Chapter 694: Chaos Sword Spirit

"What a weird fluctuation." Xia Feng's consciousness explored the 'bottle' and found that the tattered bottle shone with fierce green light like a piece of precious jade. Some obscure runes also flashed on the bottle, which were complicated and magnificent.

"What is this?" Xia Feng was shocked. After careful exploration again, he felt the power of the origin of heaven and earth from the green light. Although I can't tell what it is, suddenly... the wisp of green light floated into the divine consciousness of the summer wind, instantly swam into his three souls and seven souls, and immediately integrated into his soul.

It was this moment... A green light suddenly flashed in Xia Feng's eyes!

"Dong--!" When he opened his eyes again and looked at the flood stone. Xia Feng's pupils tightened rapidly, as if he saw something extraordinary. The big hand on the handle of the chair couldn't help shaking.

Try to calm down your excitement and quickly lower your head until you confirm that you have not disturbed anyone. At this time, the flood and waste stone has been priced for 3.2 million yuan. There are too many spiritual stones in Xia Feng's own Xumi ring. You should know that after killing so many real immortals at the beginning, their property fell into the hands of Xia Feng, which naturally made him rich overnight. There is also the reward of the Qi family, which has more than 8 million medium-grade spirit stones!

"I'll pay four million!" Just as everyone was quarreling and blushing, Xia Feng calmed down his mood, and his cold voice resounded through the sky.

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In the fairy venue, hundreds of eyes looked at the summer wind unabashedly.

The scene was suddenly silent. When Qi Shen heard this, he looked at Xia Feng in consternation and shouted, "Brother Xia, why don't you listen to me?"

"This is the first time I've seen such a strange stone. I always think it's fun. What's the good luck to buy it? Xia Feng smiled indifferently and said to Qi Shen.

Changsun Su Shi said angrily, "I think you have too much money. This stone, take a closer look at what's really colorful. Be careful that the money is wasted. Four million spiritual stones are not a small number.

As soon as Xia Feng took action, a group of low-level monks who had been promoted below shut up. Only the monks in the first three rows looked at each other, and the light flashed. It seems that there is something hesitating in his heart. The white-haired sword fairy frowned and took a suspicious look at Xia Feng.

"Master, this son is too weird. I have never fought uncertain battles. I'm afraid there is some treasure of heaven and earth on my body, and I have noticed the strange fluctuation of the original stone. I suggest that this original stone should not fall on this child in any case. The words of the white-haired sword fairy just came out.

Jianhuang frowned and didn't say anything, but made a fairy seal with his hands, reading out a period of obscure immortals. Bite the tip of the tongue, a touch of blood spewed out, two fingers catch the blood, and wiped it on his eyes in an instant. Jianhuang's eyes suddenly flashed with a fairy light.

At the moment when the fairy light flashed, Jianhuang finally reluctantly felt the restrained breath of the original stone! The sword heart and Yuan Ying in his body trembled together, and the power of the vast flood made his breathing suddenly stagnate.

It flashed by, but he still noticed that there was a trace of blood from the corners of his mouth.

I'm afraid that such spells of peeping at the fairy opportunity are not small. Only by consuming their own essence can they be used. How's it going, master?" Seeing this, the white-haired sword fairy asked quickly. Jianhuang wiped a trace of blood from the corners of his mouth, and his voice sounded in the fairy society: "Five million medium-quality spiritual stones!"

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Seeing that the price is gradually weak in the middle of seven million. Xia Feng understood that it was time to take action by himself.

"Eight million!" The price casually quoted by Xia Feng overwhelmed the tide. After hearing this, many forces showed unwillingness, but in the end, they were heartbroken and stopped the quotation. After all, it was too unrealistic to throw all their value for the sake of a wasteland stone.

Without the competition of these people, the scene will naturally be much quieter.

Jianhuang looked sarcastic and said casually, "Nine million medium-quality spirit stones!"

"Ten million." Ling Xian brought a cup of tea and preached lightly.

The bidding of the three parties is rich and generous, and they don't see the spirit stone at all. Especially Ling Xian, although he is not as good as Xia Feng in cultivation. But he himself is really rich and handsome. His father, the fairy king, has worked hard for thousands of years and has a rich family. For them, this little money is essentially a piece of money.

"One thousand two million." The light flashed in Xia Feng's eyes. The spirit stone in his hand is about * million. In order to buy the original stone of the flood, he did not hesitate to sell those materials. If you can't get this price, Xia Feng won't compete for it, which means that the other party is obviously embarrassing him.

"One thousand three million." Jianhuang is aggressive. Xia Feng sighed and said, "I'll give up, you continue!" After saying that, he deliberately showed a meaningful smile, with a faint sarcasm and joy on his face.

How can the people present understand the charm of this smile? Jianhuang's expression suddenly changed, and even a few monks were stunned, but then they immediately became clear. Many people immediately smiled on their faces...

Ha, I'm afraid that this original stone is a waste stone itself. Xia Feng deliberately set it under the Xianwang Mansion and the Divine Sword Gate. Now the price is so high. After Xia Feng abstained, who will collect this mess?

Qi Shen's face was also strange, and he said, "Brother Xia, are you too gloomy?"

"There, the idiot took the bait by himself. It's none of my business." The sound was not loud, but everyone present could hear it. Jianhuang's face was so dark that it could drip ink, and a pair of scarlet eyes flashed fiercely.

Seeing this, Ling Xian also meditated. It seems that all this is the situation under the summer wind... Now Jianhuang has become a wrongdoer. In fact, Ling Xian does not have much desire for the original stone itself. He just deliberately came out to be disgusted by the summer wind, and finally Ling Xian was silent.

The silence at the scene... Occasionally, I couldn't help laughing from behind.

Jianhuang was played with a strong man!!

My own Zhenzong Zhibao was robbed by others.

Originally, he wanted to beat others at the fairy meeting, but the other party deliberately set it. Most people like to see it. When the old woman saw that neither side was bidding, she asked around: "Is there anyone else bidding?"

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It was silent all around, and no one answered for a moment. Just kidding, what an amazing number of more than 10 million medium-grade spiritual stones.

"Should the original stone be cut now or later?" The old man suddenly asked. This kind of raw stone is like gambling when cutting, which is very ornamental. Fifty thousand years ago, when the original stone was cut, there must be countless people watching.

The people at the fair also began to make a fuss, shouting for Jianhuang to cut the original stone here for everyone to see. After thinking about it for a while, Jianhuang thought carefully and realized that he had indeed noticed it.