Chapter 965: Start with the token!

The voice fell, extremely calm, but it caused a commotion in the hall in the next moment, and countless eyes looked at the speaker.
No matter who knows it, it's not just a bidding. After all, even if it is a starting price, it must be fate.
Although Fenglei Pavilion has been constantly spreading news of losses recently, the latter is one of the three pavilions in the northern group, and today it is the pavilion master Liu Soul who has come in person. This in itself is a kind of supreme majesty. , Who dares to oppress?
But now someone is talking, and I have to say that it takes a lot of courage.
Yep? !
Standing in the same place, Li Hun's expression changed. He looked indifferently at the corner where he was speaking, and said in a cold voice.
"Who is Your Excellency!"
"people!"
In the middle of the air, a voice fell, and at the same time a young man in a black robe walked out from the corner. His voice was hoarse and his body was slender. It was Meng Fan.
Now Meng Fan as a whole has made some changes, with his white hair hidden, and his eyes facing Li Soul, even though the latter is an existence above the fifth level of the Profound Origin Realm, he is not afraid.
After seeing Meng Fan's appearance, the expressions of the people around him suddenly changed, and Meng Fan's words carried a tit-for-tat taste.
To know who the Holy One Li Soul is, every move of his fingers is the ability to set off a storm in the entire northern group, how can it be unexpected that someone can fight Li Soul.
"Who is this person, who's child, don't you know that talking like this will cause you a big disaster?"
"Yes, who is Li Hun, has always been decisive!"
The crowd whispered, obviously full of hesitation and wonder for Meng Fan, clearly understanding that if the entire field is qualified to fight Li Soul, then there will only be a blind old man.
As for the others, even if they get this token, it will take great effort to take it out of here, and it may even be directly beheaded by Li Soul.
After all, Fenglei Pavilion's power and methods are definitely not comparable to ordinary people.
"Yep?!"
For an instant, Li Hun's eyes froze. It was probably a long time since he had seen someone from the younger generation talk to him like this, and he couldn't help but sneered.
"Little guy, being young and frivolous is a good thing, but sometimes it is too frivolous, but there is a risk of premature death!"
The voice fell, and at the same time Li Soul was standing in place, but a mighty majesty already struck towards Meng Fan's place, and the faint space was distorted.
A strong man above the fifth level of the Profound Origin Realm, and Meng Fanhai didn’t know exactly what level of power Li Hun had gone through and how far he really reached. Under a single thought, it can be said that he oppresses the entire space, making this place complete. Stay still.
However, amidst the endless storms, Meng Fan's face remained still and said lightly,
"Why, doesn't Fenglei Pavilion still allow anyone to bid with him? It's too overbearing!"
With a calm tone, Meng Fan stood in place at this moment, his eyes facing an old monster-level powerhouse, but he did not retreat, fearless and fearless, as if he was just the same level in front of him.
I couldn't help but marvel at the people around him, not the Raptors but the river!
Obviously, Meng Fan's ability to say this is not just being bold. The mere fact that he can contend under this horrible atmosphere has already explained some problems.
"Good, good..."
Sage Li Hun smirked and looked at Meng Fan, the cold light in his eyes suddenly appeared, as if he was looking at a dead person, he said lightly.
"If this is the case, then let your things shine brightly, the old man is curious, what can be above this wind and thunder bead, my Feng Lei Pavilion and others are also looking forward to it!"
The voice fell, and the chill in the words was enough to make a strong Xuanyuan realm shocked, but Meng Fan sneered.
Maybe others are afraid of Fenglei Pavilion, but for him it is already a dead pig who is not afraid of boiling water. Whether it is Li Mu or Ouyang Lei, he has suffered a lot in his hands, and the situation between the two parties has long been endless.
If the other party knew his true body, he would have already slapped him.
"This little guy is a bit interesting, but there are definitely not many things that want to beat Feng Leizhu. With the engraved Feng Lei Array, these old ghosts must be very interested. Even if he has the courage, it may not be There is something!"
On the side, the blind old man looked a little stunned, even he gave up the fight for the first token, but he didn't expect that a mysterious young man was killed halfway.
"How do I feel... his figure is a bit familiar!"
Aside, Huo Wu pursed her mouth, her eyes flickered, and there was a trace of doubt in her eyes.
"Hmph, how do you feel familiar with the young Tianjiao?"
Qing Rong said with a smile, immediately attracted Huo Wu's eyes, but when she looked at Meng Fan carefully, she did have a feeling of deja vu, but she couldn't tell.
Under the attention of all the people, Meng Fan gave a dry laugh, he naturally felt Huo Wu's hot gaze, and he felt a little guilty in his heart.
With a move of his palm, a delicate box appeared in the palm of his palm. The corner of Meng Fan's mouth twitched, and he said in a condensed voice.
"I don't know if this thing... can it be recognized by a few adults!"
The voice fell, and everyone's eyes fell into Meng Fan's hands, only to find that it was a crystal white substance with a faint light flashing, but there was no difference.
Some people around him couldn't help but let out a sneer, especially the Fenglei Pavilion who followed Li Hun and others all looked at Meng Fan with disdain, apparently thinking that Meng Fan was a bun who didn’t know where he came from, and took out an ordinary thing. To pretend to be a treasure, but in front of the three powerhouses, it is bound to show the original shape.
However, at the next moment, without waiting for these people to speak, Leidu, who had been standing in place at the same time, had his pupils shrunk. A look of horror appeared on the old face, and he came to Meng Fan's body in one step, shouting Soon,
"Divinity... matter!"
The four characters fell, and an earthquake suddenly spread around him. Now that there are people with extraordinary backgrounds around him, it is naturally impossible not to understand what these four characters represent.
Looking at the heavens, the earth and the ten thousand domains, anything related to the gods is precious and extremely precious, even if it is an ancient inheritance like the battle hall, it is impossible to have many.
In particular, it contains a trace of sacred power in the past, which is even more precious, but now it appears in Meng Fan's hands, which is not shocking.
Under countless gazes around, Meng Fan's mouth twitched, but he nodded.
For such a place, he is determined to get it. After all, the so-called Hundred Races event is a restricted area, so you must enter it. If this is the case, then the more you go backwards, the more precious the brand will be. After all, there are only five yuan, more wolves and less meat. .
There are two strong players sitting in front of them, and the people around them will not force their moves in the front, but they may be able to move backwards. If they want to, then they must do it early to grab food in the tiger's mouth.
Therefore, Meng Fan did not hesitate, and directly took out a piece of divine material he had previously treasured. Of course, it was only a fraction of what he had obtained, but it was already painful to Meng Fan. Such an effort was definitely not small!
"Okay, okay, the old man settles down, it's you, no one will change it!"
The old man Lei Du waved his hand and looked at Meng Fan with a smile. At the same time, he ordered the sign in his hand to fall directly into Meng Fan's hand, and could not help but make the faces of Li Hun and Feng Lei Pavilion and others look like pig liver. Meng Fan's move can be described as a slap on their faces.
If it weren't for the Zhantang, I'm afraid that Meng Fan had already been directly involved. That is the case, the eyes of countless people in Fenglei Pavilion are concentrated, and there is a biting murderous intent in their eyes.
But behind Meng Fan, the old snake snake glared at everyone, and his eyes were even more provocative, muttering,
"What are you looking at? Don't agree to kill all the towns!"
The sound fell, and the people around immediately felt a heartbeat. Where did this guy come from? I really dare to say, in front of a strong person who has stepped into the fifth stage of the Profound Origin Realm. Speaking of repression, it is no longer able to describe it with boldness, enough to protect the sky.
Fenglei Pavilion powerhouses rioted one after another, and there was no way to grit their teeth against the old snake snake. In the sight of countless murderous people, the old man Cockerel didn't even care, with a righteous appearance, immediately including the corners of Soul Li's mouth twitching fiercely!
Meng Fan didn’t have time to take care of the big-eyed and small-eyed scenes around him. Before beckoning, he put this token into the space of Xiaotian. Now that he has this thing, it means that he has stepped into the five hundred races. Top 100 qualifications.
It saves him a lot of effort and does not need to compete among hundreds of thousands of people. After all, Meng Fan nowadays does not have the time and energy.
"Little guy, you have your life to take, and you have to go to participate!"
After a while, Li Hun snorted and left a sentence, while Meng Fan shrugged his shoulders and asked suspiciously.
"I heard that Ouyang Lei has this qualification?"
In a word, the hearts of countless people in the field were immediately shaken. They looked at Meng Fan. Many of them even gave out thumbs secretly. Unexpectedly, the old man of the snake is already enough to make people angry. Meng Fan's lethal sentence It is bigger, it can be said that which pot is not opened and which pot is mentioned.
"This guy!"
Aside, Huo Wu and Qing Rong both shook their heads, but their pretty faces were smiling.
Cack!
Li Hun bit his teeth and almost ran away, but relying on his city mansion, he forcibly held it back and swallowed his breath. And Lei who was beside him shook his head, beckoned at the same time, said in a condensed voice,
"Well, the first token has already been auctioned off, so there are four more tokens, so let's start!"
Hearing the words of the old man Lei Du, the attention of everyone in the field was immediately diverted, and it boiled again, knowing that there was already a token flower that fell into the hands of others, and it even moved the hearts of the people in the field.
In an instant, there was a fierce bidding in the entire courtyard, and the bidding in the field was not unexpected. Even Li Hun and others were intercepted by other powerhouses. They could not help except for their own Feng Leizhu. In addition, there was an extra sixth-order divine object, which was barely born.
After the bidding of the five tokens was completed, Li Soul and the blind old man received one each, while the other two fell into the hands of two hidden people.
But the cost is not small, but Meng Fan is only a small piece of divine material price, although rare, it is quite reasonable, after all, there are still some in Meng Fan's hands.
After five tokens in the field, Lei Du smiled slightly and said lightly,
"Well, today's battle for quotas is over. Now I am ready to take out some of the treasures in my battle hall. The rules are still old. Everyone can only bid once, whoever takes out the items. If you can impress us old guys, then you can take this thing away!"
While talking, Lei Du waved his hand, while the old Profound Origin Realm beside him slightly raised his hand, he took out a box, opened it, and suddenly a terrifying breath spread throughout. In the field, it swept around in an instant, including Meng Fan's heart suddenly tense.
Obviously, the objects in this box turned out to have a kind of monstrous hostility, like a demon emerging, unparalleled violence!
Second more.