Chapter 1609 Innate Bone to Hand

"Unless the people of Daweizong have the sky-high price in the hands of the treasure level of Daluo, and they happen to be favored by the owner of the Jianmu seedlings, otherwise, fighting for the treasure must be the number of treasures that enter the master's magic eye of the Jianmu seedlings. At this point, our Pangu God Religion is invincible!"

After Zhang Chengfeng paused, he continued.

"Of course, the premise is that the people of Daweizong accept Doubao and don't continue to raise the price!" Then, Liu Suiyun beside him said, "However, I guess that the people of Daweizong will not ask for trouble. After all, they are not the kind of rich clan!"

As soon as Liu Suiyun's words fell, the old monk who presided over the auction walked to the No. 13 VIP room, held his fist and said, "The Taoist friend in the No. 8 VIP room, can you agree to fight the treasure?"

In an instant, a strong voice came out and said, "Agree!"

"Good!" The old monk who presided over the auction answered the promise, that is, the time, and Zhong Yuan found that the location of the VIP room suddenly shook. Then, on the ground, countless lines suddenly appeared, intertwined with each other, synthesizing a formation.

This situation is nothing else but a transmission array. The eyes are in the center.

At this time, Zhang Chengfeng and Liu Suiyun sent a blow to Zhong Yuan, and then they walked in pairs and stepped into the eyes. A light shone by, and in an instant, the two disappeared. Then, the transmission array was also disappearing. It seems that nothing has happened.

The battle between Zhang Chengfeng, Liu Suiyun and Daweizong was obviously carried out in a secret place, and the auction did not wait because their results did not come out. In time, the old man waved his robe sleeves again and summoned a second treasure from the nebula vortex above the sky.

This is a flying sword, no sheath, no handle, no more than a foot long, three fingers wide, the blade is as thin as paper, very sharp.

I don't know what kind of material this flying sword is made of. The whole body is crystal clear, shining slightly, like a pool of autumn water, straight to overflow.

"This sword is famous for breaking the sky, the first-level treasure. The whole body is cast from the Wanfa spiritual jade produced only in the golden world. It is extremely sharp and does not suppress the ordinary middle-level treasure. More importantly, he has infinite growth, and it is also a very rare existence in the initial treasure. The reserve price of this sword is 200,000 yuan, and the price of each bidding shall not be less than 10,000 yuan.

Now, the bidding begins!"

Unlike Jianmu seedlings, this second auction item, the old monk who presided over the auction, made an introduction. However, after his words were finished, the whole audience fell into a moment of silence and no one spoke.

Zhong Yuan quite understands this. This broken sword can't be regarded as a bad thing, especially for those junior golden immortals, it is definitely a rare excellent sword weapon. However, with the bead and jade of Jianmu seedlings in front, it seems to be this broken sword, which is really not good. Under the strong psychological gap, it is inevitable that you will not be interested.

However, most of the monks who came here to participate in the auction were still middle- and lower-class monks. Especially in the hall, more than half of them are the existence of junior golden fairies. As long as the mood is relieved, they will definitely take action!

The old monk who presided over the auction obviously understood this, so there was no need to worry and panic about this. The old god was there, waiting quietly, with no intention of opening his mouth at all.

Sure enough, in just a moment, someone in the hall opened his mouth and said the price of 300,000 yuan.

This cry, as if it were thunder in spring, woke up the hibernation of countless monks. In an instant, the fierce competition began again.

"Thirty-one thousand!"

"Three hundred and thirty thousand!"

"Thirty-four thousand!"

......

A moment later, this broken sword was pocketed by a young and beautiful nun at a price of 450,000 yuan.

The auction of Broken Sky Sword was over, and then the old monk summoned the third auction item.

The third auction item was packed in a mutton fat jade bottle as high as a foot. There is a ban on the mouth of the bottle. However, this auction object, like the Broken Sword, is not very high-end, so the power of the ban is not powerful, and Zhong Yuan can see through it at a glance.

In the jade bottle, it is filled with water!

However, to be more precise, it should be spring water! Inside, there is also a spring mother. As long as it is poured out, no matter where it is, it will take root. In an instant, it can turn into a spiritual spring and live endlessly.

However, Zhong Yuan doesn't know what this spiritual spring is. After all, the world's springs are as numerous as cow's hair, and the effects are also different, and he doesn't recognize it.

"What is dressed up here is a green spring! Refining quenching, excellent water, there are Taoist friends who are good at refining, but don't do it! The reserve price of Biyouquan is 300,000 yuan, and each price increase must not be less than 10,000 yuan!"

Biyouquan is not a good thing, but it is not bad, especially for the loose cultivation of those refiners. Therefore, it was quickly and also photographed away. The auction price is 400,000 yuan!

After the Biyouquan, the old monk summoned another one. If so, one, two, three, four,... The auction was auctioned one by one, and soon, more than two hours passed.

For more than two hours, Zhong Yuan has been closing his eyes to refresh his mind. Because these auctioned treasures are all low-level treasures, not to mention Zhong Yuan, they are not attractive to Ye Bin at all.

However, with the passage of time, the level of the treasure is also constantly improving. Near noon, all the treasures used for the high level of the golden fairy and below have been auctioned and began to enter the ranks of the top level of the golden fairy.

At this time, Zhong Yuan's spirit was slightly concentrated. Because this level of treasure is likely to be useful to him. If the price is not expensive, he can buy it.

Baby, one by one, one by one is eliminated. However, there is no one who has entered Zhong Yuanfa's eyes. Suddenly, Zhong Yuan's distinguished guests shook, transmitted the array, and appeared again. In an instant, Zhang Chengfeng and Liu Suiyun came out.

Looking at the joy and arrogance of the two people, Zhong Yuan knew that the two must have been successful and won the Jianmu seedlings. When that's the right time, say congratulations.

"Congratulations to the two Taoist friends, and your wishes have come true! With this baby, you two just want to have something to do, I'm afraid you can't get it!"

"Building wooden seedlings is indeed a good thing, but it's a pity that it was inserted horizontally by the big Weizong people, and there are one billion more. Now, our brothers have become poor!" Zhang Chengfeng said with a smile.

"With Jianmu seedlings, are you afraid that you don't have money?" Zhong Yuan smiled and said, "Five billion, although it's a little higher, it's still worth it!"

"That's true!" Zhang Chengfeng nodded.

......

In the whirlpool of the nebula, another treasure box fell down.

This treasure box is quite different. It has a long and narrow shape, and it looks like it is containing those calligraphy and paintings.

Seeing this, many monks relaxed their spirits when they set up the time. However, the monk with good eyesight or smooth information is more focused. Because they know what's in this box!

"The celestial bone finally appeared!"

In Zhong Yuan's eyes, a dazzling brilliance bloomed. At this moment, Zhong Yuan's faintly flashed strong air, which made Zhang Chengfeng and Liu Suiyun, the brothers, palpitate together. One by one, they were secretly happy and very satisfied with the choices they had made before.

"This is the ancient god of war, the bone of the celestial god. It is not only extremely tough, but also the god of war, the cohesion of the essence. If you have organic understanding and can't say it, you can get the inheritance of the ancient god of war and inherit his mantle. The ancient god of war, rumored to be like the god of Daluo.

In addition, there are countless laws in the bones of the innate gods. After extraction, you can directly be promoted to cultivation, which is effective for any monk. It can really be said to be a strange treasure.

Now, the reserve price of this treasure is 100 million yuan, and each price increase should not be less than 10 million! Auction, let's start!"

"Fred-billion!"

As soon as the old monk's words fell, Zhong Yuan urged the long-established bidding magic weapon and quoted a high price of 1.5 billion yuan.

Zhong Yuan, of course, is not a wrongdoer. There is no place to spend a lot of money. Instead, through the previous auction of building wood seedlings, he was worried that such an auction would continue, and in the end, the price would reach a sky-high price that he could not afford. Although he still has such a treasure as the Immortal Pagoda in his hand, which can be sold. However, such a treasure can be wasted like this. Even if there are countless treasures in Zhong Yuan's hand, I can't help but feel a pity.

Because of this, Zhong Yuan hopes to deter others by such a ferocious price shouting, so that he can take down the innate bones in one fell swoop.

It turns out that Zhong Yuan's strategy is really good. As soon as the price of 1.5 billion yuan came out, all the monks would be shocked.

"It's the 48th VIP room again! I dare to conclude that the 48th must be the descendant of a holy place, otherwise, it would be impossible to be so rich!"

"That can't be like this. In this way, they like it, don't we don't even have a chance!"

"Who makes people rich? It's also futile and depressing. It's better to save money and bid for something else!"

"That's all I can do!"

......

After a while, the audience was full, and it was still in silence. At this time, the old monk had no choice but to say, "The celestial bone is sold, which belongs to the Taoist friends in the No. 48 VIP room!"

After the words fell behind, the old monk, in time, once again attracted a new treasure. RS