This scene fell into Qiao Yulu's eyes.
It made her eyes even more cloudy and cold.
The flames of hatred, scorching burning.
She gritted her silver teeth.
How could that bitch Di Luo be able to tame the dragon? !
That's a dragon!
Looking at the entire world, you can count on one hand those who can have dragons as pets!
Moreover, Qiao Yulu was even sure.
The quality of Diluo's dragon is several times higher than the dragon she saw in Linglong Hall!
Her eyes were bloodshot red, and her delicate body trembled uncontrollably.
Jealousy grows and spreads in the bottom of my heart.
...
The auctioneer got up from the ground in disbelief, and staggered under his feet.
With trembling hands, he pointed to the majestic girl in mid-air, making it impossible to look directly at.
A face was as pale as lifeless.
"White Fang! Stand up! It's a dragon! You are an immortal dragon! You are more like a dragon than this!"
Trembling, the auctioneer went to pat White Fang's body.
Meet real dragons.
He has absolutely no power to fight back.
Just like before, people from all major forces were devoured by Bai Fang and had no power to fight back!
Now, this feeling fell on him.
Really, extremely uncomfortable!
It's like seeing a lake in an arid desert.
After running closer, I realized...it was just a mirage!
Such despair made him want to die.
Oh no.
He has died.
Now also dead.
No matter how the auctioneer shouts.
White Fang just curled up in a corner, trembling, and refused to move no matter what.
The auctioneer feels that he is really alone and helpless now!
By the presence of White Fang.
He is here, just a person!
If White Fang doesn't cooperate...
How could those powerful families who were swallowed by White Fang let him go
He didn't dare to think about the consequences.
Actually, don't wait for him to think about it.
That moment when White Fang curled up in the corner.
The people of all major forces are already full of joy in their hearts.
Seeing that White Fang had absolutely no will to fight.
There are quite a few families who have lost most of the elites, and they will decisively find trouble.
Dozens of people surrounded them one by one.
"Why did you bring that monster to the auction!"
"Why block the auction conference? What is your purpose?"
"Who the hell are you? Why are you doing this?"
"Let us leave the auction!"
At this moment, everyone was impatient to leave this ghostly place!
Stay a little longer at the auction conference.
They feel that the danger still exists!
However, no matter how they question, how to force the auctioneer cruelly.
The auctioneer didn't give any answer.
Instead, he looked at Ye Qingluo, who was standing in mid-air, watching him coldly, and laughed endlessly: "You... none of you can leave this place! So what if there is a real dragon? Could it be... that dragon can take you Leave this formation? Hahaha... Impossible! Even if the Heavenly King Lao Tzu comes, it is impossible to leave!"
The auctioneer laughed wildly.
It provoked the fists and feet of the crowd.
They dare not use their profound strength.
He didn't dare to beat people to death.
The current situation.
Only the auctioneer knows what is going on.
Look at the people who are in a mess.
Ye Qingluo lowered her eyes slightly.
The auctioneer is a corpse puppet.
No matter how much those people abused the auctioneer, even if they cut the auctioneer into pieces.
The auctioneer will not feel the slightest pain.