I Can Track Everything Chapter 500: Face Controversy

"Senior, although you are strong, our city lord is not the kind of empty talker!"

A monk behind Chen Chen couldn't help shouting loudly.

At this moment, he has become Chen Chen's stubborn fan, completely forgetting that he had questioned this new city lord in his heart more than a month ago.

Chen Chen raised his hand and looked at the masked monk with a smile: "Senior, since I dare to say such things, I have my confidence. Seniors, you said I don’t know the heights of the sky, why not reflect on yourself? I don’t know how high this day is, how thick is this land?"

As soon as these words came out, the whole hall became quiet.

The faces of the two young monks behind the mask monk are full of incredible colors.

In their opinion, their master was a man with a face in the entire upper realm. They didn’t expect to be taunted by a monk who was about their age today. It was so incredible that they didn’t even know for a while. what's good.

As for the monks from outside who came in to check the situation with their spiritual sense, they couldn't help but withdraw their spiritual sense a bit.

The city lord of Shenglong City directly ridiculed the strong man in the tribulation period, will he not fight?

What if there is a fight and the aftermath hurts them?

The monks of Shenglongcheng behind Chen Chen all showed their admiration after being shocked.

"Jie Jie, worthy of being a disciple of the Lord of the Sky Demon, knowing that I dare not take you anything, so I speak without scruples."

The mask monk laughed, and there was not much anger in his tone, but rather calm.

But in the next second, he changed his words: "But don't think that I really can't help you. You said I don't know how high the sky is, but you have to show your real ability.

If you don’t have real skills and just talk about it, don’t blame me for punishing you! "

As soon as his words fell, a terrifying coercion covered the entire auction house, and the faces of the monks in Shenglong City changed drastically.

Chen Chen also faintly trembled because of the terrifying coercion.

However, he soon adapted to this coercion. After all, the skeleton of his clone originated from the body-refining monk who passed through the Tribulation Period. It was incredibly hard. This masked monk could not help him with the pressure alone.

Seeing that Chen Chen didn't show ugliness in the middle, and the mask monk flashed a hint of surprise in his eyes. Before he continued to put pressure on, Chen Chen said calmly: "Or else, let the monks outside take some magic weapons. Appraisal, see who you and I are not ashamed. If there is no one I can’t identify, you can apologize to me, senior.

If there is something I can’t identify, I will cut my arm and apologize, how about? "

"No, what if it's your childcare in Shenglongcheng? Let me... I have a magic weapon here, look at it!"

A disciple of the mask monk hurriedly stood up and took out a jade-colored small pot from the storage ring.

Chen Chen just glanced at it, then stopped his scorn and said: "The magic weapon made of Hanjing Jade, although the technique is quite satisfactory, but the Hanjing Jade is also a general refining material, so this magic weapon is also ordinary refining. Only used by imaginary monks."

The disciple withdrew the jade-colored Xiaoding angrily upon hearing this, and turned to look at the other junior.

The younger brother took a dig from the storage ring, but didn't find anything satisfactory, so he shook his head helplessly.

The mask monk said indifferently: "Don't show your ugliness. I'll do it."

He said this as a acquiescence to Chen Chen's statement.

In fact, the actual benefits involved in this gambling are not great. Even if Chen Chen breaks his arm, it will not do much harm to the body, it is just a shame.

But he knew that at the level of him and Chen Chen, losing some of the spirit crystal treasures was far from embarrassing.

Not long after, the mask monk took out a special storage ring from his arms, and then carefully took out a bright red flag from it.

As soon as the banner appeared, the entire hall dropped a few degrees. Except for Chen Chen and the masked monk, blood gradually appeared in the eyes of the other monks, as if they were lost in their minds.

Seeing that the temperature is getting lower and lower, the masked monk reached out his hand and wrapped the banner with a layer of spiritual energy, and then asked: "This thing is made by me for ten years. How much spiritual crystal do you think is worth? "

Chen Chen glanced at the mask monk.

I have to say that the masked monk is very cunning. This banner is obviously a very powerful evil magic weapon. Whether it is touched or checked with divine consciousness, it will be strongly backlashed.

In this case, he can only look at the value of this magic weapon based on his appearance.

If you are a general appraiser, I am afraid you can only do nothing. After all, the appearance of this banner is not very special.

But he is different.

After inquiring about the system, Chen Chen also knew what this banner was.

This banner is called the Burning Blood Banner. The face of the banner must be crafted from the skin of a monk with great resentment. As for the flagpole, it needs the bone of the true spirit.

This is just material. What's more terrifying is that if the blood-burning flag is to be successful, it has to swallow thousands of souls, and then soak in the blood pool for ten years.

The value of these magic weapons is incalculable.

Chen Chen began to use the system to compare the value, and finally after taking out the two thousand spirit crystals, the system could not determine which of the two thousand spirit crystals and the blood-burning flag was more valuable.

This also shows from the side that this blood-burning flag has a minimum value of two thousand spirit crystals.

"This thing is worth two or three thousand spirit crystals, the blood-burning flag, if I can't see such simple magic weapons, how can I dare to say the previous words? Seniors really underestimated me."

Chen Chen smiled calmly, with a hint of disdain in his eyes.

His look suddenly hurt the mask monk's self-esteem, and the pressure in the air became stronger.

But the mask monk had no bottom at this time. Although he didn't believe that Chen Chen could identify any treasure in the world, he recognized the burning blood flag at a glance, which shows that he is at least capable.

And the things on his body may not be able to hide from this person. Nowadays, there are still many monks watching outside. If he is subdued and has lost his face since then, he is also equivalent to fighting for Shenglong City for free. Advertising~IndoMTL.com~How can this make him reconciled?

As he was taking him to wonder what to do with this matter, an old voice suddenly rang out of the hall.

"I have a treasure here, which I obtained by accident. I still don't know what it is. Can the little friend take a look for me?"

The sound came, and everyone looked at the entrance of the hall in unison. I didn't know when, an old man wearing sackcloth and crouching appeared in the hall.

Seeing the old man, the masked monk suddenly stood up.

"Senior Lin, do you want to get involved in this matter?"

"Who is this person?

Chen Chen Chuanyin asked the monk behind him.

"City Lord, Senior Lin is a well-known casual repairman, a monk who crosses the catastrophe period, nicknamed God Treasure Trueman, and has a very high seniority. He bought the most things in our auction a few days ago.

Rumor...This senior has a habit of collecting rare and exotic treasures. "

The sound transmission rang in his mind. Chen Chen nodded slightly, then stood up and said respectfully: "It turns out that it is Senior Lin, who has been admiring for a long time. If you have any needs, just say it."

The real man Shenbao looked at the mask monk.

The mask monk snorted coldly, sat down, and didn't speak any more~IndoMTL.com~ such famous monks as Shenbao Zhenren would not unite the juniors to deceive people, so he has nothing to say.

"Friend Yang, I will give you a look first."

Shen Bao walked up to the masked monk as he said, took out a fist-sized, dimly colored bead and placed it on the table.