The moment the Nether Dragon Bone flew onto the stone frame, a powerful dragon power suddenly spread out from it, and these dragon powers seemed to have been held back for a long time, and rushing out at this time actually caused a gust of wind to blow in the entire square!

The wind did not stop, and six figures fell from the sky and landed in front of the Netherworld Dragon Bone, in front of the six strong men. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info Luan Tian squinted and took a closer look, it turned out to be five old men and a middle-aged man, and the cultivation of these six people was actually a saint!

"Ka~Ka~"

Before many people could open their eyes, a bean-popping sound came from around the keel, the tension created when a long period of compression suddenly returned to its normal size. The tension is so strong that it's frightening!

Many monks could not help but exclaim:

"Tsk~tsk~ The Netherworld Dragon Bone really lives up to its reputation, if you can get it and make it into a long bow, it must be an infinitely powerful top-grade spirit treasure!"

A middle-aged male cultivator with slender hands sighed, his storage bag was bulging, and the shape was indeed a bow and arrow, and he was a monk with a bow.

"Phew, phew, tyrannical things, tyrannical things! The Netherworld Dragon Bone is a rare medicinal material, and it is used to refine medicine to make the best use of it..."

An old man beside Gong Xiu stroked the sparse beard at the corner of his mouth, and glanced at Gong Xiu with a proud demeanor.

Luan Tian naturally knew some of the mysteries of the keel, but he was very unfamiliar with this nether keel. He didn't know what was so unique about the Nether Dragonbone, and he didn't even know where the Nether Dragon Bone came from!

And the millet in the Qiankun Ring, after seeing the Netherworld Dragonbone, the light in his eyes became even brighter, and it always stared at the Netherworld Dragonbone on the stone frame, without blinking his eyes.

After feeling the prying eyes of Luan Tian's divine sense, Xiaomi took his eyes off the Netherworld Dragon Bone, glanced at Luan Tian, and then whispered a few words to Luan Tian. Only then did Luan Tian notice that this Netherworld Dragon Bone was by no means as simple as the remains of a dragon!

This longbow shape is supposed to be the backbone of this dragon, and at the end of this backbone, a short tailbone is clearly visible! Looking at its head again, at first glance it seems to be a quick bone bump, but if you look closely, you can still vaguely see the shadow of a dragon head!

This Nether Dragon's Bone is a basically complete dragon skeleton!

When the dragon clan is about to fall, it will generally go to the dragon mound that has been prepared for a long time, and then give birth to the next generation, so as to pass it on from generation to generation. The number of dragons is already scarce, and this "immortal" talent makes dragon bones extremely rare.

It is impossible to explore how this dragon died, but just looking at the skeleton of this dragon bone, there is a different feeling from the ordinary, and this feeling, Luan Tian also has!

"Smack!"

At this moment, I could only hear a loud voice on the stage, and the folding fan in Wei Ji's hand was opened, and the black fine iron fan bone was shining with a ghostly light.

Wei Ji shook the fan a few times, smiled, and said loudly:

"Many of the Taoist friends present may know the contemptible people, under is the owner of the Wanhua Building in Jiuqu Town, Wei Ji, my building is fortunate to occasionally get the ghost keel, today is here to hold an auction, thanks to all Taoist friends to appreciate the light..."

As he spoke, Wei Ji put away the folding fan, inserted it behind his back, raised his hands and clenched his fists to the audience, and a noisy sound of promise immediately sounded in the audience. I saw the smile on Wei Ji's face fade, and continued:

"However, because this Netherworld Dragon Bone is a rare treasure and has not appeared for thousands of years, the rules of the auction are also a bit special, and I ask for your understanding."

"The auction is naturally the one with the highest price, but to auction this Nether Dragon Bone, in addition to having enough spirit stones in terms of financial resources, we also have some requirements for the holder..."

As he spoke, Wei Ji waved the sleeve of his robe and pointed at the six monks who had descended from the sky behind him. These six monks sat cross-legged in front of the Nether Dragon's Bone, their eyes always closed, and they didn't say a word, but the coercion emanating from the six of them was enough to shock the audience!

Invite six saints to sit in the town, such a battle is extremely rare, what is this for? Just when everyone was speculating, they only heard Wei Ji continue to say loudly:

"We require that the ultimate holder of the Netherworld Dragon Bone also need to have a certain prestige, at least it should be an elder or above in each sect, as for the cultivation, these six are the referees invited by my Wanhualou, and they will make the final decision, who has such qualifications."

Before Wei Ji's words fell, there was a burst of dissatisfied boos from the audience, and some people threw up their sleeves and turned to leave. In fact, for those who left, most of the spirit stones in their pockets may not be enough, and their cultivation is not high.

People are like this, they are often reluctant to face the cruel and real truth, they prefer a so-called "step", this "step" makes them feel faced. In fact, whether it is face or steps, you still need to fight for it yourself in the end.

Of course, the strange rules of Wanhualou in Jiuqu Town made Luan Tian suspicious in his heart, he had never heard of such rules! But why?

Luan Tian didn't believe that there would be a causal effect, but he couldn't take care of these things now, seeing Xiaomi's expression, Luan Tian had already decided to take down this Netherworld Dragon Bone no matter what!

Just as Luan Tian was thinking, as many as thirty percent of the monks in the square had left. Some of them left in anger, while others hesitated to take a step, and after taking a few steps, they stopped and looked around.

The performance of these monks seemed to have been expected by Wei Ji, and a faint smile returned to his face, and a trace of coldness flashed in his ice-blue eyes. The corners of his mouth rose slightly, gently shook the folding fan in his hand, calmly looked at everything in the audience, and did not say a word.

After everyone gradually calmed down, the folding fan in Wei Ji's hand was put away again, he hugged his fist at everyone, and said loudly:

"Congratulations to all of you who remained, the auction begins!"

Trading is like this, buying and selling freely, no one forces anyone, and those who stay are naturally tacitly accepted the rules proposed by Wei Ji. At this time, the first bid has already shouted:

"A million spirit stones!"

"Two million!"

Before the first bidder could completely shut his mouth, the new bid trampled his price under his feet.

"Three million spirit stones!"

"I'll give out four million spirit stones!"

"Five million!!"

・・・・・・

The Wu clone looked at all this coldly, his lips tightly closed, and he never made a bid. Luan Tian himself stood at the back of the crowd, also calmly observing all this, the time was not yet yet.

At this time, the price had already been shouted to eight million spirit stones.

"I'll give out 10 million spirit stones!!"

An old woman with gray hair on crutches shouted out a rather frightening number, this person's cultivation is a quasi-holy realm. However, Luan Tian could see at a glance that this was a mermaid monk, and although her appearance was deliberately dressed up, her age was only fifty years old.

"Twenty million spirit stones!!

Just when many people were still hesitating whether to increase the price, a loud voice echoed in the square, and a monk doubled the price at once, and everyone followed the sound to look sideways...