"There is already a Daoist friend who has made a bid, is there anything higher than this Daoist friend's bid of seven hundred and ten high-grade spirit stones?"

The waiter used the amplified spirit weapon to keep talking about the price Su Daohe said to the audience, which was used to stimulate those sword cultivators who were already interested in the Cold Cry Sword.

Implying that there is already a bird, most people will only remember the beginning and the end, and the Chilling Sword kicked off with Su Daohe's seven hundred and ten spirit stones.

"If no one continues to increase the price, then this weeping sword will ......"

"Wait! I'll give you 800."

The cold voice sounded in the crowd, causing the hammer in the auctioneer's hand to stop in mid-air, and his eyes followed the sound, only to see a woman slowly standing up and smiling at Su Daohe, with a provocative look in her eyes.

Su Daohe raised his eyebrows, his half-squinted eyes suddenly opened, and he sat in the position with his fingers crossed, very quiet, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Eight hundred and ten."

Su Daohe seemed very quiet, but Su Ling knew that Su Daohe was usually a person who would not put on a bad face when the sky fell, but today he kept putting on a cold face. The more Su Daohe showed tranquility, the more angry he became.

"Nine hundred."

Looking at Su Daohe, whose face was getting darker and darker, Su Ling felt that he couldn't hold it down, although Su Daohe respected him on the surface, but in fact, Su Daohe was the same generation as him, and there was no distinction between respect and inferiority.

Su Dao and Xiu are higher, with him as the master.

"A spirit crystal." What Su Ling shouted made everyone on the field slightly surprised.

Although a spirit crystal is only equivalent to a thousand high-grade spirit stones, no one in this world would be stupid enough to take a spirit crystal and exchange it for a thousand high-grade spirit stones with others.

Just like comparing the spirit weapons of the tenth layer of the earth level with the spirit weapons that have already advanced to the heaven level, there is no comparison at all.

"Two ...... Two spirit crystals. ”

The woman continued, followed by an old man whose face turned pale, apparently exceeding his original budget.

"Three spirit crystals."

Seeing that the woman wanted to continue, the old man hurriedly stopped her.

"Miss, a ground-level spirit sword, at most nine hundred high-grade spirit stones, even if it has special attributes, a spirit crystal has already reached the sky, and if you follow it, you will lose a lot. We'll have to leave some money behind to capture the shapeshifting dragon. ”

"What's the panic? I like that women's sword tightly. The girl said softly, with disdain in her eyes, and continued: "Father has already prepared the spirit crystal, this time I want to have a good time." ”

The old man smiled bitterly, and had to curl up obediently on the chair without moving.

"Four spirit crystals."

The crowd gasped, there were many sword cultivators present who came for the Chill Cry Sword, thinking of picking up a leak, but they didn't expect two fierce people, even if it was the sword of the Frost Scatter People, but no one could guarantee that they could get the approval of this sword, if they couldn't be recognized, the Chill Cry Sword was like a burning stick.

"Five spirit crystals." The price quoted by Su Ling was the bottom line that he could accept in the end, five spirit crystals, and buying a Chilling Sword was really a loss.

"Six spirit crystals. I will have this sword. The woman sneered, not noticing that the old man next to her had an increasingly ugly face.

Su Daohe's eyes suddenly became sharp, his fists were clenched, and the white shirt on his body began to tremble at some point. His gaze bypassed the auctioneer and stared at the woman, the aura on her body began to boil, and a chill crept in.

"Don't get excited." Su Ling said slowly.

"Do you want them to take the Weeping Sword away?"

"If it's ours, it has to be ours." Su Ling's voice was a little cold.

"Did you come up with the black market and rob it?" Mo Qilin whispered, killing people and selling goods, there is nothing more exciting than this.

Su Ling nodded, exhaled a cold breath, and lay back in the chair.

"Six spirit crystals, are there any Daoist friends bidding higher?" The auctioneer was also very happy, the price of a Chilling Crying Sword was completely beyond his imagination, and he continued to use that seductive tone to guide the sword cultivators who were about to move in the field.

"Are there any Taoist friends who are bidding higher? If not, the Chilling Sword was taken by this fellow Daoist. ”

After the hammer was finally struck, the auctioneer deeply regretted the final price.

Under the exchange of attendants, a black sword box was delivered to the woman, and from the moment the cold crying sword arrived, Mo Qilin's eyes had been staring at her.

Similarly, many sword cultivators with domineering sword aura on their bodies also stared at the woman, and it was estimated that it would be impossible to leave safely today.

"So, let's move on to the fourth lot, which is a male dragon that has just been transformed, and I can't say much about its practicality. Auction ......"

An alarm interrupted the auctioneer's speech, and a waiter hurried up from the stage, whispering a few words in the auctioneer's ear, and the auctioneer's face changed.

"I'm sorry, fellow Daoists, because of some small accidents, the auction can't continue, the auction is over!"

After the curtain call, the auctioneer followed the waiter and disappeared backstage in the auction hall.

The monks began to stir up, and some of the monks with treasures began to leave secretly.

The sudden closure of the auction, the black market should have caused some serious trouble, even the auction was forcibly closed, and without the restraint of the auction powerhouse, some ill-intentioned monks began to move.

The woman who was fighting with Su Ling also followed the old man and quietly left from the back of the auction hall, they were carrying the earth-level spirit sword, so naturally they didn't dare to stay in this place for long.

After they quietly left, several sword cultivators with fierce sword qi also quietly followed.

"Let's go too." Su Ling whispered to Su Daohe.

Su Daohe nodded slightly, retracted his breath and quietly followed.

Maybe the woman was too high-profile, or maybe she was confident in her own strength, the old man and the woman swaggered all the way to the west, without paying any attention to the people who were following behind them.

Suddenly, in a small grove, he turned again and headed north.

"What's going on? Did they find us? Seeing them suddenly change direction, Mo Qilin's heart beat extremely fast, and he was a little nervous for the first time to kill someone.

"Impossible, what I taught you is the Su family's stealth technique, and it is impossible to be discovered."

"Then why did they suddenly go north?"

"I'm done."

Su Daohe suddenly appeared in front of Mo Qilin's eyes with a Dao cultivator's neck, startling him.

"It's so fast, so many yuan babies, it's only a few breaths." Mo Qilin sighed, all the following Mahayana are ants, and the words of the founding ancestor of the Qinglian Sword Sect are really right!