Fight Break:Super Beast Transplant

Although many people feel a little ashamed of the middle-aged man's behavior of using the name of Medicine King Han Feng to show off, at most they just think about it in their hearts and they don't dare to reply directly.

But they didn't dare, but someone dared to bid and compete. For a while, it really gave them the idea of ​​watching a show.

The middle-aged man with spirit-fighting strength was standing at the moment and had not yet sat down again. Just when he was about to sit down and put the item in his bag, he never expected that someone would bid to compete.

And the key is the price.

At this moment, Medicine Emperor Han Feng ordered him to come out and buy this seventh-level magic core, with a reserve fund of 10 million.

Because of this, when he saw the bidding between Black Skull Tomb and Blood Sect reaching more than nine million, he suddenly stopped the bidding.

Just as he thought, Black Skull Tomb and Blood Sect did give up the bidding, but what he never expected was that a stranger would actually bid halfway.

The middle-aged man with Dou Ling strength arched his hands in the direction of Mo Yun, and then said with a bit of pride: "I wonder who this gentleman is?"

Although the price could no longer be raised, the middle-aged man seemed to have not given up using his power to pressure others, and was still ready to find out the details of Mo Yun.

Mo Yun had no intention of getting up, but simply said: "The Medicine King Han Feng...is he very famous? Does he need to talk about it from time to time? If he is really powerful, he will not run from Zhongzhou to Black Corner.

domain!"

Anyway, Mo Yun is wearing a mask, and his identity is not his true identity. Who wouldn’t pretend to be cool?

Once the auction is over, find a place where no one is around, take off the mask, and you will know who everyone is!

However, Mo Yun's words also made him completely pretentious. A few simple words fell into everyone's ears, and the amount of information was not ordinary.

The superficial meaning is that Mo Yun did not take Han Feng seriously and ignored the middle-aged man's threats against Han Feng. Secondly, he seemed to know some details about Han Feng.

Han Feng is very famous in the Black Corner Territory, but not many people know about Han Feng's previous experience. He appeared in the Black Corner Territory like a dragon crossing the river, and he built his next business in just a few years.

From Mo Yun's words, they heard that Mo Yun really wanted to know whether Han Feng came to the Black Angle Region from Zhongzhou, and that he came to the Black Angle Region because of some negative reasons.

After all, the essence of the Black Corner Domain is a crime asylum, which not only houses criminals, but also those who have offended big shots and escaped here.

After all, the middle-aged man only has the strength to fight spirits. Although he is not weak, he is not much stronger in the Black Angle Domain. Once the name of Medicine Emperor Han Feng cannot scare people, then he really is nothing.

Immediately, his eyes were fixed on Mo Yun, as if he wanted to remember Mo Yun's story completely in his heart.

The Black Skull Tomb, the Blood Sect and everyone present at the Eight Gates were also more curious about Mo Yun's identity. Could it be that Mo Yun is also a cross-river dragon from Zhongzhou?

"This kid seems to know a lot of things... Isn't he from the Jia Ma Empire? How could he know these things?" Yao Lao muttered to himself in confusion as he was receiving the instructions.

Xiao Yan, who was also disguised, saw this and asked: "Teacher, how come what he said is true? Is Han Feng from Zhongzhou?"

Yao Lao was not in a very high mood and just said calmly: "Don't ask any more questions. You are too weak now. There are some things that are not good for you if you know them. When it comes time for you to know, I will naturally tell you."

Xiao Yan curled his lips. He was already familiar with Yao Lao's excuses, so he didn't ask further questions.

His eyes were attracted by the next lot.

"Everyone, this is a temporary item we received from the auction, a soul crystal! This thing has the function of improving soul power and nourishing the soul. If you need it, hurry up. The starting price is five hundred thousand yuan, three yuan in total.

Now auction them separately, the first piece!" said the white-haired old man, the auctioneer.

Seeing this scene, Mo Yun couldn't help but smile knowingly. This auction house knew how to operate it. It would be easier to get a higher price if the three crystals of consciousness were auctioned separately than together.

With the emergence of the crystallization of thoughts, many people were attracted there, and more than 90% of them were alchemists.

For alchemists, the effect of soul power is even stronger than fighting spirit, but it is too difficult to improve soul power. Some unlucky people will find it difficult to improve even a little bit in their lifetime.

But now, there is a treasure that can enhance soul power, which is naturally very attractive to them.

After several bids, the first piece of mind crystal was finally sold at a price of 1.53 million.

Seeing the transaction price of the first piece of mind crystal, Mo Yun was naturally happy. At least based on the price of this piece of mind crystal, he didn't have to worry about not being able to afford the price of the seventh-level magic core.

After the first piece of mind crystal was auctioned, the price of the second piece of mind crystal did not decrease at all, but increased even higher. Finally, it was sold for 2.1 million, and the auctioneer turned out to be Xiao Yan.

"Teacher, with this thing, you should no longer worry about falling into a deep sleep due to excessive consumption of soul power!" Xiao Yan said.

Seeing Xiao Yan spending millions for himself, a warmth suddenly surged through his heart, but he didn't say anything, and continued: "The soul wave of that thing is indeed not weak. With that thing, it should be extremely powerful."

Repair and nourish my soul to a great extent..."

"It's a pity that I don't have enough funds, otherwise I would have bought the third piece too! If I had known better, I would have made more elixirs and sold them..." Xiao Yan said.

"Okay, I'm satisfied with your filial piety. After all, this thing is just a consumable. One piece is enough. Besides, the price of the last piece left is probably going to be a lot higher!" said Yao Laodao!

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And the fact is just as Yao Lao said, since there is only the last piece of idea crystal left, the price of the last piece of idea crystal actually reached 3.9 million.

Seeing the final price, Mo Yun couldn't help but sigh, the alchemists are really a wealthy group.

After the idea was crystallized, the auction items that Mo Yun knew were also photographed one after another.

During the bidding process between the Black Skull Tomb and the Blood Sect for the Green Spirit Pill refined by Xiao Yan, the Blood Sect was tricked by the people from the Black Skull Tomb and bought two Green Spirit Pills at a high price.

The flying fighting skills Thunder Bat Sky Wing and the remnant picture of the Pure Lotus Demon Fire were also photographed by the young master of the Blood Sect. As these two things fell into the hands of the young master of the Blood Sect, Mo Yun knew that Xiao Yan was afraid that Xiao Yan would be the same as the one in the original work.

Then he took action.

The earth-level fighting skill Three Thousand Thunderbolts was photographed by someone from the Black Skull Tomb.

As for the final highlight, the Yin Yang Black Dragon Pill, it was taken by someone from the Tian She Mansion.

At this point, the Black Seal City auction finally came to an end after lasting for four or five hours.

However, in the Black Corner Territory, the end of the auction is never determined by the end of the auction. What truly determines the ownership of the auction item is to see whose hands it will fall into the next morning...

"Brother Shen!"

"Um!"

When Shen Changqing walks on the road and meets familiar people, he will say hello or nod to each other.

But no matter who it is.

There is no unnecessary expression on everyone's face, as if they are indifferent to everything.

Regarding this.

Shen Changqing has become accustomed to it.

Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, an organization that maintains the stability of the Qin Dynasty. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, it also has some other side jobs.

It can be said.

Everyone in the Demon Suppression Division has a lot of blood on their hands.

When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.

When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but he got used to it over time.

The Demon-Suppressing Division is huge.

Those who can stay in the Demon Suppressing Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.

Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.

Among them, the Demon Suppressor Division is divided into two professions, one is the Guardian Envoy and the other is the Demon Slayer.

Anyone who enters the Demon Slayer Department starts from the lowest level as a demon slayer.

Then he will be promoted step by step, and eventually he is expected to become a guardian envoy.

Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level among the demon slayers.

Possess the memory of the previous life.

He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.

It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of a loft.

Unlike other places in the Demon Suppression Division that are full of chills, the attic here seems to stand out from the crowd, showing a different kind of tranquility in the bloody Demon Suppression Division.

At this time, the attic door was open, and occasionally people came in and out.

Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment before stepping in.

Enter the attic.

The environment just changes in vain.

The fragrance of ink mixed with the faint smell of blood hit his face, causing him to frown instinctively, but then relaxed it quickly.

There is almost no way to cleanse away the smell of blood that comes from everyone in the Zhenmo Division.