Chapter 880
Taking a deep breath of the unique and intoxicating fragrance of the potion in his hand, Juba reluctantly found a space ring containing five thousand magic stones from his body. , Threw it to William standing on the auction stage.
After paying the magic stone Juba, he put the third magic flower of Ping Sorio cautiously back into his space ring, and then stood up and looked around coldly with warning. The people around harboring malicious intentions looked towards him. After doing this, Juba did not participate in the blue stone auction of the remaining blue stone. Without looking back, he walked towards the gate of the wooden building very simply.
Although he is tall and mighty, and does not look like a very smart Azi, he can go from weak are prey to the strong, in the wizard world of Odin who believes in power, cultivation to realm of high level wizard apprentice Naturally, Juba is not a stupid person. He knows that getting Pinsorio's third magic flower from auction does not mean that he really has this potion. He also needs to resist the prying eyes of harboring malicious intentions. Protect the third magic flower.
In the five thousand magic stone auction hall, he is not the only one who can take out Juba, but Juba’s own observation, he knows that there are several high level wizard apprentices who are there, absolutely more than Five Thousand Magic Stones, and Amon's Potion is not his Juba alone who has an urgent need for this. In that case, why don't others give new quotations and win Pinsolio's third magic flower?
The answer is simple! Although I really want this potion, the auction price is too high, so why not give it a try and make a costless business? What these people were thinking, Jiubaco couldn't be more clear, after all, he had made the same idea before.
Apart from this, in addition to more than 100 magic stones for daily cultivation, Juba has no more magic stones on his body. He stayed on the blue stone auction and found him He can’t do much with the merchandise that is beloved. If so, it’s better to leave now, so maybe it can reduce the occurrence of some resistance...
Looking at the back of Juba leaving , William, who stood on the auction stage and got the five thousand magic stones, did not show any signs of preventing Juba from leaving. His rich face was just a faint smile. No matter how you look at this smile, there is a sense of pride. , The feeling of cunning!
Juba one step, one step towards the gate of the wooden building, but when he was three steps away from the gate of the wooden building, without any warning, he suddenly felt his head gloomy and the mana on his body It was also a little out of control...
In such a situation, Jiuba was suddenly panicked and hurriedly looked back, but what he absolutely did not expect was the auction hall at this time. Regardless of whether it was the Odin wizard camp or the Kaman wizard camp, more than 90% of the wizards have fainted to the ground, and only a few high level wizard apprentices, like him, are still struggling to stay awake temporarily. .
Seeing such a situation, Juba immediately understood what was going on. He looked up and stood on the auction stage. Smiling William and Castrovelli cursed and said: "You two Dog things...”
I didn’t even finish speaking before I finished speaking. Castrovelli lightly tapped at him, and there was a dark green light. I rushed towards Juba. Under the influence of Modos's poison, he could no longer control his own movement method and was unable to make any effective protection. Juba could only watch the dark green light. , Penetrated his heart.
"peng!"
The heart was destroyed, and Juba glared, without any struggle, fell heavily to the ground. After Juba's death, William and Castrovelli, the two did not hesitate, and successively solved the high level wizard apprentices who were still struggling in the hall under the poison of Modos.
Resolve all the troubles, and watched there isn't a wizard standing in the hall. William finally did not hide anymore. With a triumphant smile on his face, he directed towards Castrovilli beside him, and said very excitedly: "Castrovilli, my friend, we finally did it. With the help of this group of people With flesh and blood, we can grow ten plants, no! At least twenty Pingsolio potions. With the help of these potions, the two of us can definitely become Level 1 wizards, hahahahaha!"
Speaking of this, William seemed to have thought of something. The excited expression on his face suddenly became extremely hideous. He fiercely said: "When I become a Level 1 wizard, I will be the first to kill Lorenzo, the old one. Bastard, I’ve worked so hard to organize the auction. You Temo do nothing, just get a fame, so Temo takes the big head away, really an old bastard.········· "
William still wanted to continue to curse, but before he could speak, he just felt a cold in his chest, and looked down at a dark green light passing through his heart.
There was no opening on the auction. The Second Elder of the Golovin tribe, Mr. Castrovilli, finally spoke in the dark, William said with one hand, his hoarse voice said slowly:
"Thank you William for your trust, but you are worthless!"
After finishing talking about Castrovilli, gently patted beside him, the life force is very tenacious, and the heart has not been completely lost. The cool William, the next second William fell softly to the ground, unable to catch his eyes...
After processing William and Castrovilli, all fainted from the auction hall The dead and cold wizard took away all his belongings. When Castrovelli began to count his harvest, a young man who also wore traditional Odin costumes and had a high level wizard apprentice cultivation base. , Walked into the wooden building, facing Castrovilli, said solemnly: "Uncle, the people from the William Psionic Society outside have all been killed by the people of our tribe!"
Hear The young man’s answer, Castrovelli was satisfied and nodded, and then he chose a beautiful space ring from his own harvest and threw it to the young man, lightly saying "Pastor, this is the reward you deserve." !"
Just when the young Pastor was very surprised to get the space ring and prepared to say something to Castrovelli, the mutation happened again, with blood still on his face. The wizard of the Golovin tribe from, stumbled and ran into the wooden building, and said to Castrovelli in horror: "Not good, Second Elder, there was a burst of ash-gray smoke floating outside Muzhai. Some clansman smelt the smoke, they were bleeding from their orifices and died terribly..."