"190,000!" Lu Beixuan gritted his teeth and yelled again. Finally no one followed. After all, it was the top demon spiritist located in the VIP room, and they had to keep the treasures behind the money trade. , There is no need to waste here.
Seeing no more people shouting, Fan Ling took the silver hammer in his hand and tapped it three times on the auction stage. After that, the void flower returned to room 97.
In the private room, the waiter standing next to him quickly took notes, Lu Beixuan breathed a sigh of relief, Mo Tianxing sitting behind his eyes flashed with excitement, and he saluted the sect.
Fan Ling below was also satisfied. The start was very good. The real price of this Void Flower should be around 160,000. It was sold for 190,000, which is already a profit. Besides, this is just an appetizer.
"Okay, then, proceed to the second one!" Fan Ling smiled, and another maid walked out with a tray...
The whole auction was completely ignited. During the period, Lu Beixuan also knew that some things he couldn't afford, but he wanted to shout. It was a feeling of the wealthy appearance. Not only shouted, but also let Duan Qingfeng. Haoyingying shouted.
Of course, the starting price is basically shouted, and I will not dare to shout later, if no one shouts, or if there is support, wouldn't it be a pitfall
Su Yan looked at the excited and flushing faces of a few old children with their children with a grimace. Is it interesting? If you don’t buy it, and then return to the sect, how can you give me a little bit of the two million gods? .
"Next is the sixty-fourth treasure, a half-damaged big halberd. The old man does not deceive you. What we have identified may be the natal weapon used by an immortal king thousands of years ago. !" As Fan Ling's words fell, a huge halberd that was more than two meters high was lifted up by two people.
When everyone heard the fairy king's halberd, they all craned their necks in excitement.
What kind of war halberd is that, rusty, the sharp points on the top of the halberd have long been broken, and Fang Tian's four-corner blades are also pits where the mouth of the tooth is broken.
The spear of the Euphorbia itself also has some obvious bends, which makes it seem like a piece of scrap iron.
Everyone was waiting for Fan Ling's follow-up words.
Fan Ling seemed to understand everyone’s doubts and walked next to Euphorbia: "This Euphorbia is estimated to be at least seven or eight thousand years old. After a certain period of time, the reason why he is said to be an immortal king The weapon is because the immortal king has been determined, and there is indeed the breath of another immortal king on it.
It’s just that the damage to this euphorbia is very serious. Perhaps, in your hands, it will be revived. An immortal king’s natal weapon can be inexhaustible, and it can be regarded as invaluable. The collections are also very good. The starting price is 100,000 yuan, and each price increase must not be less than 10,000! "
After hearing Fan Ling's words, everyone was a little disappointed. A defective product that was bought with so many gods as a decoration? Please appraise it. If it can be repaired, why didn't the fairy king? I can only explain. Immortal kings can't do it, even those of us.
And for seven or eight thousand years, how long is this? It's good or not, don't buy it back, it will become a pile of iron slag.
Seeing that no one was increasing the fare, Fan Ling glanced in a certain direction without a trace, and suddenly someone shouted, "I'll pay one hundred thousand!"
"The weapon of the fairy king, I am one hundred and twenty thousand!" Someone raised the price again.
…
Su Yan, who was lying on the windowsill, looked down boredly, fighting for a piece of scrap, and yawned for a long time. Today, he has indeed seen many magical things, but he hasn't encountered anything that makes him want to buy.
and…
Su Yan turned his head to look at An Yingying, smiled immediately, stretched out six fingers without a trace, and then smiled.
An Yingying also saw it. In fact, this guy is lying in the front, as long as you are not blind, you can see it, the essence of the six generations of ancient gods, you think it is a bit early, our bet is not over yet, at most you It is half of the win, Zongmen did not pay you, and it is impossible to pay you.
Ling Yu and Lu Beixuan looked at Su Yan's six fingers puzzledly. Is this kid lying there, his hands numb
"It's all trust!" Su Yan said boredly.
"Buy it!" At the next moment, a familiar voice suddenly rang from Su Yan's mind, and Su Yan straightened his body immediately and looked back quickly.
"Senior Green Pheasant, is that you?" Su Yan was excited in an instant. He couldn't forget the sound that he killed. Soon, he found the waiter standing beside him. He didn't know when his body was stiff. , His pupils became pure black, like a puppet, motionless, because he was looking straight ahead, so no one noticed what was wrong with him.
"Turn around!" The green pheasant's voice sounded again, and Su Yan quickly turned his head, excited.
"Senior, have you escaped? I heard that three immortal kings are chasing you, are you okay?" Su Yan asked.
"Well, it's really troublesome. I guess I can't come to you right now. I'm still on the run. After I dump them, I will always look for you." The green pheasant's voice sounded again.
Su Yan nodded repeatedly: "Senior, you are now..."
"It's just a piece of my spiritual knowledge, I used a secret method to get in. I didn't dare to swagger too much, and couldn't hold on for too long. In the venue below, there is a fairy king." Qing Pheasant said, Su Yan's face changed. .
"I'm here today for only one thing, the Eight Desolate Halberd below. Since you are here, it will be easy to handle. Anyway, you must take it." When talking about the Eight Desolate Halberd, the voice of the green pheasant said Not out of loneliness.
"Eight Desolate Halberd, that scrap iron?" Su Yan asked incredulously.
"That's not scrap iron, that's honor, that's military exploits, that's, like me, the weapon of a colleague who can't be returned from the outside world, that's his life!" The green pheasant's voice couldn't tell. Fluctuations.
Su Yan immediately faced the weapons that were constantly being entrusted to increase prices.
"The first time I saw him was in the depths of the starry sky eight thousand years ago. At that time, he was holding an eight-desolated halberd, wearing silver armor and boots, and slaying all directions, and countless ancient beasts in the starry sky were frightened by the news. , Connected to the people of other real worlds, treated him like a thunderbolt, and was given the title of Jiuli God of War. It was because of the Eight Desolation Halberd that he forcibly opened up the Eight Desolation Tribe and became our resource colony.
Afterwards, many times, we fought side by side and became friends who talked with each other.
The last two times I saw it was that the real world fell and the colony was robbed. As the guardian of the Eight Desolates, he singled out three immortal kings and a dozen or so immortal kings. I was willing to help, but I was also robbed by many others. The people of the real world were entangled, and finally watched the Bahuangbu fall.
The last time I met him in this Haotian real world more than five hundred years ago, he was full of white hair, missing an arm, wearing ragged clothes, lying in the alley and drinking. Bask in the sun.
He only said a word to me: home, can't go back, the Bahuang Department, lost, halberd, lost!
I know that his heart is completely dead.
And this Eight Desolate Halberd is now below. It's a pity that no one knows it. I didn't know how many Xian Ting army was afraid of it, but now it is, ah, sad, sigh. "The green pheasant's voice is full of deep sadness.
Su Yan only felt the blood surge. It turned out that the so-called scrap iron below was the weapon of the immortal in his own realm.
"Who is he?" Su Yan asked in a low voice.
"The Eight Desolate War God-Mo-Fan-Dust!" The green pheasant said every word: "A true fairy king!"
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