Control The World

As soon as the price came out, Ning Fuhai couldn't help jumping, his face changed a little, secretly: Is this kid really going to hollow out our Ning family?

The Ning family is not like the Wu family. Although there are some industries, the profit is definitely not as scary as the Wu family.

A set of three-pin war spirit array actually bought 1.5 million spirit stones. He motioned for his followers to go to Ningwufeng's private room so that he would not increase the fare any more. Otherwise Ning's will not pay for him.

"My brother-in-law is domineering," Chen Tongren shouted immediately.

Wu Gang's complexion changed and hesitated, he heard Xiao Ziyi speak.

"This set of four-magic slaughtering spirit formations, which we tested at Linjiang Pavilion, was independently exhibited by monks from Qiqi Realm, who were able to fight against monks in Tongji. If the monks in Tongji were exhibited ..." Her voice stopped abruptly. It left countless imagination spaces for everyone present.

Wu Gang came to his senses instantly. If Ning Wufeng won the spirit array, it would not be so easy to send a monk who knew the situation to kill him!

"Two million out of this boy!"

There was a sudden uproar on the court. Two million spirit stones are definitely one of the few high prices in the history of Linjiang Pavilion auction.

But Wu Gang thought in his mind that winning the war spirit array was one aspect, on the other hand, it could break a living path for Ning Wufeng. The two million are also funeral money for Ning Wufeng.

The absolute value of this money! Two million people killed Ning family a genius, which is more conducive to the development and growth of the Wu family. By then, Dad must praise his far-reaching thoughts.

"2.5 million!" Ning Wufeng said lightly.

what?

Still have to increase the price?

Everyone's face changed, and even the smile on Wu Gang's face froze. Ning Fuhai's expression is even more wonderful. Does Ning Wufeng want to play to death and report his previous revenge?

He thought of it, and secretly asked someone to take care of the director of Linjiang Pavilion and left through the wickets.

What happened after this please, let this guy take the consequences!

"Haha, yes, my brother-in-law is like this, **** that arrogant guy, no money, I'll lend it to you." Chen Tongren laughed, seeing Wu Gang's consolation, how happy he was.

There are already 2.5 million spirit stones.

Wu Gang took a deep breath and kept telling himself: This money was used to buy Ning Wufeng's life, and it was worth it.

This money is not used to buy spiritual array. Ning Wufeng's life is worth the price.

"Three million spirit stones!" He took a deep breath and said that the whole spirit was highly strained. If he would rather raise the price, he would not have the courage to follow.

Ning Wufeng felt that Wu Gang's mood had changed greatly.

At this time, Xiao Ziyi's cute voice was heard: "Does Ning Gongzi have to increase the fare?"

Wu Gang also raised his ears. Everyone on the field raised their ears, this is definitely a thrilling auction feast.

"No more." Ning Wufeng said lightly, and the words that fell into Wu Gang's ears were tantamount to the sound of nature.

Chen Tongren also said with some dismay: "Hey, brother-in-law, that arrogant guy was cheap."

Wu Gang sighed heavily and laughed wildly: "Haha, Ning Wufeng, you waste, you also want to increase the price with my son. If you have the ability to add, you add, even if you add a spirit stone, my son will Give you the spirit array. "

"Is this true?" Ning Wufeng said quietly.

Wu Gang's face was tense for a moment. Does this guy really want to increase the price? He hated himself for boasting about Haikou again.

Immediately, he heard Ning Wufeng chuckling and said, "Fun to play with you."

Wu Gang felt like he was on a roller coaster, suddenly high and low, suddenly relieved, and was about to open his mouth to attack Ning Wufeng, but he heard Ning Wufeng speak.

"Is there anyone who raises the price to buy their own things? I am very satisfied with the price of this set of Sanpinlingzhen, thank you Grandpa Wu." Ning Wufeng laughed.

what?

The original owner of this set of spirit arrays is Ning Wufeng?

Just kidding.

Wu Gang felt a moment of sullenness for a while. After a long day of trouble, he was posed by Ning Wufeng again. He didn't exhale a bitter gas, and fell straight to the ground.

"My son, my son." A group of slaves scrambled up Wu Gang and shouted.

However, Grandson Wu was so anxious that he passed out.

On the auction floor, many people heard Ning Wufeng's words with bright eyes, and they were able to make Sanpin Lingzhen, which is definitely a master of Sanpin Lingzhen.

Even Lou Yuan ’s stiff complexion instantly became milder, and Chao Ning shouted with a smile and shouted, “I did n’t expect Ning ’s son to have such a natural talent, and he had a chance to be close to him.

"Yes, what Ning Gongzi will tell today will be a good story in the future." Someone sought a smile.

"Good to say good to say." Ning Wufeng smiled lightly.

Only the strength of this world can be respected. This is an iron law.

A Sanpinling array bought a high price of three million yuan, which really exceeded Ning Wufeng's expectations. I felt that I had money in my hand, and I was very confident.

"The next treasure, a singular object from the western soil, is a little girl who can't make it shallow, but this material is full of spirits, even exceeding the sixth-grade elixir." Xiao Ziyi said softly.

"Six potions?" Everyone was a little surprised.

"I don't know what's the use of this thing?" Someone shouted immediately.

Xiao Ziyi shook her head gently and said, "Little girls are not very clear, so there is no reserve price for this thing, and you can bid freely. If anyone can tell the history, this item can be sold at half price."

Ning Wufeng glanced at the object with divine awareness, like a pearl, the size of a fist, the whole body of amber, looks like a spirit jade, but the spirit is extremely abundant, and a magnificent and magnificent breath emanates.

Buddhism?

Ning Wufeng murmured that the western soil of this life was very far away from Zhao, and the Buddhism in western soil was rarely heard.

How does it feel like a relic of the past rumors?

In any case, Ning Wufeng was so impressed by the abundant spiritual power that he searched for so many elixir would not be able to bear this amber relic.

Ning Wufeng secretly said that this relic was bound to be obtained.

"It's a good spiritual thing, I don't know if it can be used as a panacea." Someone in the temple of the spirit spoke, and it was the man in the Medicine Pavilion, Luo Feishui, and his sister Zhao Yanran.

"I have 10,000 spirit stones." Luo Feishui opened his mouth. As a proud disciple of the Medicine Pavilion of the Spirit Temple, Luo Feishui saw Ning Wufeng out of the limelight, and he inevitably raised the heart of comparison, and said immediately.

His sister, Zhao Yanran, was also a slender and beautiful girl, and she glanced at Ning Wufeng from time to time, and said, "Brother, everyone said that Ning Grandpa is a waste, but today it seems that it is unnecessary."

Luo Feishui originally saw Ning Wufeng unhappy, and immediately said, "Well, waste is waste, even if you know how to portray spiritual array? Without cultivation, it is harder to get better in the future!"

He didn't deliberately suppress his own voice. The court was full of monks, ears and ears, and they could hear clearly.

But Luo Fei-shui's words made Lou Yuan raise his eyebrows and looked at Ning Wufeng, and his mind was alive.

"Fifteen thousand spirit stones." Ning Wufeng said lightly. It seems that everyone is not very concerned about such relics, and the bargaining interest is not very high. Of course, it may be because Wu Gang was seen twice before, and everyone did not dare to follow.

Luo Feishui raised a frown, and frowned, "This waste is so vengeful, can't it be that I want to increase my price on purpose?"

His face was a little ugly, but Shimei still whispered in his ears that Ning Wufeng was good and magical.

"Shut up," he whispered softly, and shouted loudly, "two thousand spirit stones."

In his opinion, Ning Wufeng meant to embarrass him deliberately, but it was also the pride of the heavenly spirit temple. How could Luo Feishui lose so easily.

And Ning Wufeng didn't think of how to make enemies out of nothing, touched his nose, and shouted, "Five thousand spirit stones."

Luo Feishui picked his eyelids, and the fifty thousand spirit stones were not a small number for him. He gritted his teeth, his eyes rolled around, and said, "80 thousand spirit stones."

"One hundred thousand spirit stones." Ning Wufeng also shouted.

"Ha ha, Ning Gongzi is really rich and wealthy. His mind is as good as Xiuwei. One hundred thousand spirit stones sell a toy, and Luo admires it." Luo Feishui laughed and thought that Ning had no wind.

One hundred thousand spirits photographed this relic. Ning Wufeng laughed secretly in his heart. If Luo Feishui was made aware of the value of this relic, I am afraid he would not laugh so happily.

During the intermission, a waiter brought Ning Wufeng both the spirit stone and the auction items, and the relic money had been removed.

Nearly three million spirit stones were first seen by Ning Wufeng, all of them were replaced by the nine-nation spirit stone tickets, which is more than one person tall.

The waiter asked if he needed to send him back. Ning Wufeng shook his head and motioned them to retreat. He was alone in the private room at this time.

With a wave of his hand, all the Lingshi tickets were put into the space amulet. He picked up the amber-colored relic, and a thick spiritual power came from the relic instantly. Ning Wufeng felt the involuntary spirit work involuntarily.

"So strong spiritual power." Ning Wufeng secretly said.

The amber-colored relic tentacles are extremely moist, and the consciousness is released, and the veteran monk in the reliance can be seen vaguely.

Buddha bone relic!

As if a sound of natural sounds rang in Ning Wufeng's mind, his eyes suddenly lighted, and the relic turned into a ball of aura and went straight to his mind.

A huge spiritual power instantly appeared on Ning Wufeng's limbs and bones.

醍醐 Initiation!

Ning Wufeng's consciousness still has a hint of clarity. Thinking of such words, the spiritual power is too huge, so that he does not have time to think about too many questions, but only concentrates on refining spiritual power.

Bleed Qiqitian.

Bleed air from the eighth sky.

The air entrainment is in the ninth heaven.

Ning Wufeng jumped two stages in a row, only one step away from Tongqiao. At this time, the four veins he had opened up were also quickly widened. If it was just a canal, it was a choppy drink at this time.

The fifth spirit vein was also developed in an instant, and the moment it was developed, it was widened.

The rudiment of the sixth vein has also become.

The spiritual power of the Buddha bone relic consumed most of it. Suddenly, the rest of the spiritual power drew countless golden rays, and fell into Ning Wufeng's mind.

"Jiu Zhuan Ming Wang Jue."

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