As soon as these words came out, a large number of people were immediately dissuaded. After all, 800,000 kilograms of ordinary source is no longer a small amount. Although this piece of source is as big as a basketball, if it is not pure source, it will lead to blood loss.
"one million!"
At this time, while everyone was sighing, a big family spoke up, as if they were determined to win. Eight hundred thousand kilograms was not a big deal for a few top families.
The rich heritage of celebrity clans can compete with that of individual immortal cultivating sects. For example, the Tu Fei family now has a Dragon Transformation Secret Realm leader. The Dragon Transforming Monk is already considered an elder in some medium-sized immortal cultivating sects.
Not to mention that their family had an ancestor who was registered in the Holy Land hundreds of years ago. Going deeper, some of the top immortal cultivating sects may not be able to compare with top aristocratic families like them.
"Little brother..." Tu Fei.
"Call me Mr. Zhao!" Zhao Wuji said to Tu Fei politely.
"..." Tu Fei said with shame: "Brother Zhao, do you think you can take action this time?"
"Waste source." Zhao Wuji didn't make things difficult anymore, but he was a little impatient with the old man at the bottom. The stone gambling conference had turned into an auction, which was ink-stained and boring.
I saw him taking a step forward, squatting on the railing like Spider-Man, and speaking to the old man below: "Don't take out the waste sources one by one. Since it is a stone gambling convention, why don't you clearly mark the price?"
, release all the Origin Stones and let us choose? The one with the highest price will get it anyway, wouldn’t it save time and effort to bid directly?”
As soon as these words came out, the noisy pavilion suddenly became quiet!
However, some people soon criticized him angrily.
"Where did you come from, you idiot! Do you need your guidance for such a grand and solemn stone gambling convention?"
Obviously, this person was the first to speak in order to win the favor of some big shots in Beishifang. Moreover, this person was not an inconspicuous passerby, but a young man from a wealthy family on the same floor as Tu Fei.
"Tu Fei, it seems that your Tu family is really in decline. Can any cow or horse be a servant of you, the eldest son of the Tu family?" The younger generation of other aristocratic families on the same floor also turned their attention to Tu Fei's direction at this moment.
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"Jin Ziru, are you eating shit? You have such a bad mouth." Tu Fei was not used to this person at all, not to mention that the Jin family was the mortal enemy of his Xu family: "It is not the turn of my son's family to judge, and it has declined.
Even better than your Jin family."
"Hmph, as the saying goes, a summer insect cannot speak of ice. If you don't discipline him well, I will be happy to do so." Jin Ziru clapped his hands after speaking: "Come here!"
Swish, swish, swish!
A group of masked shadows appeared in unison.
This is the shadow guard of a family. Mortal families with some background have this kind of organization. Most of them are anonymous monks. In order to protect the core interests of the family, they will never appear unless absolutely necessary.
Unexpectedly, Jin Ziru would be surrounded by shadow guards at all times, which was very unusual.
"It seems you have something precious with you." When Tu Fei saw the shadow guards appearing, he was not timid at first. Instead, he stared at Jin Ziru with bright eyes and laughed.
Jin Ziru was suddenly stared at all over, but he still pretended to be calm and did not respond or talk nonsense: "Go! Kill the masked country man next to the fallen prince on the spot!"
If he could get rid of Tu Fei's followers in public, as the son of a big family, Tu Fei would definitely lose his face! The fact that his family would be in decline would be confirmed! In the future, the prestige of Tu Fei's family in the city might also be in jeopardy!
I have to say that this Jin Ziru is really deep.
"How dare you contaminate the eyes and ears of the immortals with your mortal worldly interests! How impudent!" But before those shadow guards had time to take action, there was an immortal on the top floor looking down at all living beings, and his words enveloped the entire building with coercion.
Zhao Wuji noticed that it was the pressure of the God King realm, and then he raised his head slightly and looked at the source of the pressure.
It was a young man about the same age as him, with long hair, golden holy clothes, and lotus flowers and clouds at his feet. It was obvious that this god-like guy should be the Holy Son of Duotian mentioned by the passers-by.
As the holy son of a holy land, he can reach the realm of the God King in the third stage of the Sendai Secret Realm at this age, and his qualifications are indeed quite good.
"In addition, Tu Fei, I have heard of your name in the Southern Territory. As a descendant of a noble family in the secular world, you are indeed somewhat talented in being able to go to the Dragon Transformation Secret Realm, but this is not something you can do willfully under the eyes of this Holy Son.
Confidence." The overwhelming pressure of Holy Son Duotian made Tu Fei almost kneel down: "You have to know the gap between you and a real genius."
"Hmph, I, Tu Fei, have never obeyed anyone, so what about the Holy Son? Do you dare to kill me?" Although Tu Fei was breathless under the pressure, he did not lower his head. Instead, his eyes revealed perseverance as he gritted his teeth.
While chuckling: "One day, my Tu family will turn around again and return to the glorious period of the ancient Xu family that can rival the Holy Land."
"Hmph." Holy Son Duotian sneered and was about to do something cruel.
"Brother Wenji, please forgive me if you have to." At this moment, other immortals stood up on the top floor. The one who spoke was a man in green. He was Chen San, who was recognized as the strongest among the younger generation in the Southern Territory.
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Buzz!
As he spoke, the pressure of the God King also came out, canceling out the pressure of the Holy Son of Heaven. At this time, Tu Fei was able to breathe and returned to normal.
"Just because of a bandit heir, do you want to make the entire Holy Land my enemy? Chen San." Quan Wenji, the Holy Son of Duotian, glanced at the man in green on the side at this moment, and his pressure was shaken away in public. As the Holy Land's leader, he
How could the Holy Son be so proud of himself? He was still somewhat insulted in his heart!
"No, I'm not an enemy of your Holy Land. I'm just not used to others using their power to overwhelm others. If we challenge each other, I may not lose to you." Chen San said with a gentle smile.
As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar!
Chen San’s words clearly mean that he wants to challenge the Son of Heaven! Many years ago, I heard that madman Chen San competed everywhere. He fought many Beilu, who claimed to be a hundred years and a rare genius in a thousand years. His performance was terrible, and he had not tried it in so many years.
One defeat!
"That's enough." At this moment, it was time for the passersby to be shocked again, because the person who spoke was not some other immortal monk, but Zhao Wuji.
"Oh my God, did I hear you correctly? This guy is actually interrupting the conversation between two geniuses!"
"Strength seeks death..."
"This guy is invincible, hahaha, he really dares to interfere in anything."
"First, he taught Beishifang how to auction, and then he scolded two geniuses who are like pyramids! He doesn't want to live anymore?"
Everyone was talking a lot and were extremely shocked!
"Brother Zhao..." Even the rebellious Tu Fei is a bit worried about this!