The seventh tripod Shenyou Pill began to bid for, and all the monks became cautious, fearing that they would be taken into the pit by the blood slaughter.

"Five hundred divine stones." said the Emperor of Sword Prison.

Wujiang shouted: "Six hundred divine stones."

...

Only the four tripods of Shenyou Dan were left, and all forces were no longer retained and took action.

The Shenyou Pill can improve the cultivation of the Great Saint of the Hundred Shackle Realm and is of great help to the Heavenly Hunting Banquet. Even if you pay a little more, you have to win one or two cauldrons.

Seeing that they were too slow to raise the price, Xue Tu couldn't help but shouted: "One thousand five hundred divine stones."

Hearing his voice, all the monks participating in the bidding looked dark.

Killing is like a common occurrence for monks in the Hell Realm. At this time, many great saints from the Hundred Shackle Realm had murderous intent, so they hated the blood slaughter to the core, and they wanted to step on the ground to rub him.

Although the price of Shenyou Pill has reached a sky-high price of 2,000, 3,000, or even 1,000. In fact, 1,500 divine stones are already its highest value.

The Emperor of Sword Prison suddenly stood up, glared at Xue Tu with a threatening look, and shouted: "One thousand six hundred divine stones."

The Sword Prison Emperor is the strongest man in the Qianwen Realm of the Immortal Blood Clan. Of course, Xue Tu was very afraid. He knew very well that he would definitely offend the Sword Prison Emperor.

However, it is difficult to ride a tiger now.

If the Sword Prison Emperor could buy a divine tripod pill for 1,600 divine stones, how should he explain to Zhang Ruochen that he would spend 3,000 divine stones to buy a divine tripod pill?

Compared to the Sword Prison Emperor, Xue Tu was more afraid of Zhang Ruochen.

"It's a tragic thing, now it's a big trouble. If I had known it, I wouldn't have helped Zhang Ruochen bid. I offended the King of Knife. How could he make me feel better at the Sky Hunting Banquet?"

Xue Tu's throat changed for a moment and said, "Two thousand divine stones!"

Immediately afterwards, he immediately added: "This is the final price of this saint. If anyone can pay a higher price, this tripod Shenyou Pill will belong to him."

"Enhance the price of a single cauldron to more than 2,000 divine stones. Even if Zhang Ruochen knows the truth, he should have nothing to say." Xue Tu thought so in his heart.

In the auction hall, all the monks looked at each other.

Is Bloodslaughter crazy?

Do you deliberately raise the price to 2,000 divine stones, and openly challenge the sword Prison Emperor?

No one believed the words of Xue Tu. The son of the Source Demon God had previously plucked up the courage to quote a price of "2,010 Divine Stones" because he believed it, but was humiliated.

How could the Sword Prison Emperor be the same as the Demon Son of Buyuan?

"It is said that Blood Tu obtained the Blood Flame God's mark and expanded greatly."

"The Sword Prison Emperor is famous for his revenge. Xue Tu challenged him in front of so many cultivators. Where is the majesty of the number one master in the Thousand Questions Realm of the Immortal Blood Clan? He will definitely take revenge."

...

The King of Sword Prison's face was as deep as iron, and his eyes were blood red. He said, "You shouldn't have done such a terrible job in Blood Tuo. When the Heaven-hunting Banquet is over, I will slowly settle the accounts with you."

The King of Knife took a seat and gave up fighting for the Divine Travel Pill.

The Seventh Cauldron Divine Travel Pill was slaughtered by blood and captured with two thousand divine stones.

Xue Tu didn't feel any joy, but instead cried. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that Zhang Ruochen asked him to bid on his behalf, and he was completely cheating him. The auction was not over yet, and he had offended a large number of monks.

Now, I can only bite the bullet and continue bidding.

In the eighth tripod, the Divine Travel Pill, Xue Tu once again took pictures with two thousand divine stones.

After the Ninth Cauldron Divine Walking Pill, Xue Tu shouted out the price of two thousand divine stones, finally, Wujiang couldn't help but shout out two thousand one hundred divine stones.

Xue Tu felt relieved and said, "Congratulations to the Great Sage of Wanshou, this tripod of the Divine Travel Pill belongs to you."

When the Great Sage of Qilu announced the "Two thousand one hundred pieces, the deal", Wujiang was still a little lost and could not believe that he really took the photo.

Too unexpected!

Why is it so sudden?

Why does Xue Tu play cards completely without following the common sense, making people unable to see through it?

"It's true that Blood Slaughter is the entrusted arrangement of Star Sea World."

"In my opinion, the minimum price for the blood slaughter in the Star Sea World is two thousand divine stones."

"Originally, the Shenyou Pill could be bought within 1,500 divine stones, but was lifted to more than 2,000 divine stones by Xue Tu. If you are entrusted, you will not die well."

"I don't know how much benefit the Star Sea World has brought to Blood Tu."

"Even if you get more benefits, what's the use? Xue Tu offended all the monks this time, and some people will suffer in the future."

...

The upper three tribes took a photo of a divine tripod pill, while the representatives of the lower three tribes and the middle three tribes were all stressed.

No matter how much the last tripod is, you have to fight for it.

So, when bidding for the tenth tripod Shenyou Pill, although Xue Tu did not bid, they still called the price to 2,800 pieces, and were taken down by the seventh son of the ghost master.

The auction continues.

There were many monks who came to participate, and there were many treasures auctioned. Various kinds of rare things emerged one after another. The whole day passed and it was not over.

The one with the weakest cultivation level was also the saint. No one felt tired. Instead, because the treasures he launched became more and more expensive, all the monks were in a state of extreme excitement.

On the first day of the auction, the final treasure was the Mingyang Divine Wheel.

The Seven Yuan King's Holy Artifact, a war weapon that the gods of the Nether Clan once used, contains powerful divine power. As soon as the Mingyang Divine Wheel was launched, it caused a sensation, and all forces competed to bid.

For this reason, there are twelve supreme great saints, six demigods, and two old men suspected of gods who participated in the auction.

Originally, they came for the Yuanhui-level Zhao Shenlian and the Divine Corpse, but for the Dark Yang Divine Wheel, they fought for the first time.

Even Qing Sheng, the acting head of the Xuejue family, offered a price once. However, because the competition was too fierce, the price exceeded 200,000 divine stones, Qing Sheng Sheng had to give up.

"The vessel that can survive seven times of the king's heavenly tribulation without destroying is definitely refined by one of the top ten substances in the universe. It is also tempered by the power of heaven and earth seven times, and it will almost certainly be able to become a supreme holy weapon."

"If I can take a picture of it, and then ask the weapon refining master to help me refine it, it will take no more than a few years to turn it into a supreme holy weapon. At that time, if I hold a supreme holy weapon, my combat power will definitely increase by a huge amount. What a pity."

Qingsheng Dasheng stared at the Dark Sun Divine Wheel on the auction table, his heart was as if he was twisted by a knife, and he regretted it.

After practicing for more than 10,000 years, the wealth of divine stones accumulated by Qingsheng Dasheng still has less than 200,000.

"It seems that the matter of improving the treatment of the head of the family must be brought up to the God of War and cannot be delayed any more." Qing Sheng Da Sheng said inwardly.

Xue Chen said: "Treasures like the Mingyang God Wheel can be used as a family's wealth. Who is so ignorant of cherishing them and actually takes them out for auction?"

The Great Sage of Qingsheng quickly glared at him and said seriously and cautiously: "Xue Chen, speak carefully. Those who can take out the Mingyang Divine Wheel to auction are mostly a great god. Only gods can have such a big deal."

"If I'm not mistaken, this god should want to buy the corpse of the god and is raising the divine stones on a large scale."

Seeing the big figures pushing the Mingyang Divine Wheel to a sky-high price in the midst of the scramble, Xue Tu was in a state of confusion.

"There are already 250,000 divine stones... No wonder Zhang Ruochen asked me to shout out the price casually and let me take as many shots as possible. Damn, if I had known that in the merit battlefield of Kunlun Realm, I would have attacked the sons and goddesses of the Heavenly Court. Why would I fight to the death with Zhang Ruochen? If I had snatched Mo Sheng, wouldn't the Mingyang Divine Wheel be mine? These divine stones are mine."

Xue Tu slapped his face with a slap, and his intestines were so regretful that he could do it again.

If he did it again, he would never go to the Sword Tomb, nor to the Blood God Sect. He would only focus on one thing, rob the sons of gods, goddesses and leaders from all walks of life in the heavenly court.

No.

Just steal Mo Sheng alone.

As long as you seize the Demon Sun Divine Wheel, what else do you need for?

"What are you thinking?"

Zhang Ruochen's voice suddenly rang behind the Blood Tu.

Xue Tu suddenly stood up and said, "Senior Brother, you have finally come out. I have completed the task successfully. I only spent 16,000 divine stones, and even took pictures of the seven cauldrons of divine tripods. Thinking about the Moro War Emperor, he spent 11,000 divine stones, and only took pictures of one cauldron."

Zhang Ruochen didn't care too much about the price and murmured to himself: "The Seven Cauldrons are a bit too much. However, since it is the most suitable elixir for the Great Saint of the Hundred Shackle Realm, it doesn't matter if it is a little more."

Xue Tu carefully observed Zhang Ruochen, showed a look of surprise, and said, "Senior Brother, you seem to have become a little different!"

"Yeah?"

Zhang Ruochen raised his right hand, contracted his five fingers, and clenched it into a fist, without exerting much force.

However, nine layers of ripples appeared on his fist, spreading out in all directions. Each ripples hit Xue Tu, and his immortal body trembled.

When the ninth ripple hit, Xue Tu couldn't help but take a step back.

Although Xue Tu was secretly surprised, he didn't think there was anything extraordinary. However, just as he was about to speak, a severe pain came from the internal organs and even the bone marrow in his body, and he knelt on one knee to the ground.

"Senior Brother, what did you do to me?" Xue Tu said in pain.

Zhang Ruochen loosened his fist and said, "Just just condensed the holy intention of fist. Seeing you beside you, I couldn't help but test the power. I didn't exert much force, should you be fine, right?"

Xue Tu wanted to pretend to be seriously injured, and vomited blood and fell to the ground to see if he could get some divine stones from Zhang Ruochen. If he didn't help, at least he could cheat the fief back.

But after thinking about it, he gave up.

How could Zhang Ruochen be so easy to cheat?

If he dares to fall to the ground, Zhang Ruochen will dare to make up for his feet.

"Senior brother, I'm fine."
To be continued...