The sound fell, extremely calm, but the next moment, a commotion broke out in the hall, and countless eyes looked at the speaker.

No matter who is it, everyone understands that it is not as simple as bidding now. After all, even if you offer a price, you have to be successful.

Although there have been constant news of Fenglei Pavilion's losses recently, the latter is one of the three pavilions in the northern region, and today the pavilion leader Liu Hun personally arrived. This itself is a supreme majesty. Who dares to oppress?

However, now someone is talking, and I have to say that this requires a lot of courage.

kindness?!

Standing between the place, Li Hun's expression changed, his eyes were coldly looking at the corner where he was talking, and said coldly,

"Who is your Excellency!"

"people!"

In the air, a voice fell, and at the same time, a young man in black robe walked out of the corner. His tone was hoarse and slender, and it was Meng Fan.

Now Meng Fan has made some changes overall, with white hair hidden and his eyes facing Li Hun. Even though the latter is an existence above the fifth level of Xuanyuan Realm, he is not afraid at all.

When Meng Fan appeared, the expressions of the people around him changed, and Meng Fan's words had a tit-for-tat smell.

You should know who the Saint Li Hun is. When you move your fingers, you can create a storm in the entire northern region. I never thought that someone could fight Li Hun.

"Who is this person, whose child, don't you know that speaking like this will cause trouble for yourself?"

"Yes, who is Li Hun? He has always been decisive in killing!"

A whisper was whispered in the crowd, and he was obviously full of hesitation and amazement towards Meng Fan. He clearly understood that if he was qualified to fight Li Hun in the whole field, then there would be only the blind old man.

As for the others, even if they get this token, it will take a lot of effort to take it out of here, and they may even be killed directly by Li Hun.

After all, the power and means of Fenglei Pavilion are definitely not comparable to ordinary people.

"kindness?!"

In an instant, Li Hun's eyes turned cold. It was probably a long time since he saw someone from the younger generation talking to him. He couldn't help but sneer,

"Little guy, being frivolous is a good thing for young people, but sometimes they are too frivolous, but there is a risk of premature death!"

The voice fell, and although Li Hun was standing there, a great majesty was already attacking Meng Fan, and the space in the faintest was distorted.

A strong man above the fifth level of Xuanyuan Realm, and Meng Fanhai did not know how many tribulations Li Hun had survived and how strong man had truly reached. With a thought, he could be said to have oppressed the entire space, making it completely still here.

However, between the endless storms, Meng Fan remained motionless and said lightly,

"What, isn't Fenglei Pavilion still allowing anyone to bid with him? It's too domineering!"

His tone was calm. At this moment, Meng Fan stood there, his eyes facing an old monster-level strong man, but he never retreated, fearless and fearless, as if he was just at the same level as him in front of him.

I couldn't help but amazed everyone around me, it was not the Raptors but the River!

Obviously, Meng Fan was not just bold. Being able to fight against this terrifying aura has already explained some problems.

"well…"

The Saint Li Hun smiled grimly and looked at Meng Fan. The cold light suddenly appeared in his eyes, as if he was looking at a dead person, and said lightly,

"Since that's the case, then let's shine your stuff. I'm curious about what can be above this Fenglei Bead, and I, Fenglei Pavilion and others, are also looking forward to it!"

The sound fell, and the chill in these words was enough to make a powerful Xuanyuan realm tremble, but Meng Fan sneered.

Perhaps others are afraid of Fenglei Pavilion, but for him, he is already a dead pig and not a hot water. Both Li Mu and Ouyang Lei have suffered great losses in his hands, and there has been a situation between the two sides that will never stop.

If the other party knew his true identity, he would have slapped him.

"This little guy is interesting, but there are definitely not many things that want to beat the Wind Thunder Pearl. With the Fenglei Formation engraved in it, these old ghosts must be very interested. Even if he has the courage, he may not have something!"

On the side, the blind old man looked a little surprised. Even he gave up the fight for the first token, but unexpectedly, a mysterious young man appeared halfway.

"Why do I think... his figure is a bit familiar!"

On the side, Huo Wu pouted, her eyes flashed, and there was a hint of confusion in her eyes.

"Hmph, why do you feel familiar with the young genius?"

Qingrong said teasingly, which immediately attracted Huo Wu's eyes to roll her eyes, but when she looked at Meng Fan carefully, she did feel familiar, but she couldn't say it out.

Under the gaze of everyone, Meng Fan laughed dryly, and naturally he felt Huo Wu's hot gaze, and he felt a little guilty.

As soon as his palm moved, a delicate box appeared in his palm. Meng Fan's mouth twitched and said in a voice,

"I wonder if this thing... can be recognized by several adults!"

The voice fell, and everyone's eyes fell into Meng Fan's hands, but they found that there was a piece of crystal white substance, with a faint flash of light, but there was no difference.

Some people around him couldn't help but sneer, especially the Fenglei Pavilion who followed Li Hun and others, all looked at Meng Fan with disdain. They obviously thought that Meng Fan had a local bun from where he came from and took out an ordinary thing to pretend to be a treasure, but they must have the true form in front of the three powerful people.

However, the next moment, before these people could speak, Lei Du, who had been standing there, his pupils shrank, and a look of horror appeared on his old face. He came to Meng Fan in one step and roared lowly.

"Divine...matter!"

After the four words fell, an earthquake suddenly caused an earthquake around him. Now there are people of extraordinary origins around him, so it is naturally impossible not to understand what these four words represent.

Looking between the world and the realms, anything related to gods is extremely precious. Even the ancient inheritance like Zhantang cannot be many.

Especially, the slightest bit of power of the past is even more precious, but now it appears in Meng Fan's hands, which is shocking.

Meng Fan's mouth twitched at the countless gazes around him, but nodded.

He is determined to win such a place. After all, the so-called 100-horse grand event is related to the restricted area, so he must enter it. If that is the case, the more you go back, the more precious the brand will be. After all, there are only five pieces, and there are more wolves and less meat.

With two strong men in charge, the people around him will not force their attacks in front, but they can't make a decision backwards. Since they want, they can only take action early and seize food from the tiger's mouth.

So Meng Fan did not hesitate and directly took out a piece of divine substance he had treasured before. Of course, it was only half of it that he had obtained, but it was already painful for Meng Fan. Such efforts were definitely not small!

"Okay, okay, I decided to do it. It's your thing, no one will change it!"

The old man from Leidu 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. He couldn't help but make the faces of Feng Leige and others like pig's liver. Meng Fan's move was like a slap on their faces.

If it weren't for the Zhan Hall, I'd probably have taken action against Meng Fan first. Even so, countless people from Fenglei Pavilion were focusing on their eyes, with a sharp murderous intent in their eyes.

However, behind Meng Fan, the old man Panshe also glared at everyone, and his eyes were even more provocative, muttering,

"What are you looking at? If you don't agree, you will kill you!"

The sound fell, and the people around him suddenly felt a sudden thrill. Where did this guy come from? He really dared to say that suppression in front of a strong man who stepped into the fifth level of Xuanyuan Realm is no longer a bold description, it is enough to be honest.

The strong men of Fenglei Pavilion rioted one after another, gritting their teeth at the old man Panshe, but unfortunately there was no way. Amid the countless murderous gazes, the old man Panshe was even more unconscious, and his righteous look suddenly made the corners of the Saint Li Hun twitch violently!

Meng Fan had no time to take care of the scene of staring around him. With his hand, he put the token in Xiaotian's space. Now that he has this thing, it means that he is qualified to enter the top 500 grand event of the Hundred Tribes.

It saved him a lot of effort and did not need to compete among hundreds of thousands of people. After all, Meng Fan now does not have the time and energy.

"Little guy, you have the life to take it, but you have to have the life to participate!"

After a moment, Li Hun snorted coldly and said something, while Meng Fan shrugged his shoulders and asked in confusion.

"I heard that Ouyang Lei has this qualification?"

One sentence suddenly shocked countless people in the field and looked at Meng Fan. Many of them even secretly gave thumbs up. Unexpectedly, the old man Panser was already furious enough. Meng Fan's sentence was even more lethal. It can be said that he would take any pot without opening.

"This guy!"

On the side, Huo Wu and Qingrong both shook their heads, but their pretty faces were filled with a hint of smile.

Crack!

Li Hun bit his teeth and almost ran away, but with his cunning, he forced himself to hold on and swallowed the breath back. Lei Du, who was beside him, shook his head, and waved his hand and said in a calm voice.

"Okay, the first token has been auctioned, so there are four more tokens next, so it's also the beginning!"

Hearing the words of the old man from Leidu, everyone's attention was immediately changed and they were boiling again. You should know that there was a token that had fallen into the hands of others, which made the people in the field feel excited.

In an instant, a fierce bidding was issued in the entire courtyard, and the bidding in the unexpected field was so popular. Even Li Hun and others were intercepted by other powerful people. In addition to their own Fenglei Bead, there was an additional sixth-level divine object, which was barely born.

After the bidding for the five tokens, Li Hun and the blind old man each got one, while the other two fell into the hands of the hidden two people.

However, the cost is quite large. Meng Fan is just a small piece of divine material. Although it is rare, it is quite reasonable. After all, there are still some in Meng Fan's hands.

After five tokens on the court, Lei Du smiled slightly and said lightly,

"Okay, today's quota battle is over. Now I am planning to take out some of the treasured things in my battle hall. The rules are still old. Everyone can only bid once. Whoever takes out the things that can impress us some old guys, then you can take this thing away!"

As he spoke, Lei waved his hand, and the old man in Xuanyuan Realm next to him raised his hand slightly and took out a box and opened it. Suddenly, a terrifying aura spread throughout the field, sweeping around in an instant, and Meng Fan suddenly became nervous in his heart.
Chapter completed!