Fighting: Krypton gold becomes stronger, my father, the Amethyst Winged Lion King

"Hiss! One hundred volumes of flying fighting skills!"

"Amethyst Pavilion is such a big deal!"

"Unfathomable, unfathomable!"

As soon as the words "Xuan level low-level flying fighting skills" came out, there was a sudden silence in the venue, and then a group of strong fighting spirit warriors started talking.

Flying fighting skills are different from ordinary fighting skills. Having flying fighting skills means that even if you are just a small fighter, you can still enjoy the joy of soaring in the sky as a strong fighter.

For Dou Wangxia, there is undoubtedly one more life-saving trump card.

The same two fighting spirits, one can fly and the other cannot fly.

The one who can fly is already in an invincible position, capable of advancing, attacking, retreating and defending!

Therefore, for this special fighting skill, the price cannot only depend on the level.

Let's put it this way, even Huang-level flying fighting skills can attract the heart of a strong fighting spirit!
No matter how slim your hips are, a fighter jet can fly faster than the most expensive sports car. Is that okay?

After a brief moment of shock, some strong men in the venue came back to their senses one after another, staring at the pile of silver ancient scrolls with blazing eyes.

There is no doubt that if this place were not Amethyst Pavilion, and if Zi Aotian and several Dou Huang Dou Wang were not in charge, some of the powerful Dou Ling warriors might not be able to help but take action!
"Flying fighting skills..."

Dongfang Bubai narrowed his eyes, let out a rough breath, and his eyes became extremely hot.

The Siji Family was established and successfully auctioned a Dou Ling Dan.

But the spirit-fighting experts from the other three families actually knew that the owner of this spirit-fighting pill was Ximen Chuixue, the strongest person in the Siji Family.

The establishment of the Siji Family was the revival of the royal family of the previous dynasty of the Jia Ma Empire.

There must be a strong warrior in charge to carry the banner.

Precisely because they have the same ancestral blood flowing in their bodies, none of the spirit-fighting masters have the slightest grudge against gathering the magic cores from the four families to take the Spirit-fighting Pill for Ximen Chuixue.

However, for the sake of family inheritance and the overall situation, there is no problem in giving the Douling Pill to Ximen Chuixue.

But after they have considered their family, they must also consider themselves if they have enough energy.

You may not have the opportunity to set foot in Dou Wang, but it is also a very good choice to experience some of the abilities of Dou Wang through flying fighting skills...

His eyes wandered over the ancient silver scroll, and Nangong Wentian licked his lips subconsciously. Whoever owned this scroll would have the ability to fly!
Moreover, although there are only these fighting skills, if you practice to a great level and are willing to pay the soul power and some price, you can completely reproduce it!

For the family, it is an inherited fighting skill and the family's heritage.

Having flying fighting skills means that even if the family weakens in the future, there will still be strong men who can fly.

In this way, even if the family is destroyed, the chance of escaping will be much higher if the bloodline is left behind!
Nangong Wentian, Dongfang Bubai and other four powerful fighting spirit masters glanced at their opponents and had plans in mind.

As for Ximen Chuixue, she nodded slightly.

No matter what, things like flying fighting skills are a rare treasure that can only be seen in a hundred years, but you must not miss it.

"The Siji Family wants eight volumes."

Ximen Chuixue said loudly, and then took out a Nai Ring.

There are eight volumes of flying fighting skills, and each branch of the Siji family is divided into two volumes, which is very reasonable.

"As expected of the former royal family!"

"Four million gold coins were taken out without blinking an eyelid!"

"It is said that the four princes of the previous dynasty were all genuine warriors..."

The other spirit fighting experts were all talking about it.

50 gold coins is a lot of wealth even for a strong fighting spirit.

Many great fighting master families that have been developing for many years have spent all their financial resources on just this amount.

Although the Dou Ling is higher than the Great Dou Master, the average family's wealth is only about 200 million.

The Siji family is a Douling family, but this move is equivalent to the wealth of two Douling families.

Such a generous gesture made some of the cash-strapped spirit warriors blush.Envy, jealousy, all kinds of emotions are there.

Just looking at the white-haired old man sitting like a sword, no fighting spirit dared to be greedy.

They really can't afford to offend such a ruthless person who uses Dou Ling Cultivation to resist Dou Wang's attack.

"The Mittel family wants ten."

Following Ximen Chuixue, Miter Tengshan also showed a wave of wealth coming from a wealthy family.

The assets of the three major families far exceed those of Dou Ling. Even if the four princes, the ancestors of the Siji family, are still alive, they are far from the Miter family's opponents in terms of financial resources.

The Miter family's wealth has been coveted even by Jia Xingtian, the old immortal at the peak of his fighting career!

"Tengshan, give me two."

Haibodong said calmly.

"okay!"

Miter Tengshan glanced at the ancestors of the Zhang family and Zhang Mingxin behind him and understood.

The disciples of the Supreme Elder are extremely talented and have the talent to fight against the emperor.

And it can be seen that the Supreme Elder also attaches great importance to him. In this case, he must pay attention to his status in the future. He must make friends with this kind of genius and tie him firmly to the chariot of the Miter family.

As for the ancestor of the Zhang family, if he has the opportunity to step into the realm of fighting kings, his talent is not bad, so it is appropriate to give him a fighting skill.

Immediately, Miter Tengshan took out 500 million gold coins and took pictures of ten copies of Thunderbat Sky Wings without blinking an eyelid.

It’s only 500 million gold coins. The Mittel family makes more than this in a year.

"The Nalan family wants three copies."

Nalan Jie also took action.

Nalan Su has one share, Nalan Yanran has one share, and the rest will be used as family heritage.

"The Mu family wants two copies."

Mu Chen also spoke. Compared with the other two families, the children of his Mu family were even more incompetent.

The few Dou Lings in the family are all just waiting to die. They have always stayed in the family, so it is useless to have such fighting skills.

"Yunlan Sect, please order five portions."

Yun Ling shook his head, a little helpless.

The Yunlan Sect was in decline after all, and the old sect master Yunshan took away most of the sect's property.

Although he participated in the carving up of the Gama royal family before, all the cash was given to Zi Aotian, but now he was in a bit of a pinch.

Still, money has to be spent.

The two little monsters in the sect, each equipped with a flying fighting skill, will be much safer even if they travel down the mountain in the future.

Thinking of the two little monsters on the mountain, a smile appeared on Yun Leng's face unconsciously.

The little medical fairy is burdened with a calamity and poisonous body, and is already in the spirit-fighting realm.

She has a blue scale body with green snakes and three flower pupils, and the double-headed fire spirit snake is about to be sucked dry by her. In just a few months, coupled with the inheritance of the heavenly snake given by the Aotian Sect Master, she has now gained the cultivation of fighting spirit.

I'm afraid it won't be long before there will be two more teenage warriors on Yunlan Mountain!
"Give me some!"

"My Dugu family wants three copies!"

"The Ye family wants two copies..."

The openings of several strong men immediately made the other spirit-fighting masters unable to sit still.

One for you and two for me. After a while, there were only twelve copies left on the auction table. (End of chapter)