Ling Luoyu was pestering to ask for a mantra, not really trying to practice beast-shaped fist.

In terms of power, what kind of martial arts can compare with Chaos Yuanling?!

She wanted to clarify the effectiveness and principles of the beast-shaped fist and see if it could be adapted so as to enhance the overall strength of the Ling family army.

If Emperor Xuan could exert the power of the Xuan God, it would be fun.

——

The next morning, when Ling Luoyu woke up, Hu Gaofei had already left.

After breakfast, she greeted Ling Feifeng and ran to the auction hall.

As soon as he entered the auction hall, Ling Luoyu felt that the atmosphere was a little different, with a bit of mystery.

After asking a few places, I found out that it was because of the King of Hell yesterday.

It is said that several major families on the fourth floor have withdrawn and followed the clues of the King of Hell.

Ling Luoyu felt a little worried about laughing when she heard this.

Three people become tigers, and the rumors are indeed spread quickly.

She is still here, but clues have already led all the people from those sects and families away.

But this is her ultimate goal.

The most dangerous place is the safest.

At this time, everyone thought that the King of Hell must have escaped with the wild map. Who would have thought that she would still lie dormant here and wait for the storm to pass!

Ling Luoyu swayed to the second floor, opened today's auction list, and glanced at Tamsui without trace.

Suddenly—

The ink-word formula!

Since she got involved with the monster Mo Xuanchen, she has always felt inexplicably alert to the word "Mo".

"What is the ink-word technique?!"

Ling Luoyu wanted to check it out, but he knew that there was no introduction below.

There is neither a baby introduction nor a price bottom for auction.

The items came one after another, and Ling Luoyu was so excited.

After finally waiting for the Mozi Jue to come on stage, she quickly raised her spirits and looked sideways.

I saw a black wooden stick standing on the crystal platform in the middle.

The material of the wooden stick is not clear, it is one foot long, with rounded corners and gold lacquer seal characters - the ink character formula.

Ling Luoyu was speechless.

Collect this is the origin of the ink word technique.

I really don’t know what this wooden stick can do!

Zhuhong smiled like a flower: "Everyone, this is the ink-word formula, the starting price is three black crystal coins!"

The starting price is not high, and not many people are interested.

There are only five or six windows hanging red lanterns on the windows on the three-story building.

Zhuhong does not explain the role of the ink-word formula, but goes straight to it alone.

"Everyone, the auction is on, who will start bidding!?"

"Ten black crystal coins!" A woman's crisp voice came from her ears.

"Miss Gu on the fourth floor bids ten black crystal coins!"

Miss Gu?!

Ling Luoyu is also extremely sensitive to the surname "Gu".

Isn’t Mo Xuanchen’s mortal enemy Gu Lan the surname Gu?!

Gu Lan has something to do with the ancient Mo family city. This woman with the surname Gu wants to bid for the ink character.

Is there any connection between the two?!

If you have any doubts, don't let it go.

Ling Luoyu said a clean cough and a few words popped up leisurely.

"Eleven Black Crystal Coins..."

Everyone was quite familiar with Ling Luoyu's voice. Now when they heard her shouting, they suddenly felt energetic.

As long as she bids, she can't guarantee that there will be a good show.

Unfortunately, this time her bid was just an extra black gold coin.

If you could just open your mouth like last time, just one blood crystal coin would be exciting enough!!

"Mr. Ling on the second floor bids eleven black crystal coins!"

Before Zhu Hong could finish her voice, the woman's voice became sharp again.

"Twenty black crystal coins!"
Chapter completed!