Xia Ruier was in the shop, watching the three people in front of her with relish, fighting with each other, secretly competing.

At this time, the scene fell into a brief silence.

Ten seconds later, the Crown Prince shouted with a stern face: "Twenty-five thousand gold!"

As soon as this price comes out.

There was another brief silence.

Then, he raised his knife to cut Yama Luo with a sullen face and squeezed out a few words from his mouth: "Twenty-six thousand!"

"Twenty-seven thousand!"

On the side, the voice of the Supreme King sounded. He said with a sullen face: "This is my last offer. If it's higher, I won't take it!"

His main target is the staff.

"Twenty-eight thousand!"

The prince suddenly shouted out a number, then gritted his teeth and said: "Kill Yama with the sword, let me see what price you can quote!"

"Since Brother Jun Lin doesn't want it anymore, then I don't want it either!"

Raising his sword to kill Yama, Luo suddenly changed his face.

A smile appeared on his originally gloomy face.

"You're deliberately raising the price to play me!"

The prince understood instantly and became furious!

"hehe!"

He raised his sword to kill Yama and smiled.

"Okay, deal!"

Xia Ruier said with great interest: "There is also a cold frost staff next, please bid on it!"

She found this quite interesting.

…

The foot of Chiyan Mountain.

The Nine Cauldrons that Suppress Demons.

At this time, a large number of monsters had surrounded him.

In fact, I couldn't even find a place to stay.

On the mountain, there are still a steady stream of monsters gathering from all directions.

"It's over! There are so many monsters, it's impossible to clean them all!"

"I feel like I'm going away. It's just a joke!"

"Who can save me? I don't want my attributes to be deducted!"

"Help me, so many monsters are already dead."

Looking at the gathered monsters, most of the players had expressions of despair on their faces.

The scene fell into an eerie silence.

"dust god, dust god can do it!"

Suddenly someone shouted.

Just like a stone causing thousands of waves.

The venue instantly erupted into turbulent discussions.

"Where is their first killing team? It seems they have never come down?"

"Who told the Dust God to come to the foot of the mountain, otherwise it would really be over!"

"Who is the God of Dust? Is he very powerful?"

"It's not a question of whether he's great or not, he's really that kind of rare...pervert, pervert, you know?"

"Come on, Dust God! I feel like I can't hold on much longer."
Chapter completed!