Chapter 397: The auction was successful, and the five-clawed golden dragon was obtained

"Hehe, what a cunning dragon breeder, this man in black is just a puppet."

Ye Yun's eyes flashed with divine light, and he could see through the true face of the man in black in an instant.

This puppet looks different from the puppets of the Moon Star Dragon Temple.

The biggest difference between the two is that the dragon-raising puppet of the Jinyu Auction House has clear facial features, just like a human being.

The two puppets that appeared on Moon and Star were faceless.

The dragon-raiser puppets of today's auction house are not at a high level of cultivation, only at the first level of the gods.

Ye Yun's eyes moved.

An invisible mark was planted on the man in black in an instant.

The man in black didn't notice it.

Ye Yun wanted to find the nest of the dragon breeder through this black man.

"Distinguished guests, this time the auction is for a five-claw golden dragon. Now the auction starts, with a starting price of 5 billion Lingshi."

The voice of the beautiful host rang.

"I paid six billion, no one else should grab it from me, beauty, the price should be pretty good too, right?"

In a certain private room, Tyrant's Wang Teng said with a sneer.

"..."

The beauty host was expressionless, she naturally hoped that the higher the price, the better.

However, this Tyrant Tianzong is powerful, and their Jinyu Auction House is not willing to provoke.

"Six billion spirit stones, this is really a terrifying number..."

Mingxue Qingmulong showed a shocked expression on his face.

"The spirit stone of the Divine Land contains divine nature, far from being comparable to that of the spirit stone of the Cangnan Continent."

Ye Yun looked at the mirror and said with a smile.

He had already scanned the spirit stones in those storage rings.

There are seven billion in total.

"Seven billion."

Ye Yun shouted directly.

Anyway, there are some other medicines and magic weapons in those storage rings. If you calculate them, it is estimated that they can reach 10 billion.

These are windfalls, and it won’t hurt to spend it.

what?

Someone dared to compete with this suzerain?

In a certain private room, Wang Teng in a green robe showed a sullen expression on his face.

"Eight billion."

He unceremoniously shouted another amazing number.

"Nine billion."

Ye Yun followed the quote.

No matter what the cost, he will photograph this five-clawed golden dragon.

Seeing another price exploded in that private room, Wang Teng's expression suddenly turned pale, and he waved his hand.

"9.5 billion."

"Ten billion."

Ye Yun followed up again without any pause.

The continuous quotation suppressed the Tyrant's Wang Teng, and immediately aroused the speculation of the monks of various forces in the other rooms.

"Who the **** is this? It's really bullish to dare to challenge the Tyrannical Sect!"

"The Tyrant Sect has always been domineering, haha, they finally met a formidable opponent today!"

The monks of different forces have different expressions on their faces, and they all have a feeling of admiration for the mysterious figure who has suddenly emerged.

They are eager to lose the Overlord Tianzong.

Wang Teng was about to continue to follow up, when suddenly an old man beside him pulled his sleeve quickly.

"Why does the Sect Master have the same knowledge as him? If he has the courage to take pictures, then my Tyrant Sect has the courage to cut his head."

The old man said with a sneer.

"This statement makes sense."

Wang Teng laughed, his face showed a hideous look, and he didn't continue to follow the price.

The beautiful host shouted three times and found that no one continued to follow the price, so she made a final decision and announced the ownership of the young dragon.

An old man from the auction house walked into Ye Yun's elegant room.

Ye Yun threw the eight storage rings to the old man.

"It should be worth 10 billion. If it is not enough, I will fill it..."

Ye Yun said lightly.

"Okay, guest officer, I will check it now, and please wait a moment."

The old man held eight rings and stepped out respectfully.

After a while, the old man entered the private room again.

Next to him stood the beautiful host with transparent **** in both hands.

"Guardian, your ring is worth a total of 10.5 billion, and there are still 500 million spiritual stones left in this ring. As for this young dragon, please put it away."

The old man said politely and put a storage ring on the table.

Ye Yun nodded.

He didn't expect that 500 million more spirit stones would come out. It seems that this auction house is still very particular about doing business, and it gives him a good impression.

Ye Yun put away the storage ring and took the crystal bead from the beautiful host.

Seeing the golden little dragon swimming in it, Ye Yun's eyes suddenly softened.

This poor little dragon.

Although it was sold by the dragon breeder, there was still a certain restriction in his body. No matter how much it would cultivate in the future, the dragon breeder could kill it at any time.

Ye Yun's eyes flashed.

It was discovered that the dragon breeder left Yunxiao City hurriedly after getting the spirit stone.

Ye Yun didn't care.

The puppet had already been imprinted by him, and he couldn't escape his control at all.

Ye Yun put away the crystal beads and walked out of the gold jade auction house with the dark blood green wood dragon.

As soon as he walked to the door, he saw two people standing outside the door, staring at himself coldly.

"I thought it was three-headed and six-armed? It turned out that you took the five-clawed golden dragon away."

Wang Teng's face was cold, with a mocking look in his eyes.

"Why, are you still not convinced?"

Ye Yun smiled faintly, and an indifferent look returned unceremoniously.

He had discovered Wang Teng's actions a long time ago, so he let himself exude the breath of the fifth layer of the Divine Sovereign Realm.

Naturally, I wanted to dig a hole for Wang Teng, so that this incredible guy could do it on himself earlier.

"You wait for me."

A smirk flashed across Wang Teng's face, and the old man turned and left.

Ye Yun smiled, looking forward to his eyes.

This guy Wang Teng rushed to the young dragon, and the spirit stones in his storage ring were at least 10 billion.

Kill this guy.

It's good to make another small fortune.

Although Ye Yun can't use it, he can take it back and give it to those juniors and monsters of the Shenlong Sect.

After all, the spirit stones here contain divine nature, and their quality is much higher than the spirit stones in Cangnan Continent.

"This son, do you need protection? Our Jinyu Auction House has a Seventh Floor of the Divine Sovereign Realm who can help you."

The beautiful host of the auction house walked over slowly, looked at Ye Yun's beautiful face, and said with a smile.

"no need."

Ye Yun smiled lightly, and immediately left the Jinyu Auction House and walked towards the gate of Yunxiao City.

"It's a pity!"

The beauty host looked at Ye Yun's back, a look of regret flashed in her eyes.

Ye Yun left the city, only flew about ten miles away, two rays of light fell from the sky, one left and the other blocked his way.

"Boy, hand over the young dragon, I can spare your life."

Wang Teng carried his hands on his back, his breath was vigorous, like a burning mountain of flames, looking at Ye Yun, he said with an unusually arrogant laugh.

The old man beside him was also a great monk on the sixth floor of the Divine Sovereign Realm.

The powerful breath swept over like a sea tide.

Ye Yun remained indifferent.

His eyes were calm, the corners of his lips curled up, and he smiled brightly: "If you hand over the storage ring, maybe I can keep you alive."

"what?"

"Keep me alive?"

Looking at such an arrogant young man in white, Wang Teng laughed.

The unfamiliar young man in white, his tone is really not small!

what?

What a fast speed!

The next moment, the face of Wang Teng who was laughing greatly changed. He was shocked to find that a slap suddenly appeared in front of him without warning.

Snapped!

There was a crisp sound.

Half of Wang Teng's face was immediately slapped by Ye Yun, and it became red and swollen.