Fan Jing, who was beside Aunt Ya, almost had a black eye and fainted in her seat. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info her heart trembled and said: "She still has money, she still has money, how is this possible, how is this possible, this is impossible......"

Qiqi was excited, and sure enough, Elder Ya didn't let herself down, she bargained, she bargained. Ha ha. It is true that people cannot be seen, and the sea water cannot be measured. Why is this product so rich? Where did she get all this money? Coupled with the previous few things, she has spent nearly two trillion spirit stones, and now she is asking for another 1.5 trillion yuan, so to speak, her financial strength is more than 3.5 trillion yuan. Her financial strength alone is simply beyond the sum of our entire Ethereal Sect. Does Master Qin know about this? She must not know. However, Elder Ya, if you do this, aren't you afraid that Master Qin will be angry? The auction held by my Ethereal Sect is just to make money from other sects, why are we embarrassed by doing this? However, I only care about you so much, I just need to mention it, hahahaha.

"Fifteen trillion once, is there anyone still bidding? Is there anyone else bidding? Qiqi shouted excitedly.

"Sixteen hundred billion!" Private room eight roared. The No. 8 private room knew that Aunt Ya was not a fuel-efficient lamp, and by this time, she still had money.

Before Qiqi could shout, Aunt Ya shouted: "One hundred thousand hundred billion!" ”

After Aunt Ya called, everyone looked at the No. 8 private room. I saw that after being silent for a while, the No. 8 private room shouted: "1800 billion!" ”

"Two trillion!" Aunt Ya said lightly, aiming to win. Anyway, Kitayama said that he should let go of the call, and she didn't feel any pressure at all. She was also curious about why Kitayama was so rich.

Two trillion?

All the people who attended the auction were going crazy. Once again, this nun surprised them all. How much money does this man have?

The No. 8 private room suddenly shouted: "Three trillion! ”

Three trillion?

Everyone was in an uproar.

Add a trillion all at once?

It's crazy.

It's really domineering.

There is money and silver.

However, it's also silly and wow.

Although the time disk is a treasure against the sky, if you take three trillion and smash it in the sect, you may improve your strength even more than the time disk. Three trillion is really not cost-effective.

At this time, Aunt Ya hesitated. At this time, I listened to Beishan's whispered divine sense: "There is no money in the No. 8 private room, he is cheating us." ”

Aunt Ya immediately understood that the No. 8 private room was unkind and wanted to give herself an extra trillion. This guy is such a bad guy. Aunt Ya stopped and did not continue bidding. However, Aunt Ya didn't understand why Beishan could see that there was no money in the No. 8 private room, and why she couldn't see it.

Actually, Kitayama didn't see it either. He's just guessing. He thought that the price of the No. 8 private room would increase by one trillion at once, and three trillion yuan would be sold for a time plate, which was not cost-effective, and if all three trillion yuan was invested in the sect, it would be much better than the benefits generated by a small time plate. Therefore, he guessed that the No. 8 private room would not take 3 trillion to buy a time plate. The only possibility is that he wants Aunt Ya to be wronged for money.

That being said, Kitayama isn't so sure. What if there are really 3 trillion in private room 8.

However, no matter what, Kitayama also felt that it seemed a bit of a waste to invest three trillion in a time disk. So he told Aunt Ya to stop bidding. If you really want to be photographed in the eighth private room, then forget it. If the eighth private room cheats, hehe, then he will have a good time.

Seeing that Aunt Ya finally stopped bidding, many people on the field finally breathed a sigh. I guess there's no money for it. It can be seen that there are only about two trillion spirit stones left in her. Haha, now, it's been cleaned up. It's really relieving. Private room No. 8, good job.

Seeing that everyone seemed to be relieved, Fan Jing didn't know why, and became a little unhappy. She was saddened that Aunt Ya didn't get a picture of the time disc. This time plate should belong to Aunt Ya.

"Don't worry, the time disc is still mine in the end." Aunt Ya suddenly said to Fan Jing.

Fan Jing was stunned, what do you mean that the end is still yours? Are you so confident about Mao? Fan Jing looked at Aunt Ya's confident appearance, and she didn't understand for a while.

At this moment, the monk in the eighth private room suddenly trembled.

He called for three trillion in a fit of anger, just to get some more blood out of Aunt Ya. But I didn't expect that people didn't bid. Are you so mistaken, you won't bid for Mao, don't you want me to die? Woowoo......

"Three trillion at a time, is there anyone still bidding? Three trillion twice, is there anyone else? Three trillion three times. Congratulations to our No. 8 private room for getting the Treasure Time Dial. Qiqi screamed and dropped the hammer.

Soon, Xiaoxue brought the time disc to the No. 8 private room, pushed open the curtain and walked in. There is also a curtain inside the curtain that can block the divine sense, so that the people in the private room are not peeped by the people outside.

The first curtain fell, and the light snow disappeared into the private room.

After a while, Xiaoxue took the time disc out of the private room again, and she said to Qiqi: "The guests in the eighth private room said that he only has 1800 billion, and he will find a way to find the rest of the money as soon as possible." ”

Rumble!

There was a bang on the field.

This thing was originally cheating, and now he feels better.

Suddenly, several god-transforming monks flew in and surrounded the No. 8 private room. Soon, a purple-haired god-shifting monk was arrested.

Beishan was suddenly stunned.

Ju Baihe?

This product is actually Ju Baihe, a monk of the Immortal Spirit Sect, when he recruited disciples at Zhenshan Terrace last time, he presided over the recruitment conference. I thought that no one from the Immortal Spirit Sect would come to participate in this auction, so I didn't want to hide in the private room.

Mo Wanghai, who was in the corner of the hall, was also stunned, and couldn't help but shout: "Uncle Shi? But after he screamed, he hurriedly shut down, for fear that others would find out. Yes, if you let someone else have something to do with your own Ju Bai, then you may also get into trouble.

Mo Wanghai wanted to save this uncle, but his strength was weak, and he had no choice but to watch.

"It turned out to be Ju Baihe of the Immortal Spirit Sect, and he actually dared to break the rules of my auction house. Hum. One of the Avatar Elders in the auction hall snorted coldly. A few gods next to him suddenly took Ju Baihe's hand and pulled it.

Yes!

With a scream, one of Ju Baihe's arms was torn off alive, and blood spilled out.

After being pulled out of his arm, Ju Baihe was escorted away, and it is estimated that he will be locked up by the Ethereal Sect for hundreds of thousands of years. He's done. Those who dare to make trouble in the auction house, this is the end.

If not, how can the Ethereal Sect establish its authority. Otherwise, cats and dogs will dare to make trouble.

Beishan didn't have a good impression of the wood fairy, and naturally he didn't have a good impression of this Ju Baihe, and he didn't have any guilt when he saw that he was pulled a hand. (To be continued.) )