C3981 (2/2)

Xuanlong Pavilion keeps a high degree of secrecy about the identity of everyone who takes part in the auction, especially Fang Chen, who successively auctions numerous treasures.

In fact, in the VIP Room No. 9, Fang Chen used the technique of changing face, changing his face and wearing a hat to prevent people from peeping.

”Well, this auction is over. Thank you for your kind participation.” The beauty host on the stage said with a smile.

At this auction, the transaction price of single product has set a historical record. She can get a lot of commission. Naturally, she is very happy.

”Hum.”

The strong people in the VIP room filed out. They were all VIP passageways. Other people could not see or guess their identity. As for the people in the auction hall, they were reluctant to leave.

”Well?”

The scholar in the corner, his eyebrows suddenly trembled, and the news of helmet weather came from the jade pendant.

”Is it here?”

Helmet weather has arrived, he directly left the auction house, and helmet weather convergence, ready to look for Fang Chen.

Wang Teng of the Wang family of fire family quietly entered the back of the venue. He closed his eyes and was using his life's flame to sense the fire pattern that had covered the VIP room No.9 before.

Before the thief left, he took a look at the direction of No. 9 VIP room and said with a sneer: ”what I value is never lost.”

Xuanlong Pavilion, the top Pavilion.

Xuanlong Pavilion master sits at the top of the table, with three elders and white deacon standing below.”The master of the pavilion, this young man, is the master of VIP Room No. 9.” Deacon Bai took Fang Chen to the top Pavilion and introduced him to Xuanlong Pavilion.

”May I ask your name, brother?” The master of Xuanlong Pavilion asked.

He wanted to find out Fang Chen's identity, but found that the bamboo hat covered everything, and the divine consciousness could not be approached.

Fang Chen was silent and didn't want to answer this question. He just came to get back his own things.

”Oh, I'm sorry. I was rude.” Xuanlong Pavilion master embarrassed a smile, quickly waved, Fang Chen photographed a few things out, ”this is your thing.”

One hand for money, one hand for delivery.

Without hesitation, Fang Chen directly took out enough holy level weapons from the space ring.

”I don't have many primary level weapons, but I can use other holy level weapons of equal value.” Fang Chen said.

All the people, including the master of Xuanlong Pavilion, were completely shocked when they saw the mountain of holy level weapons in front of them.

”This It's a strong air. ”

The master of Xuanlong Pavilion exclaimed that although most of the saint level weapons were incomplete, they were of high grade, medium, high and even superior.

”Is that all right?” Fang Chen asked.

”Yes, of course.” Xuanlong Pavilion master quickly replied, at this time, he looked at Fang Chen's eyes, extremely awed.

Even if it is a broken medium and high level weapon, its value is far higher than that of the primary level weapon.

Compared with the millions of primary Saint level weapons spent by Fang Chen before, this pile of broken Saint level weapons is far beyond its value. Xuanlong Pavilion master and others are extremely excited.

The master of Xuanlong Pavilion personally calculated the price of these broken Saint level weapons. The more he calculated, the more excited he was, because some of these broken weapons actually contained incomplete inheritance of the strong.

In short, these weapons are invaluable.

He couldn't imagine that the man with a hat in front of him could take out so many holy weapons at one time.