In A Dying Disease, The System Lets Me Spread My Branches And Leaves

Chapter 150 Dragon Soul

"My flying sword just lacks a suitable sword spirit.

I finally met him today, hahahaha. "

The person who spoke was a fat man. The clothes woven from the silkworm silkworm spirit beast were shining with the light of the formation.

The lines on it are twists and turns, and upon closer inspection, they turn out to be array patterns.

This old man was so afraid of death that he even carved a complete set of protective formations on his clothes.

Such a generous act can be regarded as a strange thing.

As a formation master, Gu Linglong felt the fluctuations of the formation instantly.

She couldn't help but look at the fat man and frowned slightly:

"Husband, the defensive formations engraved on this man's clothes are comparable to the sect-protecting formations of some small sects."

Li Changsheng frowned:

"This is nothing, right?

As long as you have money, you can still make it. "

The look of shock on Gu Linglong's face continued:

“That alone is not enough to shock the slave family.

Husband, look at the headband on that man’s head. "

Li Changsheng was deeply surprised and looked up.

I saw a golden hairband that was very conspicuous on the fat man's hair.

With every breath the fat man took, the headband flickered and disappeared.

Every time the headband lights up, a layer of ripples appears.

The ripples went from top to bottom, sweeping over the fat man's body.

Li Changsheng didn't pay attention just now.

Now being reminded by Gu Linglong, she immediately discovered that the headband was unusual:

"Interesting, it seems that the headband is used to scan this person's body.

Presumably, once there is any abnormality in the body, it will sound an alarm and even eliminate the negative effects.

This fat man really cherishes his life. "

Gu Linglong nodded:

"Indeed, just the formations on that suit are worth a lot of money, and this person definitely has a lot of background.

Judging from its attire, it should be from Great Qian Dynasty. "

Li Changsheng can naturally see it, but even so, he cannot give up the dragon soul.

At this time, the auction girl looked around and saw that no one was bidding, so she said:

"This distinguished guest bids 80 million, is there anything higher?"

There was silence all around. It was true that this dragon soul was not something that poor people could afford.

Most of the people who come here have their own target auction items.

If you spend all your money halfway, it will be difficult later.

Besides, the fat man looked like he was determined to win.

There are also two strong men from the first level of Nascent Soul serving as guards.

This identity is definitely not simple.

Bidding now will have no effect except offending the fat man.

Seeing this, the auction girl had already raised her hammer:

"The first time in 80 million."

Li Changsheng originally wanted to see how many people were interested in this dragon soul.

Now it seems that no one is bidding.

But just when he was about to bid, the fat man was struck by something.

With a bang, he actually took out the sword:

"Hahaha, my dragon soul sword is extremely sharp.

My father hired countless skilled craftsmen to make it.

The only regret is that there is no sword spirit.

Today I can finally..."

"Huh?"

"Eh eh eh..."

"Holy shit!!!"

"My Dragon Soul Sword!!!"

I saw the Dragon Soul Sword being pulled by a strong force and separated from the fat man's hands with a whoosh.

Then there was a roar and it broke through the auction building.

A big hole appeared in the building and bricks fell to the floor.

The Dragon Soul Sword flew towards Burial Sword Mountain.

At this moment, everyone in the audience was stunned. Only the fat man was yelling:

"It belongs to his grandma, hurry up and get the sword back to me."

An old man on the first floor of Nascent Soul beside him chased him out in an instant.

The other old man, Nascent Soul, looked wary and paid attention to his surroundings.

After all, on such an occasion, they disrupted the order of the venue. I wonder how the auction house will deal with them.

Everyone was stunned when they saw this saucy operation.

The auction girl opened her mouth wide, her expression frozen.

Li Changsheng chuckled, looked at the fat man's angry look, and gave a thumbs up:

"Talent."

A few seconds later, the entire venue burst into laughter:

"I'm laughing so hard. This fat guy is a talent."

"Hahahaha, you dare to take out the flying sword at the foot of the Sword Burial Mountain. You are really rich."

"As expected of Zhang Biao, the young master of the Great Qian Dynasty Pegasus. He is indeed Tai Biao."

"The quality of the flying sword just now seems to be at least a Fifth Grade Spiritual Treasure."

"Hiss, Fifth Grade Spiritual Treasure, what a pity for such a treasure."

"It's fine now. The dragon soul was captured, but the sword is gone."

At this moment, the fat man finally realized something, and he quickly said:

"Stop it, stop it, I don't want this dragon soul anymore."

In order for the Law Weapon to be able to withstand weapon spirits, its quality needs to be at least Spiritual Treasure Fifth Grade or above.

The sword that flew out just now cost Zhang Biao too much materials and money.

He has high hopes for it, and it is also his favorite Law Weapon.

If you build another one, you don't know when you will have to wait.

Now that the sword has been swallowed by Buried Sword Mountain, he is really not in the mood to shoot that dragon soul anymore.

He was afraid that when he saw the dragon soul in the future, he would think of today's sad things.

The auction girl frowned slightly:

"My distinguished guest, according to the rules, no one bids higher than you, and this dragon soul is yours.

If you insist on breaking the agreement, I think..."

Zhang Biao frowned, and the old Nascent Soul beside him also took a step forward.

It seems that Zhang Biao didn't pay attention to the auction house in Zhuxian City at all:

"I broke the agreement today, what can you do?"

"You took away my sword at Burying Sword Mountain. What use would I have for this dragon soul?"

The auction girl's complexion became cold, and she said in a cold voice:

"The disarming of Burial Sword Mountain is beyond our control."

"Don't make trouble for no reason here."

"So what if you are the young master of the Great Qian Dynasty Pegasus?

Do you really think that the people in Zhuxian City are easy to mess with? "

As soon as he finished speaking, five monks from the first level of Nascent Soul stood up around him.

Everyone looked at them with eager eyes and surrounded Zhang Biao and his bodyguards.

Zhang Biao snorted coldly:

"Want to fight?"

"Come on, the last thing I'm afraid of is fighting."

"If you can break through my defense today, I will take your surname."

After finishing speaking, Zhang Biao waved his hand, took out dozens of defensive talismans, and stuck them on his body with a bang.

Especially the crotch, there are twenty or thirty sheets of it.

Every talisman is worth a lot of money. This is a complete waste of natural resources.

Then he took out a large transparent clock and covered himself with a bang.

This wasn't over yet, he took out another set of silver armor and put it on.

At this time, he seemed to have used all his methods.

Then with an extremely arrogant voice, he looked at the Nascent Soul surrounding them and raised his hand:

"If you have the guts to come over here, I will lose if I frown."

This operation shocked everyone present.

One of them, Nascent Soul, couldn't bear the humiliation and rushed towards Zhang Biao with a shout:

"You are so arrogant at a young age. Today I will let you know the price of arrogance."

The Nascent Soul old man used all his strength and slapped Zhang Biao on the body with a bang.

Immediately afterwards, an extremely shrill scream came:

"ah......"

"So despicable, so shameless, and so insidious."

The Nascent Soul old man was rebounded by Zhang Biao's protective power and flew backwards.

His palms had turned into pieces and all the clothes on his body had disappeared.

Countless female cultivators screamed and covered their eyes.

But they observed everything through their fingers, and their cheeks turned red instantly.

The old man crashed through the wall and fell onto the street.

As a result, there was a burst of more wild laughter on the street, and the sound was loud.

Zhang Biao's protective power simply subverted the worldview of everyone present:

"Can it still be like this?"

"What kind of protective ability is this?"

"His grandma has never seen anyone so afraid of death."

Zhang Biao raised his chin, looked at people through his nostrils, stretched out his right index finger, and pointed at the sky at 60 degrees.

Then word by word, he roared with all his strength:

"Who else!?"

At this moment, no one dared to step forward.

The auction girl's expression froze again and her mouth opened wide.

Zhang Biao snorted coldly, feeling extremely happy:

"In addition, please explain one more thing."

"I, Zhang Biao, a seven-foot tall man who lives between heaven and earth, am I a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death?"

"I'm not afraid of death, but I'm afraid of pain."

"These protections are just to reduce pain."

This explanation is really too far-fetched.

But Li Changsheng had a bright eye, and he admired Zhang Biao's character very much.

So, Li Changsheng broke everyone's silence:

"Brother Zhang Biao, since you don't want to take pictures of this dragon soul, how about I take pictures of it?"

Then Li Changsheng looked at the auction girl and said:

"Everyone is doing business anyway, there is no need to hurt the harmony."

"The price is the same as this brother's. It's also 80 million Supreme Grade spiritual stones."

"I wonder if that's okay?"

Zhang Biao looked happy when he heard this.

After all, he is in someone else's territory now.

If things become a big deal, although it won't suffer in a short time.

But as time went by, he was the one who suffered.

Now that someone gave him a step, he naturally walked down.

At the same time, he looked at Li Changsheng and cupped his fists slightly:

"Thank you, brother. I'll treat you to a drink when the auction is over."

Li Changsheng also nodded with a smile, and he had exactly the same intention.

The auction girl glanced at Zhang Biao, snorted coldly, then looked at Li Changsheng and said:

"In that case, then follow the meaning of Fellow Daoist."

Li Changsheng nodded, but felt a strange feeling.

Just now the auction girl looked at him with obvious cold eyes:

"It's not right, it's very wrong."

"With my charm, a normal woman would never see me like this."