Douluo's assistant carrying five swords

"The starting price is gold soul coins, and each increase in price will be at least gold soul coins." the host shouted.

As soon as they heard about one hundred thousand, three-quarters of the people suddenly lost interest, not only because they had never heard of this Sword God Palace, but also one hundred thousand gold soul coins was not a small amount.

"This distinguished guest offered yuan!" the host shouted excitedly.

"One hundred twenty thousand!"

"One hundred and thirty thousand!"

"One hundred and fifty thousand!"

"One hundred and eighty thousand!"

"Two hundred thousand!"

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At first there were about ten people bidding, but in the end there were only two people left, and the price was called five hundred thousand!

Five hundred thousand is no longer a small amount, and it is also a lot of money for a medium-sized clan.

"Half a million once, a half a million twice, a half a million..."

"Six hundred thousand!"

At this moment, a cold voice came from the VIP room next to him. The voice was gentle and sweet, but as cold as frost.

She spoke out for the first time, but she overshadowed everyone, just like a queen.

"Six hundred thousand, this distinguished guest is offering six hundred thousand! Does anyone else want to join?" the host shouted excitedly.

"Six hundred thousand once, six hundred thousand twice, six hundred thousand three times! Deal!"

With a bang, the host dropped the hammer with such force that the handle of the hammer broke, which showed how excited he was.

"It's over, what do you two think?" Zheng Zhaozhi looked at the two of them with a smile.

"You are so rich. A piece of jade actually sold for yuan." Liang Yue sighed, with an expression on her face that the world for rich people is good.

Seeing Liang Yue showing such an expression, she immediately showed contempt. Sure enough, a group of country bumpkins like money.

"Brother Tang, how about asking Uncle Zhong to take you to get the meteorite, and Xiaowu and I will wait for you here?" Zheng Zhaozhi said with a smile, while taking out a card from his pocket.

Liang Yue understood immediately and immediately greeted him with a smile, saying: "Okay, okay, Xiao Wu, I tell you, you must serve Brother Zheng well and don't play with your little temper."

"Don't worry, brother, I'm not the kind of person who has a bad temper for no reason." Bai Zong understood, and then showed an aggrieved look, which made me feel pity for him.

When they went to the toilet together just now, she and Liang Yue had already colluded. After Liang Yue got the thing, she signaled and asked her to knock Zheng Zhaozhi out and rush out.

However, it seems to be easier now. This guy actually got rid of his guard. It's really... awesome.

Then Liang Yue went out with the soul sect named Zhong Bo. After going out, he met the woman in the VIP room next to him.

The first impression is of sanctity and beauty.

She had long pale golden hair, delicate facial features, and her eyes were cold, like those of a killer, but not, and there was also a trace of intelligence.

Very contradictory.

Liang Yue ignored her. After getting the meteorite iron, Uncle Zhong handed Liang Yue a card with only gold soul coins in it.

On the spot, Liang Yue's face didn't look very good, but this was already a free prostitution, so let's take what you get.

"get out."

Uncle Zhong glanced at Liang Yue with disdain, then turned around and walked back. His mission was to protect Zheng Zhaozhi.

Just after leaving the auction, Liang Yue blew a whistle, and the sound was like an eagle's cry, resounding throughout the sky.

After hearing the sound, Bai Zong stood up and left, but Zheng Zhaozhi had long been knocked unconscious.

After Liang Yue left, Zheng Zhaozhi was knocked unconscious by Bai Zong's sword. After taking off the small space storage device on his body, he waited for Liang Yue's signal.

Within a few seconds, Bai Zong appeared in front of Liang Yue. The two of them looked at each other and smiled, treacherously like foxes, and their colluding appearance was quite a bit like that of a gangster.

"Let's go back to the restaurant quickly, otherwise the old guy will chase us out." Bai Zong said.

When she came out just now, she saw Uncle Zhong walking back. She should be almost at the VIP room now.

"You're stupid!" Liang Yue just wanted to praise her, but when he heard such retarded words, she was shocked on the spot.

"He is the son of the city lord. If you stay here for one night, you will see our wanted posters plastered all over the streets tomorrow. Let's run away now." Liang Yue said.

"it is good!"

However, as soon as the two people left the city, Liang Yue sensed that there was someone fighting in front of them. According to his own investigation, there were two waves of people, both of which were strong men at the level of Soul Emperor, Soul Saint, and Soul Douluo.

One wave was led by a blond girl, and the other wave was a bit more mixed, with all kinds of people.

"What should I do?" Bai Zong frowned slightly. She can't beat the Soul Saint. As for the Soul Emperor, it's no problem to beat him one at a time.

"We'll wait and see what happens. If we can grab that golden talisman, let's grab it too!" Liang Yue's eyes flashed, her expression serious.

This golden talisman must be related to the Sword God Palace. He knew very little about the Sword God Palace, and preparing more things unearthed from the Sword God Palace should give him a certain degree of protection.

Moreover, this golden talisman corresponds to the sentences on his map. It is impossible to write a few words on a map without any reason, it must have profound meaning.

This golden talisman has the same source as this poem, both from the series "Ghost Blowing the Lamp". In "Ghost Blowing the Lamp", touching the golden talisman represents touching the gold captain. Perhaps this golden talisman is a symbol of status.

Liang Yue didn't know what his identity was, but he felt that there was a high probability that he was a disciple of the Sword God Palace.

"Why, you first-class families also want to be enemies of my Spirit Hall?" the elder next to the blond girl snorted coldly.

The old man opposite was an eighty-five-level agility-type battle soul master, and he was only an eighty-one-level power attack type battle soul master. He couldn't defeat him despite his speed, so he hoped that the reputation of Wuhun Palace could scare them.

"We don't want it either. We just want the jade in her hands! We can give it to you for yuan!" said an old man opposite.

There are dozens of people behind both sides, but the blond girl's side has fewer people, only about twenty people, while the other side has thirty people in total.

At this time, Wuhundian's side didn't have much of an advantage.

"Saintess, when the war starts, you quickly take this jade and run away. With us behind you, they will never be able to catch up." Wuhundian Yihun Douluo whispered.

"I know." The girl said coldly.

"You know this is impossible!" The elder of Wuhun Palace objected.

"Then... I'm so offended!"

After saying that, the martial soul possessed him, various soul rings flew out, and the war was about to break out.

"run!"

The elder of Wuhun Hall roared, activated his Wuhun, and went forward.

However, the Contra was the first to attack, and his figure appeared in front of the saint in just a blink of an eye.

The saint's pupils shrank slightly, she didn't expect this Contra to be so fast. She quickly retreated, but was hit in the stomach with a palm. She spat out a mouthful of blood and flew backwards several meters.

"Mantis, don't bully others too much!"

Everyone in Wuhun Hall was angry and rushed over desperately, blocking the attack of more than thirty people and an eighty-five-level Soul Douluo with only about twenty people.

"Chase her! Kill her and take away the jade!" Contra looked at her and shouted.

"If you kill her, your family will be buried with her!" the elder of Wuhun Palace roared.

She is a saint, and if something happens to her, not only him, but also herself will be implicated in the nine tribes!

"We choose to go to war with you, and there is no way out!" The old man suppressed his blush, roared, and swatted it away. Just as he was about to catch up, he was surrounded by two soul saints.

Fortunately, two or three Soul Sects escaped. They should be more than enough to deal with an injured Soul King.

The saint was vomiting blood as she ran. The old bastard's attack just now was too heavy. If she hadn't had defensive equipment, she would have been killed by that blow.

After running for dozens of minutes, the battle between Wuhundian and the mysterious people had long since disappeared, but the saint still did not dare to relax and must take this thing back.

Grandpa once said that it should be very important. Maybe this thing can change my situation.

hum! !

A large sea of ​​​​fire suddenly arrived, catching the saint off guard. Just now, she did not notice the presence of someone following her.

The Saint held her arms in front of her body, and a golden film appeared in front of her, wrapping her figure.

With a bang, the membrane burst, and she took dozens of steps back, her face turning pale again.

"Damn it, Angel Martial Spirit, Spear of Victory!" A golden seraph instantly appeared behind the saint, and a sacred and solemn aura enveloped her.

She held her hand in the air, and suddenly a golden spear several meters long was formed, and it was aimed at the two of them and shot out. The spear turned into a flash of light, streaking across the sky like a meteor.

With a pop, the two soul sects were instantly pierced through the heart by extremely fast spears and fell silent.

The Saint also forcibly activated her soul skills, which caused the soul power to flow backwards, and the damage broke out again. In an instant, her face became even paler.

She sat cross-legged and was about to recover when she felt severe pain in the back of her head, then her vision went dark and she fell unconscious.