Master of Beasts

Chapter 1113

"I'll take all the 100 wooden cards." The youth at the head glanced at the crowd and spoke slowly. In his voice, there was a certain unquestionable flavor.

"This..." The auctioneer looks at Lin Ling in embarrassment.

Lin Ling is the name of the Lord of the pavilion.

As an auctioneer for decades, this is the first time he has encountered such a situation. What's more difficult is that the other party is still one of the three big and small forces, the man of crazy lion palace.

The existence of langyaque can't even compare with the little finger of crazy lion hall.

"It turned out to be Zhou Miao's nephew." Lin Ling stood up and said with a smile, "it's against the rules. The auction process has started. If you want, you can sit down and bid."

Although the Kuangshi hall is large, GuiGui Pavilion is not made of clay.

Lin Ling is afraid of Xiao Yang because Xiao Yang's bold identity. If a bad one causes them to break up with a great Dan master, then all the Dan masters who are good friends with Xiao Yang may refuse to offer Dan to Guichen pavilion from now on.

The consequences are undoubtedly very serious.

As for the mad lion palace, they didn't worry so much.

It is not that there is no king of spirit behind the ghost Pavilion.

"Uncle Lin, why did you come out in person?" There was an accident on his face. Zhou Miao opened his hand and said with a smile, "there are 50000 spirit jade in this empty stone. The Lord of the sky sword is very important to my nephew. I hope uncle Lin can be a little more flexible."

"Rules are rules." Lin Ling shook his head.

"Yes, it's my nephew. I hope uncle Lin won't blame me." Seeing Lin Ling's refusal, Zhou Miao no longer forced him to take back the empty stone with a smile.

He believes that after the appearance of intention, no one dares to bid.

The three words "crazy lion hall" are a kind of awe.

After Zhou Miao sat down, the members of the crazy lion hall stood behind him indifferently. The battle was undoubtedly telling the people in the Guichen pavilion not to fight against them.

"Damn it." Many people look ugly.

Zhou Miao himself is the Ninth level spirit emperor. He has a little reputation in the ghost world. What's more, there is the crazy lion hall behind him. Who dares to touch the wooden card again.

"Bottom price, three hundred spirit jade!" The auctioneer tried his best to mobilize the atmosphere, but the embarrassment was that the whole ghost world was silent all the time. For this situation, Zhou Miao's smile was quite satisfied.

"Five hundred!"

A moment later, a man behind Zhou Miao quietly opened his mouth, which made Lin Ling's eyes narrowed slightly. It was unexpected for him that things evolved to this point.

But fortunately, Zhou Miao still gave him face, directly called out the price of 500.

Otherwise, it won't end so well today.

"Five hundred Lingyu once!"

"Five hundred Lingyu twice!"

"Five hundred spirit jade three times!"

"Deal!"

The auctioneer knocked down the hammer, and then picked up the second wooden card. After clearing his throat, he said in a loud voice: "cangqiongshan wooden card, bottom price, three hundred spirit jade!"

"Five hundred!"

The man spoke again.

Soon, all the wooden cards were photographed by the mad lion hall. Many people in the ghost Pavilion were frustrated and angry. They wanted the wooden cards, but they did not dare to fight against the mad lion hall.

Otherwise, even if you can climb the sky mountain, you can't survive.

"The 67th wooden plate of the sky mountain, the bottom price, three hundred spirit jade." The auctioneer knocked the hammer drowsily, and his speechless expression was undoubtedly funny.

Next, it's sixty-eight, sixty-nine.

"Master Xiao..." Lin Ling's heart suddenly jumps. He remembers Xiao Yang. It seems that he is also interested in the Lord of the sky sword. If so, he will have a lot of fun.

"Mr. Lin, I have my own discretion." Xiao Yang came back with a light breeze, which made the uneasiness in Lin Ling's heart stronger and stronger.

"The ninety eighth, reserve price, three hundred spirit jade!"

"Ninety ninth, reserve price, three hundred spirit jade!"

The voice on the stage is still coming out.

"It seems that the seriously injured Sky Sword Master must belong to brother Zhou." A young man behind Zhou Miao suddenly began to laugh.

"It can only be mine." Zhou Miao picked the corners of his mouth lightly.

He knows very well the value of a sky sword.

Although the spirit beasts in his spirit gate are extremely powerful, they are still slightly inferior to the sky sword master.

What's more.

The Lord of the sky sword is at the throne level. Although his strength has fallen due to serious injury, he will soon return to the peak as long as he is treated properly.

At that time, there will be one more false spirit king in the mad lion hall.

"I'll congratulate brother Zhou in advance." The young man spoke again.

"Well." Zhou Miao nodded with a smile.

"The last piece of cangqiongshan wooden card, the bottom price, three hundred spirit jade!" The auctioneer let out a sigh of relief without any trace. This auction is the most boring one he has ever participated in. Simply, it's finally coming to an end."Five hundred spirit jade." The smile of youth's ambition to win spread in the Guijue Pavilion. The metal spirit emperor on the scene all secretly grinned his teeth and gave greetings to the relatives of all the people in the crazy lion hall.

"Five hundred Lingyu once!"

"Five hundred Lingyu twice!"

"Five hundred spirit jade..."

"A thousand."

Indifferent voice, from the dark corner, Zhou Miao's face, cold suddenly emerged, the members of the crazy lion hall behind him, is a release of killing.

"What do you want to do?" Lin Ling gave a drink.

"Don't you know the rules." Zhou Miao lightly swept a rear one eye, those crazy lion temple member, immediately astringent kill idea, silent.

Their gloomy eyes lock on Xiao Yang at the same time.

"Is that him?" The spirits of all the people in Gui'an Pavilion were aroused. Now, there was a good play to watch, especially the metal spirit emperor. Their mood was suddenly a little surging, and they were already dissatisfied with the pressure of crazy lion hall.

Therefore, they prefer Xiao Yang to kuangshidian.

"Who are you, please?" Zhou Miao looked at Xiao Yang without any waves in his eyes.

There are only a few young people who dare to fight against the mad lion hall.

But the teenagers in the corner are not included.

"He's Xiao Yang!" A young man in the mad lion hall exclaimed in a startled voice.

Xiao Yang?

Zhou Miao's eyes, a little bit fierce up, that killed Zhou Yao and others, make crazy lion hall no one, arrived at the God mausoleum under the platform of Xiao Yang?

"It's you." In Zhou Miao's voice, there is a sense of obliteration.

Zhou Yao is his half brother.

Although the relationship between the two people has never been consistent, there is a blood relationship. Zhou Yao's death is related to the face of kuangshidian. He can no longer sit in Diaoyutai as before.

"If there's no bidding, drop the hammer." Xiao Yang didn't look at Zhou Yao. His eyes didn't shift half a minute, as if the people in the crazy lion hall were all air.

"One thousand one!" Zhou Yao stares at Xiao Yang coldly.

"Two thousand."

"Two thousand one!"

"Ten thousand."

As soon as Xiao Yang's words came out, the ghost pavilion was in an uproar. Ten thousand spirit jades were not a small number, and so were all the possessions of many spirit emperors.

"Eleven thousand!" Zhou Yao didn't give up.

"Twenty thousand."

"Thirty thousand."

Zhou Yao's voice is backward. Xiao Yang shouts twice, but his eyes still don't look at Zhou Yao. Only a calm voice quietly spreads out: "I still have 110000 Lingyu. If you want to follow, you can directly follow 100000 Lingyu. If you don't have the courage, you can honestly shrink. Don't be shameful."

Zhou Yao's eyes were slightly heavy. In his palm, there was a trace of sweat oozing out.

Straight to 100000?

Does he dare?