Chapter 1542: Who counts who

Chapter 1542 Who Counts Who

"It has already reached the six **** sources, and there is no one to increase the price, Kuangshi Qihua, but the Yanshou fetish that only appeared in the ancient times, do not shoot at this time, but when."

The old auctioneer shouted **** the auction floor, his expression was also very excited, quite excited.

Jiang Feng and Batian Holy Land increased one piece at a time, letting the Feng Hao in the VIP room be extremely happy in his heart, even the corner of his mouth showed a slight arc.

According to Fen Lao's estimate, one Qiqihua can be exchanged for about three Shenyuan sources, and this large auction is likely to auction four to five yuan. However, this first Qiqihua That is, the price has reached six yuan, and it has not stopped.

"Eight Sources of God."

Jiang Feng sat in the first row, his expression was very relaxed, and he raised the price like no money in his mouth.

Hearing this sentence, the scene was filled with a lot of exclamations, all looking towards the VIPs in the heavenly holy place ...

At this time, in the VIP room, Batian Shengzi and the three elders were sitting inside, but their faces were all iron blue, very unsightly.

"Damn, this sin of the Jiang family is still alive."

One of them, who looked sixty years old and slightly blessed, had a somber face, his eyes flashed with fierceness, and his words were dark.

"Plus or not, we don't have many divine sources this time, and we need to auction some holy materials to the Holy Land ..."

A thin old man asked, looking at the Heavenly Son.

"No one could have imagined that he was hiding under our noses. Seven thousand years have passed ... he should not be able to live long, as long as he is not given Qiqihua."

Batian Shengzi squinted his eyes and faintly opened, all three elders nodded.

Seven thousand years ago, Jiang Feng had lived for more than six thousand years. Even if some bees and turtles were hiding in the ground, after seven thousand years, the vitality in his body should have been consumed. Otherwise, why would he Will choose to emerge from the ground.

"Nine God Sources."

The elders who were blessed, gritted their teeth, or directly added a **** source.

Indeed, Jiang Feng cannot be given the source of God. Otherwise, if he was given a chance to get a new life and survive the calamity, then the loss of the heavenly holy land would not be so small.

But unfortunately, this time they came to the auction, and the whole source of God prepared was not much, and now they can't afford to lose face with the source stone.

Therefore, at the moment, the palms of the four of them are all sweaty, and they are measuring how much divine resources the Jiang family originally had.

Who would have expected such an emergency?

"Ten Divine Sources."

Jiang Feng didn't hesitate at all, just added a divine source again, there was no look on his face, it was as simple as saying a sentence, and some of the popular princes such as the Heavenly Son of the VIP vomited blood.

"Holy Son, we have only brought twenty gods this time. If we call it like this ..."

The blessed old man opened his mouth, and said bitterly to the God of Heaven.

At this time, it has far exceeded the true value of Qihua, and it took more than a dozen yuan to buy and buy. This is simply a lunatic behavior.

"Well, although the Jiang family was a first-class force at that time, how many divine sources can his family have ..."

There was a flash of light in the eyes of Batian Shengzi, and a sinister smile was evoked at the corner of his mouth. He said, "We will accompany him and finally give it to him, hehe ... I want to go against the sky with a Qiqihua. Is impossible. "

"Son the Son really sees it."

All three elders brightened their eyes.

People in this world put their whole heart on cultivation and use it for imagination, because very few people in the world worship military force and respect it. In front of absolute power, all conspiracy is futile.

"Eleven Divine Sources."

The blessed old man cleared his throat and shouted loudly, and was quite agitated.

"Twelve Divine Sources."

Jiang Feng's face was not red and he was not panting.

This Coca-Cola broke Fenghao and almost laughed aloud, but because there was Lotte on the side, he kept snarling, very hard.

Wasted. I knew that the competition would be so fierce. It is enough to auction one Qiqihua, so why auction three?

"Thirteen Divine Sources."

With the nod of the Emperor of Heaven, the sound of the blessed old man came out a moment later.

"Hey."

Jiang Feng's cries did not ring as they expected, but there was a joke of laughter. When he was in a hurry, Batian's face changed, and a bad feeling came to his heart.

"Since your Heavenly Holy Land so hopes to get this first Qiqihua, then I will let you ..."

Jiang Feng's sound of ridicule and ridicule sounded on the scene, letting everyone be confused.

People who were originally inevitable had given up, but now they have suddenly given up. This has changed so much that people can't react.

However, soon, many people also understood the reason ...

"It seems that the source of the gods on Jiang Feng is also limited ..."

Many people have a bottom in their minds, but their looks are a bit unsightly, especially those old antiques who came for these three aster flowers, their eyes are a little flickering.

In fact, everyone was able to guess the divine source of the Heavenly Holy Land on the hesitant price of the Heavenly Holy Land. It is estimated that it was almost a dozen yuan. Power.

But now, it has also been shown that there are at least twelve divine sources in Jiang Feng's body.

A Qiqi flower with six divine sources, which made everyone frown.

As for the top powers, they should not be shot, because Jiang Feng, who was very happy with them, got these two Qiqi flowers, which caused some trouble to the heavenly holy land.

"The price of Batian Holy Land is 13 yuan, and there is no one asking for it ... the third time, no one asks for a price, and the transaction is concluded."

The auctioneer's elder also seemed to be impatient to facilitate this disproportionate transaction, ringing a small silver-white bell on the auction table.

The first Qiqi flower fell into the hands of Batian Holy Land, which made all the people in the audience show a strange look.

This time, the big loss of the Heavenly Holy Land is settled.

"Brother Hao, this time you can make a lot of money, wait for the Spring Wind Pavilion, you treat."

Lotte smiled strangely and said to Feng Hao.

"Humph."

Feng Hao snorted softly, didn't explain, didn't admit it, and left his head to one side.

Actually, Cheng does n’t admit it, which is also a matter of time. As long as Lotte takes the time to go to Hongmeng and Mengjie, what else can he hide?

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