After all, no matter how much trouble there is, only a few people will die, but if one force is destroyed, the other forces in the Black Horn Domain will all have the same hatred, and they don't want a newly rising force to disrupt the current pattern.

Chu Mo's gaze swept among the VIPs who participated in the auction below, to be able to participate in an auction of this level is generally either rich or expensive, and finally his gaze fell on a young man whose face was a little too pale and handsome, and his age was only about twenty-four or five. However, judging from the occasional trace of energy that seeps out of its body, causing the air to fluctuate slightly. Its strength is probably at least at the Dou Ling level.

The young sect masters of the Blood Sect, Fan Ling and Chu Mo recognized each other, his father was one of the top ten people on the black list, and he founded the Blood Sect, which can be regarded as a big force in the Black Horn Domain.

"You're out of luck." Chu Mo smiled at the corner of his mouth and put his gaze back on the auction table.

"This sword's name is Han Feng. It is made of iron. It can be called sharpening iron like clay. And it is perfectly inlaid with a three-grade ice demon core. If it is a person who cultivates the water attribute and the ice attribute, he will fight against the enemy since he holds it. The power will definitely be on the next level. But you must take things with you when you go out. If you are interested. Don't skimp on your money. Money is certainly precious, but on the premise of life enjoyment, isn't it? Hehe. ”

The old man held an azure sword. The blade of the sword shook. A faint chill rose. It forms a faint white gas. He turned his head to look inside the auction room. He said with a smile: "The reserve price is 100,000 yuan, please do it." ”

"Three hundred thousand!"

Chu Mo directly shouted the price, he was the top box, when he shouted the price, there would naturally be a maid below to help show the cards.

Like Chu Mo, he directly increased the price by three times, basically cutting off the possibility of others competing for it. What's more, this commodity is not very precious, but more people's eyes still look at the box where Chu Mo is.

How long has it been since this kind of box has been open at the Black Seal Auction House? Even the young sect master of the Blood Sect can only be in the VIP seat below, the Black Seal Auction Hall, and it seems that a big man has come today.

Most people swallowed their anger. The auction continues.

Armor. Fighting skills. Exercises. Medicinal herbs and so on, all kinds of dazzling treasures were pushed up in turn. But every time, as long as it was the young sect master of the Blood Sect, as soon as he shouted the price, Chu Mo would directly double the price.

The auction lasted more than halfway, and the other party was stunned that he didn't buy anything.

"Bang!"

"This guy is targeting the young sect master." The young sect master of the Blood Sect raised his hand angrily and smashed it on the seat, and he almost couldn't help but stand up and scold, but fortunately, the subordinates around him stopped him.

After all, they may not be able to afford to live in this kind of box, and if the Blood Sect Sect Master is here, it will be about the same.

"This little guy is not as careless as I thought, and he still knows how to forbear, but how long can you endure it." Chu Mo chuckled, picked up a cup of tea, and tasted it gently.

On the crystal table, the auction continues. The auctioneer carefully picked up a scroll made of ancient jade. Facing the field. The face is full of mystery.

"Everyone. I'm afraid that the next thing that needs to be auctioned is now rarely seen by many people. It's also a fighting skill. However, due to the loss of the production method. Nowadays it is extremely rare. ”

The auctioneer's palm shook. The reels slammed down. It was revealed. Suddenly. A pair of jet-black bat's wings that are miniature and look a little ghostly. appeared in everyone's sight. Above the wings of a bat's pitch-black bat. There was a faint light purple thunder. A little arc. It looks like lightning bolts in the shape of a substance, which is quite mysterious.

"Flying Fighting Skills, Thunderbat Sky Wings!"

The auction room was a little quiet. Some people who don't know the goods. Slightly dazed. And those who have heard of the name of flying fighting. For example, the Blood Sect in front. Black Skull Tomb and other forces. There was a slight commotion.

In particular, the young sect master of the Blood Sect, he is still a fighting spirit, and he can't turn his qi into wings, and this flying fighting skill helps him a lot.

"Hmph, I want to see how you fight me this time."

The young sect master of the Blood Sect glanced at the direction of the box and was a little angry, the previous goods were all petty fights, and the prices were not high, it was indeed not worth offending others for these things.

"Huh. I think you also know that flying fighting skills are rare today. So after our consultations, this volume of "Thunderbat Sky Wings". If you rank them by rank. It should be regarded as a low-level flying fighting skill of the Xuan Rank, so his auction reserve price. Set at a million now. The auction begins. ”

The white-haired auctioneer said with a smile.

After the white-haired auctioneer's voice just fell. The Young Sect Master of the Blood Sect, Fan Ling, slowly got up. A cold gaze looked around. If you make eye contact with it. They all involuntarily looked away.

"One million and three million!"

"I finally couldn't help it." Chu Mo chuckled, this flying fighting skill, for him, there is nothing to attract him, with his cultivation speed, at most, in half a year, he will be able to step into the realm of the Dou King, and the fighting spirit will turn into wings.

"One and a half million!"

Chu Mo said slowly, not in a hurry.

In one round, the price was increased by 500,000 gold coins, which made many people a little timid, and calmed down their hearts because of their flying fighting skills.

"One million six million!" Fan Ling raised his eyebrows, clenched his fists tightly, and held back his anger.

"Two million." Chu Mo's calm voice sounded slowly, but this time it was not just an offer, "Little doll of the Blood Sect, the old man has the money to play slowly with you, the old man today, put the words here, you Blood Sect, you can't take a single thing." ”

"You !!"

Fan Ling angrily turned around and pointed in the direction of the box, and just wanted to scold, but was stopped by the elder beside him.

"The young sect master is calm, and the overall situation is important."

Fan Ling took a deep breath, forcibly suppressed his anger, and sat back down. This scene made the other forces in the auction can't help but narrow their eyes, this is not the style of the Blood Sect.

"Huh. Something to auction next. It's a little weird. Because even we don't know what that does. But after a lot of arguments in our auctions. It's like some kind of unknown treasure map. ”

The white-haired auctioneer smiled awkwardly, although he took over the previous matter and continued to preside.

Bend over and take out a silver platter. Then carefully lift the brocade cloth on the silver platter. Suddenly. A tattered piece of ancient cloth.

Chu Mo, who was originally listless, suddenly his eyes lit up and he stood up from his position.

He naturally recognized it at a glance, and the demon fire remnant was !!

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