

Leng Lan'er still smiled lightly at this point, and her next words immediately turned the questioning of the audience into a deep shock.
Chapter completed!