Chapter 632: Ninety Million Spirits!
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At this moment, Na Yunfeng disdained a word and spoke directly.
Immediately, everyone present changed their eyes, and this time they added one million, and they deserved to be the third largest owner among many islands.
The black-faced middle-aged man sighed, this competition was no longer something he could participate in.
"Cloud Island Lord, this time, Hai will not let you! Four million!"
When Hai Yipeng heard this, he immediately spoke.
Everyone's eyes changed again, and another million was added at once.
For a while, no one was speechless in the audience, it was not that they didn't speak, but the price was already a little beyond their affordability, and even if they fought for all their belongings, they didn't dare, for this wooden talisman, offended the two powerhouses of Haiyi Peng and Yunfeng, but it was too unworthy.
"Five million spirits!"
At this moment, Yun Feng glanced at Hai Yipeng coldly, and immediately spoke.
"Six million!"
"Seven million!"
......
"Ten million!"
In the end, Yun Feng stood up, spoke sharply, and then looked at Hai Yipeng and said, "If the island master can offer a higher price, this thing will be yours!"
Ten million!
For a while, everyone was in a trance.
10 million, is basically the limit of the price of this wooden talisman, if there is more price, it will be more than worth the loss.
Everyone could see how much this Yun Feng cared about this wooden talisman.
"Hehe, the cloud island lord laughed, the beauty of a gentleman's adulthood, since the cloud island lord loves this thing so much, Hai will not fight!"
When Hai Yipeng heard this, he immediately opened his mouth and smiled.
He himself has a life-saving thing similar to this wooden talisman, although this thing is good, but he doesn't have the heart to take it, more than 10 million can be a little more than this value, he Hai Yipeng doesn't want to waste all the spirit stones here.
When Yun Feng heard this, a flash of joy appeared on his face.
"Okay, the Cloud Island Lord bid 10 million spirits, but is there any higher?"
Hei Lao spoke, no one said for a while, and then he said: "Ten million once, ten million twice, ten million ......"
"Twenty million!"
At this moment, a voice with a bit of arrogance came.
As soon as this voice came out, the entire auction hall was silent in an instant!
Million......
This time it added a full 10 million, and my ears heard it right!
For a moment, everyone's eyes looked towards the source of the sound!
When I saw the person who made the bid, it was all a surprise.
The person who opened his mouth was Wu Sandan.
Wu Sandan looked at the old man Hei and said lightly: "You heard it right, the old man bid 20 million spirits!"
"Master Wu is really extraordinary, but there are even more expensive ones?"
There was joy in the eyes of the black elder, today this wooden talisman reached 10 million to meet expectations, and more than 10 million was a big profit.
When Yun Feng heard this, anger flashed in his eyes, but in the end he sighed, although his strength was one line higher than Wu Sandan's strength in the Yuanshen Great Perfection, but Wu Sandan's status was far beyond his reach, and with Wu Sandan's financial resources, he would definitely lose if he fought hard with him.
"Master Wu is really wealthy!"
"Hey, 20 million spirits, I'm afraid we won't be able to save it in our lifetime!"
"This is just a drop in the bucket for Master Wu!"
......
For a while, everyone sighed and spoke.
The envy and reverence of the surrounding people made Wu Sandan extremely comfortable, and his gaze fell on Gu Feng in the corner, and he said provocatively: "Dead wood, you seem to want to compete with the deity just now, now that the opportunity has come, do you dare to ask for a price?"
Under these words, everyone's eyes converged towards Gu Feng.
"If this dead wood wants to fight with Master Wu, he is simply looking for death!"
"That is, 20 million spirits, how can he have it!"
"Even if you sell yourself, it's not enough!"
......
Twenty million spirits is not a small amount, and half of the people present do not have twenty million spirits in their hands, so everyone is extremely unoptimistic about Gu Feng for a while.
Seeing that Gu Feng was silent, Wu Sandan spoke again: "What, don't you dare?"
When Gu Feng heard this, he smiled slightly, and said lightly: "Since Master Wu has spoken, then Ku is to play with Master Wu, 40 million spirits!"
What the?
40,000,000 spirits?
For a moment, everyone's eyes widened.
At this moment, 20 million spirits were added, and everyone's eyes changed, who would have thought that Gu Feng would have such a net worth.
There was surprise in the eyes of the black elder, and he immediately spoke: "The withered boy bid 40 million spirits, but there are even higher bids?"
At this moment, everyone sighed that these 40 million spirits had completely exceeded the value of the wooden talisman itself, and it was obvious that this was the fighting spirit of Deadwood and Wu Sandan.
A look of surprise flashed in Wu Sandan's eyes, and then he sneered: "It's a little interesting, but if you want to fight with the old man to get rich, you are still a little tender, sixty million spirits!"
On the same day, he was defeated by Gu Feng in the Tianmen Formation and lost face.
Today, he is going to completely suppress it at this auction, regain his face, and then take his life to relieve the hatred in his heart.
60 million spirits!
This time, another 20 million was added, and everyone could see that it was because the dead wood added 20 million before, so Wu Sandan was like this.
"Do you dare to continue?"
Wu Sandan looked at Gu Feng with a provocation.
"Ninety million!"
Gu Feng said lightly.
For Gu Feng, the spirit stone has no concept at all, so he might as well provoke this Wu Sandan to the extreme today to facilitate the future plan. Moreover, this wooden talisman contains extremely strange creatures, and Gu Feng also wants to get it very much in his heart.
"Ninety million, I heard you right!"
"How can this dead wood have such a net worth!"
"This time, it's 30 million!"
......
For a while, everyone exclaimed.
Of the people present, there were 90 million spirits, and one-third of them were less.
Ninety million spirits is definitely a huge fortune.
Rao is Wu Sandan, his eyes couldn't help but change slightly, and he said in a cold voice: "Dead wood, this is the Tianzi Auction House, it's not a place for you to mess around, you have called the price, if there is no corresponding spirit stone, today, you can't get out of here!"
"What's the matter, Master Wu is not enough spirit stones?"
When Gu Feng heard this, he said casually.
"Will the old man be enough?"
When Wu Sandan heard this, he sneered, and the light on the ring flashed.
Immediately, in front of him, a pile of spiritual stones quickly piled up, and soon this pile of spiritual stones reached a height of nine zhang.
Ninety million spirits!
At this moment, Wu Sandan showed his financial strength.
He looked at Gu Feng and said, "Do you have it?"
For a while, everyone's eyes fell on Gu Feng again.
Gu Feng smiled slightly, and the light curtain above the ring flashed, and then nine thousand spirit stones flew out.
And these spirit stones, the breath is extremely terrifying, they are all high-grade spirit stones, but they are not those middle-grade and low-grade spirit stones that Wu Sandan took out.
Everyone knows that a high-grade spirit stone is worth 10,000 lower-grade spirit stones, and high-grade spirit stones are extremely rare, and this dead wood took out 9,000 high-grade spirit stones, which is equivalent to 90 million spirits, and instantly compared Wu Sandan directly.
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