Ye Chen's words made the photographers present go back collectively, and their eyes shine.

"I just have to look at the prehistoric price, but I forgot about the pit god."

"Now there is a good show, and it will definitely be exciting if the god of tricks takes action."

"It's 210 million, and the price is still increased. Who is this pit god?!"

"I'm an earthly rich man."

"You guys, do you have that much money?" The thin old man pulled Ye Chen, "If the quasi-emperor of the Ghost Beast abandoned the photo, you can't take out so many source stones, the Netherworld Pavilion will destroy you to ashes."

"We have money." Ye Chen shrugged.

"Okay, very good." Gui Wu laughed in anger.

"But there is also an increase in price." The old man from Youming said indifferently, his thoughts luring the imperial weapon, and the emperor's power overflowed, so that he could not get angry and hurt Ye Chen again.

"Add." The ghost barbarian's fangs were exposed and he said coldly, "Two hundred and five billion."

"You're ten million."

"Two hundred and one billion."

"You're ten million."

The two of them followed closely, and no one allowed anyone to let him go.

For some reason, when the two bid, everyone present had a familiar feeling. In the past, Ghost Bark and Taotie bid, no matter how much the price increase of Taotie, Ghost Bark only added 10 million. Now, the situation is very similar. No matter how much the price increase of Ghost Bark is added, Ye Chen only added 10 million. Moreover, he is not cowardly at all, and his expression is extremely leisurely.

As the saying goes, know yourself and your enemy, you will never be defeated by a hundred battles.

Ye Chen is like this at this moment. He is carrying Zhou Tian and can see people's mood. He has already calculated the bottom line of the ghost gold. As long as he does not cross that bottom line, he can increase the price at will.

Suddenly, a cold wind blew across the Nether Palace.

The photographers present couldn't help but shivered. It was not cold wind, but ghost killing intent.

The guy's face was extremely ferocious.

If it weren't for the auction, if it weren't for the nine emperors pressing against him, he would have slashed Ye Chen with one palm.

"You can also increase the price." The old man from Netherworld glanced at the ghost bark.

"Two hundred and fifty billion." Gui Wu said gritting his teeth, and he became fierce, adding billions in one mouthful.

"You are ten million." Ye Chen said casually.

His words caused a stir again, and the auction venue was in an uproar.

Listen carefully and you can also hear the thumping heartbeat.

It’s just that the price of this immortal gold is too high, and Ye Chen’s courage is not that great. You must know that once the ghost slap is abandoned, it will cost more than 20 billion source stones!

It is true that immortal gold is precious, but the source stone is also money!

This is a stunning bet.

"Please be at ease." At this time, even the old man from Youming was not calm and hurriedly sent a message to Ye Chen, for fear that Ye Chen would be chopped up. It is okay to be a child care provider, but you don't have to be so dedicated!

"Don't worry, I'm responsible." Ye Chen smiled.

Opposite, the scarlet eyes of the ghost rosy flashed with cold light, green eyes, gloomy and terrifying, and cold murderous intent surged again, condensed into a killing sword and shot towards Ye Chen from the air.

Ye Chen ignored it and Dong Du did not move.

He didn't need to move, what was this? This is the Netherworld Pavilion, with nine emperor weapons guarding it, and he would not let the ghost be so arrogant.

Sure enough, the killing sword was destroyed before it even touched Ye Chen.

The old man from Netherworld took action, hooked up the imperial weapon, crushed the sword of killing, and suppressed the ghost sword. He also suppressed the quasi-emperor of the prehistoric world, and was crushed by the nine emperors.

puff!

The ghost squirted blood and his face turned pale.

"If you want to die, just say it." The old man from Youming snorted coldly, extremely strong.

Now, Gui Wu became honest and coughed up blood with a big mouthful of blood. He could clearly sense the murderous intent of the old man Youming. He was sure that if he dared to act rashly, he would be instantly killed by the Nine Emperors' soldiers in the next moment.

Not only did he become honest, but the quasi-emperors of the prehistoric world became honest.

The Nine Lords of the Great Dao Emperor's Weapons are not just a joke, and the Old Man of the Netherworld is not joking. Honestly, hello, everyone, if you have to make trouble, the consequences will be very serious. After all, this is not their territory, and they did not bring the Great Dao Emperor's Weapon when they came.

Be honest in the prehistoric world, and be honest in people's cultivation.

If it is not a blow, the people in the heavens dare not make a sound, for fear that the Nine Emperors’ weapons would be misleading.

The only one present who was not adjusted was Ye Chen.

He is a godly man, holding his cheek with one hand, as if nothing happened. This determination made the older generation sigh. He was as unmoved as a mountain, and it was difficult to know its yin and yang. It would be best to describe Ye Chen.

The atmosphere became extremely depressing and the air solidified.

"But the price is also increased." After more than ten days, the old man Youming spoke, and his words were ethereal and majestic, breaking the tranquility of the auction pavilion. His eyes without waves in the ancient well were only looking at the quasi-emperor of the Ghost Bark.

"Add." The ghost roared, "Three hundred billion."

Gudong!

When people heard about this price, they swallowed secretly.

The 30 billion source stones are unimaginable. A quasi-emperor who has been practicing Taoism for thousands of years may not have seen so much money. If you can listen, they dare not say it out, for fear of being able to dodge their tongues.

After a few moments of quietness, all eyes moved towards Ye Chen again.

When I saw Ye Chen waving his hand, he saw his posture vividly representing a sentence: I gave up the photo.

Seeing this, people were relieved.

Let’s give up the photo, don’t add it anymore, we can’t stand it.

On the stage, the old man Youming breathed a sigh of relief, fearing that Ye Chen would add more, if he would make the ghost bird angry and give up the film, that would be nonsense.

It’s just a child caregiver! I’m so impressed, but I really want to kill him?

However, he didn't know that the bottom line of the quasi-emperor of the Ghost Bark was 30 billion. If it was 400 billion, with Ye Chen's urinary nature, he would definitely carry out the industry of pit gods and child care to the end.

"We are still rich in the prehistoric world, we can't compare to it." Ye Chen sighed.

puff!

The quasi-emperor of the Ghost Beast vomited blood again and almost fell to the ground. He didn't know if he was injured or angry. He thought that 20 billion yuan would be able to win the immortal gold, but who would have thought that after a few more, one hundred billion yuan would be spent. That number of source stones could equip an army.

At this moment, he should have understood that Ye Chen was cheating him, cheating him for 10 billion.

At this moment, even the other quasi-emperors of the prehistoric world all looked at me with pity and were cheated for 10 billion yuan. You can also give us a face. Since ancient times, you have been the first one for the first time.

Awesome!

Compared to the prehistoric world, Ren Xiu looked at Ye Chen with awe.

The pit god, that is really a pit god.

"The Netherworld Auction is over here. All fellow Taoists can go to the back hall and receive the treasures they have taken." The words of the Old Man of Netherworld rose up in a melodious manner, ethereal and majestic manner, echoing in the Netherworld Pavilion.

After the words came, the photographers present stood up one after another, but everyone was still unfulfilled.

Ye Chen was still sitting there drinking without rushing to get the items. He had to wait until the end, and there were still many things to talk to the old man in the Netherworld, such as commissions, and the secrets of the Netherworld Continent.

"You will die miserably." Cold words rang in his ears.

Those words were originally passed down from the Ghost Emperors and the quasi-emperors of the prehistoric world. They were not threats, but naked murderous intent. The Ghost Emperors were cheated, and they were also cheated. As the quasi-emperors of the prehistoric world, how could they swallow this breath?

"I'll wait." Ye Chen sneered, the emperor of the Great Chu was not cowardly at all.

The quasi-emperors of the prehistoric world snorted coldly, turned around and went to the back hall.

Among them, the Ghost King is the winner of the Immortal Gold, which is the focus of everyone's attention and cannot be kept for a long time. This is a chaotic era, and the quasi-emperor of the prehistoric clan may be robbed.

He ran fast, and the quasi-emperors of the prehistoric world followed quickly.

These quasi-emperors have made up their minds to steal the Immortal Immortal Gold.

If you can't take a photo, you can only grab it.

"I counted on my fingers and found that there would be bloody battles when I left the Netherworld Continent." The thin old man said meaningfully, not stupid. He could tell what was going on. The quasi-emperors in the prehistoric world were going to fight.

"If there are imperial soldiers, I will also get a kick." Ye Chen touched his chin and liked the Immortal Immortal Gold very much, the Chaos Cauldron, and the purple gold gourd that was taken away by Qiongqi's Quasi-Emperor, they also snatched them together. However, if he had no imperial soldiers, it would be difficult for him to fight against the Quasi-Emperor of the Prehistoric Emperor.

After saying that, he also got up and walked towards the back hall.

Given his identity as a god, he was favored by Netherworld Pavilion and was introduced to the back garden of Netherworld Pavilion.

There, the old man from Netherworld was waiting in the pavilion.

Seeing this, Ye Chen ran over.

The old man from Netherworld smiled gently and without saying much, he took the storage bag directly. There were only two things inside, namely the true thunder and the Taiyin True Fire. The prices of these two are worth more than 800 million source stones.

"Thank you senior." Ye Chen grinned.

As he said that, he integrated the true thunder and the Taiyin true fire into the Danhai.

The true thunder and true fire are just like the sea of ​​elixirs. The heavenly thunder and the immortal fire are active, but they have not swallowed it up. Everything has to be waited for Ye Chen. The true thunder and the Taiyin true fire both have spiritual wisdom and must first recognize the master and then merge.

"Who are you?" Old Man Youming smiled at Ye Chen.

"What kind of identity do you think is the junior?" Ye Chen asked with a smile.
Chapter completed!