The elixir that can repair the foundation of cultivation has enough weight to become the finale of this auction.

The price of the Seven Turns Spirit Grass quickly climbed to the price of five million Heavenly Spirit Liquid, and this time there was no need for the auctioneer to instigate it, everyone was not willing to give in to each other.

Bingyan was not in a hurry to bid, and she also knew that her real competitors were these people in the VIP room on the second floor.

"Eight Million Heavenly Spirit Liquid!"

A sudden sound made the noisy hall on the first floor instantly quiet.

At this time, the raised arm in the corner of the hall on the first floor became the center of attention.

Sitting in the hall on the first floor, the person who can take out the eight million heavenly spirit liquid is not an ordinary person!

However, the man was wrapped in a fat black robe, unable to see clearly.

The eight million Heavenly Spirit Liquid was already beyond the price that they could bear, but they knew that the auction would not stop because of this price, because no one in the VIP room on the second floor had made a move.

These people in the hall on the first floor sat down with relaxed expressions, and the people who were blushing in the original competition were all quiet and ready to watch the play.

The auctioneer's gaze also moved to the VIP room on the second floor, and in this auction, none of the people in the VIP room on the second floor made a bid, obviously waiting for this last elixir.

"Ten million Heavenly Spirit Liquid!"

Sure enough, the person in the No. 3 VIP room made a move, and the price increase was two million.

"These people are really rich. Yi Feng sat in his seat and sighed.

Although he is also interested in this seven-turn spirit grass, it is not as good as Bingyan's needs, so he is also a person watching the play at this time.

"Fifteen million!"

The person in the corner of the hall on the first floor raised the price by five million again, obviously because he was determined to win the Seven Turns Spirit Grass.

"Tut-tut, this Demon Heaven is also a rich lord!" Yi Feng couldn't help but think in his heart, if he ransacked the Demon Heaven, would his 50 million foreign debts be able to be paid off?

The occupant of VIP Room 3 was silent, apparently the price was beyond what he could afford.

"Twenty million!" the person in VIP room No. 4 increased the price again.

"The people from the Northern Qing Academy have made a move!" Wang Wu said in a deep voice. The price of such a high price for the Seven Turns Spirit Grass was obviously beyond his expectations.

Mo Tian's gaze fell on the VIP room on the second floor, and a bloodthirsty smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Thirty million!" Motian raised the price again.

The crowd on the first floor was already excited, and it had been a long time since they had encountered such a fierce scene of auction competition.

Although they didn't participate in it, watching from the sidelines was enough to make the blood boil.

"This Demon Heaven actually has so much Heavenly Spirit Liquid!" Hou Wen gritted his teeth.

"Boss, this is almost the limit of what we can bear!" Wang Ming said.

"Chu Qing, do we still want to continue?" Chu Xinghuo's gaze looked at the calm woman in the purple dress on the side.

Chu Qing smiled, revealing a cute dimple, which made Hou Wen and the others in a trance.

Mu Chuqing and Gu Qingyu are known as "Shuangqing of the Northern Qing Dynasty", the two are not only strong, but also have admirable looks.

"We'll give us the price of the limit, and they won't let the Demon Heaven slap the Seven Turns Spirit Grass, otherwise we can go back. Mu Chuqing said slowly.

Chu Xinghuo nodded, if he was photographed by Motian to capture the Spirit Grass for seven turns, and he hid in Los Angeles to recover from his injuries, then they really had no hope.

"Forty million!"

Just when Chu Xinghuo was about to shout out his limit price, Chen Nantian in the No. 6 VIP room directly increased the price by 10 million.

"Looks like we don't need to. Chu Xinghuo said with a smile, the limit price they could give was also forty million.

Everyone on the first floor looked at Motian in unison, and some even showed expectant eyes, hoping that he would continue to increase the price, no matter how he said that he was sitting in the hall on the first floor, they naturally hoped that this person could compete with the people in the VIP room on the second floor.

More people are hoping that Motian will be able to photograph the Seven Turns of Spirit Grass.

"The price of 40 million is almost over!" Liang Caidie said slowly.

Bingyan had been staring at the auction table with a solemn face, and as the price rose higher and higher, her breathing became a little heavy.

"Forty-five million!"

Just when Bingyan wanted to make a bid, the Motian on the first floor increased the price by five million again.

"Bingyan, how much Heavenly Spirit Liquid do you have?" Qingyu asked.

Bing Yan took a deep breath and said slowly: "I have 40 million Heavenly Spirit Liquid, plus the one you raised for me, it is about 60 million!"

Bingyan's words made everyone in the VIP room silent, and Yi Feng was even more shocked, she alone had 40 million heavenly spirit liquid, she was really a rich woman.

"I didn't expect you to save up so much Heavenly Spirit Liquid. Liang Caidie sighed.

Bingyan was known for her greed for money in Dongxuan Academy, but everyone didn't expect her to have so much Heavenly Spirit Liquid.

"Forty-five million Heavenly Spirit Liquid, will anyone continue to increase the price?" the auctioneer raised his voice and shouted.

The voice fell, but no one responded.

"If there is no one, the Seven Turns of Spirit Grass will go to this guest in the hall on the first floor. As he spoke, the auctioneer deliberately bit the words in the hall on the first floor.

"Four-five million-one-million!"

Bingyan gritted his teeth and added another 100,000 Heavenly Spirit Liquid.

"You're really slamming the door!" Yi Feng deliberately quipped.

Bing Yan snorted lightly: "What do you know, maybe he only has forty-five million Heavenly Spirit Liquid?

Although what Bingyan said made sense, everyone had a deeper understanding of her greed for money.

Mo Tian's gaze became colder and colder, and he was not very easy with more than 40 million Heavenly Spirit Liquid, and this was about to reach his limit.

Mo Tian suddenly stood up, and said in a hoarse voice: "I think everyone is almost at the limit, there is no need to test each other! I have 50 million Heavenly Spirit Liquid, and I will bid 50 million." If there were more than me, I would give up!"

Bingyan gritted her teeth hatefully, this demon god harmed her and spent a lot of heavenly spirit liquid.

At this time, there was a knock on the door of Yi Feng's VIP room.

Liang Caidie opened the door, but found Mu Chuqing standing at the door.

"What are you going to do?"

Mu Chuqing smiled: "Don't be so hostile, right?"

While speaking, Mu Chuqing took out a bottle and said, "Here are five million Heavenly Spirit Liquid, which we made up with Nanling Academy to help you suppress the Demon Heaven, of course, you can also choose to refuse." ”

"You guys have a good calculation, the two families have a total of five million Heavenly Spirit Liquid, so let us be this bird, and we have also paid more than 40 million Heavenly Spirit Liquid. Yi Feng got up slowly and looked at Mu Chuqing with a smile.

"Fifty million for the first time, is there anyone else?"

Bingyan was a little anxious, if he was photographed by Demon Tian, not only would the task be ruined, but even the seven-turn spirit grass would be lost.

Yi Feng blocked Mu Chuqing's sight and didn't let her find Bingyan's expression.

"What do you want?" Mu Chuqing said.

"You give out 10 million heavenly spirit liquid, and we are the rest, of course, the seven turns of the spirit grass will be ours!" Yi Feng said unhurriedly.

It seems that I didn't hear that the auctioneer below had already shouted 50 million for the second time.

"You all have Desolate Spirit Realm powerhouses, and our chances of killing the Demon Heaven are almost zero, so we don't have much hope anymore. ”

"Fifty million..."

"Okay, deal!"

Yi Feng put down his back behind him, and Bingyan immediately made a bid.

"Five thousand and one hundred thousand!"

"Okay, there is a VIP who bids five thousand and one hundred thousand, does that guest want to continue?" The auctioneer looked directly at Mo Tian.

A cruel smile appeared on the corner of Mo Tian's mouth: "Very good, you won!"

As the words fell, Motian turned around and left the auction house.

"Five thousand and one hundred thousand, the deal! Seven turns to win the spirit grass to the guests in the seventh VIP room!"

Bing Yan's excited body trembled.

Mu Chuqing waved his hand, and the two porcelain bottles swept towards Yi Feng.

"This kind of heart of yours is really rare, compared to you, other people are much worse! It seems that you really need the Seven Turns to Capture the Spirit Grass!"

"I know that I am still blackmailing, how can I describe you?"

"I don't want to gamble, we just have what we need. ”

Mu Chuqing waved her hand and turned to leave.

"Remember to ask for Heavenly Spirit Liquid from Nanling Academy, you can't make them comfortable!" Yi Feng shouted.

Mu Chuqing turned around but smiled, and the charm of this smile made Zhong Ren and the others a little dazed.

Yi Feng was also distracted for a while: "It's really good-looking!"

The auction was over, and the maid quickly sent the Seven Turns Spirit Grass over.

The middle-aged man of the deacon also followed, and when he saw Yi Feng, he smiled even more.

Yi Feng shrugged his shoulders and said, "Your big customer is there. ”

As he spoke, Yi Feng pointed at Bingyan.

The middle-aged male deacon greeted him with a smile, and the Seven Turns Spirit Grass was able to shoot more than 50 million Heavenly Spirit Liquid, which made him extremely excited, and it had completely exceeded his expectations.

"You have consumed more than 10 million Heavenly Spirit Liquid in this auction house, this is your VIP jade card. The middle-aged man handed the purple gold jade plate in his hand to Bing Yan.

On the other side, the maid had already settled the Heavenly Spirit Liquid obtained by Yi Feng's auction, six million and two hundred thousand Heavenly Spirit Liquid, because Yi Feng was a VIP, after deducting two percent of the handling fee, the remaining six million and seventy-six thousand Heavenly Spirit Liquid was settled to Yi Feng.

This is a crystal jade brand, which is a little cool to the touch, and there are more than six million heavenly spirit liquids stored in it.

Bing Yan gave his 40 million Heavenly Spirit Liquid to the middle-aged man, Yi Feng waved his hand, and the 10 million Heavenly Spirit Liquid he had extorted from Mu Chuqing just now was given to Bing Yan.

"This heavenly spiritual liquid is obtained by us, one person and half, and I will borrow you first. ”

Bingyan wanted to say something, but she didn't know what Yi Feng said in her ear, which made the cold Bingyan red-eared, and glared at Yi Feng with disgust.

The ice face of such a little daughter's posture made Qingyu and Wang Wu look a little stupid, and then they turned their eyes to Yi Feng with obvious hostility.

Wang Wu and Qingyu both had an idea, it was really a mistake to find Yi Feng!

After paying for the Heavenly Spirit Liquid, the middle-aged man left with the maid satisfied.

"What are we going to do next?" Liang Caidie asked Yi Feng.

After getting along for the past few days, these people obviously regard Yi Feng as the backbone.

"What are we anxious about, find a place to rest, let them be anxious for two days. ”