"This "Soul Burial Sutra", that is a big story, since ancient times, there are many people who have obtained this scripture, and all of them are not idle people. ”

"The most powerful thing is naturally the power that dug up the immortal grave, and the others are not bad, all digging countless graves, the holders of the scriptures of the previous generation are digging too many graves, and they are specialized in digging people's ancestral graves, which has caused public outrage, so that they have been killed by many forces. ”

And this "Soul Burial Sutra", after the death of the previous generation, has been missing, but I didn't expect that after thousands of years, this scripture was born again. ”

In the auction hall, the atmosphere was warm, and everyone was talking about this "Soul Burial Sutra".

"The finale of this auction, a volume of the Ancient Strange Sutra, the starting price is 10 million, and each price increase must not be less than 1 million!"

On the stage, Venerable Baoyuan announced loudly.

As soon as his voice fell, there was a bang.

"Eleven million!"

"Twelve million!"

The crowd scrambled to bid, and the atmosphere became a bit frenetic.

The price rose wildly, and in the blink of an eye, it increased sixfold to more than 60 million.

"I'll give 70 million!"

In the VIP seat No. 8, there was a low cheer.

The Song clan has struck again!

After bidding for the thousand-year-old Jiaozhu at the beginning, the Song clan has not moved, and now it has finally made another move.

"Eighty million!"

Someone immediately bids, and a lift is 10 million.

"I'll give 90 million!"

"100 million!"

The Song clan started, and other clans also joined in, and the auction entered a white-hot stage, and the price rose by 110 million.

An ancient strange scripture, no matter which clan is unwilling to let go, and for a clan, tens of millions are just a small amount of money.

Tang Hao sat there and didn't make a move.

He knew very well that the auction was just the beginning.

He waited patiently, watching the price continue to rise, jumping from 100 million to 200 million, to 300 million, to 400 million, and it was only a moment's work.

Those ancient countries are also crazy, bidding frantically at all costs, and the price continues to soar.

"I'm out of a billion!"

In the VIP room eighth, the Song Sage shouted, his tone was already a little crazy.

"The surname Song, you robbed Jiaozhu before, I won't give you this strange scripture, I will give you 1.1 billion!

"Okay, just follow, I'm still afraid of you!"

The sage of the Song clan snorted angrily and continued to bid, also raising 100 million.

In their bidding, the price has risen even more insanely, before it was still 10 million, but now it is 100 million.

Many people in the venue smiled wryly and gave up bidding early.

In terms of financial resources, they are far inferior to these ancient countries, and they can't afford the price of billions.

When the price soared to more than 3 billion, the sound of bidding was significantly less, and the mutual bidding between the Song and Qing tribes also slowed down, and every bidding had to be considered.

This "Soul Burial Sutra" is indeed precious, but at this price, it seems that it is not worth it, after all, this is not a supreme cultivation technique.

"Three and three billion!"

The Sage of the Qing Clan bid again.

In VIP room eight, no sound came out for a long time.

And in the other VIP seats, no one made a sound.

After a while, the Song Clan Sage finally spoke up and bid again, "Thirty four billion!"

"Thirty-five!"

The Qing Sage immediately shouted, he could see that the guy surnamed Song had begun to hesitate, as long as he was stronger, he could take it as soon as possible.

The Song Sage hesitated again and did not respond for a long time.

"The No. 6 VIP bid 3.5 billion, will anyone offer a higher price?" On the stage, Venerable Baoyuan looked around and shouted loudly.

For a while, no one answered.

"Thirty and five billion!

"It seems that this book of wonders belongs to the Qing clan!"

The crowd whispered.

They all understand that this auction is coming to an end, and with a high price of 3.5 billion, who else can compete with this Qing clan!

Venerable Bao Yuan swept around, just about to open his mouth and announce the result of the auction.

"Wait a minute!"

But at this moment, in the hustle and bustle of the venue, a low and powerful voice suddenly sounded, covering out all the voices in all directions.

Suddenly, there was silence in the field, and everyone was stunned.

Because the voice did not come from the VIP seats, but from the assembly hall.

In this venue, will anyone dare to continue bidding?

At that moment they turned around and looked over, and when they saw it clearly, they were more and more stunned.

They all have the impression of the person who spoke up, that is, the guy who spent 1.05 million yuan to get the pig-killing knife before.

"What does this guy want to do?"

"He's not going to want to bid, is he? That's 3.5 billion! He's going to give 3.5 billion?"

Everyone was a little puzzled.

With this guy, it doesn't look like he can afford 3.5 billion.

"I remember, this guy also took a treasure before, and it cost about 10 million, a total of two bids, and it cost 11 or 2 million!"

"It's only about 10 million, and now it's 3.5 billion!"

The crowd whispered.

From those VIP seats, there were eyes poking out.

In the No. 6 VIP seat, there was also a Daodao gaze poking out, and a few circles around this person, followed by a few sneers.

They also don't believe that this guy can compete with their Qing clan.

On the stage, Venerable Baoyuan was also a little stunned, of course he remembered this guy, and he took a picture of the treasure knife, he was deeply impressed!

"This fellow Daoist, are you going to bid?" he said suspiciously.

"Why, no!"

Tang Hao smiled freely, and under everyone's attention, he slowly stood up, "I am also very interested in this volume of "Soul Burial Sutra"!"

"Ho!"

Suddenly, in the No. 6 VIP room, there were a few sneers.

"Just by you, you also made 3.5 billion?"

The Qing people spoke contemptuously.

Tang Hao's eyes probed and said with a smile: "Three and five billion spars, I really don't have them!"

"No?"

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then they all laughed.

"If you don't have 3.5 billion, then what are you going to do when you stand up!"

"I'm afraid this guy isn't an idiot! Isn't it a shame to shoot without money!"

The crowd roared and shouted.

On the stage, Venerable Baoyuan frowned and said, "This fellow Daoist, since you can't afford to come out so much, then don't get involved." ”

Tang Hao smiled and said, "I don't have a spare, but I have other better things!"

"Huh?" Venerable Baoyuan suddenly showed a puzzled look, what treasures can be worth so much as three and five billion, this guy is afraid that he is not talking nonsense, deliberately making trouble, right?

"This fellow Daoist, I think you want to use treasures, but you must know that ordinary treasures are not accepted by my god Bao Zhai!"

His face sank, and his tone was a little unkind.

Even if this guy has some treasures, how many pieces do you have to be worth 3.5 billion, besides, it is quite troublesome to use treasures to resist the spars, and you have to identify them one by one and evaluate them one by one.

Therefore, generally speaking, he is not accepted by Shen Bao Zhai.

There was another burst of laughter.

This guy is also wonderful, he actually wants to bid in this way, even if he really gets a treasure worth 3.5 billion, doesn't he know that his opponent is the Qing clan, one of the top clans in the ancient wilderness?

With the size of such a top clan, he could easily take out a few hundred million more and directly crush him.

(End of chapter)