What is it? Yan Jie stood up directly, his pupils constricted, and he looked directly at the huge golden object at the door.

It's not like you've never seen a coffin, but it's the first time that such a peculiar coffin has been made.

This coffin is three times larger than an ordinary coffin, hesitant, with a dark gold color all over its body, and dense weird lines around it, as if a pair of empty eyes are staring at everyone.

At a glance, it is filled with an ancient terrifying atmosphere, giving people an invisible sense of oppression in the soul, as if it is about to be torn apart.

And if you want to lift this golden coffin, it takes eight people to shake it.

The cultivation of these eight people has all reached the strength of the Great Zhou Tian of the Tiger Spirit Realm, which is enough to see how heavy it is.

The eight of them walked in unison, and the ground shook violently with each step.

Finally, under the stunned eyes of everyone, the golden coffin was firmly placed on the central platform.

"That terrifying aura just emanated from this coffin?" Yan Jie asked Zhang Zifeng with some surprise.

Zhang Zifeng nodded indifferently, "Although this breath is not a bloodline breath, it can also cause such a large breath suppression, which shows how terrible the life in this giant coffin is." ”

When a person dies, he can invisibly cause such a spectacle, which is the legendary God-King Realm.

And at this time, it was not only Zhang Zifeng who was shocked that this person's cultivation was terrifying, but also the seven people on the third floor.

However, compared with the seven, Zhang Zifeng was much calmer.

After all, he had seen too many strange beings in the Bronze Giant.

And at this moment, the small seed in Zhang Zifeng's body still emitted excited energy fluctuations, as if he also sensed that the golden coffin was surging with the huge nutrients it needed.

At this time, Zhang Zifeng couldn't help but sketch a smile on the corner of his mouth, and then slowly sat back in his seat, revealing a posture of imperativeness.

"This golden coffin was obtained by the Beihai Kingdom in a secret place, and now I want to trade it to a destined person, everyone must have understood it when we come here today."

The woman in the fiery red lotus dress looked at the seven people on the third floor, it was obvious that this golden coffin seemed to be a fair deal, but in fact, it was not prepared for the seven people on the third floor?

Although the location on the second floor is from the ancient martial arts family, the status is also extremely high.

However, in the face of the existence of top-level families like the "Emperor Clan" and the "Tong Clan", they still dare not be enemies with them.

After all, the seven major families present are all existences with powerhouses in the God General Realm.

What is the concept of the Divine Realm?

Looking back on the past, only the Ji family in an ancient martial arts family had a strong person in the "God General Realm".

And now there are many families emerging one after another, so in a sense, they have also reached the strength of the former Ji family.

Not to mention the auctioneers on the ground floor, who just came to join in the fun.

Even if they could spend a lot of money to get this golden coffin, they didn't have the courage to accept it.

But even if they have the spirit of not being afraid of death, they don't have to live.

Others in Beihaiguo can't withstand the pressure, and they throw out this hot potato at a clear price, and those of them who are sitting on the ground floor dare to ask for it?

At this time, the scene suddenly fell silent.

Seeing this, the woman in the fiery red lotus dress went straight to the point and spoke after receiving the notice.

"The starting price of this golden coffin is a billion dollars, and it starts now."

"Billion? Forget it, we can only look at this price," a person sitting next to Zhang Zifeng shook his head and sighed.

As soon as the words fell, I saw Di Liufeng on the third floor directly and silently raised the sign and said, "Billion." ”

The fiery red lotus woman smiled and said, "The emperor gave a billion dollars once, and someone could increase the weight later?" ”

Everyone couldn't help but look up, and everything seemed to be taken for granted.

Di's was originally well-funded, and although the billion dollars were indeed exaggerated, Di's still paid for it.

Besides, if the treasure of this golden coffin is auctioned, it will definitely not be a loss.

But everyone knows this truth, and Tong Ziyue, who is sitting not far from Emperor Liufeng, doesn't understand?

"Eleven billion!" Tong Ziyue straightened her waist, slowly raised the sign, and glanced at Emperor Liufeng, looking very proud.

"A rich man is a rich man, this is a big deal," Yan Jie looked at Zhang Zifeng with a smile, but he found that Zhang Zifeng was just holding his chin, as if he was not in a hurry at all, and he felt like he was sitting on a mountain and watching the tiger fight.

"Zhang Zifeng is in charge, don't you follow?" Yan Jie said.

Zhang Zifeng said, "Don't rush, take your time." ”

Hearing the conversation between the two, the "brother" who had just given up couldn't help but look at Zhang Zifeng in surprise, his eyes flashed with a hint of surprise, and said, "Brother, which family is it from?" ”

Zhang Zifeng was wearing a mask, although he couldn't see his face clearly, but the confidence that emanated from Zhang Zifeng's invisibly gave him a very strong sense of oppression, and it must not be an ordinary family.

Zhang Zifeng glanced at the man who spoke, bloated, short, and round balloons, but his eyes were cunning, and they would definitely not be good stubble.

Zhang Zifeng hadn't spoken yet, and at this time, the position on the third floor above had begun to increase wildly, from one billion to today's two billion Emperor Liufeng.

Di Liufeng's face didn't look good.

He looked coldly at Tong Ziyue, who had been adding weight to him, and the man with the royal body.

The other four ancient martial arts families all chose to retreat.

$2.2 billion is far more than their budget.

After all, that's a huge number.

Seeing that Tong Ziyue was expressionless and raised the sign again, Di Liufeng's face turned pale.

If it weren't for Emperor Liufeng's jealousy of the master behind this Hailing Pavilion, he would probably have jumped up and snatched it by now.

"Two and three billion," Tong Ziyue said calmly as promised.

That Emperor Liufeng clenched his fists, and suddenly a powerful killing machine burst out of his body, coming from the wrath of the powerhouse of the Divine General Realm, as if he wanted to smash this Hailing Pavilion.

Fortunately, Di Liufeng saw the woman standing in the golden coffin, so he restrained in time.

Tong Ziyue glanced at Emperor Liufeng, her red lips outlined an imperceptible smugness, but she didn't speak.

"Two billion yuan!" As soon as Tong Ziyue's words fell, the man with the royal body raised his palms heavily.

At this time, there was also a solemnity on his face, to be honest, 2.4 billion US dollars, which completely exceeded his budget.

But when he thought of the treasure of this golden coffin, he was reluctant to let go.

At this time, everyone at the scene completely shut up, and Di Liufeng glanced at the man coldly, so he could only give up.

"Don't add more?" Emperor Liufeng asked Tong Ziyue.

Tong Ziyue raised her eyebrows slightly, "It depends on whether you add it or not." ”

Emperor Liufeng, "......"

Seeing this, everyone understands.

It looks like this golden coffin will eventually belong to the royal family.

And the man was also secretly relieved, if he wanted to increase the size at this time, he might really collapse.

"Do you want to add more?" The woman in the fiery red lotus dress looked around.

There was silence all around, and no one answered.

And at this moment, Zhang Zifeng spoke, and lazily he slowly raised the sign, propped his chin and said, "Two and five billion US dollars!" ”

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