Chapter 1370 Auction of the Son of Heaven!

The Son of Heaven-Suppressing God!

No matter who it was, no one expected that the final auction would be the Son of God from Zhentian Divine Sect!

This... this Shenbao Pavilion is actually so bold!

Suddenly, countless people's eyes were looking in the direction of Zhentian Divine Sect. The expressions on those people's faces were so ugly that it was indescribable!

The Son of God was auctioned off, a great shame!

A terrifying and depressing aura surged out, and a dark murderous intention burst out!

Boom!

The leader of the Zhentian cult stood up directly, and a powerful pressure of the eighth or ninth level of the ancient king surged towards the auction table, causing the entire auction house to tremble!

"presumptuous!"

In the Shenbao Pavilion, a heavy sound also exploded, and a blue sky of divine flames enveloped the auction stage, blocking back the pressure of the Zhentian Cult Leader!

Xiao Xuanzi's figure landed on the auction platform, staring coldly at Zhentian Cult Master!

"If you don't want to stay in Shenbao Pavilion, get out now!"

A domineering shout came out of Xiao Xuanzi's mouth, and the billowing sound waves formed a powerful storm and rushed towards the crowd of the Zhentian God Sect!

"Does the Shenbao Pavilion think that our Heaven-Suppressing God Sect has no one?"

The Heaven-Suppressing Cult Leader was also furious, and a Heaven-Suppressing Power shrouded the front to block the rolling storm!

"Outside, your Zhentian Divine Sect can be lawless. In the Shenbao Pavilion, you are a dragon. Lie down here. If you are not convinced, get out now. You are not welcome in the Shenbao Pavilion!"

Xiao Xuanzi took a step forward, and the divine power of the ninth level of the ancient king pressed forward again!

Extremely domineering and unparalleled strength!

The crowd behind them all trembled inwardly. It turned out that the Shenbao Pavilion had a strong man from the ninth level of the Ancient King sitting in charge. No wonder no one dared to provoke him!

"Shenbao Pavilion, Zhentian Divine Sect is not done with you!"

An old Immortal from the Heaven-Suppressing God Sect roared, and took the lead to take action. He suddenly thrust out one hand and grabbed the Son of Heaven-Suppressing God on the auction table!

Clang!

In an instant, a sword roared, the arm was cut off, and blood immediately fell in front of the auction table!

ah--

The old immortal screamed and fell to the ground!

"You are so presumptuous in front of the Shenbao Pavilion that you don't want to live anymore!"

A figure in white fell on the auction stage, and his indifferent voice carried a kind of supreme majesty!

"Ye Wushuang!"

Immediately, the masters of the great sects such as Zhentian Cult Master, Yuanji Palace Master, Tianming General, etc. looked at the visitor, their eyes suddenly darkened!

Ye Wushuang looked calm, turned to Mu Bingxue and said, "Just stand aside and leave the auction to me!"

"Um!"

Mu Bingxue nodded, and stood obediently watching Ye Wushuang, brilliantly!

Immediately, Ye Wushuang looked at Zhentian Cult Master and said: "Zhentian Cult Master, if you want to run wild in Shenbao Pavilion, let your old immortals come together first. Just a few of you will kill you. In a snap, if you If you say any more nonsense, the Shenbao Pavilion will have no choice but to kick you out!"

The words were calm, but there was a sense of imperial dominance!

It seems that it is not a joke. If you say another nonsense, you will be blasted out directly. You will do what you say!

So, no one knows what will happen to the Son of God Zhentian!

The eyes of Zhentian Cult Master flashed with a cold light and endless murderous intent. He gave Ye Wushuang a cold look and shouted to the person next to him: "Sit down!"

I came here today just to take away the Son of Heaven-Suppressing God. If he was kicked out, it would be even more embarrassing!

Upon seeing this, Ye Wushang withdrew his gaze and scanned the crowd, only to see that their eyes were all staring at him. Their trembling eyes showed how surprised and shocked they were at this moment!

"I will host the auction below!"

Ye Wushuang spoke calmly, making the crowd shrink in attention!

The masters of the supreme religion also stared at it. They did not speak, but explored the auction house with their spiritual thoughts. A terrifying aura filled the air, making them very afraid!

They even suspected that there was a powerful person from the Supreme Secret Realm in the Shenbao Pavilion!

This time, the crowd at the back was honest. Although they were wary of the front, they didn’t mind watching!

"This guy is really lawless!"

Yun Feiyang shook his head and smiled bitterly, secretly admiring him!

Dare to auction the Son of God, the first person in the history of the Northern Underworld!

This is going to offend all the forces in the Northern Underworld!

"The final treasure of this auction will be auctioned below!" Ye Wushuang raised his eyelids and turned to look at the imprisoned God Son of Zhentian. He couldn't even speak, and stared at Ye Wushuang with a pair of bloodshot eyes. !

"The Son of Heaven-Suppressing God, with the cultivation of the third level of the ancient king, and the natural combat power of the Prodigy King, if cultivated, his future growth will be immeasurable. He is definitely a Suppressing Cult figure. Needless to say, his value!"

As Ye Wushuang explained, it was like explaining a treasure, which made the crowd behind laugh. However, some female disciples of Cihang Sword Sect in front covered their mouths and laughed!

"The bidding will begin now. Two hundred ancient secret arts, fifty ancient secret arts, and ten ancient secret arts. You can increase the price. Any treasure will do. Let's start the bidding!"

Ye Wushuang shouted!

Hiss——

Suddenly, countless people took a breath of cold air!

These treasures are likely to disturb the great sect's foundation, and the price of this auction is too terrible!

The corners of the mouths of the Zhentian Divine Cult people below twitched fiercely, and they desperately wanted to kill people!

There are so many secret techniques, which are almost one-tenth of the resources of Zhentian Divine Sect. If they are allowed to take them out at once, this is no longer an exchange, but a robbery!

And it was a polite robbery!

Palace Master Yuanji, Fu Qianjun of Diji Sect, Wu Santong of Shenwu Temple, Emperor Hunxuan of Hun Palace and others were filled with rage and roared over and over again!

Scanning a glance at the crowd with different expressions below, Ye Wushuang asked calmly: "No one is bidding, then..."

"My Zhentian Divine Sect is willing to pay and redeem it!"

In the Zhentian Divine Sect, an old immortal gnashed his teeth and shouted, his eyes almost popped out, and he could only respond with redemption!

Otherwise, they didn't know where this face had gone!

Hearing this, Ye Wushuang smiled faintly, scanned the crowd, and asked: "Who else wants to bid!"

"Puff!"

In a box outside the auction house, looking at Wushuang on the auction table, a group of women couldn't help laughing!

"He does auctions in a proper way!" Meng Yun smiled without tears.

"He probably made those big sects hate him to the bone by doing this!" Qianqiu Shenmeng also said that he was immune to these amazing actions of Ye Wushuang!

No one spoke in the auction house!

Three knocks, the son of Zhentian Divine was auctioned by the Zhentian Divine Sect!

With one hand, he handed over the secret technique, and with the other hand, he handed over the Son of Zhentian. After redeeming the Son of Zhentian, the leader of Zhentian led a group of people to leave the auction site. What they left was hatred and murderous intent, which countless people saw!

I am afraid that from now on, Ye Wushuang and the Zhentian Divine Sect will never stop fighting!

Ye Wushuang did not say much. He dared to surround and kill him at the beginning, and this price was still light!

"Okay, the first finale treasure is auctioned, and the second one is now..."

Ye Wushuang retracted his gaze and shouted again. A cage appeared again, which made the eyes of the crowd stare again, and their eyeballs almost popped out!

Hate the world's orphan!

Everyone's mouth twitched, even the goddess was auctioned!