As Demon Yi left angrily, the atmosphere in the entire auction hall was shrouded in an eerie depression. Although the few people sitting in the first few rows were still working hard, they could clearly hear a trace of exhaustion and absent-mindedness from the applause, and their voices were far less high-pitched and loud than before.

Yes, with the cold and capricious personality of the Demon Flash, maybe it will be angry with anyone's head, saying that the gun shoots the first bird, and there is only one life, who wants to be the first bird.

The eyes of the auctioneers looking at Mu Zifeng also have a variety of meanings, including indifference like looking at a dead person, dodging like fear of the plague, schadenfreude like watching the excitement, and compassion like looking at a slaughtered lamb...... But more than that, it is a kind of anger and rejection, that is the rejection in the heart, if the vision can kill, then at this time, Mu Zifeng may have died hundreds of times.

Mu Zifeng ignored the performance of the audience, and sat there, looking like an old monk was there, the five gods were introverted, and the tiger's eyes were slightly together.

Zi Lan, who was sitting next to Mu Zifeng, was far less determined than him, she sat there, like someone had sprinkled a thumbtack under her buttocks, like sitting on pins and needles, the snow-white handkerchief was held in her hand, and the fine unpleated silk material was already soaked in cold sweat, and the cracked folds were like small snakes, crawling meandering. The small heart is like a patient with a rapid heart rate who drinks two bowls of high-altitude liquor, pounding and pounding. A small face was flushed, and from a distance, it looked like a layer of red paper had been pasted on the face.

Her heart was fluctuating violently, the black, yellow, blue, and red lights in her eyes kept switching, and by chance, she glanced at Mu Zifeng, who had a calm face beside her, and an urge to hit someone suddenly rose in her heart......

Cen Qin, who was presiding over the auction on the stage, took a deep breath, although Mu Zifeng's life and death had nothing to do with him half of the magic crystal coin, she still glanced at him, and said in her heart: "This guy is really a stunned young man, he doesn't know how to advance or retreat, and he has no sense of proportion." ”

The next auction took place in this oppressive atmosphere. One by one, the lots were taken away by different auctioneers, including medium-grade magic treasures, middle-grade elixirs, and many miscellaneous things that assisted in cultivation, and some strange things that Mu Zifeng had never seen before.

Although Cen Qin was trying to stir up the atmosphere on the court, no matter how hard she tried, the auctioneer was far less positive than in the first round, until a top-level elixir appeared.

"The following lot is a top-grade thousand-year-old elixir called the Demon Wind Overlord Chrysanthemum. Cen Qin's words fell, and Mu Zifeng, who had been closing his eyes before, opened his eyes.

"Demon Wind Overlord Ju, it is one of the two medicinal materials necessary to refine the Wind Bead in the information left by Wuyazi's predecessors, it's really lucky!" Mu Zifeng secretly decided, "Since you have encountered it, you must get it!"

"The Demon Wind Overlord Chrysanthemum is the main medicine for refining the Demon Wind Pill, the Demon Wind Pill has the effect of increasing the wind attribute attack martial arts by thirty percent, the auction price of a Demon Wind Pill is two million lower-grade magic crystals, and the reserve price of this Demon Wind Overlord Chrysanthemum is one million, and the price increase shall not be less than 50,000 each time. ”

Cen Qin raised the jade box containing the Demon Wind Overlord Chrysanthemum, opened it carefully, and a strange fragrance unique to the top elixir instantly filled the audience, closing his eyes and listening, as if there was a whirring wind pouring out of the two-foot-long elixir, and the long hair of several photographers in the front row automatically rose without wind.

What a miraculous elixir.

That's right, it's the Demon Wind Overlord Chrysanthemum, look at the quality for more than a thousand years, I'm afraid it's more than two thousand years! Mu Zifeng was secretly excited.

"Hey," the crowd gasped, "This Demon Wind Overlord Chrysanthemum is indeed a good thing, but the price is too outrageous, right?"

There was silence for a full minute, and then a lazy voice sounded in the audience: "One hundred and fifty thousand." ”

Mu Zifeng looked at the person who spoke, and saw that the person was twenty-two or three years old, dressed in white, with five-colored eyes shining with a lazy light, and the whole person looked quite a bit like a jade tree in the wind, since he came to the Xuan Demon Continent, it was the first time that Mu Zifeng had seen such a handsome person.

Cen Qin's eyes looked at the man, he was slightly stunned, and quickly took it back. Others may not have discovered it, but at this moment, it was still captured by the keen Mu Zifeng.

"One million and one million. "There was a man in white who started, and someone on the field began to call the price.

"One and a half million. ”

"One and a million three thousand. ”

......

The bidding came and went, until it reached 1.9 million, and the bidding became sparse, during which Mu Zifeng also participated twice.

"Two million. Mu Zifeng stood up again and raised the bidding sign on his right.

The man in white shook his head and didn't raise his card again, his lazy eyes were not shocked.

"Two and two hundred thousand. Just as Mu Zifeng was full of pride, and when he saw that he was about to take the Demon Wind Overlord Chrysanthemum, a domineering voice came out of the VIP room.

"It's Huang Li Fan Ku!" Mu Zifeng immediately heard that it was the young master of the Huang Li faction, Yi Li Fan Ku, who was shouting the price.

There was a wry smile on his face, it seemed that he was still coming, and in an instant, that wry smile was replaced by the perseverance in his eyes.

"Two million six thousand. Mu Zifeng's tone was calm and peaceful, just like the two million six hundred thousand low-grade magic crystals and twenty-six.

"Two million eight hundred thousand. He shouted calmly.

If Mu Zifeng was in front of him, he could see that Huang Lifanku's eyes were full of excitement after revenge.

"Three million. Mu Zifeng still had a calm tone.

"Three and two hundred thousand. There was a hint of ridicule in his cool tone.

"Crazy, two crazy!" Hearing the bidding of the two, all the bidders made a conclusion to the two at the first time.

Yes, a finished Demon Wind Pill is only two million, and the Demon Wind Overlord Chrysanthemum, which is its main medicine, is not worth three million and two million, what is this not a madman?

"Three and a half million. Mu Zifeng gritted his teeth, his eyes were red.

He only has a total of 10 million, and in the first round, he has spent 3.1 million yuan in order to bid for the high-level martial arts of the Wind Walking Shadow Step, and now he only has 6.9 million in his hand.

Now that it has risen to three and a half million, if he doesn't have enough money, it is impossible for him to buy another auxiliary medicine, the violet wind vine, you know, that violet wind vine is also a top-level thousand-year-old elixir.

If the Demon Wind Overlord Chrysanthemum can make the wind attribute of the wind bead play one hundred and thirty percent, then, the violet wind vine is like a Dinghai God Needle, which will firmly fix the wind bead in Mu Zifeng's body, the Demon Wind Overlord Chrysanthemum has the attribute of lightness, and the violet wind vine is more thick, one light and one thick, yin and yang are harmonized, and the characteristics of the wind bead will increase exponentially, which is indispensable, not to mention, with the blessing of the violet wind vine, he will be more lethal when he practices the "Wind Breaking Palm".

This is the message left by the old man who risked his life, and the authenticity is beyond doubt.

"Three million eight hundred thousand. Huang Li Fanku didn't know what Mu Zifeng was thinking, in his heart, the pleasure after revenge was expanding infinitely.

"Da Shao, will that Terran kid stop following?" Fan Yicheng, who was on the side, saw that Huang Li Fanku was almost crazy, and carefully reminded him.

On the surface, Fan Yicheng is a slave and a straw bag, but as the future head of the Earth Demon Sect, which one is given for nothing?

"Yes, young master, don't forget our mission here. Yuwen Barberry also reminded on the side.

Di Li Fanku was stunned for a moment, and his swollen blood calmed down a lot, "Yes, if Mu Zifeng doesn't follow, he can only become the laughing stock of the audience if he spends such a high price to photograph the Demon Wind Overlord Chrysanthemum, because the Demon Wind Overlord Chrysanthemum is useless to him and the entire sect." ”

Although he was arrogant, he also knew how to measure, "Is the sect's money so easy to spend?" ”

As the temperature of his blood dropped, his sanity took over again. I secretly prayed in my heart: "Mu Zifeng, Mu Zifeng, you must follow." ”

It really seems to be a prophecy.

As Fan Yicheng and Yu Wenbai reminded, for two minutes, Mu Zifeng did not make any quotations.

"Mu Zifeng, you are a bad seed, hurry up and shout the price!" Huang Li Fanku shouted anxiously in his heart, but his face was calm. Not to mention, as a candidate for the future master of the Huang Li faction, Huang Li Fanku's superficial kung fu is undoubtedly passable.

Did Mu Zifeng give up?

Even Cen Qin looked at Mu Zifeng with a hint of surprise in her eyes, this human man had brought her too many different feelings, could he still surprise himself this time?

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