Chapter 950 (1/2)
Hearing the price quoted by Lei Jiangu, the eyes of Qingqi, the young leader of the blood shadow sect, suddenly became cold. He glanced at the guy with a bloody face, sneered and said, ”500000.”
”Half a million.” the man of Lei Jiangu also delivered a sneer and a leisurely offer to Qingqi.
All eyes were focused on the three forces, and the other forces did not intervene in their competition. They just watched with interest as the three people pushed the price higher and higher.
”Little Lord, the price of 500000 is already the upper limit. If we continue to increase the price, we will suffer a lot. We still need to leave enough funds for the final competition. Either let the pill go out.”
It seems that Qingqi still refuses to admit defeat and wants to continue to increase the price. The old man dressed as an elder beside him quickly whispered persuasion.
”Five hundred and fifty thousand!”
Qingqi frowned. After a little meditation for a moment, he quoted a final price. He had made up his mind. No matter which party increased the price, he would directly give up the bidding.
However, just after the price broke out, both Yuan Xi of the Badao society and the man with a face full of flesh showed a look of irony and sat back on his seat.
The two men's actions stunned Qingqi's face, and immediately seemed to reflect something. They raised a cold smile at the corners of their mouth and whispered to themselves, ”well, these two guys dare to calculate me. When the auction is over, whether Yuan Xi or Lei Wei of Lei Jiangu, don't let them go easily!”
”Hehe, the blood shadow gate offered 500000 gold coins. Is there anyone else who wants to increase the price? If not, the two white jade cold pills belong to the blood shadow gate!” the white haired old man seemed quite satisfied with the price. At present, he asked with a smile. After seeing that no one continued to increase the price, he finally rang the silver bell on the booth.
On the booth, after the white haired old man nodded to the backstage, a maid carefully held a dark blue scroll in a silver plate and held it on the booth with both hands. The old man directly took out the scroll and put it under the high light of the booth, and immediately smiled mysteriously at the people in the venue.
”Everyone, the next thing that needs to be auctioned must be the thing that everyone is most interested in. I think there will be no lack of market in any case!”
After listening to the old man's words, ye Tian also vaguely guessed what the scroll was. At present, he also raised great interest.
”This auction is a spiritual skill. Please take your eyes. Xuanjie advanced spiritual skill: weeping blood knife!”
The old man's dry palm shook violently, and the scroll suddenly spread out on the table. Suddenly, there was a sharp smell from it, and a subtle smell of blood diffused from it.
”Oh, this is a good thing. You can think about it.”
It can be seen that the scroll above the booth, Nirvana venerable, is also full of interest.
”Venerable, this is... Sabre technique?” Ye Tian stopped his eyes on the scroll and looked at it slightly. He found that a spiritual skill hidden on the scroll should be a kind of sabre technique.