Age Of Lords: My Elves Can Be Upgraded Infinitely

97 The Battle Of Spirits, One Hundred Thousand Breaths!

"Twenty thousand!"

An indifferent voice sounded, and the audience suddenly fell silent.

No one expected that someone would dare to snatch Qing Suifeng!

After all, the high price of more than 10,000 breaths of soil has already blocked the way for ordinary gods below,

No matter how many small family homesteads add up to 10,000 meters of soil,

Dozens of main gods of many small clans are tightly packed on a land of less than 200 square meters,

It's so crowded that even the charter woman could cry when she saw it.

The rented social animals can make them very envious, and even if there is a little extra soil in their hands, they can be reused for the construction of the homestead.

How can there be extra soil to shoot some treasures?

What's more, it is as high as more than 10,000 yuan, which is already the entire family property of a small middle-class god!

And the main gods with such financial resources on the second floor know better what the third-tier main gods represent,

There is also a certain degree of discrimination, knowing that this is indeed a collection of no practical use,

Spending tens of thousands of meters of soil for a collection to offend a third-tier main god??

No fool would do that!

But I never expected that someone would raise the price!

Countless main gods looked at the place where the voice appeared in surprise, with strange expressions and gloating,

"Box No. 3...who the hell is it? Isn't that too brave!?"

"Third-rank main god, such a strong person can hardly find one existence in ten thousand years, almost invincible existence!"

"He's dead, whoever he is, dead!"

"It is said that Master Qing Suifeng is a rare hot-tempered person of the Qingluan Clan... He once killed a second-level god master just because he disagreed with him!"

"For a collectible, he spent 20,000 breaths and offended a third-tier main god. Is this person a fool?"

"Shh! Be careful! The people in the box are either rich or expensive, they can't beat Mr. Qing Suifeng, it's still easy to get you!"

"Uh...thanks for the reminder, Daoist brother!"

The following group of gods took pleasure in others' misfortune,

They all speculated who was so brave to offend Qing Suifeng!

For them, the strong people in the box on the second floor are undoubtedly the noble class,

Any one of them is an existence that can determine their life and death for them on weekdays,

At this moment, there is a conflict between two nobles, no matter who wins, it is a happy thing for them!

Even in the box, there are many strong people who looked over curiously,

Wanting to know where Lengtou Qing came from, he dared to offend Qing Suifeng!

Do you really think that the number one box can be entered casually?

"Fellow Daoist 20,000 Breath Land is really brave, can you come forward and let me have a look?"

In the No. 1 box, the expressionless Qing Suifeng's expression finally changed,

A cold light flashed in his eyes, and he looked towards the box on the left,

He is a dignified third-tier main god, as long as he does not go to those big clans,

Basically, they are all walking sideways. Although the abyss of breaking the sea is huge,

No matter where he goes, he must be a guest of honor, who dare not give him face!?

But today, in this small Qingcheng,

But got slapped in the face!

A master god in box three dared to compete with him for something,

It's just life and death!

"Let me take a look? How old are you?"

Gu Xiu said disdainfully, a mere third-tier main god,

His divine power is not more than one-third of his, does he need to show face??

As for the background... He even committed the crime of one of the Twelve Giants, the Golden Winged Roc,

Still care about a Qingluan clan??

A disdainful and mocking voice sounded, and the whole hall was suddenly taken aback.

Thousands of lord gods were in an uproar, no one expected that this person would be so courageous,

If you say that you just offended Qing Suifeng just now, if you say that you have a certain background, there is still room for relaxation,

Now it's time for the real humiliation!

Slapping a third-order main god in the face, the heavenly king and Lao Tzu will not be able to save him!

"Damn! I would like to call this lord the number one hero!"

"It's too ruthless, it doesn't hurt much, it's extremely insulting!"

"Full of hatred, this is the face of Mr. Qing Suifeng in front of you!"

Ruthless, too ruthless!"

"I can (ajff) predict that today he will go very peacefully!"

"Hehe, he's just an idiot! Just because no one dares to do anything in Wanbao Pavilion, it won't be so if we go out!"

"Master Qing Suifeng will need another night to take revenge? You can take a look, I will take his surname for a treasure that this person can photograph!"

"..."

A group of gods don't think it's a big deal to watch the excitement, and they are happy to hear about it,

It has been a long time since there has been a second-level or higher main god powerhouse fighting in the entire eight districts.

If nothing unexpected happens, they will be lucky enough to see this scene today,

There will even be a second-tier main god powerhouse falling!

"Hehe, I don't know how to live or die!"

In the box on the second floor, a mocking sound came from the second box on the right,

Although no name was named, everyone knew that it was the person in Box No. 3!

"Whoever dares to bid for this seat, you are the first person!"

In the No. 1 box, Qing Suifeng's face was gloomy,

Then it returned to normal, just said a little,

In his opinion, no matter whether it is the second-level main god or the first-level main god, they are nothing but ants.

If you say one more word to them, you will lose your face,

What if the ants are disobedient?

Just shoot to death!

There's no point in arguing with ants!

"If there is a kind, bid for it, every kind of BB!"

Gu Xiu said disdainfully, who wouldn't say hello?

This is an auction, relying on financial resources rather than strength!

"you!"

Qing Suifeng was furious suddenly, how dare this ant talk to him like that,

The mood that had just calmed down couldn't help but explode in anger,

"Good, very good!"

"Compared with my Qingluan Clan's financial resources, how can a second-level main god get the confidence!?"

"This seat produces 30,000 breath soil!"

A slightly angry voice came from the No. 1 box, Qing Suifeng snorted coldly,

This is no longer a question of whether it is worth it or not, but of your own face!

I am a dignified third-level Lord God, and I have agreed to take down this stele by name,

In the end, it was snatched by others, where would I put my face?

"Forty thousand breath soil!"

Gu Xiu said lazily, it's not his own money anyway,

I don't feel bad at all!

"fifty thousand!"

"One hundred thousand!"

There was a sound of bidding, and the other main gods were dumbfounded,

The price increase of 11,000 yuan made them feel extremely painful!

When Gu Xiu shouted 100,000 breaths of soil, Qing Suifeng's face was as black as ink,

His face was cloudy and uncertain, he could afford one hundred thousand interest,

But it's not a small amount that doesn't matter anymore, besides, he came prepared,

The goal is the phoenix bone, and every meter of soil may be an important condition for success.

If too much energy is spent on this battle of spirits, the difference of a few millimeters and the phoenix bone will be missed by then,

Then he must have the heart to kill!

Thinking of this, Qing Suifeng felt a faint retreat in his heart. .