"I, the Jinyang tribe, bid three billion."
"Thirty-five billion."
"You are 500 million richer, and I will give you 4 billion."
In the majestic Netherworld Pavilion, there were constant shouts, and each sound was like a loud bell, shaking the auction venue. Because of a piece of immortal gold, many quasi-emperors in the ancient world were fighting for it. Their faces were red and their necks were thick, and the smell of gunpowder was strong. It's a strong attitude, and if there is a disagreement, they will start fighting on the spot.
Looking at the people who are cultivating them, all of them are very honest.
At a glance, everyone, whether senior or junior, had their hands in their hands and were watching the show seriously. Their shock could not be concealed in their embarrassment. Look at them, this is an auction. Five If you add 150 million to 100 million, you will have an Originium mine in one mouthful, and you will be so confident.
"Comparing one person to another will crush one to death!" the senior cultivator coughed dryly.
“The longer you live, the more money you save.”
"If we rob the prehistoric quasi-emperor, how much money can we get?"
"Your ideal is not only beautiful, but also very sincere."
"I haven't seen such a thrilling auction in many years." The thin old man sighed and clicked his tongue. Every time the prehistoric quasi-emperor called out the price, his little heart trembled.
Ye Chen was much calmer, saying nothing and just drinking quietly.
The one who is more calm than Ye Chen is Old Man Youming. He also puts his hands on his hands and crosses his legs to watch the show. The Origin Stones obtained from this auction have far exceeded expectations. The task has been met. He has no pressure. With Ye Chen here, He was not nervous at all and said he was very confident in cheating God.
On the other side, the prehistoric quasi-emperors are still trying their best to increase prices.
What kind of scene is this? It's obviously an auction held by Renxiu, but when it arrives, Renxiu becomes a spectator. Instead, Honghuang, who came from afar, becomes the protagonist, and everyone is watching them.
Is this the legendary anti-customer mentality
Such a sentence popped up in Renxiu's mind.
Embarrassing, really embarrassing.
As the auction came to an end, the Taotie Quasi-Emperor became furious. He slapped the table, stood up, and raised the price to 10 billion in one breath. After the price was quoted, the guy did not forget to turn his head and look around. Finally, he raised the price to 10 billion. He set his sights on other prehistoric quasi-emperors, quite provocatively.
His price was indeed shocking, and it directly frightened the three prehistoric quasi-emperors into abandoning the auction.
"Taotie, you are so courageous." Emperor Zhun sneered.
"If you have money, increase the price, but if you don't have money, avoid it." Taotie smiled quietly and sat back again, very arrogantly.
Yaozhuo's face was ugly, and his eyes were filled with cold light.
However, he was so angry that he didn't raise the price in the end. It wasn't because he didn't want to raise the price, but because the Origin Stone was not strong enough. He wasted a lot of money on hundreds of auctions, and was defrauded by Ye Chen of more than one billion. In the auction of this immortal gold, he was at a disadvantage from the very beginning.
Not far away, Emperor Jin Ni's expression was cold enough.
His situation is not as good as that of Yongzhu. Among the prehistoric quasi-emperors who came this time, he brought the least money, and he was the one who was tricked the most. Even the quasi-emperors Yongzhu couldn't look at him, let alone him.
Taotie's eyes were full of contempt, ignoring Jin Ni and Yong Zhu, only looking at Gui Jian, the quasi-emperor.
Nowadays, the auction of Immortal Immortal Gold is far from enough for the heavens and human cultivators to watch. The dozens of quasi-emperors in the prehistoric era have basically been defeated. At this moment, the only one who can really make him face up to is Gui Jian, because, ghost Hu brings the most money, but gets the least cheated. This is his fierce rival.
"You are ten million richer." Under Taotie's gaze, Gui Huan smiled faintly.
"One hundred and eleven billion." Taotie said solemnly.
"You are ten million older than you."
"Twelve billion."
"You are ten million older than you."
The words between Taotie and Gui Jian are simple and clear. The domineering thing is that no matter how much Taotie increases the price, Gui Jian will only increase the price by 10 million. Judging from his demeanor, there is no pressure at all.
However, their price makes the cultivators tremble with fear.
With more than 10 billion source stones and as many mines as possible, if they were piled up, they could build the Great Wall.
This kind of courage is beyond the reach of human cultivators.
"Fifteen billion." Taotie was fierce again, his tone was very cold.
"You are ten million richer." Gui Jian's words came out in response. He was already reclining on the seat, turning his fingers leisurely, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, full of smiles, playful and teasing.
"Sixteen billion." Taotie said coldly, his eyes bloodshot and terrifyingly scarlet.
"You are ten million older than you."
"Seventeen billion."
"You are ten million older than you."
"Twenty billion." Taotie's voice was howled out. It was also manifested together with his momentum. The invisible power of the quasi-emperor turned into thunder, tearing apart the space. Due to his bloodline, his origin was full of devouring power. Intertwined with the quasi-emperor's power, it outlines a series of terrifying visions.
When people saw this, their expressions suddenly changed, and most of them got up and hid towards the edge.
Taotie's coercion is no joke. If you dodge quickly, nothing will happen. But if you dodge slowly, it will be like a bunch of saints and juniors spurting blood on the spot. What's more, their bodies will explode, and only people can repair them. The quasi-emperor's expression was calm and motionless. The Taotie's coercion was directed at Gui Jian. Only the aftermath could not hurt them. You must know that they are also quasi-emperors.
The human cultivators were timid, but Gui Jian was not timid.
Although Taotie's pressure was strong, Gui Jian was not immune to it. He fought with momentum and did not fall behind at all. His eyes were also filled with blood. He stared at Taotie and smiled sinisterly and cruelly. "You want to start a fight?"
"I will destroy you." Taotie snorted coldly, becoming even more powerful.
"I'm afraid you won't succeed." Gui Yu sneered, and the heretic Dharma suddenly appeared, poking a big hole in the void.
The confrontation between the two prehistoric quasi-emperors caused the Netherworld Pavilion to rumble and shake.
Seeing this, Ren Xiu retreated again. Only Taotie and Gui Jian were left in that seat, as well as a few quasi-emperors. Before the two started fighting, they saw a scene of destruction, lightning and thunder, and the terrifying quasi-emperor's power spread. This caused the copper pillars in the auction pavilion to crack one by one.
"Fight, fight!" The thin old man was restless and eager to try.
Not only him, everyone present was thinking the same thing.
It would be novel if two prehistoric quasi-emperors started fighting at an auction. Anyway, they are not members of their own family, and no one would feel sorry for them. They are both evildoers. Even if they die together, it is karma.
"What's going on? Say something!" Ye Chen said to the old man Netherworld.
You Ming smiled and said nothing, only raised his hand slightly and formed a seal with one hand.
Immediately, the great realm of space trembled, and nine aurora rose into the sky, hanging in the vast void, like nine scorching suns, shining on the world, and the rays of light were fused with the divine power of the emperor.
Imperial weapon
No matter the ancients or the monks in the world, their expressions changed drastically, and they looked at nothingness in disbelief.
puff!
Taotie spurted blood and staggered, his eyes full of shock.
puff!
Gui Huan also vomited blood, staggered, and almost fell down.
"I'm just telling you! Netherworld Continent is not a vegetarian, it can calm the scene."
"What a lineup of nine supreme emperor soldiers!"
"With these nine divine soldiers holding the battle array, the dozen or so quasi-emperors from the prehistoric times are far from enough."
Shocked by the sight of the imperial weapon, Renxiu immediately felt emboldened and straightened his back.
"There are actually nine other emperor weapons." Ye Chen also raised his eyes and murmured. He had only noticed the Xianwu Emperor Sword before, but he didn't know that there were also nine emperor weapons, not just one, but nine. Moreover, those emperors He had never seen soldiers before, but they were all hidden in the Netherworld Continent. This made him even more curious about this land. When ten emperor soldiers gathered together, there must be secrets.
"Do you know the origin of Netherworld Continent?" Ye Chen looked sideways at the thin old man.
"God knows." The thin old man shrugged.
Ye Chen didn't ask any more questions, and moved Zhou Tian's evolution to conduct deductions based on the Netherworld Pavilion.
Unfortunately, he figured out nothing.
In other words, there is a mysterious force that blocks his deduction.
interesting!
Ye Chen murmured softly, put away his magical power, and sat upright again.
The imperial soldiers intervened forcefully, causing the two quasi-emperors to stop fighting instantly.
The two of them stopped, and the swaying Netherworld Pavilion was completely stabilized, and those cultivators who left their seats came back again. There were nine Ji Dao Emperor soldiers stationed here, and they were still afraid of a bird!
After an "interlude", the auction pavilion returned to its original state, with everyone returning to their seats.
I went to see Gui Jian and Taotie. The expressions of those two guys were extremely ugly, even a little ferocious. Before the winner could be determined, they were all taken away. As a prehistoric quasi-emperor, I was very annoyed.
"If you dare to make trouble again, you will die." Old Man Nether said calmly.
"You really underestimate Netherworld." Gui Yu sneered and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.
"Fellow Taotie offered 20 billion, but someone else increased the price." The old man Nether looked away.
"Plus, of course." Gui Jian smiled playfully, "Ten million more than him."
At this time, Taotie finally stopped. He sat down helplessly, gnashing his teeth, with a ferocious look on his face. His huge eyes were bloodshot, and the scarlet eyes were about to spurt blood. He was so domineering that he defeated more than a dozen people in the fight. He respected the prehistoric quasi-emperor, but in the end, he still lost to Gui Huan.
But what he lost was not his fighting power, but the Origin Stone.
Seeing that the gluttons were depleted, Emperor Jin Ni and others were all gloating about their misfortune. Aren't you very awesome? Where to follow! Keep following! It doesn't matter if we lose the fight, you still lose.
Facts have proved that if you don’t bring enough money, no matter how strong you are, it won’t matter.
However, after all the fun, they all had a wishful thinking in their hearts. If they couldn't get the fairy gold, it didn't mean they couldn't steal it. If Gui Jian got the fairy gold, it didn't mean they could take it away.
According to what the Taoist said, these prehistoric quasi-emperors wanted to commit murder and swindle goods.
The scene, due to gluttony, gave up filming and fell into silence again.
The heavenly and human cultivators, who had not looked at Shen'er for a long time, looked at the stage blankly. The piece of immortal gold, which was only as big as a baby's fist, was sold for a sky-high price of 20 billion, which was really scary.
"Now, it's time for no one to raise the price any more."
"I'd like to add more, but I don't have the money."
"Twenty billion! I have been practicing Taoism for thousands of years and have never seen so much money." An old quasi-emperor smiled and shook his head. The other quasi-emperors also coughed. They had never seen it either.
"It's great to have money." The thin old man couldn't help but sigh.
"He has no money." Ye Chen smiled and stretched hard. Next, it was him.
"But there is still a price increase." Old Man Netherworld said nonchalantly.
"You Ming, you are talking nonsense." Gui Jian smiled in a strange tone.
"Just for saying this to you, I'll add ten million." Before the old man Netherworld could speak, there was a misty sound, coming from the corner of the auction pavilion, or more precisely, coming from Ye Chen, and he took action.