Peerless Martial God 2

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No one knows how Lin Feng went out to find the results of Qianjin Caiyue. It’s just that Hushan’s feeling of coming back to Lin Feng is not too good, so he didn’t dare to provoke.

The time is almost the same, the second half of the auction is about to begin, Song Qiujiu continues to lead everyone to the back hall of the city's main house, still enter the 30th loft along the dark road, but this time At least I know that the seventh attic is the representative of the power field.

Song Qiujiu still doesn't know which wolf and the semi-intestine are in the attic. It can only continue to observe. Of course, if you encounter good things, you will spare no effort to auction them. At least you will be qualified to hold the baby, not under the eyes. Let go.

Half an hour, almost all the representatives in the attic were in place, and the people in the hall all came, but the owner of the white house sitting at the front did not appear here, which made people quite surprised. Ye Ping’s sunrise is lavish, and he dares to compete with other forces. How can this second half be absent?

Some people say that it is because his son was beaten by a man, and the amiable owner is looking for an enemy to calculate the account.

In doubt, the deputy city owner of Jingcheng is still the Jinchao old man who came up. After the killing incident last night, he was also serious. After being criticized by Jingrui City, he also regretted it. He arrived at the inn as soon as possible. Not a such thing.

The two great gods have been killed in succession. Where does the face of Jingcheng go? Who will dare to come to Jingcheng to auction things in the future, who dares to live in Jingcheng?

Even at this moment, everyone sitting in a chair seems to feel that there is a knife holder on the neck, or there is a pair of eyes staring at them in the dark, so uneasy, two killings, people feel very uneasy.

"You, the next auction will officially start, please have the first heavy treasure, the gods, the three-gun!"

The old man of Jinpao sighed and sighed. Immediately, the disciple of the city’s main house took a silver three-grain gun about two meters long. It was indeed as famous. The entire silver pistol was engraved with three stripes, and each stripe road flashed. The temperament of different temperament makes people feel scared.

God's ancestor, three-grain gun, although I don't know which utensil master made it by hand, it is definitely a good thing.

"Bottom price, 100 million." The old man of Jinpao shouted out the bidding price, and someone immediately participated in the auction.

"110 million."

"120 million."

"140 million."

......

After Lin Feng went back, he asked about the true value of Shennong. Someone told him that this million-million-dollar can be used to build a 100-meter pavilion, and ten million yuan is enough to build a large hall, or luxurious. House, as for this billion-dollar coin, it is enough to buy a dozen square miles of land, one billion can buy a small half of the city area, if billions of God coins, it is enough to buy a quarter of Jingcheng .

How big is Jingcheng? Not much to say that at least a thousand miles is the scope of Jingcheng, I can imagine that the price of this **** coin is still very high, so this piece of treasure can buy a region.

This is also the reason why Song Qiuji is so short of money. The barbarians are not like other octagonal fields. Some of the octagonal fields themselves are rich in babies, they can go out to sell, and some fields cooperate with outside forces, while the savage domain is poor from childhood. Can only rob the rich.

Over time, it will become poorer.

"360 million".

In the meantime, Lin Feng has already discovered that the three-gun has been photographed at a price of 360 million yuan, and the shot is the twenty-seven attic. The price of 360 million is also maintained.

The three-grain gun was auctioned by the twenty-seven loft auction, while Lin Feng and Song Qiujiu were not interested in the shot. Lin Feng had two treasures in his hand, the war **** sword and the beads, so the gods were not attractive to themselves.

Song Qiuji is not missing this thing. He sees that Lin Feng is not interested in this thing, so he will not shoot.

"Send the three-grain gun into the attic of the twenty-seventh." The old man of Jinpao gave a hand to the next voice, and immediately there was a special person to follow the dark road to the three-legged gun to the representative of the twenty-seventh attic.

"The next heavy treasure is one of the three supreme treasures of this Jingcheng auction. It is the most valuable except for the flower of honor."

"Shinto, triple wave!"

Finally, in the rest of everyone's reluctance to listen, the way of the Shinto they expected was finally a clue, and finally revealed his true content.

Shinto, triple wave!

The real Shinto technique can make the Emperor's peak break through the ancestors, and make the ancestors more powerful and break through the treasures of the grade.

At this moment, almost everyone sat up straight, regardless of whether they were eligible to participate in the auction, they at least with a respectful look at the Shinto technique, and the representatives in the attic all clenched their fists, they came here to This thing comes.

Be sure to take your hand.

Lin Feng also sat up straight, breathing slightly increased, once heard of people, the nebula gods said, the ancestors also said, even Qianjin Caiyue and Song Qiuji have mentioned, the Shinto technique, right The peaks of the gods and the gods have great significance.

The skill of repairing the Shinto will make people improve their combat power and make people break through their ancestors faster.

At this moment, Lin Feng was tempted, and secretly vowed to take this thing, and could not fall into the hands of other people. This time, no matter what force the other party is, if they dare to compete with themselves, then kill!

A killing word reflects Lin Feng’s decisive character. He does not kill, but does not kill him. Now, for the sake of Shinto, it is worth it, then kill.

"You, because Jingrui City Master promised that there are two pieces of treasures to Taiqingmen and Casting Hills respectively, so this Shinto, triple wave, is the ultimate battle of this time, please cherish."

"It's starting price is one billion yuan!"

When the old man of Jinpao had a mouth, he let the participants in the hall face a gray face, a decadent smile, and a bitter heart could not stand the blow of reality, one billion? Let them not even qualify for the auction, can only look at the attic to represent you to fight for me.

One billion?

Lin Feng took a cold breath and felt that the high is outrageous. One billion yuan of God coins can create a small city, but it can only be exchanged for the price of a Shinto.

"The technique of Shinto is rare in the war. In addition to the new Shinto techniques of the later generations, there are only the techniques of Shinto left by the ancestors, some of which were abandoned in various tombs and sites. It’s too hard to find it back."

"Because of this, a Shinto technique can auction a total of two or three billion yuan of God coins. This is not an exaggeration, so there is no money, and you don't want to bid, you will lose your money."

"But hey, brothers don't be afraid, Qing girl and Caiyue girl handed me three billion yuan of coins, using less than one billion, and twenty memories, all for brothers, bidding for the magic of the gods."

"I know what you lack, and the technique of Shinto is very important to you." Song Qiuji did not hesitate to give this opportunity to Lin Feng. After all, this money is all about Qinghuangtian and Qianjin Caiyue. He can borrow this money to buy the fireland Binglian.

Lin Feng naturally wants to say something, but it was stopped by Song Qiujiu. He did not listen to the explanation, as long as the result.

The technique of Shinto must be given to Lin Feng. Even if he is now the peak of the Emperor and will soon break through the ancestors, he will not hesitate to give this opportunity to Lin Feng.

This makes Lin Feng quite moved. Song Qiu is loyal to the loyalty. It is not the kind of guy who sees money and sees the fortune. This friend, Lin Feng has handed it over. As for whether he can become a brother, he has to use time to test.

The auction is not so smooth, although some people remember the art of Shinto, but it seems to be very reserved, but also the means of the other party to test people, to see who is unsettled, whoever needs this thing, and then work together to carry it out, After this lack of a competitor, they continue to compete.

I have to say that this method is very clear, but more expensive, will make the price of heavy treasure higher and higher.

Finally, some people couldn’t help themselves. The emerald stone in front of the 35th attic was lit up, and it was unprecedented light.

"One billion and fifty million."

A price, directly raised the Shinto technique to the standard of 1.50 billion, surprised some people.

Of course, this is only the lowest price. Some people will participate in the auction. It is not a billionth of things.

"1.2 billion."

Suddenly, the No. 5 attic directly shouted 1.2 billion yuan, directly swaying the wolf in the attic of the 35th in the attic, and only rushed out of the theory.

"1300000000".

After only three seconds, the new price appeared again, from the 18th attic, and it was a woman's voice.

Lin Feng's ear moved slightly, and the corner of his mouth was a little curved. Because he determined the position of the representative of the war spirits, it was the 18th attic, the female elder from the warring spirit, and the nine elders fighting Yuying.

Have the opportunity, let this thief and son also corpse in Jingcheng, since the warring people want to play, then have a good time to play!

Zhan Yuying did not know that she had been eyeing Lin Feng. However, she was in a bad mood these two days. Some of the high-ranking people in the family also saw the patriarch and sued her for her unfavorable protection.

She argued that she finally got the trust of the patriarch, but the patriarch had the order to auction the Shinto technique. She must obey the ~www.wuxiaspot.com~1.3 billion, which is the price she gave.

Of course, this price is far from over.

"1.4 billion." The twenty-seventh loft also had a voice, a slightly lazy voice, and there seemed to be a yawning sound detail, so that the side of Song Qiu’s nine-mouth corner also had a slight curvature. He can be sure of the twenty-seventh. Who is the representative in the attic?

"1.5 billion." The seventh loft, the representative of Liyu, shouted out and joined the auction.

Hundreds of flowers are famous, and they are eager to compete. It can be said that people are feasting.

Lin Feng couldn't help but participate in the auction.

"1.5 billion one."

Ok?

Lin Feng’s outcry price suddenly attracted the attention of countless people, and the representatives in the attic did not frown, zero one? Shouted for a half-day price, even adding only one **** coin?

Is this a shame? Still excessive confidence?

Of course, it’s not that Lin Feng just doesn’t want to make the price too high, so as not to have enough money, and finally a passive chance to give up the auction.

Qinghuangtian saw his mind and took a ring directly from his pocket and gently placed it on the table: "This is twenty yuan, not enough for me."

Song Qiujiu: "..."

Ming beast: "..."

Long Tiger and others are envious of the hateful Lin Feng, what is the life of this kid, the wife who is looking for it is so rich?