As soon as Qingjiao's voice fell, everyone began to bid one after another.

"Twenty thousand spirit stones!"

"Twenty-two thousand spirit stones!"

"30,000 ......"

All the way up, in the blink of an eye, the price of 100,000 spirit stones was reached.

One hundred thousand spirit stones is basically the normal starting price of a purple-level magic weapon, and the number of people who are bidding has slowly begun to decrease again.

Only the stars and two people are still going......

Phantom climbed on top of the collapse, looking curiously at the rolling black ball on the stage, which was about the size of a watermelon she was nibbling.

She raised her hand and pointed, "Uncle, I'm going to eat that black watermelon!" ”

Ji Moya slightly hooked the corners of his lips, with a faint smile, "That's not watermelon, you can't eat it." ”

Phantom pouted, "That's it, black watermelon, if I want to eat it, I want to eat it!" ”

What can Jimoya say?

I pressed the switch for bidding.

"Two hundred thousand spirit stones."

Everyone else began to increase the price by 1,100,000, and the price continued to be around 150,000, and as soon as he opened his mouth, it was 200,000.

Suddenly, the eyes of the entire auction house looked in the direction of the No. 8 private room.

10,000 spirit stones to buy a bowl of spiritual food, 200,000 spirit stones to buy a magic weapon that cannot be used, this is all Chiguoguo's local tyrant style!

However, in this way, the people who originally thought that this purple-level magic weapon could only be collected and could not be used began to think, is there something else in it that even the local tyrants fancy it?

Could it be really a good thing that they didn't notice for a while?

So, those who didn't make a bid, but began to speak out.

"Two hundred and fifty thousand."

"Two hundred and seventy thousand."

……

Ji Moya's posture was elegant, and the corners of his mouth seemed to be smiling, "500,000!" ”

As soon as 500,000 came out, everyone was in an uproar.

Phantom Tilt Yan looked interesting on the side, and she also pressed the button of the bargaining mechanism, and chuckled, "600,000!" ”

Originally, the No. 8 private room called 500,000 yuan and no one followed the price, but as a result, Phantom Tianyan called 600,000 yuan for fun.

Fortunately, there is a special formation in each private room, in order to protect the ** of the VIP, the voice of the bidding is mechanical and unified, regardless of the voice of men and women, it is the same.

The 600,000 phantasmagorious face made the audience stunned, and then a discussion broke out.

"What a tyrant, please take our knees! At this price, you can buy a normal purple-level magic weapon. ”

"You can take the opportunity to pretend to be forced again, call for 700,000, 800,000, and have a good time, anyway, the local tyrant will definitely shoot in the end."

"Be careful when you go out of the auction house, the local tyrant will kill you, the rich local tyrant must be not small, you are doing death. And in case the local tyrant doesn't want it, you won't even have to wear pants. ”

"Ahem, let's talk about it."

……

"Six hundred thousand!" The host Qingjiao was full of passion and shouted three times in a row, "There are 600,000 spirit stones in the eighth private room, is there a higher ...... Okay, no, congratulations to the No. 8 private room for obtaining this purple-level magic weapon, and I wish this VIP can find how to use it...... Congratulations again! ”

……

It didn't take a while.

This black spherical magic weapon was sent over, and it was still sent in by Mo Wu.

I was far away before, and I didn't see it clearly, but now when I look closer, Jimo Ya uses spiritual power to probe, this black watermelon ball that rolls fast can still stimulate its purple light, but I can't sense what is in it, why does it move?

Phantom Tianyan happily took the black watermelon out of the crystal box, and as soon as she picked it up, the ball that was obviously rolling quickly stopped moving in an instant.