The god-level spine on the auction table was obtained by a tomb robber in a tomb, and later sold to Hillbrand, the leader of the underground forces in the Great West City.

Hillbrand was extremely excited when he first saw this god-level spine, but after countless attempts, he found that the god-level thoughts had disappeared, but contained another extremely evil consciousness. Once it was touched, it would be impacted, and its power was no less than that of a god-level powerful man.

Unless a powerful god-level man takes action, he cannot use it to create weapons at all.

It was too expensive to ask the god-level powerful man to expel the evil consciousness in it, so he simply set up an auction house, and whoever bought it would have a headache.

On the other side, Fang Xingjian looked at the god-level spine on the stands, and his eyes showed an interest. If he had bought the previous items at will, he would have become interested.

Lilia, who was sitting on her lap, twisted her little butt and said, "Teacher, do you want to buy this god-level spine?"

Fang Xingjian nodded, stared at the spine on the stage intently, and said, "Well, this god-level spine is best if it is used as a long sword."

At this moment, Hops had already made a bid: "1 million gold!"

The highest price of the entire auction tonight instantly extinguished most people's desire to bid.

But no one bid at all. Taino stared at the god-level spine with red eyes and bid: "1.1 million gold." He had a total of 1.8 million gold left in his previous auction. His plan was to win the god-level spine even if all 1.8 million was paid.

Hops also stood up, clenched his fists and looked at the god-level spine. As a god-level disciple, who had truly had contact with god-level powerful people, he was probably the one who understood the power of the divine bones created by the god-level spine.

Hearing Tylenol’s offer, he immediately said: “1.2 million gold!”

But as soon as he said that before the waiter went out to bid, he heard a cold shout coming from the No. 1 box: "3 million gold." It was the sound of the waiter in the No. 1 box shouting.

Three million gold, which is more than the combined price of all the items before the auction. Such a terrible amount of funds was like a heavy mountain pressing on Hops, making him unable to feel the slightest resistance.

Hops breathed out and said, "I'm afraid it's either Xiaotianxia or Odysseus who can spend so much money in one go."

Miley on the side said, "Don't forget that there is Fang Xingjian."

Hops frowned: "His money hasn't arrived so soon?"

"This is indefinite." Miley shook her head: "I heard from my father that the Archbishop was completely in line with his requests, and it is not impossible for the funds to be received quickly.

Do you think this star sword has anything to do with the Truth Holy Church? First, it was the Holy Lord Prayer, and now it is the Archbishop, and everything is towards him."

Hops shook his head, looked at the god-level spine with a longing look on his face and said, "Who knows."

In another private room, Tylenol gritted his teeth, stared at the direction of the private room No. 1: "It's you again, it's you again! Who is in the private room No. 1? Don't let me know..."

But in the auction hall, Tylenol could not take action.

So he could only watch all this with anger. As soon as the auction ended, he walked towards the No. 1 box, but was told that the other party had left.

He punched the wall in anger and smashed a small hole. At this moment, he found Hillbrand coming.

"Tylenol, do you want to tear me down?"

Tylenol let go and said, "Sorry, I'm excited."

Hillbrand smiled and shook his head and said, "I think you are going to trouble the person in this box. I advise you to give up on your heart."

"Why?" Taino looked at Hillbrand in discontent and said, "Who is his background?"

Hillbrand shook his head: "I can't disclose my identity to you in the auction house, but I can tell you that his money today is earned by himself.

Although he is young, he is talented and has already had a relationship with the Truth Holy See. I advise you not to attack him."

Tylen narrowed his eyes slightly, nodded to Hillbrand and left.

Pete asked, "Will he take action?"

"Tylenol is impulsive and irritable, and his temper is even more frivolous. His strength has increased greatly now. If he hadn't been confident, he would have dared to attack me. How could he not dare to attack Fang Xingjian?" Hillbrand said: "It is naturally the best he can take action. He can help me explore the bottom of Fang Xingjian. If he doesn't take action, it's okay. Anyway, since this auction is so high, I'll make a lot of money."

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On the other side, Taino asked slightly and knew who Hillbrand was talking about, so he followed Fang Xingjian's carriage and followed him all the way.

The carriage was seated by Fang Xingjian and Liliya. If Fang Xingjian was alone, he would naturally fly back immediately. However, Liliya was not even a knight, and her physical fitness was too weak, so of course he could not carry him back.

At this moment, three boxes from large to small were placed in the carriage, namely the geomagnetic essence, the golden elixir, and the god-level spine. Since I was sitting in the carriage, Fang Xingjian did not intend to waste time.

He directly opened the geomagnetic essence and held the stone, but absorbed the power of thunder and earth magnetism in it.

A trace of white current continued to lift open in his palm, and the violent thunder and earth magnetism continued to pour into Fang Xingjian's body, enhancing his body strength.

After just half an hour, the geomagnetic essence turned into a piece of ashes. Fang Xingjian opened his eyes and seemed to have flashes of lightning in his pupils.

He had already been nourished by the divine blood essence, and his body strength increased to the level of a level 28 upper divine weapon. After absorbing this geomagnetic essence, his body strength increased again, his body became denser, and the connection between the material particles was more stable.

However, the level of the upper level magic weapon is still much different.

‘It’s a pity that geomagnetic essences are rare, so there are even fewer such fine products.’

At this moment, an old man with a thin body and dry cheeks chased after him and shouted, "Wait a minute, wait a minute, you have something forgot."

The carriage stopped, and the old man held it on the carriage with one hand and said breathlessly: "Wait a moment, wait a moment..."

But the next moment, the carriage and all the items on the carriage seemed to be sucked into a big vortex, and instantly disappeared into the palm of his hand that he was holding on the carriage.

The old man laughed wildly, his body burst out like a lightning bolt, and the information flow surged out: "Fang Xing Sword, the gods in the world who have virtues are here, it seems that you have insufficient virtue."

But he had just run two hundred meters away, and a pair of murderous eyes had already blocked him, and an endless will of tyranny fell from the sky.
Chapter completed!