A batch of fifty blue stones has been auctioned, Han Long has a very peculiar place, in other places of auctions, the organizers of the conference, are trying their best to persuade everyone to auction off the auctioned things, boasting, exaggeration is often a common means, but the gambling stones here are completely different styles. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info81

All the people who participate in the gambling stone, regardless of men and women, old and young, human race, immortal race, demon race and even other races, do not need the organizer of the conference to lobby, they do not hesitate to participate in the bidding, its fanaticism, with the word crazy to describe, is not an exaggeration, the kind of scramble, for fear of missing the treasure, is simply incomprehensible.

However, looking at the different forces in the field, looking at the greed in the eyes of those people, Han Long was also relieved, if it weren't for this, I am afraid that these forces would never give up, and only by gambling on the stones that seemed to be unfair, but in fact they were very fair, they could take out a part of the blue gems for auction and put them up for auction, so that they could satisfy these large and small forces.

After all the fifty blue stones were auctioned off, the wooden stakes where the blue stones were placed did not fall, and after a while, Bai Ruoshui appeared on the high platform again, her eyes slowly turned around in the field, and said lightly: "Please come to the stage of the person who took the blue stone just now, and open the stone on the spot!"

As soon as the words fell, fifty people flew to the high platform, only to see them appear in front of the fifty people wearing cyan armor who were standing around the high platform in the order in which they were taken, (those who support the dream is too illusory, please go to the "3G Book City" to vote for this book) They handed over the storage bags in their hands to those wearing armor, and those people counted the spars in the storage bags one by one, and after confirming that the number of spars was correct, they handed over the black turtle shell-like utensils in their hands to the buyer.

Fifty people with turtleshell-like objects in their hands soon came to the blue stone they had photographed, and although each was dressed differently, each of them showed nervous expressions, and some even trembled slightly with excitement.

As for the others on and off the field, they were also very nervous, and everyone's eyes were focused on the high platform.

Han Long's eyes were also staring at the stage at this time.

After a few breaths, one of the people on the stage moved, he took a deep breath, put the artifact in his hand on the blue stone, the artifact suddenly began to vibrate, bursts of sound like gold and iron scraping each other immediately sounded, from time to time there was gravel powder falling from the artifact, obviously, this turtle shell-shaped artifact is a magic weapon specially used to cut blue stone.

These people, controlling the magic weapon, stopped from time to time, looked at the blue stone inside, and then continued to cut, and the harsh sound on the high platform came and went.

Slowly, 6 people stopped cutting, took the magic weapon from the stake, and immediately nervously fiddled with the rubble, but after thoroughly examining all the blue fragments, the expressions on their faces instantly collapsed, some of them were pale, some of them were crying, as if their father had died.

Seeing such expressions, how could everyone not know that the blue stone in the hands of these people was undoubtedly a worthless piece of waste stone.

Hundreds of thousands of crystals dissipated in an instant, such a blow can definitely make people collapse, and it couldn't be more appropriate to describe it as a thought of hell.

"These fools, it's so pitiful, they actually bought waste stones, I can only blame them for having no eyes, hehe!"

"It's all shattered like this, what hope is there?

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The voices of discussion in the audience suddenly spread everywhere, falling into the well, gloating, sympathizing, and all kinds of chaotic voices were mixed together.

As the last man stopped, he batched fifty blue stones, and finally ended up finding nothing.

The last one to stop was an old man standing in front of the No. 49 stone, only to see him hanging his head dejectedly, with an unwilling face, his eyes staring at the gravel powder in front of him, (support the dream is too illusory, please go to the "3G Book City" to vote for this book) suddenly gritted his teeth and raised the magic weapon in his hand again, covering the last corner of the gravel, after a few sharp friction sounds, a trace of golden light suddenly appeared in the magic weapon, and then the golden light gradually brightened, the old man was startled, and his eyes widened.

"Look, there's a golden glow!"

The sharp-eyed man suddenly shouted, and suddenly, it attracted everyone's attention, and the sound of surprise was everywhere.

"Really, there's a golden glow!

"I didn't expect this old guy to pick up a bargain! That blue stone was originally wanted to be photographed, but I hesitated at the last moment, it was really a blood mold that had poured eight lifetimes! Otherwise, I would have been rich today!"

After the old man was shocked, his face quickly showed an excited look, and he was about to continue cutting the gravel, when an abrupt sound suddenly sounded in the field.

"This fellow Daoist, I am willing to give 900,000 high-grade spars, why don't you give me the broken stone in your hand?"

It was the voice coming from the eighteenth box, and it was obvious that the other party was also betting on this golden light!

Hearing this, the old man was stunned for a moment, his face changed, obviously, he was weighing whether to sell or not to sell!

In the end, he gritted his teeth and didn't say a word, the magic weapon in his hand was pressed down again, and the sharp friction sound sounded again, and the gravel became smaller and smaller in the magic weapon, and when the magic weapon finally stopped running, the golden light that emerged had become extremely dazzling.

At the top of the stake, a thumb-sized, golden metal fragment lay there quietly, a sharp and incomparable momentum, straight into the sky, as if it could poke a hole in the sky, obviously, this metal fragment is an extremely powerful thing.

The old man's face seemed to freeze, the muscles on his face trembled a few times, his lips moved, as if he was muttering to himself, and after a few breaths, an ecstatic smile finally appeared on his face.

"Hahaha, I didn't expect the old man to finally open a treasure, hahaha, the sky does not live up to me, the sky does not live up to me!" The old man looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, like crazy.

The image of the old man finally opened a metal fragment, which was recorded by the surrounding water curtain Tianhua technique, and the atmosphere of the entire venue was suddenly detonated, and the sound of surprise and uproar sounded again, this time, most of it became envy, jealousy, longing, etc.

"This fellow Daoist, I am willing to give 1.5 million high-grade spars, this piece of metal, sell it to me!"

This metal fragment looks like a part of a sword, their three-in-one sword sect is known for its swordsmanship, seeing this thing, especially this ancient thing, how can it still hold on, I can't wait to rush to the stage immediately and take the metal fragment for myself!

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