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Chapter 0230 Who is the mother who doesn't give face so much

How many spiritual stones Xiang Junchen can auction has not yet been determined. It is hard to say because this is no longer an ordinary competition, but a battle for face.

How could the Demon Ancestor let his son fall into the hands of others?

But there are some powerful people who can't let go of this opportunity, and they will definitely compete desperately.

Maybe it was to lose face for the Demon Ancestor, or maybe he had a deep grudge against the Demon Ancestor and thought, "I can't take revenge on you, so why not take it out on your son?"

For a powerful person, stains in the state of mind are often a disaster. If you can use external objects to erase the stains in the state of mind, no amount of spiritual stones can buy it.

"One million spiritual stones."

A voice came from a private room. The voice had been modified by the special abilities in the private room. It was naturally impossible to tell who the other party was from the voice.

Then, there was another voice coming from the box.

"Demon Ancestor, I know you are here, but today, I will definitely win your son's life."

The other party directly challenged me by name. Of course, the other party was not stupid enough to claim his own identity. Anyway, you don’t know who I am, so you just fight to the death.

The Demon Ancestor's face was ugly. Sure enough, someone had come prepared. Tianbao Pavilion's behavior was unethical. He knew clearly that he was his Demon Ancestor's son, but he still attracted so many people. If he wanted the spirit stone, he could just go to his door and talk secretly. Why is it necessary?

"How brave, let's see what you are capable of."

The Demon Ancestor was naturally unwilling to be outdone.

"Two million pieces."

Just after the auction, it was already really popular, and it was quite fierce.

Lin Fan likes this scene. He feels that only by fighting the fire can he compete blindly and the price will rise. What he didn't expect was that just one young master could win the competition in such a short period of time.

Two million is a bit scary.

It has reached the value of a high-grade spiritual weapon.

But think about it carefully, where is the price?

Let’s not talk about Xiang Junchen’s own value. As the seventh son of the Demon Ancestor of the Red Dust Demon Sect, the secret that he carries is a priceless treasure. Whoever gets Xiang Junchen can get the secret that is not passed down.

This price has just begun.

Although the current competition seems to be fierce, it is only between two people. He feels that it is necessary to add the following chips to it.

Lin Fan said: "Demon Ancestor, I am also here. I remember what you did to me in the past. Today your son is being auctioned in Tianbao Pavilion. I am bound to win. I will pry open his mouth and ask.

The Demonic Sect in the Red Dust Sect does not teach the method, let’s see what background you have.”

"Five million pieces."

Mao Si looked at the box, how could he not know who was inside.

It's quite helpless.

Master Lin really knows how to play.

It's a bit scary to compete with what you sell and directly raise the price to five million pieces.

"This Taoist friend in the box has given out five million spirit stones. As this Taoist friend said, the Red Dust Demon Sect does not teach the secret method which is extremely valuable. It is actually an earth-shattering magical power. If the Red Dust Demon Sect is willing to transfer the Ziji Demon

If you take it out and sell it individually, it will definitely be worth a lot of money."

Mao Si's exclamation still had an effect.

As he said, why the true disciples of the Holy Son and Holy Lady are so popular is not only because of their own conditions and status, but also because as disciples of the sect, the magical powers they have learned are priceless.

How could some extremely powerful people have magical powers from other sects?

Those are all found out by prying open other people's mouths and asking questions.

In the box.

Demon Ancestor had a cold face, his face was ashen, and the fierce light in his eyes was about to extinguish this place. He recalled who could have such hatred against him, and who was also passionate about the way of cultivating the Purple Demon Eyes.

Special preference.

Suddenly, he thought of who it was.

"Bat Demon, you bastard, do you really want to force me like this?" Demon Ancestor said angrily, his voice was so cold that you could even feel the killing intent boiling.

Another box.

The Bat Demon sat watching the competition and did not join in for the time being. Instead, the Bat Girl beside him took care of him and fed him fresh blood food. Suddenly he heard the Demon Ancestor calling his name, and his body straightened up and he roared.

"Demon Ancestor, I have never opened my mouth yet, please don't slander anyone."

The sound came from another box.

How can the bat demon endure it, Mad, this is a disaster coming from the sky, he will not bear the blame, and what does this mean? Why did he think of me in the first place?

What exactly am I going to do to you?

The Demon Ancestor was stunned. It seemed that he had guessed wrong and said: "Bat Demon, I'm so sorry. I thought it was you. I hope you don't take it to heart. At the same time, you can give me a lesson and don't compete with me. My son was killed by someone."

If he is caught and auctioned here, as a father, I can only redeem him."

"Haha, interesting, Demon Ancestor, others are afraid of you, but I, the bat demon, am not afraid of you. What do you mean by humiliating me in public? If you don't give me face, how can I give you face? Your son, I am bound to get it too.

, I want to taste it to see if your blood is fragrant or smelly."

"Six million."

The bat demon roared, "Doesn't he want to lose face?"

Demon Ancestor pointed out his name in public and called him a bastard. How could he tolerate it? Otherwise, people would laugh at him if word spread.

For the Demon Ancestor who was involved in this matter, his current expression was completely unsightly.

Guessed wrong.

It also caused dissatisfaction on the other side, and the situation was not good.

This auction may cost a lot of money.

Lin Fan was very satisfied with the current atmosphere. It was so lively and lively. The essence of an auction was to complete the transaction amidst laughter and curses.

Who says that only young people are impulsive? Old people are not willing to give in too much. The older they get, the more impulsive and angry they become.

The outside world couldn't hear Xiang Junchen's words, but he could hear the outside world's voices.

I was already scared out of my mind.

He didn't expect that he would be sold as a commodity in Tianbao Pavilion.

I can't even imagine what the consequences would be if I fell into the hands of those people.

The only good thing is that his father came to save him. This is the most peaceful moment for him.

In another box.

The girl grabbed the old woman's hand and muttered, "Grandma, I want him. Let's bid quickly, or he will be bought by someone else."

"Don't worry, grandma knows what's going on. Now is just the beginning. We'll see what happens later." The old woman patted the back of the girl's plump hand with short fingers, telling her not to worry.

Xiang Junchen's appearance and status match her granddaughter.

at this time.

Bidding officially begins.

"Seven million pieces." Another powerful person in the private room asked the price. He knew that this was just the beginning. Xiang Junchen's value was more than that, and there was still a lot of room for improvement.

Let’s not talk about anything else first.

Let's just say that the secret that is not told makes many people jealous.

"Ten million pieces."

The number of spiritual stones turned up to 10 million. For these big guys, spiritual stones are quantity. How can their savings over thousands of years be so simple? No one knows how much a powerful person who has lived for thousands of years actually has.

wealth.

If we have to calculate it, we can only say that it is massive.

But speaking to the powerful, their daily consumption is also extremely terrifying.

In the box.

Demon Ancestor's expression remained as gloomy as before. The old man on the side said: "Demon Ancestor, the competition is a bit fierce this time. If you want to redeem the young master, you can only offer a higher price to suppress them.

"

"I know, but looking at the current situation, they will not give up. They obviously want to compete with me." How could the Demon Ancestor not know the current situation? After the Bat Demon raised the price once, he did not continue to raise the price.

Obviously, I didn't dare to compete with him, I just thought I could regain some face.

But the other old guys didn't reveal their identities.

Even if you want to know who the other party is afterwards, it is impossible.

Tianbao Pavilion is very well protected in this regard.

The purchaser's information will never be known to others.

Even though it seems like there are two strong men from the demon and demon realms competing here, in fact there are also powerful immortals competing here.

"Twelve million pieces."

"Fourteen million."



"Eighteen million."

Prices skyrocketed.

Xiang Junchen's own value is no longer worth the price. The reason why he can ask for such a high price is because he possesses the secret method of the Red Dust Demon Sect.

There are also other supernatural powers from the Red Dust Demon Sect.

Whoever can understand the magical power of the Red Dust Demon Sect will have a great advantage in fighting against the opponent in the future.

"These old guys are really rich."

Lin Fan exclaimed, his blood flowed very fast, he was so excited,

really.

Selling this way is feasible.

Look at this situation now.

The bidding price has reached 18 million pieces, which is more than the spiritual stones he owns. Thinking about it, it feels very scary.

You must never give up on this path.

But he knew that the reason why he could sell it at such a price was not because of how handsome the other party was, but because of what he had on him that many people wanted to get.

"Twenty-five million spirit stones."

Demon Ancestor offered this price, and then said: "Fellow Taoists, please give me a thin noodle. This is my son, and I must redeem it. As long as you agree, I am willing to give each of you a Red Dust Demon Sect as a gift."

Supernatural powers.”

"The Purple Demon Eye is indeed a secret that is not passed down by our Red Dust Demon Sect, but the cultivation is extremely demanding and it is difficult for ordinary people to cultivate it."

"This will be the same even if you get the method of cultivation."

"It's better to give me some face and forget it."

The Demon Ancestor knew that he could not continue to raise prices, otherwise it would be a bottomless pit, and in the end he would only be benefiting from the guy who suppressed his son.

He wanted to know who that person was.

Find the opponent out and crush him to ashes.

Later.

There were sounds coming from all the boxes present.

"Forget it, since the Demon Ancestor said so, I will give you some face."

Lin Fan heard about this situation.

Suddenly I felt a little unhappy.

What does it mean?

You still bring something like this. It's obviously an auction, but you ended up doing these faceless things. Have you ever asked me how I feel?

Too much.

It's really too much.

And at this moment.

A harmonious voice came.

"Thirty million pieces." An old voice came from the silent box.

Everyone who participated in the auction was astonished.

The Demon Ancestor has already reached this point, who is still not satisfied?

In the box.

"Grandma, you're so kind." The girl cheered happily, her eyes shining with anticipation as she looked at Xiang Junchen.

The old woman seemed gloomy, but at this time she said lovingly: "Silly girl, grandma is your only relative. From now on, everything belongs to you. If I don't give you flowers, then who will I leave it to, right?"

The girl kissed the old woman fiercely, "Grandma is so kind."

A smile appeared on the old woman's face, and then she narrowed her eyes. She knew that Demon Ancestor would not give up.

But what does she fear?

If you don't accept it, fight.

It's worth tens of millions of spiritual stones to make my granddaughter happy.


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