However, Jun Mochen did not bid immediately, but maintained a wait-and-see attitude.

If he shows too much concern, it is inevitable that some people will find out and bid with him.

And just as he was about to make a bid, a cold voice immediately sounded: "100 million spirit stones." ”

Hearing this offer, Jun Mochen suddenly frowned slightly, his eyes fell on Han Zong who was bidding a little strangely, and he groaned slightly in his heart: "Could it be that he knows something?"

In the auction hall, there was a sudden silence because of Han Zong's bid, and many people sighed and let go of the thoughts in their hearts.

If it is said that bidding with Han Zong, regardless of whether they have that capital or not, it is absolutely not worth it to offend the Blood Sect for this unknown thing.

"Long Yuan, I must take it!"

Jun Mochen clenched his fists slightly, his eyes full of determination.

He is not as much as others think about, although he does not have so many spirit stones, but when Xuan Lao is over to mass produce the Pure Yuan Dan, there must be several hundred million.

As for whether he can offend Han Zong, then he doesn't care even more, anyway, Han Zong has already hated him before, and it doesn't matter if he comes again.

"120 million spirit stones!"

And at this moment, a faint voice sounded from another direction.

His gaze deflected in the direction of the person who shouted, and finally saw a golden-robed figure through the translucent glass in the pavilion: "People from the Nine Swords Sect?"

The Nine Sword Sect is also a powerful force in the East China Sea, and it is basically at the same level as the Heavenly Martial Sect, and it belongs to the righteous path force.

Everyone present knew that the Nine Sword Sect and the Blood Sect had always been at odds with each other, and they often fought with each other in secret, and many disciples of each other died at each other's hands.

"Wang Jinlong?"

When Han Zong heard this voice, he immediately showed a somewhat sinister smile on his face, and said coldly: "Hmph! I must take down this sword today, 150 million spirit stones!"

"Two hundred million. ”

Wang Jinlong, who was wearing a golden robe, quoted again in a tone that was not in a hurry, looking joyless and sad.

At this moment, the eyes of all the people in the audience fell on Wang Jinlong and Han Zong, and their eyes were full of interest.

However, none of them dared to participate in it, and they wondered how far the two could raise the price.

"Hmph, 250 million!"

Han Zong frowned slightly and said in a deep voice.

And in his heart, he has already made up his mind, if the other party continues to bid, then he will give up, wait for the auction to end, and then grab it!

However, to the surprise of everyone present, Wang Jinlong didn't seem to care at all about Han Zong's offer, and directly leaned back on the chair.

As if, it wasn't him at all who had just quoted!

This scene fell in Han Zong's eyes, and he suddenly realized that he was being played by the other party, and a murderous aura rolled in his heart!

"Hmph, this bastard, I actually wasted so many spirit stones this time, but since that's the case, then, once I get this Longyuan Divine Sword, I'll slaughter you with my own hands! ”

Han Zong's face was gloomy, as a member of the Blood Sect, he bullied others everywhere he went, but today he was deflated one after another in the hands of Jun Mochen and this Wang Jinlong!

And if Jun Mochen was present, he would definitely feel a little strange, this Han Zong actually knew the name of Long Yuan!

In fact, Han Zong's knowledge of this spirit sword was also purely coincidental, he had once entered an ancient forbidden land, and there was a mural of the sword 'Long Yuan' used by the Reincarnation War Emperor.

And now, although this spirit sword looks a little tattered, it is the same as the spirit sword on the mural, and the breath is completely consistent, he will definitely not admit it!

"250 million spirit stones to buy the sword of the War Emperor is worth it...... It is said that there is a sword technique inheritance that has been refined all his life, if I can comprehend the true meaning, let alone Wang Jinlong, even if the sect master of the Nine Swords Sect is in person, how can I be helped!?"

Thinking of this, Han Zong's eyes narrowed slightly, and the gloom in his eyes was swept away.

In its place, there is a touch of fanaticism!

"Elder Han Zong bid 250 million spirit stones, but there are still people who want to follow?"

Leng Wushuang was also a little happy in her heart at this moment, originally she thought that this broken spirit sword was going to be auctioned, but because the battle between this Blood Sect and the Nine Sword Sect was not only auctioned out, but also reached such a high price.

"Three hundred million spirit stones. ”

And at this moment, Jun Mochen spoke.

"Huh, isn't this the pavilion where the young man who fought with Han Zong for the Xuanlong Marrow was in before?"

"That's him! Where did this young man come from? How dare he provoke this Han Zong one after another?"

"It's just that he can really get so many spirit stones?" Many people began to discuss, and Wang Jinlong, who had already closed his eyes, opened his eyes at this moment and looked at Jun Mochen with interest.

"350 million spirit stones!"

Han Zongqi's teeth itched, but when he thought of the inheritance of the Battle Emperor, he immediately gritted his teeth and opened his mouth to make an offer.

"You're trying to fight me?"

Jun Mochen's voice revealed a touch of 'anger and corruption', giving people a hysterical feeling.

"So what? Didn't you say that? If you don't have any money, get out. Han Zong only felt that he was very happy now, and looked at the looming young face with a sneer.

"In that case, then ......"

Jun Mochen roared in a low voice: "You have won! This treasure belongs to you!"

What the!

At this moment, whether it was Han Zong or the people present, their expressions were frozen.

For a while, Leng Wushuang on the stage was also a little confused. Jun Mochen's pavilion was arranged by her, and she naturally recognized Jun Mochen's identity, and she was also shocked when she heard Jun Mochen quote the price of 300 million spirit stones.

And hearing this, the corners of his mouth suddenly hooked up with a shallow smile that charmed all beings, and he secretly said in his heart, this guy is really bad, he actually teased Han Zong like this.

Moment.

Han Zong's expression changed dramatically, and he almost spurted out a mouthful of blood.

If he didn't know at this time that Jun Mochen was digging a pit for him to jump from beginning to end, he would be no different from an idiot.

"350 million spirit stones. ”

Thinking of this high price, Han Zong's heart was dripping blood.

He only brought 400 million spirit stones with him when he came out of the Blood Sect this time, however, it was because of this Wang Jinlong and Jun Mochen that they directly wasted an extra 250 million in vain!

"Boy, I want you dead!"

Han Zong roared angrily, and he lost his mind for a while.

His eyes were filled with countless bloodshots, and his figure rose into the air, wanting to kill the pavilion where Jun Mochen was.

(End of chapter)