Chapter 62 Changes (!)

Is there three million top-grade spiritual stones at the reserve price?

Zhang Yan suddenly felt dizzy in front of him. The highest price of a top-grade treasure is 980,000 medium-grade spiritual stones. What about a top-grade mysterious treasure?

Before he could think much, the old voice just now sounded again, "Three million top-grade spiritual stones? It's a small thing, I'll make 3.5 million!"

Wan! Everyone no longer knows how to express their emotions. What else can they do besides subconscious exclaim?

As soon as the old voice fell, another violent voice sounded from the five layers, "Four million!"

"42.5 million!"

"Five million!"

"550,000!"

......

"Nine million!"

Then, there was a series of quotations, which sounded without any stagnation, as if they were all rich and didn't care about the number of spiritual stones at all. However, when the price soared to a whole nine million top-grade spiritual stones, the number of people who shouted the price had gradually decreased, leaving only nearly four companies competing for it. However, each time they made an offer, they seemed to be thinking about whether they could afford so many spiritual stones.

As early as a series of shouts, the people present fell into a dull state, almost numb, and forgot to shout and scream...

Zhang Yan was also shocked. Under the attack of the spirit stone, his mind was frequently lost. After a while, he asked Lan Rongruo, "Are these five floors all high-level monks from the super sect in Middle-earth?"

Lan Rongruo nodded heavily. Although he had expected that this top-grade Xuanbao would be auctioned at a sky-high price, he was still stunned by the number of nine million top-grade spiritual stones. Hearing Zhang Yan's words, he was stunned for a while before saying, "Almost, this is also a special arrangement of my Zhenlongfang. After all, those old monsters are arrogant masters, and we can't afford to offend them~"

"What kind of people are they?"

Zhang Yan asked again. He suddenly thought that these people came here not only for auctions, but also for their real purpose. Thinking of this, he woke up in an instant, and a sense of crisis surged into his heart, which once again restored his former cold and resolute vigilance.

Lan Rongruo found the changes in Zhang Yan's gas machine, shook his head and explained, "What is still shouting prices now are the four super sects of Middle-earth, Nanlu Xianzong, Hengyue Xianzong, Qingkong Xianzong and Hanshui Ice Palace. These four sects are also the bull-eared rulers of the Middle-earth cultivation world. Their strength is extremely strong, and of course, my financial resources are extremely strong. I think This mysterious treasure may fall into the hands of one of them.

Hengyue Xianzong!?

The faces of Chen Beibei, Zhang Jiazhen and others suddenly appeared in Zhang Yan's mind. He will not forget Pei Qing, who destroyed his home.

A chill in the eyes, did they also come?

It can be said that the most unforgettable hatred in Zhang Yan's heart is Hengyuezong. Even if Li Shaojun grabs his throat, even if Yu Mantang attacks him behind his back, he can always grit his teeth and endure it. But Zhang Yan couldn't stand Pei Qing's unbridled destruction of his home with his parents for more than ten years.

A child is injured. As long as his beloved toy is still there, he can laugh through tears. But one day when the beloved toy is torn to pieces and trampled down, who can laugh?

Zhang Yan is not a child, but he is more distinct than a child. Home is not a toy, but it is more precious than the value of toys.

Will your home fall and settle down?

Only expulsion, killing, tit for tat!

"Any one of them has a large group of Yuanying monks. Don't die as soon as possible."

Lan Rongruo's voice suddenly exploded in his ear, like a basin of cold water, instantly extinguishing Zhang Yan's almost uncontrollable hatred and anger. His eyes suddenly woke up, but became extremely cold.

Lan Rongruo was swept away by his eyes and suddenly felt a sense of shock, but he breathed a long sigh of relief in his heart. He knew the despicable things done by Hengyue Xianzong from Zengfuzi's mouth. At this time, he didn't mean to mention it, but he didn't expect that after a few years, the hatred in Zhang Yan's heart was still so strong. Seeing that he was going to suffer, he had to shout and be shocked. Zhang Yan woke up and fell into the magic.

With the chill in his eyes, Zhang Yan had to be silent decadently. At this moment, how eager he is to have the power to destroy the world~~

Don't worry, take your time. One day, trample on the mountain gate and do what you say!

Lan Rongruo patted him on the shoulder and didn't say anything, but reminded himself not to mention Hengyue Xianzong in the future...

The two were silent, and the sound of shouting outside the hall clearly came from their ears.

"Well, you Nanlu Xianzong also bullied too much! My Hengyue Xianzong has shouted the price of 1 1.5 million. It is more than enough to buy a top-quality Xuanbao at this price. Why do you still want to go against us? This is a gloomy sound like a cold wind in the middle of winter, word by word, as if it were made of ice and snow, hitting people's hearts and raising a chill.

The monk present was suddenly stunned. The auction has been calm until now. As soon as this sentence came out, a smell of gunpowder instantly filled the whole hall.

Is something going to happen?

Everyone's eyes turned to Mrs. Shui Dai on the auction table and the eight black robes around her, but they saw that they turned a blind eye to the voice and looked indifferent.

It seems that there will be a dispute and confrontation...

"Who is he?" Zhang Yan's face was expressionless.

"High Changkong, one of the many elders of Hengyue Xianzong, a mid-term monk of Yuanying..." Lan Rongruo had to explain that Zhang Yan's expression was very calm, but it made people nervous.

At this time, Nanlu Xianzong finally spoke in the face of such provocation, but it was the familiar old voice, "What's wrong with the price? Humph, don't take the prestige of your Hengyue Xianzong here. I, Nanlu Xianzong, have never been afraid of anyone!"

There are thorns in Gao Changkong's words, and this sound is that there is gunpowder in the words.

When everyone heard this, they couldn't help but feel a little nervous and excited.

This time, without Zhang Yan's inquiry, Lan Rongruo has already explained, "This is Chu Zhaoyun of Nanlu Xianzong, a mid-Yuanying monk."

Silence, everyone is waiting for Gao Changkong to take the lead in provoking the incident.

After half axiang.

The cold voice in the high sky sounded again, "Okay, then let's see the high and low in the muddy water of Qianjing City!" He gave up fighting for the best Xuanbao and began to declare war on Nanlu Xianzong.

Everyone understood this and exploded for a moment.

"The people of Hengyue Xianzong are really domineering. His grandmother's words don't agree, so she is ready to fight. Now there is a good show." Someone is excited.

"Ah, two super sects against each other? Or in our Thousand Mirror City? It won't affect us, will it?" Some people are worried.

"It's chaotic, chaotic. Will this Qianjing City become a battlefield for these superpowers as soon as the auction is over? Forget it, paralyzed, as long as I live, the fucking blood is flowing like a river." There are still people watching coldly.

......

"Nanlu Xianzong offered 12 million top-grade spiritual stones. If no one increases the price, this treasure is the property of Nanlu Xianzong." Mrs. Shuidai's deep and hoarse unique voice sounded faintly, covering all the sounds in an instant.

Everyone was stunned and shut up, and then found that this top-quality magic weapon was about to be settled. 12 million top-grade spiritual stones bought a top-grade Xuanbao, and Nanlu Xianzong was really rich.

Mrs. Shuidai's eyes turned. Seeing that no one was shouting for a price, she smiled and was about to make a decision. At this time, a cold female voice suddenly sounded in the hall.

"I made 13 million."

Everyone no longer knows whether they should exclaim or shut up and be silent. This is simply a wave of uneven waves, or a female monk. Who is she? Is it from the Cold Water Ice Palace?

It's no wonder that the Cold Water Ice Palace, as one of the four superpowers in Middle-earth, has the vast majority of female practitioners in the palace, but there are few male practitioners. Because almost everything in the cold water ice palace was beaten down by those plagiarist female monks, in everyone's impression, the cold water ice palace represents a group of women with extraordinary military value!

And in the price increase just now, Qingkong Xianzong withdrew from the war early. At this time, do you still need to guess that this female voice must be from the cold water ice palace!

Everyone thought so. Even when Zhang Yan asked Lan Rongruo, Lan Rongruo also thought so, but he couldn't tell who it was.

"Who are you?"

Chu Zhaoyun of Nanlu Xianzong was silent for a while and opened his mouth. He didn't know who it was, but this could not stop his gloomy anger at all. This top-quality Xuanbao was already the case of Nanlu Xianzong, and even completely tore his face with Hengyue Xianzong for this, but he never expected that at this last moment, there was The man stepped in horizontally.

At this time, Chu Zhaoyun has decided whether he is a man or a woman. As soon as the auction is over, he will turn this troublemaker into scum!

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