As the words fell, I saw a young figure slowly walking to the front of the window in the fifth chamber.

"Huh, isn't this Xiang Tianhua, the Holy Son of the First Cloud Holy Land?"

"He's here too!"

In the auction room, when the young man was recognized, many people's faces were surprised.

This is one of the top wizards of the young generation in the Eastern Wilderness, the Holy Son of the First Cloud Holy Land.

It is an existence that can be compared with the immortal body thunder thousand and the heavenly holy body!

"It's greasy! Even the Holy Son of Chuyun is involved, this ancient sword, I'm afraid there is something really mysterious!" someone couldn't help but speak.

"How is this guy. At the same time, in the No. 3 chamber, Wang Ruyuan couldn't help frowning slightly.

Liu Mubai was puzzled, "What's wrong with him?"

Wang Ruyuan said, "You don't know, this guy specializes in collecting some strange things, and it has reached the point of extreme madness, but whatever he wants, there is nothing that the guy can't get, and now he is also participating in the bidding for this ancient sword......"

"Regardless of him, you will look at me later, although the price will be increased. Mo Xinchen said.

"Do you really want to fight to the end?" Wang Ruyuan's brows furrowed even more.

The other party is a holy son, the top wizard in the world in the Eastern Wilderness, in terms of financial resources, how can ordinary people compete with him?

"I'll give 160,000!"

At this moment, in the hall on the first floor, another old man participated.

As soon as the old man's voice fell, he saw the Chuyun Holy Son smile and said, "Two hundred thousand!"

"What?!"

"Two hundred thousand!"

"It's too extravagant, from 160,000 to 200,000!"

"It's like throwing the stone as if it were an ordinary stone!"

In the auction hall, many people couldn't help but be in an uproar, and they had to admire the courage of the Holy Son of Chuyun.

I'm afraid that only someone like him can pay such a high price for an unopened Dao Weapon Sword, right?

"Two hundred and fifty thousand!"

However, while everyone was talking, in the third chamber, Wang Ruyuan's voice came out again.

"Wow!"

"Did I hear me right?"

"Two hundred and fifty thousand!"

"I added 50,000 at once!"

"Who are these people, for a Taoist ......"

The audience suddenly burst into an uproar, completely exploding the pot, and everyone's faces showed incomparable surprise.

And after hearing this price, the Holy Son of Chuyun, who originally had a hint of a smile on his face, finally restrained his smile, he glanced at the location of the third wing, and then said, "Three hundred thousand!"

"Is this a bar?"

"Oh my God, 300,000!"

"It is worthy of the Holy Son of Chuyun, as long as it is something that he likes, there is almost nothing that he can't get!"

"This kind of courage is not something that ordinary people can take. ”

"It depends on whether the people in the third room will continue to increase the price. ”

"It shouldn't be added, right? It's already 300,000, far more than the value of this ancient sword, who is okay ......"

"Five...... 500,000!"

In the midst of everyone's discussions, in the third chamber, Wang Ruyuan's voice came out again.

Even he himself couldn't help but be taken aback after hearing the price Mo Xinchen said.

Isn't that a bit of a big deal?

500,000 Xuanshi ......

Regardless of the rest, this amount is no longer something that ordinary people can get, where did Mo Xinchen get so many Xuan Stones?

"Huh?"

As soon as this price came out, the whole audience suddenly boiled, and the Holy Son of Chuyun frowned even more, he narrowed his eyes, stared at the location of the third wing, and was silent for a while before he said, "My friend is really courageous." ”

With that, he turned and sat back in his place, no longer intending to bid.

"Even the Holy Son of Chuyun has admitted defeat, who is the person in the third chamber?"

"It sounds like a very young voice, in terms of financial resources, in the Eastern Wilderness, among the younger generation, apart from those saint-level figures, who else can compete with the Holy Son of Chuyun?"

"Listening to the voice, this person is obviously not the Holy Son of the Zhou family, nor is he asking the Holy Son Lei Qianjue, who is he?"

In the auction hall, everyone couldn't help but wonder, and they all desperately wanted to know what the person sitting in the third room was about.

"If the price is only increased in anger, this is inevitably a little unwise, not to mention the loss of wealth, and it offends the Holy Son of Chuyun because of this. Someone shook his head, no matter who the person in the third chamber was, in their opinion, the other party should not compete with the Holy Son of Chuyun like this.

Offending a Son is not a simple matter.

In the end, Ning Shuang, who presided over the auction, asked a small servant to send the ancient sword to the third chamber, and after Mo Xinchen took out 500,000 Xuanshi and handed it over to the other party, the deal was reached, and the little servant also retreated.

Soon, the auction continued, and after auctioning a few things one after another, what Mo Xinchen didn't expect was that another piece of desolate artifact was taken out for auction.

This is a big ring knife, is a person who likes to collect magic weapons entrusted to take it to auction, this knife is also after he got a piece of strange iron, specially looking for someone to help build it, after the creation of it, this big ring knife has been collected by that person to this day, just a hundred years old, has become a wasted weapon.

Because this person is in urgent need of Xuanshi recently, he has to take out some of his own collection for auction, and the Big Ring Knife is one of them.

"This knife is very well maintained, the blade is shiny, and extremely sharp, and it is a Taoist weapon...... I'll pay 100,000 Xuanshi!" Soon, someone began to bid.

"One hundred thousand!"

"One hundred and twenty thousand!"

After all, it is an intact Dao weapon, this kind of thing, in normal times, has a price, but now it is taken out for auction, and naturally many people compete.

"One hundred and fifty thousand!"

And at this moment, in the No. 3 chamber, Wang Ruyuan's voice came out again.

"What?"

"It's the people in the third compartment again!"

"Who the hell is he? He spent 500,000 Xuanshi to shoot an unopened ancient sword, and now he can even take out 150,000 Xuanshi to shoot this big ring knife!"

"Made, after 20 years of hard work, I have earned less than 100,000 Xuanshi, and as soon as people open their mouths, it is 150,000 and 500,000, which is really more popular than people! I am just a waste!" a middle-aged man complained.

"One hundred and eighty thousand. ”

While everyone was talking, the voice of the Holy Son of Chuyun came from the fifth chamber.

"Oh, the Holy Son of Chuyun has also increased the price. ”

"Interesting, I'm afraid these two people are really on the bar, I don't know who will win in the end this time. ”

"The people in the third chamber took 500,000 Xuanshi to shoot away the ancient sword before, and now there shouldn't be many Xuanshi on his body, I'm afraid he can't compete for the Holy Son of Chuyun, and he has already backed down once just now, if the Holy Son of Chuyun doesn't shoot the big ring knife this time, it will be too embarrassing, most of him is determined to win this time!"

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