Kim Jong Kook looked happy, stretched out his hand to hold Chen Bingbing's delicate body in his arms, the woman he thought about day and night finally leaned on his arms, and that feeling really seemed to have reached the peak of his life.

"The following lot is a very rare material, in the period when the demon clan was still very prosperous, this material was relatively much, and the price was moderate, but now the demon clan is withering, and it has reached the point where it is about to be wiped out, so the price of this material has sprung up like mushrooms after a rain, and it has grown rapidly, even to the point that it is impossible to buy spirit stones."

When an item that is estimated to be a hot item is served, Zeng Jiao inevitably narrates the introduction of the previous paragraph, which is also a very effective psychological hint, reminding the auctioneers that if they want to get it, they have to bleed.

"This lot is the green radish venom, a total of fifty milliliters, I won't go into too much detail about the passage of the green radish venom, you should know."

"The starting price is three million primary spirit stones, and each increase shall not be less than 100,000, and the auction will begin."

As soon as Qingluo Venom appeared, it immediately attracted the attention of all the technical cultivators on the scene.

This is an important material for making high-level spirit runes to blend spirit ink, and all spirit runes below level 20 are universal.

In addition to this, the venom of the green radish is also the core material for refining certain elixirs and spiritual liquids.

This is the rarest of all the items that have appeared so far.

Because the snake clan in the demon clan is almost extinct, according to incomplete statistics, the number of existing snake clans will not exceed five hundred.

And the venom of the green radish can only be secreted by the snake demon.

Of course, this kind of high-end material is naturally useless for low-level monks, of course, even if it is useful, they don't dare to think about it, the price is really scary.

In recent decades, the price of green radish venom has risen dozens of times, and it is the top ten of the dozens of items with the highest increase.

Many monks regretted that they hadn't bought a bottle of Qingluo venom in the first place and stored it, sixty or seventy years ago, fifty milliliters would not exceed fifty thousand primary spirit stones.

Now, 40 million may not be available.

When I bought a bottle back then, I saved it until now, and it was a lot of money.

As soon as Xiang Dingtian saw the Qingluo venom, his eyes immediately narrowed, and for the first time, he shifted his gaze away from Li Daochong and landed on the bottle of clear and transparent liquid displayed in the spirit array on the stage.

This is the only goal of Xiang Jia's auction this time.

There was a buyer on the Black Prison Star who pre-purchased Qingluo Venom from Ding Tian, bidding 80 million primary spirit stones to buy fifty milliliters.

This far exceeded the black market price, which was sold at auction for 50 million.

Even if Xiang Dingtian auctioned it for 60 million, he could earn 20 million if he changed hands, and he liked this kind of easy and profitable transaction the most.

"Five million."

As soon as Zeng Jiao's words fell, someone directly added two million, which became the largest increase in the initial asking price so far.

"Seven million."

Follow the box on the second floor and immediately bid for the price.

"Ten million."

For the first time, the sound came from the VIP box above the third floor.

This voice is very familiar to everyone, it is the voice of the old man who came out to maintain order at the beginning of the auction before.

Xiang Dingtian frowned slightly, and the Great Elder of the Xiang Family, who was standing behind him, said to Yuan Lei, "Old Man Xuankong is involved, it's a little troublesome. ”

Xiang Dingtian's face moved slightly, and then sank, and said, "The old man of Xuankong has nothing to take care of, we are still afraid that he will not be able to patrol the family, and he will only be a casual cultivator, the ancestor retreat is nearing the end, and the exit is the middle of the Yuan Infant, and the old man of Xuankong is on an equal footing, and the combat power is only strong and not weak, if the old man of Xuankong does not know each other, when the change of office, he will not want to be a patrolman." ”

"Fifteen million."

Just between talking to his family, the price has reached fifteen million, and the people who quote come and go, there are one floor, two floors, and three floors, the least one adds 100,000 at a time, and the more one million and one million increases.

"Twenty million."

Xiang Dingtian smiled coldly and called out the price.

A little bit of rise, it is purely a waste of time, Xiang Dingtian has always been decisive in doing things, when it is time to shoot, never soft, as soon as it comes up, add five million, and drive away those moments of fun.

"Twenty-one million."

"Twenty-two million."

The stepped bidding quieted down, and only two people were still raising the price, one was the monk on the second floor, and the other was the old man on the third floor.

The three bigwigs joined, and the others knew it, knowing that they still didn't want to join in the fun, not to mention competition, even if they competed, they didn't dare to compete, offending these three didn't have any good fruit to eat, don't want to mix on the North Star in the future.

"Thirty million."

Xiang Dingtian's voice was loud, and the bidding was extremely crisp.

There was an uproar at the scene, and the price was increased by eight million at a time.

What is called wealth, this is called wealth.

"Obediently, if you don't make a move, it's just a big deal." Kim Jong Kook, who was embracing gentle incense, was also attracted and exclaimed.

Chen Bingbing looked at the second floor with envy, in fact, Xiang Yiqun of the Xiang family was the man she wanted.

It's a pity that Xiang Yiqun's target is Chu Yanran of the Chu family.

The Jin family is still too weak, if Xiang Yiqun pursues himself, who would dare to rob him with the two frost swords today?

No matter how rich that kid is, he can have money to his family, and he can't kill him, Chen Bingbing got angry when he thought about it, and couldn't help but look at Li Daochong and glare.

Chu Jialuo was also a little interested in Qingluo venom, and was about to ask for a price, but was stopped by Ji Maosheng.

"Chu Shao, since the Xiang family is asking for such a price, it is naturally bound to win, we don't need this thing, let them fight."

Chu Jialuo was noncommittal, and in the end there was no bidding.

"Thirty-five million." The voice of the old man came faintly.

"Forty million." Xiang Dingtian didn't even want to add another five million.

This time, the scene was quiet, and there was no immediate price increase.

40 million has reached a critical point, and you have to be careful if you increase the price.

"Forty million and one million."

Three or four seconds later, the monk on the second floor was not very confident and added a million.

The old man was silent.

"Forty-five million." Xiang Dingtian held the handle in his hand, and the quotation with a firm tone was like a rainbow.

"Yes, the Xiang family is bound to win, don't think about it anymore."

"Yes, even the old man Xuankong has given up, which green onion are we counting."

The monk bidding in the box on the second floor had a bitter conversation with several companions.

There was an exclamation below, and many young girls looked at the box where Xiang's house was on the second floor with a yearning face, and their hatred for marriage was overflowing.

Marrying into the Xiang family, will you still worry about cultivating resources in the future?

"Why didn't you see Xiang Shao?" Suddenly, there was a nustry.

"Don't you know? I heard that Xiang Shao was thrown out of the auction room before the auction began. ”

"What? How can it be? Whoever dares to move less, you must have heard it wrong. ”

"It's true, and it's in front of Xiang Dingtian, it is said that that person has a lot to do with the Wei family, so Xiang Dingtian didn't dare to speak up when he saw his son being thrown out."

"The Wei family, no wonder, the only one who can make the Xiang family jealous is a supergiant like the Wei family."

"Forty-five million for the first time."

Seeing that no one raised the price, Zeng Jiao began to report the number.

At the same time, Chen Bingbing stared at Li Daochong, who smiled slightly, naturally sensed his gaze, shook his hand at Chen Bingbing again as a greeting, and then said loudly.

"Fifty million."

Chen Bingbing's delicate body was suddenly shocked, and his eyes were full of surprise and disbelief when he looked at Li Daochong.

Kim Jong Kook was petrified in his seat.

The entire auction hall sounded in Li Daochong's familiar voice.

There was silence for a moment.