Super Dragon Cultivation System

The old man did not have any nonsense such as congratulations, and began the auction of the second-order cubs directly.

The reserve price is much lower than that of Tier III, but I do n’t know what these noble local tyrants are going crazy.

Zhang Xing gave up decisively, you have money and no place to spend, I can't compare with you, there will be opportunities in the future.

I ’ll ask the host ’s host if anyone sells dragon eggs.

The auction that started in the early hours ended in less than half an hour.

The crowd left quietly.

Zhang Xing stayed at the end and asked the old man, but did not get useful information.

The old man just said that they were only responsible for matchmaking. Someone released the news when entrusted. No other information was known.

Such rhetoric is obviously perfunctory, and Zhang Xing had no choice but to think otherwise.

Walking out of Wanwu City's west house, those who came out were no longer visible.

Zhang Xing and Moore walked slowly along the only path.

"Senior, why don't you live more with me (ri) and wait for the news next time?"

Moore speculated that Zhang Kong's predecessor might have come for the Dragon.

I feel a little embarrassed if I don't help. I want to do my best and I want to pull in a little distance.

"Okay!"

Zhang Xing promised to come down. It would be better to have such an acquaintance to help, and it would be better to find it indiscriminately. Anyway, I also came to do the task, so wait slowly.

Hearing Zhang Xing's promise, Moult was excited, and the longer he could spend with Zhang Kong's predecessors, the more he learned.

As soon as he wanted to say something, he saw Zhang Xing wave his hand and stood still, and Moore stopped subconsciously.

After dying, Zhang Xingyuan looked at the night sky: "Someone is fighting in front of us. Let's go and see."

Moore listened with a breath, but didn't hear anything. He couldn't help but respect the senior Zhang Kong in front of him.

It took five or six minutes for the two to rush forward, and Moore heard the fighting.

The admiration of Zhang Xing in the heart (Qing Qing), like Er Ha admiring his master, can not extricate himself!

There were four people in the 100m outfield, three for one.

They are all familiar strangers. The people who were beaten were the people who bought the second-tier ground line dragon cubs. Among the three besieged, one was the one who bought the third-level dragon.

"Senior, this (qingqing) situation is nothing new. We used to give birth to them. Let's go. The three are not easy to mess with, and they are likely to be members of a certain clan in Wanwu City."

Morte said.

The two of them hid behind the tree, and took advantage of the moonlight to see the situation 100 meters away.

"Mold, you are waiting here. I'll go and see. No matter how easy your body looks, it's useless. I think the black market guy Chengdu guessed it was you."

Zhang Xing walked out after leaving, leaving an embarrassing look on Moore.

Zhang Xing was right. Many people recognized him as the dwarf president of the Blacksmiths Guild, but all pretended not to know him.

Similarly, Morte also knows which family some of them are and what their names are.

Everyone understands that they don't dismantle and don't touch each other, but in reality, they should interact as they want.

Several of the fighting were in the realm of the emperor. The person being beaten was a senior war emperor. Among the other three, one was a senior war emperor and two were senior demon emperors.

At this moment, the battle was coming to an end, and the individual was wounded and vomiting blood, attacking frantically.

Unfortunately, the beasts struggled and struggled.

Just when Zhang Xing reached a distance of 20 meters, the battle ended, and the three snatched the storage ring and dragon collar from the corpse, and watched Zhang Xing vigilantly.