It seems that all the martial artists present are silent. Chang Wuhen was triumphant, thinking that all the warriors present would give him face, after all, he was the young master of the Ghost Spirit Sect, and now in the land of this Lingtian City, who doesn't need to give him face.
Xu Qinglian's expression was obviously angry. This guy, relied on being the young master of the Ghost Spirit Sect, so he broke the rules and threatened the guests in front of China Resources Commercial Bank. However, the other party is the young master of the Ghost Spirit Sect, and the people of China Resources Commercial Bank did not dare to offend under the eaves. Although he was very angry, he could only swallow his anger at this moment. Otherwise, Baishouguo is the top gem between heaven and earth, and now the price is obviously a bit low.
"Billions!"
At this moment, Chang Wuhen's face was slapped with a cry of price. Chang Wuhen was a little depressed, who in the end dared to make a bid at this time.
"Do you dare to give us the face of Ghost Spirit Sect?" Chang Wuhen's voice was a little angry.
Chang Wuhen found that it was Box No. 30 who was calling for the price, the bastard who was vying with him for the Blue Star Tears. He was extremely upset when the opponent competed with him for the Blue Star Tears, but now he still doesn't give him face and competes with him for the Blue Star Tears, which makes Chang Wuhen even more unhappy.
"Face? Haha. Do you think you have a lot of face?" Zhang Tianhao's voice was very disdainful.
"You..." Chang Wuhen was immediately speechless.
If it is the father of Chang Wuhen. Maybe the other party will really save face, but if Chang Wu hates himself, the deterrence is obviously much weaker. Chang Wuhen was speechless, so he had to say: "Your Excellency is like this, aren't you afraid that you won't be able to leave Lingtian City?"
"It's not up to you whether you can get out of Lingtian City." Zhang Tianhao said lightly.
Although Chang Wuhen gritted his teeth in anger, he was also very helpless at the moment. I had to shout: "One hundred thirty million!"
In order to express his determination, Chang Wuhen added 30 million high-grade spar at once. I just want to tell the other party that I'm sure to get this.
"One billion fifty million!" Zhang Tianhao shouted,
Chang Wuhen was very angry. If it hadn't been for the foster father to prepare for this league meeting, and if he was in retreat at this moment, he felt that he would definitely not be subjected to such humiliation.
"One billion!" Zhang Tianhao did not hurry.
Chang Wuhen's expression was a little gloomy. This time, the foster father asked him to participate in this auction and told him to spend as little as possible. After all, now facing the attack of the demons. Most of the resources of the Ghost Sect need to deal with the battle with the demons. Therefore, the resources available for this auction are destined to be few. If you can spend as little as possible, spend as little as possible. It is even possible to move out the signboard of the Ghost Spirit Sect.
Chang Wuhen is not the parent of Wen Xihai, the overlord of the Ghost Spirit Sect, but he was adopted by Wen Xihai since he was a child, and he was very favored in front of Wen Xihai who had no children under his knees. However, because it is not Wen Xihai’s parents and children, his identity as the young master is not so stable in the Ghost Spirit Sect. Therefore, this time he has to buy the Shouguo with all his strength, which is considered to be a ghost. Zong Ligong, but now it seems that it is not so smooth!
Bid prices are still rising. In the end, the price rose to 1.470 billion.
"1.5 billion!" Zhang Tianhao yelled unhurriedly.
1.5 billion is already extremely high. Completely defeated Chang Wuhen's confidence.
After all, the price of 1.5 billion is already extremely high.
"Wait!"
Chang Wuhen shouted to the head of the auction house.
Old Youyou asked Chang Wuhen: "What questions does the son have?"
Chang Wuhen said loudly: "This son suspects that the other party does not have this spar bidding. After all, the opponent has already taken the Blue Star Tears, Sacred Heart Lianmu Vine, and Black Flint. How could there be spars to buy the Shouguo? Anyway, this son is I absolutely don't believe it."
In fact, this question of Chang Wuhen is shared by the warriors present, and it must be understood that this is indeed incredible. The spar Zhang Tianhao spent seemed to the martial artist present, he couldn't even think about it, but in the end, the other party still had room to buy the fruit of worship. And Zhang Tianhao, obviously only ranked No. 30 in the box, in terms of status, clearly inconsistent with his status.
Inside Box No. 1
"Saint, the mysterious young man in box 30 is so rich, he feels richer than our Yinjian Pavilion." The maid standing behind Ouyang Qing said thoughtfully.
Ouyang Qing smiled faintly: "In this world, there should not be many people richer than him."
After hearing this, the maid looked at Ouyang Qing and asked with some curiosity: "Holy girl. Listen to what you mean, do you know who that person is?"
Ouyang Qing smiled faintly: "You'll know when you look at it."
Old You You actually had doubts about Zhang Tianhao's financial resources, but he didn't show this doubt because of the presence of the jealous saint. But now Chang Wuhen puts this question on the bright side, and Mr. You is also following the flow of the boat at this moment: "The son of Box 30, I wonder if the young man can verify the son's financial strength?"
Zhang Tianhao smiled faintly: "No problem."
Old You saw that Zhang Tianhao was not angry. Although he didn't care too much about Zhang Tianhao's identity as a true disciple of the Xiaoyao Sect, there was a real great god beside Zhang Tianhao. Saint Murong Ziqian. Although the saint is not the overlord of the Heavenly Sword Sect, she is also the heir to the next overlord. You can't help but consider this status.
Old You You came to Box 30 and looked at Zhang Tianhao and said apologetically: "My son, sorry, the situation is forced."
"It's okay! But Chang Wuhen is right, this son does not have so many spars." Zhang Tianhao said lightly.
Old You frowned upon hearing this.
"However, your firm should be able to barter, right?" Zhang Tianhao asked Old Man You.
You Lao breathed a sigh of relief, and said to Zhang Tianhao: "Yes, son, our firm supports bartering. And we are young people, and we will never let you lose. It's just that this time we auction the spar we need. Maybe it's not an ordinary treasure that can be exchanged."
Hearing this, Zhang Tianhao laughed loudly, and with a wave of his palm, ten bottles of pills appeared in his hand.
"this is?"
Old You frowned when he saw the pill in Zhang Tianhao's hand. He understood the pill, but he didn't know what pill Zhang Tianhao was going to take out. Even if it is a precious pill, how many spars can be exchanged for ten bottles of pill
Zhang Tianhao knew what he was thinking when he saw Old You's expression. Therefore, looking at Old You said, "I wonder if you have heard of Martial God Pill?"
"War God Pill?"
Old You's expression changed.
"The son said, this is the Martial God Pill in your hand?" You old man looked at Zhang Tianhao and asked.