Chatper 1635 (1/2)

As Su Yuhan expected, the Void Seal was auctioned to 80 million quickly, and by this time, only Box 1 and Box 5 were left to compete.

The rest of the boxes were quiet, and they obviously didn't want to spend too many purple gold coins on the Void Seal.

But as time passed, the price of Box No. 1 and Box No. 5 quickly increased to 50 million. Su Yuhan's face was full of cold sweat when he saw this scene.

100 million, he saved 500 years, only 10 million purple gold coins, including the reward given by Shanhai Clan, it is only 20 million purple gold coins.

If he really wanted to film it, he would have to give Ye Tianze tens of thousands of years of work to pay it back.

Finally, when it reached 100 million, Box No. 5 suddenly stopped bidding, and the entire auction hall was silent.

"One hundred million purple gold coins are offered for the No. 1 box, are there any bids?" Only Qingqiu Yulan's voice remained in the auction room.

She glanced at the box, but didn't look at the stage at all, because she knew that only boxes, especially box 5, could bid at this time.

There are a bunch of poor ghosts in the stands. They have been scared by this price for a long time. How can they bid?

Many cultivators could never earn so many purple gold coins in their lifetime, but for these big men in the box, it was just a number.

"One hundred million purple gold coins once!"

"One hundred million purple gold coins twice!"

Ye Tianze could see that Su Yuhan's hands were shaking, and he quickly reminded: "If you don't bid, the hammer will fall."

Only then did Su Yuhan remember, and he immediately entered his own price on the magic weapon, 101 million purple gold coins.

Qingqiu Yulan received the feedback immediately. She looked at the numbers on the magic weapon and the displayed price, which was a little weird.

But she quickly calmed down, glanced, and her eyes passed through countless monks and fell on Su Yuhan.

"The guest in the 16,000th seat, bid 101 million purple gold coins!" Qingqiu Yulan's voice was calm.

It seems to be encouraging, but as soon as these words came out, the whole auction room exploded in an instant.

People searched for a long time before they found Su Yuhan's location. Countless eyes fell on Su Yuhan.

Su Yu was sweating coldly, under the watchful eyes of so many monks, and most of them surpassed his monks.

There are also some hidden powerhouses. He is naturally very nervous. He even feels the killing intent, and there is almost no need to guess that this is from Box No. 1.

And some monks next to Su Yuhan were dumbfounded, and when they looked at him, they couldn't believe it.

"Crazy, 101 million, he has so many purple gold coins?"

"He must have, otherwise he won't be able to shoot, who dares to make trouble in the auction house, and he doesn't want to live!"

"You're so daring, why do people like this sit in the stands, and why don't they have a box?"

Listening to the people's discussions, Su Yuhan was trembling. At this moment, he already had the idea of ​​​​escaping, and the pressure was too great.

It was like a mountain, pressing down on him, and he couldn't breathe.

At this moment, a voice came from his ear, saying: "What are you afraid of, it's not that you have no money, no matter how bad it is, brother, I'll give you the bottom line."

Su Yuhan looked at Ye Tianze gratefully, but he knew that it was not as simple as that.

At this moment, Qingqiu Yulan dispelled his doubts and said, "One hundred and one million times..."