Grandpa Supreme

Chapter 358

After their spiritual inspection, this photo is the side of the auction house. What kind of thing is this? It can print the real thing on it immediately.None of them calmed down, after all, this magical thing appeared.

What is the origin of this 324 private room? An ordinary kid, the things he took out are so mysterious, some people have malicious intentions.

The photo fell on the center stage, the beauty picked it up, and smiled at Sissy, who also smiled at her with her white teeth showing.

Mrs. Ghost didn't know what to say, anyway, she was stupid again, this goddaughter has piles of things in her hands, not to mention the mystery, she doesn't know where she got them from.

A monk in private room 515 on the fifth floor smiled, stretched out his right hand, and a trace of blue true energy attacked private room 324 as if it were attractive.

"Bold!" Mrs. Ghost yelled, this guy actually wanted to snatch something from her goddaughter, tired of work?

Then Mrs. Ghost stepped up and broke into the 515 private room.

This auction can't be maintained anymore, Lord Ghost received the news that the hospitality city has been breached, and the enemy will come here soon.

Everyone looked at 515, and saw swords and swords inside, and the aftermath radiated out. Sissy and Beibei kept watching, pouting, why isn't it going to be auctioned?The ghost beads didn't show up yet.

"Brother Yun, why don't you make a move?"

"Stinky boy, this doesn't fit your personality." The old man tortoise felt inconceivable, how could this Ling Yun be so quiet and not cause trouble?
"Hehe, watching a play, isn't there someone in charge?" Ling Yun shrugged with a smile. His actions would kill him, so let Mrs. Ghost play with him.

"Don't fight, hurry up the auction!" Sissy's breasts yelled angrily, a little annoyed that she had waited so long.

"Quick auction!"

"Quick auction!"

The two little guys kept shouting, but unfortunately the sound of fighting was covered, and even if it wasn't covered, no one would pay attention.

Long Yanran gently stroked the two of them and explained: "Sissy and Beibei, stop arguing! Shush!! This situation can't go on with the auction."

The two little guys curled their lips, what's wrong?He couldn't get an answer, so he fell silent.

In the private room of the ghost prince on the top floor, a ghost general said to him with an ugly face: "My lord, 303, the people in 303 use counterfeit money!" After he finished speaking, he looked angry!
"It's about the same as what I guessed, it's okay! It seems that a big battle today is inevitable!" said the ghost prince.

If you win, you can get back everything that was auctioned by 303. If you lose, you can get nothing. It's that simple. The hospitality city is broken, and the situation is very unfavorable.

The ghost prince thought to himself, Lord Devil May Cry doesn't know if he will make a move, and he doesn't know the odds of winning if he makes a move?

"Amitabha"

In the private room 330 on the third floor, there is an old voice full of Buddha's voice, which is clear to the ears.

Many monks folded their hands together...

The ghost mother-in-law shouted loudly: "My Ami, you are tall!"

"Aha, aha!"

"Ha ha!"

Sissy and Beibei also learned to put their hands together, as if they thought it was fun.

Looking at Xin Zhao's confused look, Ling Yun explained: "This is the Buddha's voice from Putuo Temple."

At this moment in room 303, the man wearing the red mask smiled again, very evilly, then took out a communication crystal and said to it: "The time has come!"

Ling Yun in private room 324 frowned, waved his big hand, and the whole private room was protected.

"boom boom"

There were three loud bangs above the auction building, which shocked everyone, and then the whole building exploded completely.

The smoke and dust billowed, the ghost guards and the monks who came to the ghost island auction fell down, the ghost prince stood up from the ruins, and all the smoke and dust were dispersed with a wind magic.

He was stunned by everything in front of him. Has the city that never sleeps been turned into ruins?There are corpses everywhere on the ground, what happened just now, who will tell him?

All the private rooms of Ling Yun are fine, they are still floating in the original position, there is no trace of displacement, Xin Zhao and the others in the private room are breaking out in cold sweat when they see the outside.

"Oh?"

The two little guys stared wide-eyed in the private room, and there was a flash of light, and they heard a small explosion, and then that's it...

"Haha! They're all ants..." The man wearing the red mask suddenly appeared, so weird.

The ghost prince said coldly: "Arrogance, hold the name, I will not kill the unknown junior!" Could it be him who did it?Destroying a city that never sleeps in an instant is as perverted as Pluto.

The man in the red mask sneered and shook his head.

"Damn, what happened?"

"I don't know, it hurts me to death."

"Is this going against Onijima?"

"Amitabha"

The sober monks were all very angry, they fought all the time, how could it affect their innocent people?
Xin Zhao narrowed his eyes and said, "Everyone below the Immortal Emperor is almost dead."

"terrible"

Long Xingtian and the others have never seen the terror of the Twelve Realms, so their scalps are numb now.

Ling Yun glanced at the old man tortoise, and found that his aura was rising steadily. He asked incomprehensibly, "Old tortoise? Do you have grudges against him?" He pointed at the man in the red mask!

"Enmity? Yes, damn it, no!" The old turtle man said, his aura not retreating, even using his murderous intent.

"Damn! Don't get excited if it's nothing." Xin Zhao shuddered fiercely!
"Yes, calm down, calm down!" Ye Fei said, the old man should be angry.

The old man tortoise gritted his teeth: "Calm down, how calm down, he is a demon, this old man is going to explode!"

The corner of Ling Yun's mouth twitched, Demon Race?The man in the red mask is at most a half-demon, and I don't know how the old man recognizes him?

Then Ling Yun walked over, and everyone didn't understand what he was going to do. They saw Ling Yun grabbing the old man's clothes and throwing him out casually. It's my daughter!"

After speaking, he patted the heads of the two little guys to ease their expressions. This old turtle is too inattentive to the occasion, and Ling Yun can't help but throw him out.

"Aha, aha, the Eight Immortals are flying into the sky!" Sissy smiled.

"Hey, hey, he's flying into the sky! Haha" Beibei was still imitating Ling Yun's movements.

"Look, that floating private room!! It's 324! My God!"

"And this operation?"

"Who's in there?"

"Isn't there an artifact?"

"The old man also feels that it is protected by the artifact, otherwise it is impossible not to be affected."

"An old man flew out of it just now, it seems to be a turtle fairy!"

"Damn it! Pervert, I'll go first, leave Ghost Island!"

"I'm leaving too!"

The surviving monks shook their heads and smiled wryly. They were about to leave. It’s okay to suffer a little bit, but they couldn’t beat them. All wounded.

(End of this chapter)