Is the price of 200 million high?

This is definitely a sky-high price for ordinary things, but it really isn't expensive at all now! After all, this is a legendary spiritual artifact, a real treasure that sharpens iron like clay.

"I'm out of 500 million. ”

A Yuan Infant Cultivator's eyes were extremely hot, you must know that the overall strength of the five Yuan Infant Cultivators is not very different now, if anyone can obtain this treasure, then he will become the first person in the real cultivation world.

"Six hundred million!"

Monks at the peak of the Golden Pill Stage also joined the auction, knowing that this might anger those Primal Infant Stage Monks, but they also knew what this artifact meant. Not to mention that they lost their family for this spiritual weapon, even if they gave their lives, they would not frown.

"Do you want to be so crazy?" An Fu looked depressed, he wanted to participate in the auction too, but now the price has soared to 600 million, even if he wants to auction it, he is powerless. Because everyone knows that the real local tyrant hasn't opened his mouth yet.

"Billion. Xuan Zhenzi spoke, his eyes were extremely determined. He had to get this spiritual weapon, on the one hand, he could strengthen his strength, and on the other hand, he could please Zhao Xiaoning, which was the best of both worlds.

"1.5 billion!" Gu Yong couldn't hold back the excitement in his heart. As the president of the Association of Cultivators of the Three Eastern Provinces, the wealth in his hands is still very amazing, let's just say that the five-hundred-year-old ginseng before, that thing was all taken out by him, and he still has a lot of medicinal materials of this grade in his hands.

"Three billion!"

An old man speaking Cantonese spoke.

"Thirty and five billion!"

"Four billion. ”

Many people participated in it, and each time the minimum price was not less than 500 million, and the money seemed to have become a bunch of useless numbers in their eyes.

In fact, if you think about it carefully, it is much easier for cultivators to make money than ordinary people, even if they have amazing wealth in their hands, billions are really nothing to them.

"Five billion!"

Xuan Zhenzi's voice was trembling, this is all his assets, if he can't shoot this treasure for five billion, then he will definitely regret it for life.

"Fifty-five. Gu Yong leaned lazily on the table and chair, looking intently at the long sword in Yao Jing's hand, his mood was surging, he had already thought about it, if he could get this thing, he would definitely use Zhao Xiaoning's blood to sacrifice the sword. Of course, he will also snatch the position of the leader of the cultivators, and then command the heroes to embark on a path of hegemony.

After 5.5 billion, the monks who had made the previous offer all gave up the bidding, and this price was not something that ordinary people could afford.

"Sixty. ”

At this time, Qin Kangyou spoke for the first time. He didn't participate in the bidding before, and in his opinion, the real powerhouses are the finale, isn't it?

Of course, Qin Kangyou is not the only one who has this kind of thought, an old man who speaks in northern Shaanxi and has more than a dozen mines under his hand said: "Eight and eight billion!"

Local tyrants.

This is a real tyrant.

", a monk of the eighth layer of the Jindan stage dares to participate in the auction, even if you can auction it, what can you do? Can you really own this treasure?" Gu Yong's eyes were cold, and he scolded the old man in his heart for not knowing how to lift.

But taking a step back, if he gets this thing, it's a good thing, he can kill him, and then take this spiritual weapon for himself.

"I'm so witty!"

Gu Yong was glad in his heart for his wit, not only did he not spend a penny, but he even got a spiritual weapon, which is the best of both worlds!

Hearing the price of 8.8 billion, a cold light flashed in Qin Kangyou's eyes, he thought that after he made a bid, these people would give him a face, but he didn't expect that there would be someone who would increase the price, and it would increase by 2.8 billion at one time, this is to eat this spiritual weapon with an iron heart, this is a slap in the face!

"I'm out of ninety-five billion!"

Qin Kangyou said lightly.

Hearing this, the atmosphere at the scene suddenly became quiet, and no one even dared to gasp loudly.

Nine and a half billion?

Why did Qin Kangyou pay 9.5 billion?

He could have come up with other numbers!

Obviously, Qin Kangyou is planning to overwhelm people with power, you must know that the number ninety-five has another meaning, which represents the dignity of ninety-five. Now that Qin Kangyou has just become the leader of the Huaxia cultivators, who would dare to bid with him? At this time, the auction is not a bidding, but a rebellion!

Qin Kangyou was very shameless, but no one dared to violate his words, his own strength was very strong, if he obtained this spiritual weapon, he would definitely become an invincible existence.

The old man who spoke before shook his head helplessly, he was ruthless that his cultivation was insufficient, if he had a first-level cultivation in the Yuan Infant Stage, he would not be so jealous of the other party.

All right.

Even if he has the cultivation of the peak of the Jindan period, he dares to continue to bid, the wealth in his hands is amazing, he is definitely an invisible tyrant, and even Qin Kangyou is nothing in front of him. It's just that Nai's cultivation is too weak, and even if he takes this thing, it will be difficult to compete with Qin Kangyou.

"Ninety-five billion is the highest price at present, I wonder if there is a higher price than ninety-five billion?" asked Yao Jing with a smile.

There was silence in the audience.

Yao Jing said: "Since there is no one to bid, then this spiritual weapon will be auctioned by Senior Qin." ”

As soon as these words came out, the scene suddenly burst into applause. Although none of the monks present wanted to applaud, they had to say no?

"Senior Qin, transfer the money to this account, and this spiritual weapon is yours. Yao Jing walked off the stage and handed Qin Kangyou an anonymous savings card from a Swiss bank, which Zhao Xiaoning had just given them.

Qin Kangyou snorted, and was not angry because Yao Jing asked him for money, because those people before all paid the money with one hand and delivered the goods with the other.

"Ding!"

Qin Kangyou's efficiency was very fast, and Zhao Xiaoning received the transfer information in less than a minute. Nine and a half billion, no more, no less, was also transferred from an account in a Swiss bank.

received 9.5 billion at once, and to be honest, Zhao Xiaoning was very excited, because he had never made so much money in his life. This money will not only solve his immediate needs, but also do a lot of things.

Is only Zhao Xiaoning happy?

No, no, no, Qin Kangyou was even more excited than him, this old man held the hilt of the sword, and gently stroked the sword body like a treasure, with an excited expression on his face.

Bang!

At this moment, a dull loud bang suddenly sounded. The sudden loud noise frightened everyone, and then they all looked in the direction where the sound came from.

At this time, the two doors of the banquet hall had been kicked open by brute force, and more than a dozen middle-aged people walked in with sneers on their faces.

"Who are you, are you here looking for death?" Qin Kangyou shouted angrily.

The middle-aged man at the head grinned, "Who are we? Didn't you discuss finding a leader to deal with us before?"

Qin Kangyou was taken aback: "You are ancient martial artists?"

(End of chapter)