Eight Desolate Sword Emperor

Chapter 38 Heaven Rank Martial Skills
Congratulations to the VIP in Box No. [-] for obtaining the Ancient Broken Sword, which was sold for [-] spars.

After completing the handover procedures, the auction of the fourth item started.

"The fourth item is the three Guiyuan Pills. Everyone must know its function. Yes, it can give the warriors of the Heavenly Martial Realm a [-]% chance to improve their cultivation by the first level. The side effects are very small. Dan can serve three times in a row, the first time is [-]% chance, the second time is [-]% chance, the third time is [-]% chance, whoever can buy three, it is almost guaranteed to upgrade to the first level, unless he is lucky It's bad enough." After the previous unpopularity, the real favorite is officially on the stage. It is Bai Ze's dream of returning to Yuandan, and there are three pieces in total, and the value of each piece is immeasurable, especially for those with low talents. For warriors.

"The three pieces will be auctioned separately. The starting price is [-] crystal stones, and each increase should not be less than [-]. The bidding begins."

Impatient, Bai Ze held up the sign and said, "Ten thousand!"

hum!
Everyone in the auction house was stunned by this price. Who is this, who quoted such a high price as soon as it came up, and let people live.

Warriors who are not wealthy enough hate their teeth, but there is no way, who told me that no one has money, otherwise I will directly quote a million and see who else will compete.

"Fifteen thousand!" After a moment of calm, someone began to follow the price.

Bai Ze grinned, "2 taels!"

"Thirty thousand!" A sect disciple made a move.

"Forty thousand!" Bai Ze continued to quote.

"fifty thousand!"

"Sixty thousand"

"Seventy thousand," Jiang Feng said.

Bai Ze frowned, and returned to normal in a blink of an eye, and continued to quote.

"eight thousand"

In the end, the first Guiyuan Pill still fell into Bai Ze's hands, leaving the crowd stunned. The disciples of the sect are the disciples of the sect, and they are all very rich. The auction started at 3 taels, and it was mentioned [-]. The spar made them completely desperate.

The second Guiyuan Pill was not so popular, and was bought back at a price of [-] crystals by a person who looked like a sect disciple.

The third one was raised again, reaching [-], and it was also a disciple of the sect.

The old man beside Ye Chen was very satisfied with the result, cleared his throat and said, "Next is the heavyweight auction item."

Ye Chen took the words and said: "Martial skills at the early stage of the heavenly rank"

"What, a low-level martial skill of the sky!"

"What a joke."

Everyone, including the VIPs in the private room, was stunned.

"Don't be surprised. The fifth auction item is indeed a cheat book of low-level heavenly martial arts. The consignor is a martial artist in the state of supernatural power. He is well-known in Qin, but his name cannot be revealed naturally. The rules of the auction house."

The old man didn't whet everyone's appetite, and said it in one breath.

boom!
The auction house was boiling.

The VIP in the private room, who had been indifferent all this time, was breathing faster.

"Should I take a picture of it?" Jiang Feng asked Mo Tian.

"Tch, this kind of rubbish martial arts, I used to use it as a table foot." Mo Tian said disdainfully.

Jiang Feng's heart was already very noisy at this time, as if a thousand beasts were running.Such an amazing martial skill, why are you using it to stand on the table.

"Then do you still have table legs? Show me a copy." Jiang Feng asked Mo Tian, ​​holding back the fuss in his heart.

When you reach the Divine Martial Realm, I will give you better things.Mo Tian said.

"This secret book belongs to me." In the private room, Bai Ze made up his mind. Although he already has a low-level and low-level cheat book, it is a skill. Of course, it belongs to the top stuff.

"The starting price is [-] crystal stones, and each increase must not be less than [-]. Start bidding!"

"twelve!"

"Thirteen!"

"fifteen!"

"eighteen!"

The bids for cheat books have been rising all the way, leaving the warriors with no background or sect stunned.

Bai Ze sneered, held up the wooden sign, and shouted, "25!"

"Who is in that private room, who added [-] crystals all at once, the net worth is too strong!" A warrior asked curiously.

"do not know."

Just as everyone was discussing, another quotation sounded.

"30 million!"

The voice was slightly thick, and it came from the second private room.

Bai Ze remained calm, "35."

"40 million!"

"45 million!"

The man followed closely, "50!"

To be honest, Jiang Feng was taken aback by the price, and thought to himself: The person following the price has a thick voice, he should be a middle-aged person, and the middle-aged person can have 50. The other person is a young man who competes with him for half the sword. Most of them are the core disciples of a certain big sect, and I must have heard his name, but I can't hear the sound.

"60!" Ouyang Ming's voice became louder.

"70 million!"

"80 million!"

"90 million!"

The man refused to budge.

"Hey!" Bai Ze laughed, with a hint of ferocity on his face, which made everyone a little hairy. They knew that Bai Ze was angry, but the middle-aged man was obviously not a kind person, and he was probably a late-stage martial artist in the Heavenly Martial Realm. Unless the elders came, Otherwise, I really can't do anything to the other party.

Taking a deep breath, Bai Ze shouted, "120 million!"

Next to Jiang Feng, the boy in gray said sourly: "This disciple of this sect is really rich. Although he has never heard his voice, he is probably a member of the younger generation of Qin. Compared with him, we are too poor , poor and shabby!"

"Do more tasks and accumulate for a few years. You also have so many crystals."

"After a few years, people's wealth will not be more, forget it, improving the cultivation level is the last word, and the spar will always come."

Jiang Feng remained silent, thinking in his heart that the more wealth, the better. There will be a large auction in the future, and even 200 million spars may not be enough.

"130."

Prices continue to climb.

Bai Ze gritted his teeth and said, "150 million!"

"160."

The tone of the middle-aged man was consistent without any fluctuation.

"Damn it." He shattered the red sandalwood table with gold inlaid with his palm, and his eyes were covered with red threads. If he didn't have to compete for that knife later, he wouldn't be angry about it. Now that he has used too much gold, how can he compete? Got another person.

"180 million." Bai Ze decided to fight again, hoping that the other party would retreat in the face of difficulties, otherwise, when he entered the realm of divine martial arts in the future, he would definitely kill this person.

A flat tone came, "200 million spar"

"If I don't kill this person in the future, I, Ouyang Ming, will never be willing." The veins on his forehead popped out, and a beast-like growl came out of Bai Ze's throat.

The old man doesn't care about these things, what he cares about is the bidding price. According to the real value of this martial arts cheat book, it is only about 50 yuan, and it will never exceed 100 million yuan. Now it has doubled to 200 million yuan. How can I not like it.

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