Peerless Martial God's Rebirth

Chapter 276

"Wow!" with Yang Teng's knife, this stone skin did not form a complete stone skin like the stone skin just peeled off, but became a pile of fragments.

The temperature on the auction platform suddenly rose, and a beating flame appeared in front of Yang Teng!

Hot and bright, for a moment, it seems to ignite the whole auction table.

The auctioneer felt the most deeply. An overwhelming heat wave came and wrapped him. The auctioneer felt that his eyebrows and beard were scorched.

Suddenly, the hot temperature disappeared, and the auctioneer felt much more comfortable.

Looking at the essence of the flame, Yang Teng put his hands on a fiery red thing, which looked like a stone and a beating flame.

The essence of the flame is like a transparent shell wrapped around the flame inside. You can see the flowing spirit from the outside, but you can't break through that shell.

treasure! Good thing!

Although these strong people present do not know alchemy and weapon refining, they are all strong people. They still have some eyesight. At a glance, they can see that this beating and flashing thing is absolutely priceless.

Yang Teng found the treasure!

Fifteen bottles of top-grade poly elixir are really not worth mentioning for Yang Teng.

At this moment, many people regret it.

I knew there was such a good thing in it. Even if you spend more julingdan, you should buy it. It is impossible for Yang Teng to get it at the ultra-low price of 15 bottles of julingdan.

Unless there are better auctions, the flame essence contained in this flame stone is likely to be the most valuable treasure at this auction.

Murong rouer looked at the auction table excitedly. She knew that Yang Teng's move would definitely bring a surprise.

Ma Jing was extremely excited. If it wasn't an auction, they would yell and look at Song Mingyuan with provocative eyes.

Song Mingyuan was dejected. He really couldn't figure out how this boy could be so lucky. Such a good thing was made in a worthless broken stone.

"Who, song Mingyuan? It's time to honor your bet!" Yang Teng stood in front of the essence of the flame, didn't come down, and his hands were still stuck on the essence of the flame. Shouted at Song Mingyuan under the stage.

Murong rouer suddenly came to the spirit, "yes, whether you slap yourself or learn three barks."

Murong rouer looked up and down at Song Mingyuan. "You must slap yourself loudly so that all of us can hear it. But I guess you must be afraid of pain and are not willing to slap yourself."

Song Mingyuan thought Murong rouer would let him go. He quickly nodded and said, "you're right. It's not a good idea to slap yourself."

"Then learn to bark three times. It's not difficult at all. As long as everyone hears it, even if you honor your bet."

Murong rouer's words had just finished, and the red cloud fairy couldn't help laughing. They knew that Murong rouer would never easily spare song Mingyuan.

Song Mingyuan's face suddenly collapsed and let him learn dog barking in public. It's better to kill him.

When he was in a dilemma, a monk behind him attached to his ear and whispered a few words.

Song Mingyuan's eyes suddenly lit up. Good idea!

At this moment, song Mingyuan's waist was very straight. He shouted at Yang Teng, "you say it's a treasure. It's a treasure. Just by your word, who believes it."

There was an uproar at the scene. Isn't this cheating!

I've seen shameless people. I've never seen song Mingyuan so shameless.

Murong rouer is so angry that she wants to start. Isn't this a bully? She will rush over when she greets Ma Jing and Jiang Kai.

"You don't believe it, right? That's easy. Come up and have a look. If you still think it's not a treasure, I have nothing to say. You win," Yang Teng said loudly on the auction platform.

What is this?

These strong people here can't figure it out. Song Mingyuan makes it clear that he wants to cheat. Let him take a look on the stage, and he can admit that this is a treasure?

Song Mingyuan hesitated. He was afraid that Yang Teng would do something bad to him.

"Why, you mangy dog, if you lose, you lose. Now you dare not admit defeat. What did you bet for?" Murong rouer sneered.

As soon as song Mingyuan gritted his teeth, he just took a look on the stage and insisted that it was not a treasure. What can Yang Teng do to him.

With a fierce stare at Murong rouer, song Mingyuan strode onto the auction platform.

"Boy, let me watch it on the stage. It's also a broken stone." Song Mingyuan made up his mind. Anyway, he just didn't admit that it was a treasure.

Yang Teng suddenly smiled: "it's not a treasure. It's too early for you to make a decision now. If you stick your hands on the essence of the flame, you will clearly feel whether it's a treasure or not. Maybe something magical will happen."

Song Mingyuan didn't dare to act rashly. Just now, the essence of the flame sent out that extremely hot breath, which made him afraid. What if this thing burned himself.

However, when he saw that Yang Teng's hands had been pasted on the essence of the flame, song Mingyuan was relieved.

A little monk in the forging period is not burned. His cultivation is much higher than Yang Teng. How can he be burned.

Moreover, the temperature on the auction platform returned to normal, and I couldn't feel anything special about the essence of the flame.

Hum! Playing tricks, song Mingyuan figured out that if he didn't dare to stick his hands on the essence of the flame, the hairy boy would attack himself with this. He would say he didn't dare. He was afraid it was a treasure.

How can this hairy boy do what he wants!

At the thought of the five charming little women under the stage, song Mingyuan felt hot, stretched out a pair of fat hands and pasted them on the essence of the flame without hesitation.

"What about the paste? It doesn't matter. Waste stone is waste stone." Song Mingyuan's tone was full of disdain. He didn't feel the difference between this red thing.

"Well, you'd better release your Divine sense to explore, and you can experience incomparable magical things." Yang Teng's mouth was smiling and his face was full of intoxication, just like what the essence of the flame under his hands was.

Song Mingyuan was skeptical. Just about to release his divine consciousness, he suddenly felt a strong heat flow rush out of the essence of the flame, quickly swept his hands and rushed to his whole body.

"Ah!" Song Mingyuan screamed. He immediately realized that it was bad. Without any hesitation, his feet suddenly worked hard and his body retreated rapidly.

"Ha ha!" Yang Teng laughed loudly and looked at Song Mingyuan retreating to the edge of the auction platform.

"My hand! You bastard, my hand!" Song Mingyuan screamed, his hands miserable.

Several of his companions flew to the auction platform for the first time, "young master, are you okay?"

What do you mean nothing? It's big.

Song Mingyuan's hands were burnt and scorched by the hot temperature of the essence of the flame, which turned into two pieces of black carbon. All the flesh and blood on ten fingers were burned to ashes, and even the bones of his hands and fingers had been carbonized.

Half of his arm was charred and his eyebrows and hair turned gray.

Let alone the tragedy of song Mingyuan.

All the people present were stunned. The essence of the flame has such powerful power!

However, why is Yang Teng all right? His hands have been pasted on the essence of the flame, but there is no problem. Song Mingyuan becomes so miserable in a moment. What's the problem?

"You dare to hurt my young master, I'll kill you!" a friar beside song Mingyuan suddenly burst into a rage, and his fists burst at Yang Teng.

"Boom!" a flame came to his face, and the monk was swallowed up by the flame in an instant.

"Ah!" the scream came out of the flame, which made people frightened.

Look at the monk, he has become a fire regiment.

Several others roared and rushed to Yang Teng.

Jiang Kai all reacted, shouted, rushed up from under the stage and stood next to Yang Teng.

Yang Teng smiled: "don't be nervous. Today I'll show you a game of living people changing into fireballs for free."

The monks were uneasy and gathered their aura to stare at Yang Teng, but they didn't dare to come forward.

Song Mingyuan's hands were burned by the blazing flame of the essence of the flame. I'm afraid one pair of arms could not be saved. Another companion was burned all over and struggled on the stage in pain.

Such a tragedy made them dare not rush up. The essence of this flame was so powerful that no one wanted to become a flame.

All the strong men below were stunned. No one thought that the essence of the flame had such a powerful attack power.

It's not just a refining material. It can be used as a life-saving killing device.

What puzzles them is why Yang Teng is all right. The essence of the flame won't burn him?

Wu Yitian could no longer pretend to be invisible. He quickly stepped onto the auction platform, came to Yang Teng and said softly, "Yang Shao, your evil spirit is out. I'm difficult to deal with."

Burning song Mingyuan so miserably, Yang Teng can walk away, but Wuyi Tian still has to live in sunset valley.

Yang Teng took back one hand and handed Wu Yitian a pill. "Take it for that bastard. Maybe he can keep his arm. I don't think he can keep his hands."

The best wound healing pill is not a magic pill. It's good to keep song Mingyuan's arm.

If it's a spirit level pill, there may be hope.

It's best to use God level healing pill. If you take it, song Mingyuan's hands will recover as before.

Don't say Yang Teng doesn't have such a level of pill. Even if he does, he can't give it to song Mingyuan.

Wu Yitian took the best healing pill and went to song Mingyuan.

"Ah! It hurts me!" Song Mingyuan struggled violently. The sharp pain from his arm made him unbearable. Half of his arm was charred, and his big arm could move. A pair of arms waved indiscriminately, and the charred finger bones accidentally touched the floor of the auction table.

"Click!" several finger bones broke at the same time.

Wuyi Tian was so scared that he was too cruel! Yang Shao left no room at all. This is driving song Mingyuan to death.

Without his hands, he became a useless man. The hatred between Yang Teng and the Song family can no longer be solved.

"What are you doing?" several guards of song Mingyuan looked at Wuyi day warily.

The young master's current tragedy has left them helpless. They have been scared out of order for a long time.