Fantasy: I Can Blow Up All Worlds

The real evildoer, reversible warfare.

Obviously, whether it is the saint of the Dark Temple, or the Zhan Wuji of the Zhan Clan and the Peng Wanli of the Peng Clan, they have this ability. Although the fight just now was short, it exposed a fact.

The fact is that facing these three people, the entire Sizhu City can't find a single count.

One person in Ye Yusheng could, and someone subconsciously looked towards the direction where the small door entered, where...before he entered a crossing river dragon.

correct!

They suddenly remembered that the last **** evil sword appeared from the dome of the small door. Could it be the raptor who crossed the river?

No one knows the answer.

...

After a brief disturbance, everyone walked into the auction house one by one.

In the final analysis, the purpose of these powerhouses coming to Sizhu City is for this grand auction.

Of course, welcoming guests does not need to be done by Li Erye himself. If Ye Yusheng hadn't clashed with the Qin family's grandfather before, he would not have come out.

The person from the Beast Taming Valley, Shen Shao was on the list, but he didn't see him today. Shen Shao seemed to have changed a lot. He was not as stubborn as before, and the whole person was much more restrained.

The Lin family is here, so is the Song family...

More and more families, more and more powerful people feel it.

When the auction hall was about to be full, Young Master Ximen came with a group of people.

"Hey, what kind of wind is this blowing Young Master Ximen." The member of the Li family who was in charge of welcoming guests outside the door laughed sarcastically.

Although the estrangement between the Li family and the Ximen family has not yet been made clear, the family members know it clearly.

Especially the Li family, in their view, the Ximen family is ignorant of current affairs, ignorant of admiration, this kind of second-rate family will eventually be destroyed.

"Ha ha."

Young Master Ximen didn't get angry either. He turned a little sideways and said to the people around him: "Brother Qin, you can see, these guys are just like this, there is no way, the situation is not as good as people."

With a little self-deprecating tone, Qin Long, who was shrouding himself next to him, frowned slightly, and a hoarse voice came from under the cloak: "Let's go in, Xiaoshi."

"it is good."

Young Master Ximen closed the folding fan and nodded to the guard behind him. The guard immediately dispersed and soon disappeared.

Only Young Master Ximen and Qin Long walked into the auction room together.

The Li family welcoming guests did not stop them, and when the two of them were at the auction house today, they lightly said, "A group of guys who don't know how to die, after today, it will be the end of the Simon family."

The others shrugged noncommittal.

In this situation, it is too unnecessary to be angry, and the Ximen family is destined to be destroyed.

...

A strong soul refining realm walked into the auction room, and naturally a waiter came forward and brought people to a separate private room on the third floor. Regardless of whether there was hatred or hatred, they must be treated like this.

The second floor is also a private room, but it is for sale. As long as you have money, you can own a private room on the second floor.

As for the lobby on the first floor, there are three religions and nine streams, and even the Dark Temple has some people on the first floor. The cultivation level is not good, and there is no big background, so they can only become a foil on the first floor.

The saint of the Dark Temple walked into room one with Tweety's company. This was the largest and best room. The saint was of noble status, so naturally she wanted to enter the best room.

On this point, let alone the Li family, even Zhan Wuji and Peng Wanli had no opinion.

The saint is indeed very strong, and there is a vague tendency to overpower the two.

There are backgrounds and strengths. If you don't enter the first private room, who is eligible?

Only the saint and her personal maid were eligible to enter the room. As for the two envoys, Qing and Lan, spontaneously stood at the door of the private room, guarding the law guard.

This scene made the groundfall who was just about to leave a bit at a loss.

"The two messengers don't have to be like this"

The voice of the saint came from the private room: "No one here can tell me what the saint is. Besides, do the two messengers think the temple will allow me to come out alone?"

The two waiters suddenly, yes, they were still thinking just now that the saint had only brought one maid, which shouldn't be.

I think there is a strong person who is protecting the saint in secret, but this allows them to leave, and the two are unwilling to protect from secret to secretly, and the majesty on the surface is still necessary.

"The two messengers really don't have to be like this."

The saint’s voice was a little helpless: “The disciple is just a junior, not worthy of the personal protection of the two envoys. This saint does not want to be too public, the two envoys should leave."

"Yes."

The last sentence is no longer a discussion, but an order.

If it is a discussion, they can stand here stubbornly, but if it is an order, they have no room for refutation and can only execute it.

Perceiving, the two messengers left, and when only the saint and the close maid were left in the room, the saint took off the veil.

"Ugh."

The saint sighed, elbows on the table, white tender hands on her chin, at this moment Qianya was no longer a tall saint, but a little girl.

"Tuier, did you say Brother Ye is here?" The voice was no longer cold and arrogant, he was calm and soft, and he was totally different from when he was outside the auction house.

Tweety walked up and said with a smile: "Since Ye Shaozuo has come to Sizhu City, he will definitely not miss this grand auction. He will definitely come to participate."

"Really?" Qian girl was overjoyed.

"Ok."

Tweety nodded, but she was full of curiosity about the man named Ye Yusheng.

She was very curious about what kind of man it was that could make the saint above all miss so much.

...

Ye Yusheng also walked to the third floor, and when he went upstairs, he happened to meet the two dark temple elders who had not dealt with him before and left from the door of No. 1 private room.

"Huh, is there anyone in here?" he asked the waiter beside him.

"Yes, distinguished guest."

The waiter had an excellent attitude and seriously answered his questions: "One is the room that the most distinguished guests can enter."

"alright."

Ye Yusheng smashed his lips. Since he was the most honored guest, he could only be from the Dark Temple. Apart from the Dark Temple, Peng Wanli and Zhan Wuji had the most noble identities.

But he had just separated from the two of them, so naturally it was not the two of them. Then it can only show that this room is sitting in a warrior who thinks he is extremely noble.

His room is number seven, not high, but not low, after all, there are eight behind.

Being unable to catch up with the first eight, Ye Yusheng thought about it seriously. After a while, he smiled slightly: "Long face, do you think we will gain something today?"

"of course."

The demon horse is quite confident in him.

"Okay, then I will borrow your good words."

...

The waiting time is not long. For a warrior who retreats for several years at random, a short ten minutes is as simple as blinking an eye.

"Everyone."

Finally, Li Erye, who has played guest roles for unknown numbers, stepped onto the stage.