After the conditions came out, there were a few monks in the audience who were useless at all. They didn't care what the auctioneer said and quoted the price first, but most people were still confused: "It's related to Mrs. Huangquan? What does this mean?"

The auctioneer said: "It means..."

"I'll explain it."

A low voice sounded in everyone's ears, and the monks all turned their eyes together, and saw one person walking from the back of the venue and walking straight to the auction table. Wherever they passed, no matter how crowded they were, the monks made way for themselves without hesitation. From the perspective of the auctioneer, the waves were spreading for a while, which was spectacular.

The protective magic array arranged in Suixin Pavilion is very keen. Based on the tokens sent to the person to photograph, it was found that he was the owner of the current item. There was no obstacle and he was asked to come up.

According to the rules of the auction, once the owner of the treasure who is being auctioned is willing to appear on stage, the auctioneer will automatically step down and bow. The auctioneer is a pity that he did not allow this rare world-class object to be sold at a good price in his own hands, but he will not violate the rules. He quickly handed over the control of the stage and walked off the stage.

Soon, only this mysterious figure who suddenly appeared on the auction table and was about to sell Xuanming True Water, facing the inquiry of more than a hundred monks.

This person is covered with a black robe and cannot tell his body shape and appearance. However, his every move is very legal. When facing the stare of everyone, he is calm and natural, and does not reveal any aura. Whether it is mental cultivation or real strength, he is the best. If he dares to take the initiative to go to the stage when the crowd is in a turbulent situation, his courage will definitely be good.

No matter what the monks thought, the man stood behind the auction table and continued in a low voice without any ups and downs:

"I'm very interested in the magical tools, treasures, methods and secrets involved in Mrs. Huangquan. These things are often related to the Demon Sect. Of course, I'm more interested in her, as long as you can 'please' come over."

Telling jokes in plain language is better. The audience burst into laughter, but when the laughter gradually weakens, the man continued to speak, but there was no meaning of joking:

"If it were Mrs. Huangquan, it would definitely not be the amount of a drop of Xuanming True Water. As for how many, ten drops, hundreds of drops, and thousands of drops? You just need to mention it, there is room for negotiation."

"Thousands of Xuanming True Water?" There was a strange cry from the audience, "Not to Thousands of Ink?"

The laughter started, but it ended suddenly.

I saw a dark water chain on the man on the stage, flying in the sky, making a whimpering sound. For a moment, the coldness was deep in the auction hall, and it was obviously a layer of defensive restrictions, but it could not be blocked. The cultivation level of the audience was slightly worse, and even several chills shivered, and the chill was penetrated into the bones.

For a moment, the monks near the Taiwan position retreated hula, and there was another chaos.

The water chain soon disappeared into the man's sleeve, and at this time, the monks in the audience were silent. The reason for their silence was not only his incredible wealth, but also his amazing strength.

It is indeed a water chain condensed from Xuanming's true water. No need to mention the number, just guess the huge amount of mana consumed when controlling the water chain to fly is enough to make all the people present re-evaluate the cultivation level of the person on the stage.

Someone murmured: "Damn, isn't this a real person in Changsheng crashing into it?"

As the great catastrophe of heaven and earth became more and more intense, the number of people who died in the immortal world continued to rise. The powerful people who used to dominate the true world were almost extinct, but it is not that there were no exceptions. It is said that some big men who were in charge of the mountain gate, even if they were hiding in a closed and independent cave with the outside world, and some were running outside, and they had their own goals.

Smart people know that being able to get involved with such people is purely a quest for death.

In the auction hall, the warm atmosphere became colder. In fact, who did not have three or five so-called "Donghua treasures" at hand? But after weighing them, they knew that taking them out would make people laugh... No, I am afraid they would be looking for death.

So, when the person on the stage made the words clear, no one dared to stand up again - no matter how important the treasure is, it is not as important as the life, right?

Although the man on the stage had a head-on face, he could tell from the swaying posture of his head that he was patrolling his eyes and sweeping the monks in the field countless times. But the more he did this, the less anyone dared to show up.

The atmosphere on and off the stage became colder and colder, as if the Xuanming real water leaked out, and unknowingly, the auction house was frozen.

When I saw the scene, the most embarrassing thing was not to send someone to the filming, but Shen Wan and Rongchang, who were observing the situation behind the front desk.

Both of them are well aware of this and know that they are like the one who is on stage who is a filming person with a firm and clear goal. There is no reason to say. Once this logistics filming is done, these people in the audience will be fine, and they may be vented their anger on Suixin Pavilion.

Suixin Pavilion is a giant, so it’s right not to be afraid of just one or two immortals, but they are afraid of being close to each other!

When there was silence on and off the stage, Shen Wan was called into the backstage by the waiter.

At this time, the time for the goods has actually passed. According to the rules, Suixin Pavilion can announce that it will be unsold, but the auctioneer only cares about sweating, so how dare you issue this order? He raised his eyes frequently and looked at Shen Wan's place, but no one appeared there.

When the auctioneer was almost desperate to think whether Shen Wan and others were running away when they saw something wrong, the order came directly from the backstage:

Failed to shoot!

The auctioneer's eyes turned dark and almost became soft. It was easy for the shopkeeper to make a decision, but who else was the one who announced on stage? If he didn't do it well, he would be beaten into ice powder by Xuanming's true water chain...

Just when he was struggling and fearing, a slim figure walked out. It was the shopkeeper Shen Wan. She went straight to the stage and calmly announced:

"No one bids for the timeout, this logistics auction!"

No one breathed a sigh of relief, and the atmosphere became tighter.

Shen Wan turned around at this time and looked at the person who came to the stage to give the photographer: "This Taoist brother, it is really hard to estimate the priceless treasure. Everyone is also cautious and respectful. It's a pity... But this cabinet has some ideas about this treasure. Can you speak with a step?"

After saying this, Shen Wan felt a little cold on her body, and she had already been stabbed through the sight of the visitor. When her heart was slightly tight, she was sending the shot to the person, but she squeezed out two words in a humming voice:

"lead the way."

Shen Wan breathed a sigh of relief. There were also monks in the audience. At some point, the photographer had created a dark cloud-like haze in everyone's hearts, making everyone unable to breathe. Their mood was so important that they could not help but worry.
Chapter completed!