Chu Mo narrowed his eyes, this remnant picture, he was bound to get.

On the crystal stage, the white-haired auctioneer was foaming at the mouth and introducing how mysterious this ancient rag was, in short, he tried all his strength to increase the value of this ancient cloth, but unfortunately it didn't seem to have much effect, because under his impatient introduction, some people on the field had begun to get impatient, and some hot-tempered people even scolded directly.

Hearing that there was still not much enthusiastic reaction below, the white-haired auctioneer had no choice but to shake his head helplessly, swallowed a mouthful of saliva and moistened his dry throat, and said with a wry smile: "According to the setting, the low price of this piece of rag is 100,000 gold coins, now, let's start the auction." ”

As the white-haired old man's words fell, the field fell into silence.

Ancient remnants, it is indeed quite rare, but after all, it is only a remnant map, extremely difficult to obtain, how difficult it is to get it all together, not to mention that this may not be a treasure map, although 100,000 gold coins are not much for the people present, but no one is willing to spend this unjust money.

Chu Mo took a deep breath, he didn't rush to bid, he was too eager at this time, but it was easy to cause covetousness.

After the silence of the auction room lasted for nearly five minutes, the white-haired auctioneer finally sighed, and just as he was about to announce that the auction had failed, a voice suddenly made him breathe a sigh of relief.

"110,000 gold coins, old man, I am a little interested in this ancient remnant." Chu Mo's indifferent voice slowly sounded.

Someone on the crystal platform finally made an offer. The auctioneer also quietly exhaled his head and smiled at Chu Mo's location: "This lord bid 110,000 yuan." Does anyone still want a markup? ”

"Wait."

The cold voice suddenly sounded, making the hammer of the auctioneer's hand stiffen, and his puzzled eyes followed the sound, but when he saw Fan Ling, the young sect master of the Blood Sect who slowly stood up, he was stunned for a moment, and said with a smile: "Young sect master, this is?" ”

Ignoring him, in full view of everyone, Fan Ling turned around and stared at the direction of the box where Chu Mo was with a cold gaze.

"It's nothing, since it's an auction, naturally the one with the highest price will get it, and the young sect master of this young sect suddenly has some interest in this ancient remnant, 150,000."

"Two hundred thousand." Chu Mo continued to speak, his tone indifferent.

"Twenty-five."

Fan Ling, the young sect master of the Blood Sect, is now purely vindictive, taking revenge on Chu Mo's previous behavior.

"Hehe, okay, since the young sect master is interested, take it, but ...... That's it, anyway, just the blood sect can't be angry. Chu Mo squinted his eyes and did not continue to increase the price, the contradiction between him and Fan Ling was enough to be used as an excuse.

If he continues to increase the price, he may expose the true value of the remnants, and he really doesn't care about these forces present, but if the matter gets big and other forces find out, he will also have some trouble.

Finally, this remnant ...... Hehe, this young sect master of the Blood Sect will definitely not be able to get out of Black Seal City, what is he anxious about, he is just helping him bid.

"But the old man still has to worry about the future of the Blood Sect, the dignified young sect master, so brainless, spending 200,000 gold coins to buy a remnant picture, it's really not easy."

"You, old thing, you're fooling me." Fan Ling finally couldn't help it.

The people present, because of Chu Mo's words, suddenly realized that they were deliberately deceiving this young sect master of the Blood Sect, thinking of this, they actually glanced in the direction of Fan Ling a few times.

"Presumptuous."

"Boom~"

At the same time that a cold drink fell, it was accompanied by Chu Mo's terrifying divine thoughts, Chu Mo did not mobilize many divine thoughts, but for these people present, it was at least the spiritual power of the Nine Star Douhuang level.

"Even if it's your father, he's also a junior here with me, give your father a face, and the next time he's talking nonsense, he will directly abolish you."

Fan Ling was the main bearer of Chu Mo's spiritual power, and was directly pressed under the chair by a force.

"Seniors forgive the sins, I apologize on behalf of the young sect master."

A Blood Sect elder beside Fan Ling was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat, and hurriedly stood up and apologized.

Chu Mo snorted coldly and withdrew his spiritual power.

What he wanted was this effect, to inadvertently show some strength, to deter these forces, and also to pave the way for the destruction of the Blood Sect in the future.

"Let's go on with the auction."

Chu Mo's faint voice came, and the white-haired auctioneer slowly breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly said a few words, prevaricating the embarrassing atmosphere.

The auction slowly came to an end, Chu Mo made very few shots, the cherished medicinal materials were not cherished by him, he could directly exchange them with the system, if he practiced the exercises, he practiced the burning technique, as for the too ordinary fighting skills, Chu Mo couldn't look down on them.

At his level, he must at least have fighting skills above the ground level to arouse his interest.

At the end of the auction. Finally, there is a real heavy lot. To be exact. It is a fighting skill of the body method.

"Three thousand thunderbolts. Body fighting skills. Level. Ground level is low. ”

The auctioneer's soft voice. In an instant, the whole noisy auction fell silent. Countless red eyes. Suddenly looked at the silver scroll on the crystal platform. The sound of rapid breathing. It's like pulling a bellows, whirring.

Chu Mo, who had been resting with his eyes closed, raised his eyebrows and opened his eyes.

With the appearance of "Three Thousand Thunders". The atmosphere in the auction hall is at its hottest. The big forces ahead. It was finally the shirtless and red-faced bidding that stunned countless people.

"Three Thousand Thunderbolts". And there is an initial reserve price set. But at that moment when the auctioneer's hand auction hammer had just fallen. The price soared to a high price of 5 million.

"Six million!"

"Seven million!"

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"Eleven two million!" The price has reached this point, and even those big forces are a little prohibitive. This price was shouted by a gray-robed man in the Black Skull Tomb.

The silence of the auction lasted for a long time.

The white-haired auctioneer was also very satisfied with this price, and when he was about to swing the hammer to finalize it, Chu Mo's lazy voice finally sounded.

"Fifteen million."

Ground-level fighting skills, Chu Mo is not necessary, but he finally came up with something that interests him, it is a pity not to buy it, the wealth of a high-level alchemist can easily surpass some so-called big forces.

As Chu Mo's voice fell, the silence of the auction hall was instantly broken, in exchange for an incredible exclamation.

Fifteen million, even the forces of the Black Skull Tomb, have been accumulated in the past year.

Of course, the main thing is to maintain the power of a sect, and the cost is also huge.

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