Chapter 113: Imp Sieges the City

Zhang Yan stared at the longevity blood stone in front of him very excitedly. In Zhang Yan's eyes, the longevity blood stone was no longer a longevity blood stone. This was simply a God of Wealth, handing out spiritual stones to Zhang Yan. One inch of the longevity blood stone could It's a spiritual stone worth tens of thousands. This longevity blood stone is really too precious.

When the price of the longevity blood stone climbed to 30 million spirit stones, only the people in Room 3 and Room 1 were still raising the price, and the people in the other rooms had obviously given up on competing for the longevity blood stone this time. Shi, as for the people in the hall on the first floor, it was no longer something they could participate in from the beginning. They just opened their eyes to see the Blood Life Stone. However, the competition for the Blood Life Stone today was very fierce. The two The people in the room were fighting each other. Every time one bid, the other bid was a million higher than him.

The price of the longevity blood stone also continued to rise, from 30 million to 40 million. When it reached 40 million, a very majestic voice sounded in Room 1, and this voice reached everyone It was like thunder in my ears, "Fifty million!"

"Fifty million?" Zhang Yan was wondering if his ears had heard it wrong. The person in room No. 1 suddenly increased the price by fifty million? This is simply unbelievable. Even everyone in the auction was very shocked. Everyone was wondering if they heard wrong. Even Mr. Zhang asked respectfully: "Excuse me, are you offering 50 million?" Spiritual stone?"

"Yes, I'm offering 50 million spiritual stones. This is also my bottom line. If there are still other bids, I will give up." The person in room No. 1 had a hint of anger in his tone. It was obvious that he had lost his patience and did not want to After bidding with the people in Room 3, I stated my bottom line directly and showed my cards directly to see how the people in Room 3 chose.

"Is there anyone who offers a higher price for fifty million spirit stones?" Sure enough, the people in Room 3 did not say anything for a long time. After Mr. Zhang asked three times, the people in Room 3 did not continue. After increasing the price, the fifteen-year-old Blood Life Stone was finally bought by the people in VIP Room No. 1. However, the transaction price of this Blood Life Stone was unprecedentedly high, and it also set a new high for Huangquan Auction House in recent years. .

When Mr. Zhang announced the ownership of the longevity blood stone, it also meant that the auction had come to an end. Everyone also calmed down from the previous excitement. They all talked about the fierce auction just now and left the auction house, while Zhang Yan He was sitting in the room waiting for the people from the auction house to give him the spiritual stone. It was 50 million high-grade spiritual stones. Zhang Yan found it incredible when he thought about it. Zhang Yan was very excited and he didn't dare to do it until now. Believing that all this turned out to be true, with 50 million high-grade spiritual stones, Zhang Yan no longer had to worry about spiritual stones.

Mr. Zhang personally pushed the longevity blood stone to the people in room No. 1. After Mr. Zhang got the spirit stone from the room, he immediately turned around and entered Zhang Yan's room No. 2. He smiled and said to Zhang Yan: "This is The 50 million high-grade spiritual stones obtained from this auction are also the price of the Soul Calming Talisman that our auction house promised to give you, please keep it."

Zhang Yan resisted the urge to run over, suppressed his inner excitement, and said calmly: "Very good, your auction house is quite trustworthy."

As Zhang Yan spoke, he reached out and took the storage bag from Mr. Zhang's hand. He swept it with the power of his soul and instantly found out that there were 10 million high-grade spiritual stones in it. The storage bag in Mr. Zhang's hand was also full. With five of them, Zhang Yan thought that there were so many 50 million high-grade spiritual stones that he couldn’t even fit them into the storage bag. After Zhang Yan took the five storage bags, he said with a smile: "Thank you for your hospitality. If I have any treasures in the future, I will definitely come to your auction house."

"It's an honor for you to be able to see us at that time. Please do it yourself. I won't disturb you if I have something else to do. You can buy whatever you like. Just show your token and you can enjoy 20% off." Mr. Zhang turned around and left the room as he spoke.

Zhang Yan saw that the auction was over, and there was no point in staying here anymore. He might as well go back to the inn and have a good meal. Before, because he didn't have any spirit stones, he just ate and was still unsatisfied. But now it's different. Zhang Yan's There is a huge sum of fifty million in the ring, and this time I can spend it no matter how much I eat.

Zhang Yan got up and left room 2. He happened to see the people coming out of room 3. He saw two people coming out of room 3. One was an old man with gray hair but full of energy, and the other It was a beautiful woman wearing a tight purple dress, with a veil covering her face and a hat on her head, covering her entire face. The reason why Zhang Yan dared to conclude that she was a beauty was because Zhang Yan could tell at a glance that she was a beautiful woman. Recognized who this person was.

Zhang Yan walked forward quickly and said with a smile: "Meng Yao, why are you here? Didn't you go find the reincarnation ship?"

Meng Yao was stunned when he saw Zhang Yan, and then said unexpectedly: "Why do you appear here? Didn't you follow Yan Luo and the others?"

The old man on the side looked at Zhang Yan with some doubts. It turned out that Zhang Yan was just a martial artist with the third level of martial arts. He couldn't help but frowned and said, "Miss, if we still have time, let's not waste time here."

Hearing this, Meng Yao could only look at Zhang Yan apologetically, "I still have important things to do, so I'll take my leave first," Meng Yao said and turned around to leave.

Zhang Yan looked at the backs of Meng Yao and the old man and couldn't help but shook his head. Zhang Yan knew that the old man thought his cultivation level was so low, so he didn't take him seriously. However, Zhang Yan didn't take it to heart, and just said doubtfully: " Important things? Apart from the big thing about the Samsara Ship, what other things does Meng Yao have that are more important than the Samsara Ship? How could Meng Yao come here in person? And looking at the old man next to her, she gave Zhang Yan a mysterious feeling. The feeling of testing seems to be stronger than the feeling given to him by the Soul-Eating Beast."

"You brought such a strong person here to do something? Could it be that you are looking for some treasure?" Zhang Yan wondered in his mind, and finally shook his head, "Never mind her, she wants to do whatever she wants, my first priority is to save the fat man. , let’s talk about other things later.”

Zhang Yan shook his head and left the auction house. After returning to the inn, the waiter was still greeting the guests listlessly. When he saw Zhang Yan coming back, he couldn't help but ask: "Why are you back again? What do you want to eat this time?"

Zhang Yan heard this and said boldly: "Give me all the delicious food you have here."

"All of them? That's close to six thousand spirit stones. Are you sure you want them all?" the waiter asked with his mouth wide open, looking surprised.

Zhang Yan nodded and threw the six thousand spirit stones directly to the waiter, "Is that enough? If you have more, you don't have to pay me back."

Although the waiter felt strange when he heard this, he didn't dare to ask any more questions. He immediately prepared the dishes for Zhang Yan. The dishes arrived soon. This time, Zhang Yan wanted to eat enough. He was eating the dishes on the table attentively. When Zhang Yan was enjoying his meal, he saw a warrior running in from outside thinking he was covered in blood.

The warrior quickly ran into the inn and shouted loudly inside: "The kid is attacking the city. Everyone, go and help." After shouting, he immediately ran out of the inn and continued to tell other people elsewhere. On the side, he shouted, "The kid is attacking the city, everyone hurry up and defend the city."

Zhang Yan was enjoying his meal. When he heard that the kid was attacking the city, he couldn't help but put down his chopsticks. At this time, everyone in the inn also walked out of the inn and walked towards the city gate.

Zhang Yan couldn't just sit back and watch, and immediately followed the crowd towards the city gate. On the way, he saw a large number of warriors rushing towards the city gate, and some took advantage of the chaos to hide, for fear of dying at the city gate.

When Zhang Yan rushed to the city gate, he saw a dense crowd of imps gathered outside the city, extending into the darkness as far as the eye could see. There were also many ugly-looking ghosts among them. These imps were attacking the city gate like they were desperate for their lives. The warriors in the city also came out to guard the city gate and fight against these imps under the city.

The strength of the warriors in the city is generally much higher than that of imps and ghosts. Each warrior can fight one against a hundred, but there are too many of these imps. After killing one of them, another one will continue to rush over, and the ones guarding the city will continue to rush over. Warriors cannot absorb the spiritual energy in the Underworld Road like Zhang Yan. They can only wait until the spiritual energy is almost exhausted and quickly withdraw to replenish the spiritual energy.

In this way, one wave after another of warriors resisted the offensive of the imps under the city. The number of these imps seemed to be endless, and they could not be killed at all. Zhang Yan also jumped down to help kill these imps. Zhang Yan saw The blood-red spiritual power of the stone sword in his hand flashed, and every time the sword was swung out, a field of imps was killed. Zhang Yan was like a harvester, harvesting the souls of imps.

When Zhang Yan was about to kill, an old man came out of the city. The old man waved his hand gently, and a white light flashed. Most of the kid outside the city died in an instant. The old man waved his hand twice more, and outside the city All the besieging imps had been wiped out, leaving only the outermost ones who had not been scratched by the old man's spiritual power.

Zhang Yan returned to the city wall and looked at the old man floating in the air. He couldn't help but said in shock: "What a strong cultivation level!"

The old man shouted angrily, "We don't want to be your enemy, why don't you retreat quickly?"

Zhang Yan couldn't help but frown when he heard this, thinking that even a kid has no intelligence, who is this old man talking to? But when he thought about it, Zhang Yan understood that such a large-scale siege must be controlled by someone behind the scenes. Presumably, the old man was talking to the manipulator behind the scenes.

Sure enough, as soon as the old man finished speaking, all the little ghosts around him retreated. When the old man saw that the little ghosts had left, he turned around and flew back to the city.