There was no light in the black market, and I don't know how many auctions were held, and many monks left in a hurry, and there were already many fewer people on the field. Even if there are fewer people, the field is not necessarily very deserted, on the contrary, the atmosphere is a little thicker, because the big man is staring at what is behind.

Su Daohe yawned, and he felt a little bored when he couldn't see the Tianri auction hall here.

The auction in the black market is finally coming to an end after a few small climaxes.

"The rest of the auction is the main event!"

Su Ling squinted one eye, lazily half lying on the chair, the blue light in his pupils flickering, looking very unusual.

As a waiter with a helmet on his head cautiously walked onto the stage with a crystal box in his hand, the noise on the field gradually subsided.

On the stage, the auctioneer carefully lifted a scroll from the crystal box, and all the light shone on him.

He said with a mysterious face: "Fellow Daoists, the next five items to be auctioned are all rare things in the world, first of all, the first is a kind of exercise. ”

He deliberately sold a pass, and then said the follow-up.

"The second is a ground-level defensive spiritual weapon."

As soon as this sentence came out, the people on the field boiled one after another, how rare the defensive spirit weapon was, and today it was actually possible to encounter a ground-level defensive spirit weapon.

Mo Qilin also opened his mouth, you must know that even if he is the sister-in-law of the Mo family, he is not qualified to have a ground-level defensive spirit weapon.

"The third piece is a spirit sword with rare attributes at the ground level, accompanied by a sword spirit. The fourth piece is a dragon that has been transformed, and as for the last one, let it be sold first. Now the first auction begins. ”

"Everyone knows that the Qinglian Sword Sect of the Northern Regions Powerful Sect has a vertical swordsmanship, which can make the Jindan monk's sword fly, and today's scroll is similar to swordsmanship, and it can fly with objects, not only Jindan, but even the innate cast can fly for a few breaths, and the availability is extensive, and the starting shot is two hundred high-grade spirit stones."

Mo Qilin gasped, two hundred high-grade spirit stones! He touched the pendant ring in his hand, and could only shake his head helplessly.

In fact, this kind of exercise is still very useful, and the exercise is no better than a panacea, it is a one-time consumable. If you buy the exercises, you can not only practice them yourself, but you can also teach them to others.

"Three hundred high-grade spirit stones."

In response, a white-haired old man looked around with a cold gaze, and the monks opposite his gaze couldn't help but tilt their heads away, unwilling to look at him.

Only the monk who trusted in his own strength still squinted, ignoring his threat.

This is the case with auctions on the black market, as long as you have the skills to lower the price.

"Listen to the voice, it's Huang Laoxie of the Heavenly Evolution Sect!"

Su Ling still looked lazy, his eyes glanced at him, and he didn't open them again, their purpose was the Chilling Sword, as for the others, he didn't have the interest to fight with them.

"Hahaha, Huang Laoxie is good at hand-to-hand comparison, but this exercise is also very covetous to our Guyang Sect, three hundred and fifty high-grade spirit stones."

A rough middle-aged strong man stood up and met Huang Laoxi's gaze without fear, his eyes full of provocation.

"The Heavenly Evolution Sect has a grudge against the Ancient Yang Sect. The Sword Sect is in trouble. ”

Su Ling secretly told Mo Qilin to let them be careful and beware of them, Mo Qilin only chirped and chirped, and he didn't know what to say.

As everyone knows, the biggest grain of rat feces in the Northern Regions is the Qinglian Sword Sect, but its wrists are too thick, and the five major sects of the Northern Regions, four of them may not be able to do the Qinglian Sword Sect together, and they are veritable old hooligans in the Northern Regions.

"Four hundred high-grade spirit stones!"

"Four hundred and fifty dollars!"

Looking at the two sects that were already on the bar, Mo Qilin could only sigh, hoping that the two groups of them would not fight directly at the door after they went out.

“……”

"Stinky old man, I'll follow you to the end today."

A young girl stood next to her, gritting her teeth and waiting for the old yellow demon, she had a mask on her face, but the Dao robe of the Guyang Sect she was wearing had betrayed her.

"Zong Lie, take care of your juniors, maybe you won't see you one day."

Huang Laoxi's words stirred up the flames of war, if it weren't for the fact that they didn't dare to do anything in the black market, they all wanted to kill Huang Laoxie here.

"Count you ruthless!"

The Guyang Sect and the Tianyan Sect have been in dispute for many years, and the two sides already know the upper echelons well, and they even know the enemy better than the disciples of their own family.

In the end, Tianyanzong won the auction with 730 top-grade pieces.

"Hehehe, first congratulations to this fellow Daoist for winning one of the finale lots, now let's start the second lot, Xuanwu heavy armor, ground level second-grade armor, five hundred high-grade spirit stones, the price increase is fifty spirit stones, everyone start bidding."

"Five hundred and fifty spirit stones."

"Six hundred spirit stones."

"Don't even fight with me, seven hundred yuan!"

"I am Wu Heng of the Lieyang Sect, all of you Daoists will give this thing to the old man, and the old man can refine a weapon for all Daoists for free."

The surroundings were quiet, the Burning Sun Sect was the number one refining sect in the Northern Regions, and no one was willing to offend.

Although there are not many strong people in the Burning Sun Sect, almost all the general spiritual weapons of the various sects in the Northern Regions are refined by them, so it is not cost-effective to fight with the Burning Sun Sect.

"It turned out to be Elder Wu of the Burning Sun Sect, disrespectful and disrespectful! In my opinion, this Xuanwu heavy armor will be given to Elder Wu. ”

"Agreed."

"Agreed."

The monks on the field stood up one after another, bowed to Wu Heng, and expressed their respect.

If they can't get the Xuanwu heavy armor, they can only blame their arms and legs for being too thin and small, and they can't pull the big arms of the Burning Sun Sect, and they can only blame themselves for being unlucky, and they can't get good things when they encounter them.

"Then this Xuanwu heavy armor was captured by this fellow Daoist. Then let's move on to the third lot. The third piece, the Frost Cry Sword, was originally the sword of the Frost Scatter of the Qinglian Sword Sect, and was placed in the Burial Cambridge after the death of the Frost Scatter Immortal, and now it is somehow spread outside and obtained by our black market, everyone, the Frost Cry Sword will not be described more, it is enough to know the prestige of the Frost Scatter People, and the seven hundred high-grade spirit stones will be auctioned. ”

After the waiter's introduction, the audience began to talk. At about this time, most of the remaining sword cultivators are running for the name of the Frost Crying Sword, after all, the famous sword has its own celebrity match, and the prestige of the Frost Scatterer shocked the Northern Regions, and if he got his sword, no one could say that he would become the next Frost Scatterer.

There was a lot of discussion in the audience, and no one dared to open the first price. Everyone knows that the Frost Scatterer inserted the Cold Cry Sword into the Burial Cambridge before the immortal died, and the Qinglian Sword Sect would definitely not let the Cold Cry Sword fall into the hands of outsiders, and would definitely send someone to recover it and shoot away the Cold Cry Sword, but before the sword was hot, the Blue Lotus Sword Sect came to cut off his head.

"Seven hundred and ten high-grade spirit stones."

It is the price of Su Daohe shouting.