The Great Elder's analysis was not wrong at all, the person who obtained the thousand-year-old cold iron was going to send the thousand-year-old cold iron to the Divine Craftsman Alliance to build weapons.

At this time, the bidding for the next lot has already begun on the auction table.

"Ladies and gentlemen, now we are going to auction an absolute treasure, a fourth-order supreme weapon created by the top craftsmen of the Divine Craftsman Alliance!

Although the host's voice was not loud, the words of the fourth-order supreme weapon still made the auction house instantly silent, and when the auction assistant lifted a piece of red cloth on the table, there was a sound of exclamation and gasp in the auction house.

The Spirit Death Knife was not stained with blood, but it released a trembling murderous aura like a killing god! The Spirit Death Knife was not gorgeous, arrogant and indifferent, like a king with bloody hands!

The presiding officer did not say any words of praise for the Soul Death Knife, because there was no need, and the people who looked at the Spirit Death Knife were already drunk.

"Fourth-order supreme weapon, Spirit Death Knife, the auction price is 1 million Qiankun Coins! The minimum price increase is 10,000 Qiankun Coins!"

The effect has been achieved, and the auction has begun.

But unexpectedly, there was a temporary silence in the auction room, and no one raised the price.

Everyone knows that the competition for the Spirit Death Knife will be fierce, and those who are shy in their pockets can only give up in the end even if they increase the price, and those who are sure of it want to increase the price at the last moment, so such a situation has been formed.

The host Xuanxuan looked around the venue and was quite embarrassed to see that there was no one bidding.

"This, the Spirit Death Knife, one million Qiankun coins, has anyone bid? This knife is as sharp as clay, it is really a necessary artifact for killing people and goods! With this knife in hand, the glory and glory will definitely belong to you!"

"One hundred, one hundred thousand Qiankun coins ......"

A weak voice rang out in the auction room.

The bidder was a middle-aged man on the first floor, who looked luxurious, wearing a brocade robe and jade belt, and a red crown on his head, but his face was now flushed, as if it had taken a lot of courage to break the silence in the field.

This benevolent brother also has a very simple idea, if everyone thinks that they can't shoot and dare not bid, then they may be able to pick up a leak! But this is really naïve. With the first bidder, the atmosphere in the auction room suddenly became enthusiastic.

"One million Qiankun coins!"

"One million and two million!"

The sound of bidding is endless for a while, often one voice is not over, and another voice sounds, and the price increase is even more than 100,000. The brother who was the first to bid had already shrunk his neck to the side to draw a circle and curse.

The price of the Soul Death Knife skyrocketed, and it was not until the time of five million Qiankun coins that the sound of bidding gradually decreased, and those who were still bidding at this time were all in the VIP private room on the second floor.

And this time, the person who had won the thousand-year-old cold iron before was obviously determined to get this spiritual death knife, and he would never hesitate to increase the price every time.

"Five and a half million! I don't believe it, someone can rob me Yin Junzi!

This Brother Yin in Wang Gang's mouth turned out to be Yin Junzi, and it seemed that he was very dissatisfied with someone competing with him, and what was revealed in his words was a threat, and the auction was the one with the highest price, and this person's words also made the people present very disdainful, and there were already people whispering in the audience, talking about this person's shamelessness.

However, after the bidders heard the name Yin Junzi, they were really silent.

"Seven million! Hmph, the Spirit Death Knife, of course, the one with the highest price will get it, Brother Yin Junzi is really domineering!"

However, there are still people who don't buy it, and they directly paid a high price of seven million.

"Bastard, do you have more money than me! Don't ask who the master is, eight million!"

Seeing that the Heavenly Death Knife he bought for 130,000 yuan was now competing for such a high price, Wen Fan was so happy, this was really a good deal with a lot of profits! I was really looking forward to waiting for what kind of sensation that sixth-order supreme weapon would cause.

After Yin Junzi raised the price to eight million, the person who bid with him never bid again, and it seemed that he couldn't accept this price a little, and finally the spirit death knife was successfully obtained by Yin Junzi at the price of eight million Qiankun coins.

Old man Mo looked at Wen Fan and said, "That Spirit Death Knife is really good, although it is similar to the previous Heavenly Death Knife, but you can see the gap between the high-quality weapon and the best weapon, by the way, where did you take that Heavenly Death Knife?"

This is a problem, and this old man found out.

"Ah, I happened to meet a good friend when I first took it out, so I gave it to him. Hey hey ......"

Old man Mo didn't ask anymore, this little rich man now has money, and he is not short of that little money.

At this time, Lu Fatzi entered the private room secretly, smiling cheaply.

"Boss, I was the one who raised the price with that stupid hat just now, hehe, I'm not very bad, my hobby is to pit others! That stupid hat calls me a fat pig every time he sees me!

This Lu Jiujin knew Yin Junzi, and he had a knot, but Lu Jiujin was crooked, but he fulfilled Wenfan.

Wen Fan felt that since that Wang Gang was here, it was still necessary for him to go over to meet and say hello, even if he didn't particularly like this person, but this person's grandfather was in charge of the entire imperial military power, and his grandfather and father were on the front line, Wang Gang must know more about the news of the army.

As soon as he thought of this, he said to Old Man Mo that if there were rare metals and elements, he would bid for them, and then took Lu Jiujin and went to the private room where Wang Gang was.

Wang Gang was a little surprised to see Wen Fan in the auction house, but it was more of a surprise, his eyes kept looking behind Wen Fan, and asked, "Eh, Brother Wen, why are you here? ”

Wen Fan's face suddenly turned black, Made, you just think about my two women, and you even call me a bra! Although the women of this Qiankun Continent don't know what a bra is, it's really awkward! Isn't it a merit to recommend this thing to women in this world in the future, and solve the problem of women's breasts being helpless against gravity? Haha!

"Ah, Brother Wang, I heard you here on the other side just now, and I came to say hello to you, and the younger brother came to the auction house to sell a few weapons that were not in the stream. ”

"Haha, Brother Wen is really modest, come, let me introduce you, this is the grandson of Lord Yin Xueling, a popular man next to the current lord of the country, Mr. Yin. ”

Wang Gang didn't care about what Wen Fan said he was doing at the auction house, but he still had to do things on face, and he introduced Wen Fan to the owner of a private room, Yin Junzi.

Wen Fan looked at this Yin gentleman, his face was like a crown of jade, with a square scarf on his head, a gold-patterned purple robe, a silk cardigan coat, an ivory white jade pendant hanging from his waist, and deerskin riding boots on his feet.

Wen Fan couldn't help laughing in his heart, this person's name is really amazing, the word gentleman is directly used in the name, but it is okay. But if it's on Earth, with his surname, it's really reminiscent of something.

"Brother Wen, what a coincidence that you came, our eldest prince Yin just got a peerless divine weapon, a spiritual death knife, a fourth-order superb weapon! I think Brother Wen has never seen a superb weapon, and today is just an eye-opener!"

Wang Gang's meaning is nothing more than to flaunt himself and elevate his position in Wen Fan's mind, Yin Junzi photographed the spiritual death knife with a huge amount of eight million, and no one present knew the identity of Yin Junzi, Wang Gang and Yin Junzi were together, which means that his status is definitely not low.

At this time, Yin Junzi looked proud, nodded slightly to Wen Fan, and was obviously very satisfied with the spirit death knife he had just obtained. As for Wen Fan's sudden arrival, he didn't care too much, but after seeing Lu Jiujin behind Wen Fan, his face changed, and he whispered 'dead fat pig'.

To be continued