Since there was already an Evil Mist Grass, Fang Chen naturally had no interest in the one on the high platform. Moreover, he also greatly appreciated Bai Dongchi's ruined behavior of buying an evil mist grass with five thousand lower grade spirit stones.

"This thing will be given to you, as soon as you make a shot, it will be five thousand spirit stones, Bai Gongzi is extraordinary, and the Bai family is really generous. Fang Chen said loudly, the cold color on his face had long disappeared, and it seemed that it had never appeared. With a faint smile, he looked straight at the pavilion where Bai Dongchi was.

"Bai family, which Bai family?"

"Tsk, buy such a useless thing with five thousand spirit stones, hehe, it's interesting. ”

......

After Fang Chen's words fell, someone in the auction hall suddenly began to ridicule.

The Bai family, where Bai Dongchi is located, although its strength is not weak, has several powerhouses in the Huadan Realm. But this time, there are a lot of forces in the Haoyuan auction house, just like Mei Xianzong, and some of them are not something that the Bai family can offend at all.

And if it weren't for the Bai family's advantage in local power, they might not be able to enter the pavilion that represented the noble status. For some forces of the Bai family who know the roots, there is even more naked disdain on their faces.

Five thousand spirit stones, this is not a small amount, and for the Bai family, it can also be called a huge amount. However, this huge amount was used so easily in the battle of the will of Bai Dongchi, the young master of the Bai family.

Incompetence, garbage, family disgrace......

The sound of ridicule coming from the auction hall made Bai Dongchi's face pale, and the gloomy color in his eyes became more and more intense.

In fact, he wasn't so impulsive originally, the reason why he raised the Evil Mist Grass to five thousand grade spirit stones all at once was to humiliate Fang Chen, and the other was because he could see that Fang Chen cared very much about this Evil Mist Grass.

Since you care so much, I'll help you bleed.

It's just that what Bai Dongchi didn't expect was that Fang Chen would no longer compete in the end. This undoubtedly made him a little dumbfounded, it was equivalent to digging a pit by himself, and he was buried in the end.

Listening to the ridicule from all around, Bai Dongchi's face turned pale, and he snorted coldly, and simply used the formation in the pavilion to block the sound of the outside world.

After all, it was still in the auction hall, and the ridicule did not last long, and when the white-robed old man took out the next treasure, he once again attracted everyone's attention.

The auction was in full swing, and Fang Chen, who had already received the Evil Mist Grass, didn't have the heart to pay attention to the treasures in this auction, and with the financial resources in his hands, it was impossible to compete with others at all.

Thinking like this, he began to close his eyes and recuperate, preparing to wait until the auction was over, then leave the big mall with the evil mist grass and return to Fang's house to refine the antidote to the Heart Devouring Pill for Cicada.

And before that, of course, please beg that annoying guy.

Fang Chen raised his head and glanced in the direction of the attic where Bai Dongchi was, a cold glint flashing in his dark eyes. Previously, Bai Dongchi suddenly intervened horizontally, almost letting himself really miss out on the Evil Mist Grass, which had already caused the killing intent in Fang Chen's heart. Moreover, Fang Chen also knew very well that even if he didn't ask for trouble from the other party, that guy would definitely not let him go. Case......

"Then kill. Fang Chen's eyes drooped and he whispered to himself.

He had only been promoted to the Cave Heaven Realm from killing all the way, so naturally he would not be afraid of killing, but there was a faint excitement in his heart. It's just that......

"What about this guy?" Fang Chen glanced at Xia Lingyue beside him, and couldn't help frowning.

Since Bai Dongchi dared to come to find fault again, he must have found a strong person who thought he was enough to deal with him. is not a martial artist in the late stage of the Gangqi Realm, but there must also be a mid-stage Gang Qi Realm, maybe there is more than one person. At that time, once the fierce fight starts, he will not have the heart to take care of Xia Lingyue at all.

His eyebrows were furrowed, and just when Fang Chen was distressed, after he auctioned a few treasures again, the atmosphere at the auction changed subtly again. Many people stared firmly at the white-robed old man on the high platform, and his breath was slightly different from before, and even the sound of breathing in the field was a little heavier. Moreover, Fang Chen was keenly aware that the big forces in the pavilions had also cast their attention at this time.

All because the finale of this auction is about to come out!

What is the finale, that is the most precious thing in this auction, can be called the finale. In the past, the finale treasures in the Haoyuan card noodle field were generally powerful spiritual weapons, precious high-grade elixirs, or things like heavenly and earthly treasures. But this time is different, some well-informed people who already know what the finale is, are even more sparkling.

"Presumably everyone has also received the news, after a month, it will be the day when the Purple Yang Sect will open and accept disciples. How cruel the entrance assessment of the Purple Yang Sect is, there must be no need to say more here. And in direct proportion to it, once you pass the entry assessment and become a disciple of the Ziyang Sect, this is an earth-shattering creation of a carp leaping into the dragon gate for everyone. ”

"If you succeed, you will be created, and if you fail, you will fall. In order to fight for that line of anti-heaven creation, it is conceivable that within this month, how many geniuses from all over the world will frantically flock to the Purple Yang Sect. And in the entrance assessment of the Purple Yang Sect after January, how many people will fall. Geniuses gather to kill at the limit, who dares to say that they will definitely be able to pass the entrance assessment of the Ziyang Sect, and even be able to save their lives after losing in it, it is also a great ability. ”

The old man in the white robe spoke sonorously, stirring up the emotions of too many people. Many of them would not participate even though their age cultivation had far exceeded the limit in the Ziyang Sect's entry assessment. But if they can't stand it, there will inevitably be outstanding juniors in the forces behind them to participate. Some of these people are even their closest relatives.

Once it falls, it is a pain, a great loss, but it has to fight again.

"Master Mu Fang, what does this Purple Yang Sect's entry assessment have to do with this finale treasure?" someone asked.

It's not that everyone is well-informed and already knows what the finale treasure is.

"Of course it does. With a mysterious smile on his face, Master Mu Fang said slowly, word by word: "Because, this time, the finale treasure is a piece of ...... Ziyang Order!"

At the moment when the word "order" fell, Master Mu Fang held his palm, and in a flash of dazzling purple light, a token that looked like a stone but not a stone, and a token that looked like a jade but not a jade suddenly appeared in his hand.

The blue-gray token is extremely simple and simple, and there are only two dark gold characters on the palm-sized token.

"Ziyang!"

"Ziyang Order! The finale treasure this time turned out to be a piece of Ziyang Order!"

"Oh my God, with this Purple Yang Order, isn't it equivalent to having a predetermined quota for the Purple Yang Sect!"

......

The audience was in an uproar, and even in the always calm rows of pavilions, there was a strange fluctuation, and it was obvious that some of the big names could no longer control their emotions.

In the huge auction hall, the eyes of countless people were blazing, and they were full of salivation, thinking that if it weren't for reason telling them that using force in such a place was asking for their own death, I am afraid that someone would really be tempted to snatch it.

On the auction table, Master Mu Fang looked at the countless greedy eyes, and the warm smile on his face remained unchanged, and said, "Ziyang Ling, the auction price, 10,000 medium-grade spirit stones." ”

As soon as these words came out, the whole audience was stunned, and then there was a continuous sound of gasping cold air, 10,000 medium-grade spirit stones, such a huge number, there will definitely not be many people or forces present who can take it out.

Although he was a little surprised that this Purple Yang Order would be the finale treasure in this auction, Fang Chen couldn't help but shake his body when he heard the terrifying reserve price of this 10,000-grade spirit stone.

This is 10,000 mid-grade spirit stones, not any low-grade spirit stones, it is definitely a huge amount, even some sect forces with the Yuan Fetal Realm are extremely difficult to make up. And this is still in the case of breaking the muscles and bones, and even sacrificing some resources in the sect.

Ordinary forces are not even qualified to participate in the competition.

The treasure is still ...... Those who have money get it.

Fang Chen smiled bitterly and shook his head, in the dust, silver taels are very important, and it is difficult to even survive without them. For martial artists, this is not the case, but the silver taels in this are just replaced with spirit stones.

"No wonder there are so many big forces coming to this auction, it turns out that it is for this purple yang order. Fang Chen whispered to himself in his heart.

"This little thing is so valuable. Xia Lingyue was obviously also taken aback by this terrifying price, and the watery eyes stared straight at the purple sun order in the white-robed old man's hand, blinking non-stop.

She didn't know what the Ziyang Sect was, so she couldn't figure out how such an inconspicuous token could have such a terrifying price.

"Let's watch the show. Fang Chen said with a smile.

Although it is impossible for me to participate in it, it is also a good scene to see the big forces of all parties competing and fighting for the dragon.

Ordinary forces are not qualified to participate in this level of competition, and those big forces that really have the strength to participate in the competition often do not want to come out and make an offer at the beginning, they like to make a final decision at a critical time. Therefore, after the white-robed old man quoted the reserve price of the Ziyang Order, the auction hall fell into a short silence.

Of course, this did not last long.

After a few breaths, a hoarse voice came from a pavilion.

"Since everyone doesn't speak, the old man will be a bird and quote a price. Eleven thousand!"

The one who spoke was a thin old man wearing a gray-black robe with a skull emblazoned on it.

"This is the Dry Heaven Elder of the Netherworld Sect. ”

Someone recognized the identity of the wizened old man. And the Yin Netherworld Sect, where the old man belongs, is a powerful force that is not weaker than the Mei Immortal Sect.

"Haha, since Elder Kutian has made a good start, I, Qianyuan, am not welcome. Lang laughed, and a middle-aged man with a burly figure and a gleam in his eyes swept around, and suddenly spit out an astonishing price: "Twenty thousand!"