This trade fair not only pits others, but also pits yourself!

The fox's heart was dripping blood, especially after seeing Song Lian's smile, his desire to kill and share the spoils became higher and higher.

A powerful power grunted around the spiritual artifact and discussed for a long time before it gradually subsided, and the expression on his face was very nervous. Song Lian knew that it was almost over, so he stepped forward and clapped his hands: "Everyone, the auction starts now." The reserve price is 50,000 spirit stones, and the price increase is not less than 1,000 spirit stones each time. ”

The price was increased by one thousand spirit stones at a time, but fortunately, it was not ten thousand spirit stones, and the faces of those people were obviously much lighter.

"Let me explain first, although this spirit weapon is also very useful as a weapon, but after all, it is missing another short sword. So its biggest role now is to self-detonate. How to use the end depends on how you grasp it. As soon as Song Lian's words fell, he held a small hammer in his hand.

"Fifty-one thousand spirit stones. "As soon as the first person speaks, the rest of the people will follow.

After a while, the price rose to 70,000 high-grade spirit stones. It is clear that the auction has reached a fever pitch at this time. Song Lian was so happy that he almost wanted to jump, but now he was holding a stable and reliable identity, and he couldn't enjoy it.

The remaining bidders are almost all top bosses, and at this time, they are all blushing and thick-necked, and no one will let anyone. An Baobao looked at it with big eyes, the Hehuan Sect, the Yumiao Sect, the Qingyun Sect, heh, and his own Tianmen Sect!

There are still a few bigwigs left in Wenyu, Dangu and other places. An Baobao was thinking in his heart, the person from the Jade Miao Sect who seemed to be Elder Sikong, ally, couldn't be pitted. His own Tianmen Sect should not be pitted. After counting it in circles, it was found that the ones who could pit were still the Hehuan Sect and the Qingyun Sect.

An Baobao's eyes rolled, and then lowered his voice and replaced it with a deep male voice, and walked to the front desk.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the seniors just ordered it, and the seventy thousand spirit stones are almost there. The rest of you can take out one of your own treasures for the seniors to admire. If the seniors fancy any of them, they will leave and collect 70,000 spirit stones. In an instant, this sixth-order spiritual weapon belonged to that person. ”

The rest of you look at me, I look at you, but I'm quite satisfied with this proposal. After all, the spirit stones they carry are limited, and they don't know what treasures they will have in the future. It would be a shame to miss out on something better for this one.

Luo An'an took a step forward to collect treasures, some things were spiritual weapons, some things were pills, and some were cheats, and they looked at An Baobao one by one. However, I only paid attention to the treasures of the Qingyun Sect and the Hehuan Sect, tsk, it's pretty good. This greatly calmed the heart of a certain money-hungry fox.

As soon as An Baobao entered the room, he immediately threw himself into the arms of the shovel officer, and was soft and coquettish: "Jiuqing, there are so many spirit stones!"

Mo Jiuxiao rubbed the little thing's head: "It's all Luo Luo's." ”

A certain fox pouted: "No, that guy Song Lian is estimated to be able to get a lot of money!"

"He couldn't take much. Mo Jiuxiao smiled faintly, no matter how An Baobao asked, he didn't say anything.

"Jiuqing, do you see if this spiritual weapon should be given to the old demon woman of the Hehuan Sect or to the nasty old man of the Qingyun Sect?" Luo An'an weighed the treasures of the two of them in his hands.

"Whoever Luo likes can stay. Mo Jiuxiao doted on the tangled fox, and was cute by the little guy again.

Luo An'an had a bad stomach: "The baby really wants to kill the old woman at one time, but I think it's better to get wet with rain and dew." ”

After speaking, Luo Anan picked up a spiritual weapon from the boss of the Qingyun Sect.

"That's it!"