"Start now!" Zhao Tianren's face did not change at all, like a cold coffin board, and directly announced the beginning.

Swish!

A primordial monk took the lead on the high platform.

Miao didn't see the slightest change in his expression, but looked at the middle-aged Yuanying monk on the high platform.

Zhen Haitu's face was calm, without the arrogance that most young people have, like an old monk in a fixed place, with his eyes closed, not looking at the stage, and not looking at anyone.

"In the lower West Sea Wang Yun!" said him, hugging his fist to everyone and being polite.

Swish!

In front of him, a tiny golden needle suddenly appeared.

The moment this golden needle appeared, it seemed to sting the divine sense, and all the observers of the divine consciousness felt pain all over their heads as if they had been pricked by a needle.

Looking at everyone's reactions, a smile appeared on the corner of Wang Yun's mouth, this is exactly the effect he wants, and this is how it will attract more people to bid.

"This treasure is called the Killing God Needle!Pseudo-Immortal Treasure!" Wang Yun snorted coldly.

"Pseudo Immortal Treasure!" Miao was shocked.

Immortal treasure is almost a legendary thing, unless it is handed down by ancient immortals, otherwise the current monks, even if they are cultivated high, they cannot make it, and the doorway in it is not known to outsiders.

But the current monks can make pseudo-immortal treasures according to the essence of the immortal treasure!

Although the power of the pseudo-immortal treasure is not as strong as the real immortal treasure, it can be made, and although the number is not much, the god transformation monk can basically do one piece per person.

Even some pseudo-immortal treasures are so powerful that they are better than some ordinary low-grade immortal treasures, pseudo-immortal treasures, which has become one of the goals pursued by many monks!

"Kill the god needle, ask for five hundred

Ten Thousand Spirit Stones!" Wang Yun snorted coldly, he was not afraid of anyone coming to snatch it, he knew that this was the home of the Lingbao Pavilion, so the Lingbao Pavilion had the right to ensure their safety.

"I'll give five million two million!" immediately a monk shouted.

"Five and a half million!" someone looked at it hotly, and immediately bid.

"Six million!" Everyone can see the power of this treasure clearly, so if you can get this treasure, then the combat power will inevitably rise to a higher level!

In just half a pillar of incense, the price of the Killing God Needle was shouted to as many as seven and a half million spirit stones!

Miao doesn't see smashing his tongue, seven and a half million spirit stones, enough to cultivate more than a dozen Yuanying monks, but it is such a pseudo-immortal treasure, the value of the future, but far more than a dozen Yuanying monks, the monk's pursuit of combat power can be seen!

In the end, at a price of 7.9 million, the Killing God Needle was patted by an old man in the late stage of the Yuan Infant Great Perfection, traded on the spot, and tested on the spot.

Wang Yun carried a large number of spirit stones, and immediately left here, it is good to have money, but it is also necessary to have a life flower!

Just after Wang Yun left here, a beautiful girl walked on the high platform.

At this time, the audience suddenly sounded a hooligan whistle.

Miao didn't see it and pouted, man! No matter what kind of cultivation it is, as long as it is not the group of dead eunuchs in the Yinyang Gate, there will always be something, but some people have noble morals and hide them, and some people release their nature and become hooligans.

The girl's face showed disgust, but she did not get angry, in her place, when such a situation was encountered, it was too much!

"Qingyunmen Murong Wan'er!Half a low-grade immortal treasure!" Murong Wan'er was light

Give a bow, then flick your wrist.

Swish!

A flash of light made everyone unable to open their eyes, and this blue light instantly filled the entire platform.

Miao Bu was slightly stunned, blue was Lan Lin's favorite color, this light made Miao Bu think of Lan Lin, and couldn't help but be a little silent.

In a short moment, Lan Mang disappeared, and everyone saw clearly that a blue bracelet appeared in Murong Wan'er's hand.

It seems that this bracelet is extremely ordinary, and there is nothing surprising about it, but a fairy treasure, if it is not unexpected, it will become a joke!

"This bracelet was obtained by the little woman by accident, and it can integrate supernatural powers into it, and it can accommodate eighty-one supernatural powers at the same time! It is comparable to the release of its deity!" Murong Wan'er's face remained unchanged, and she opened her mouth lightly.

"Oh, it's really a fairy treasure! If you can have this thing, please inject a spell with great power, and you will almost get a life-saving thing!"

Everyone couldn't help whispering, people cherish their lives quite a lot, so seeing such a fairy treasure at this moment, a group of people couldn't help but be moved.

Of course, these tempting ones are all backgrounds behind them.

Because of this kind of thing, if there is no advanced cultivator willing to inject spells, it is basically useless.

Miao didn't see it, and his heart was also a little moved.

First, this thing is blue, presumably Lan Lin will like it very much, and secondly, this thing can store spells, if you buy it, store eighty-one Heavenly Eyes that are comparable to the power of the gods, and when the time comes, even if you meet an infant monk, you can temporarily save your life.

"This thing...... Ask for 10 million spirit stones!" Murong Wan'er said.

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Ten million! crazy!" someone exclaimed.

"Is she being stupid to someone else!" someone immediately exclaimed.

At the moment, it's all talking, and no one is willing to bid.

"I'll give 10 million...... Zero one spirit stone!" At this moment, Miao didn't see a faint opening.

Murong Wan'er cast a grateful glance at Miao Bu.

Although Miao didn't see this zero spirit stone, it was a bit of a thing, but after all, someone made a bid, which avoided Murong Wan'er's embarrassment.

"Eleven million!" someone immediately shouted.

"Eleven million and one spirit stones!" Miao Bu continued to shout.

"Twelve million!" someone shouted again, it seemed that the atmosphere on the field was driven by Miao Buying, and everyone who was not optimistic about it joined the fierce bidding at this moment.

In just one stick of incense, the price has soared to 20 million high-grade spirit stones!

This number, for this bracelet, is obviously a bit much.

But these people who are shouting for the price are all elders or relatives who are advanced cultivators, or they are dominant, or they are the ancestors of the sect, and no one wants others to look down on them.

"Twenty million and one spirit stones!" Miao Bu sat on the stone pillar and said lightly.

"Damn, you're sick!" someone scolded angrily.

"That's it!" immediately someone followed.

After a while, the field turned into a scolding war, and everyone was full of resentment against Miao Xiang above, and Miao Xiang didn't see this way of bidding, which made them uncomfortable.

Could it be that when the time comes, let others say that they were defeated in the hands of Miao Wei because of a spirit stone? ?

Joke!

Who are they? Either the descendants of the infant turned into power, or the second and third generations of the sect, will they not be able to produce a spirit stone?