Next, a lot of martial artists came in, among which there were many disciples of small sects, although they were considered elites in their respective sects, but in the Great Yan Country, they couldn't take the stage.

The core disciple of Qingming Mountain is a blue-shirted swordsman, his cultivation is unfathomable, his eyes are like electricity, just by looking at it, it makes people feel that his scalp is hairy, and ordinary martial artists encounter it, and they immediately give way, not daring to approach in the slightest.

As soon as he entered, Chu Ming felt a strong sword momentum condensing rapidly, although this person's strength was not as good as Li Yuqing, the core disciple of the Qingyang Sect, but it was not bad, and it should be regarded as a relatively strong existence among the core disciples of the Qingying Mountain.

"Qingjian was speechless, I didn't expect him to come...."

"I just saw Li Huo, the core disciple of the Burning Fire Valley, also coming, tsk. There's a good show to watch now. ”

"Hehehe, how can Li Huo be compared to Leng Wuyan, and he doesn't look in the mirror! If it weren't for the fact that he was Li Yun's younger brother, how could he become a core disciple of the Burning Fire Valley. ”

"Shhhh You don't want to die, these words must not reach Li Huo's ears, otherwise you will die. ”

.....

"Qingjian, you were able to defeat me last time, and we will compete again after the auction is over this time!" Li Huo, the core disciple of the Burning Fire Valley, stood in front of the door of the VIP room and said in a cold voice, his momentum directly pressing towards Leng Wuyan.

"My target is your big brother, as for you? A defeated man is not worthy of being my opponent. "Leng Wuzhi lives up to his name, and the words he says are extremely cold, making people feel like they are in the middle of winter.

In the face of Li Huo's momentum oppression, Leng Wuyan's body had a sword path cold blade swept lightly, as if countless sword blades cut through Li Huo's momentum directly.

"Even you want to compete with my eldest brother, what a big joke!" Li Huo was not annoyed, but in turn he ridiculed Leng Wuzhi, but he was very unhappy in his heart, when others talked about him, he always had to bring his eldest brother, as if everything he was doing now was inseparable from his eldest brother, which made him who had always prided himself extraordinary how he could stand it.

"Humph!" Qing Jian was speechless and didn't speak, and stepped into the VIP room, firstly, Li Huo was telling the truth, Li Yun's strength was too much for him, and secondly, now that the auction was about to start, the two of them sneering at each other would only make others see his jokes.

Soon, the auction began.

The gray-haired auctioneer walked up to the stage, he first made an opening remark, and then said: "There are a total of one hundred and twenty pieces of this auction, including elixirs, spirit grass, weapons, district level, exercises, all aspects, there are many treasures, you must use spirit stones to bid, if the spirit stones are not enough, you can also use gold to exchange spirit stones, the ratio is one thousand five to one, that is to say, one thousand five hundred taels of gold can be exchanged for a lower grade spirit stone." ”

The auction hall can exchange gold for spirit stones, but the proportions are simply terrifying compared to the outside, and the warriors present obviously know this rule, and they are not surprised because of this rule.

As soon as the auctioneer's words fell, the room suddenly fell silent, and a beautiful maid walked up with a tray.

"The first auction item, the fourth-level elixir Cold Ice Grass, as for the efficacy, I guess those sitting here know better than me, I won't say much, the starting price is one hundred and fifty lower-grade spirit stones, and the price increase is not less than ten lower-grade spirit stones each time."

The auctioneer lifted the red cloth on the tray, and suddenly a sky-blue herb appeared in front of everyone, exuding a faint chill on it, crystal clear.

"One hundred and sixty lower-grade spirit stones!"

"One hundred and seventy lower-grade spirit stones!"

“.....”

The bidders are all relatively powerful Mortal Realm martial artists, and the True Dao martial artists have no exit, and the Cold Ice Grass is a fourth-level spiritual grass, which can speed up the condensation of cold ice qi in the martial artist's body, and it is not small for the martial artists who cultivate the ice attribute exercises.

After a while, the Cold Ice Grass was auctioned off by a Mortal Realm Ninefold Martial Artist for the price of three hundred and twenty lower-grade spirit stones.

After taking a bite of the snacks on the table, Chu Ming looked relaxed, leaning back on the chair, some of the auction items that appeared in the early stage would not be much better, and some were useful to individual martial artists, he would not make a move, but it was also interesting to look at everyone in full swing.

Li Huo, the core disciple of Burning Fire Valley, and the core disciple of Qingying Mountain entered the VIP room silently, and there was no sound after entering the VIP room, obviously the items in front of them were not looked down on at all with their net worth.

"The next auction item, Xuan-level mid-level defensive armor, bronze armor, the starting price is one thousand lower-grade spirit stones, and each increase is not less than fifty lower-grade spirit stones."

Unexpectedly, he actually encountered a Xuan-level mid-level defensive armor, Chu Ming's heart was a little moved, he was still wearing a yellow-level top-level streamer armor, which was not bad at the beginning, but now when it is matched with his strength, it is already obviously inconsistent.

Xuan-level intermediate defensive armor is just right for him, Xuan-level high-level defensive armor, he can't even think about it, it is estimated that even the city lord of Iron Fire City, Ling Fan, is wearing a Xuan-level high-level defensive armor.

Not to mention the price, just by wearing it out, it is estimated that there will be a lot of exiles who will shoot directly at him.

Although he was moved, Chu Ming did not make an offer immediately, and was ready to win it in one fell swoop at the last moment.

As the price continued to rise, even many True Dao martial artists joined the ranks of bidding, but only a few.

"Three thousand lower-grade spirit stones!" An arrogant voice came from Li Huo's VIP room, and immediately suppressed all the other quotations, and the other warriors closed their mouths and stopped quoting.

First, he was deterred by Li Huo's price, and the price of a Xuan-level mid-level defensive armor was only about three thousand lower-grade spirit stones, and if it was more, it would not be cost-effective.

The second is to compete with Li Huo now, and Li Huo will be offended invisibly, Li Huo is not terrible, just a core disciple, but his eldest brother is one of the five geniuses of the Great Yan Country, and he has the strength to dominate the Great Yan Country in the future, and if he offends Li Huo, he will indirectly offend Li Yun.

"Three thousand and one hundred inferior spirit stones!"

Just when everyone thought that no one was bidding, a clear voice suddenly came from a VIP room, which immediately made the scene freeze.

The person who made the bid was naturally Chu Ming, and the lower-grade spirit stones on his body were only about two thousand, even if all the gold on his body was exchanged for low-grade spirit stones, there were only two thousand six hundred in total, but he had medium-grade spirit stones on his body, and one middle-grade spirit stone was worth one hundred lower-grade spirit stones.

Three thousand spirit stones are simply a drizzle for him, and Xuan-level mid-level defensive armor is hard to find, as long as he can improve his strength, no matter how many spirit stones he spends, it is acceptable for Chu Ming.

"Three thousand two hundred lower-grade spirit stones!" Li Huo's slightly angry voice sounded, obviously, Chu Ming's actions pulled up his hatred.