The mustard seed clone that was rumored was crushed away.

Turned into minced meat all over the ground.

This scene made all the strong men watching the fun suck and their eyes were horrified. Although it was said that Westerners were not like saints, their cultivation was still half a step ahead of Taiyi Jinxian.

The Preparatory Holy Son of Tianzi Peak of Yuhua Palace!

Such an existence has been comparable to the Holy Son to a certain extent.

Ling Jianchen actually killed his mustard seed clone with just one sword. Such terrible strength really shocked everyone.

The same is true for Deng Xian.

He looked at Ling Jianchen in disbelief, his eyes no longer as ostentatious and contemptuous as before, but a touch of solemnity.

Before this...

He didn't take Ling Jianchen seriously at all.

Until now.

Ling Jianchen's strength showed that he knew that the energy contained in the boy, who was about the same age as him, was very terrifying. This energy had already made Deng Xian, who was the saint of the Yuhua Palace, feel afraid.

"Today is a grand day for my Bai Xiaofei auction. Whoever dares to make trouble here is the end!" Ling Jianchen's voice was like thunder, which made everyone around him look at each other and look awe.

Ling Jianchen's eyes swept over Deng Xian's body and said lightly: "The Holy Son is here, Bai is missing the welcome!"

Deng Xian's eyes twitched.

What the hell is your appearance when you just saw me?

There is still a long-term welcome...

You have already given me such a big threat, your face has been swollen, why are you still talking to me about these false things?

If Ling Jianchen had spoken to him like this before, Deng Xian would have exploded long ago.

But now...

Ling Jianchen's strength showed that he did not dare to take action easily.

During hesitation.

Ling Jianchen had already walked towards Lin Rui and Hu Yitao and said lightly: "From now on, if they want to enter the auction house, they must pay 1,000 mustard seed coins as the entry fee! If someone makes trouble, I will solve it myself!"

"yes!"

Lin Rui and the others quickly patted their chests and said.

The two of them held their heads and were so confident and proud.

Ling Jianchen didn't even give the Holy Son's face, and even slashed the Taiyi Golden Immortal with one sword. Didn't he dare not take action easily?

Just think of this.

The two straightened their chests and looked at the people coming and going, no longer as trembling as before.

Not long after.

A figure reappeared in front of the two, and the rumors that the mustard seed clone was shattered by Ling Jianchen. He once again condensed the mustard seed clone and returned to the auction hall.

The words were said to the west and walked towards the auction hall without expression, without even looking at Lin Rui and the others.

after all……

He is a preparation for the holy son, while Lin Rui and Hu Yitao are just ordinary disciples. They are like ants, so naturally they cannot be taken seriously by him.

In addition, when Ling Jianchen had not come forward, the two of them were shouted out by words.

Naturally, he didn't take Lin Rui and the others seriously.

"stop!"

Lin Rui stepped forward to block the rumors and said in a deep voice, "Senior Brother Bai has an order, the entrance fee is 1,000 mustard seed coins!"

Da da!

The verbal footsteps were heard suddenly.

His face was extremely gloomy. The preparatory holy son of the Tang Tianzi Peak was actually killed by Ling Jianchen with a sword. This was definitely an indelible stain and humiliation in his life.

This time, the mustard seed clone was condensed again, so that he wanted to obtain the blood of the Saint King alien species, and officially stepped into the ranks of Taiyi Golden Immortals and avenge them. But unexpectedly, he was stopped by Lin Rui just at the door?

The rumor was rumored that Xigangya clenched tightly, making a crisp sound of giggling, and gritted her teeth and said, "Are you talking to me?"

Buzz!

The pressure of the half-step Taiyi Golden Immortal made Lin Rui feel breathless.

Lin Rui took several steps back, his face was sweating profusely, and he forced himself to hold his body and shouted angrily: "Senior Brother Bai has an order, those who cause trouble will be killed! Do you dare to cause trouble? Do you believe it or not and go back to Yuhua Palace and kill your true deity!"

“…”

The whole body trembled after rumor.

Cold sweat fell on the forehead.

With Ling Jianchen's strong strength and his previous record of making trouble in the Yuhua Palace, it is really possible to do such a thing.

It’s nothing to lose a mustard seed clone, at most it will lose some energy and spirit.

But……

If Ling Jianchen really angered and asked him to cause trouble for his own deity, then that would be done!

Just think of this.

Although the rumor was very humiliated, he gritted his teeth and trembled with his hands and took out the mustard coins and handed them to Lin Rui. Lin Rui accepted the mustard coins and then retreated aside: "Welcome!"

Words: "..."

He walked into the auction with a gloomy face and lowered his head.

Thump...

As soon as Xi left, Lin Rui suddenly felt his legs weak and he almost collapsed on the ground. He gasped: "Fuck, I'm scared to death. I thought I was dead just now!"

If Ling Jianchen's name did not intimidate the Yin Chuanxi, it would be easy to destroy his mustard seed clone with the Yin Chuanxi's strength.

Fortunately, Ling Jianchen’s reputation is strong enough!

Hu Yitao supported Yan Chuanxi and sighed: "It's worthy of being Senior Brother Bai. Just a name makes the preparatory son scared me and it's just a scare. If I could be as strong as Senior Brother Bai in the future, that would be great..."

"Stop dreaming in the daytime. Senior Brother Bai is the pride of heaven. The reincarnation of the Immortal Emperor. How can we ordinary people compare with it?" Lin Rui is now Ling Jianchen's head and said, "I knocked Hu Yitao with it."

Hu Yitao nodded more than that: "You are right!"

The two continued to stand at the entrance of the auction hall.

Their backs were numerous than before, with red faces looking around vigilantly.

As time goes by, the auction halls have long been overcrowded.

Lin Rui and the others looked at each other, and Lin Rui said, "No one should come, let's go in first!"

"Um!"

Hu Yitao nodded, and the two walked into the auction hall.

For a moment.

Outside the entire auction hall, only Song Qianjin was hanging in the air, floating in the wind. Song Qianjin wanted to cry without tears. He had lost all his face in the past few days. He thought that Deng Xian would save him.

The result disappointed him.

Song Qianjin cried with a sad face: "If I had known this, why would I provoke Bai Xiaofei? I owe my hands..."

at the same time.

The auction hall was already crowded, which led to many people standing there, and even the most basic elegance could not be seen. However, the most important thing in the auction was to spend money to buy a favorite.

They all came for the treasure.

This time, Lin Rui hosted the auction. He walked to the center of the Taiwan Strait, coughed lightly, and said, "Thank you for participating in this auction..." After some politeness, Lin Rui continued, "Everyone is here for the treasure, so I won't waste everyone's time. This auction is different from the past. We do not arrange for the auctioneer, and the treasure owner will personally serve as the auctioneer. Next, we will invite the first item!"

Da da da da da!

A crisp sound of footsteps sounded, and everyone saw a man dragging a red treasure pot to the stage.
Chapter completed!