Chapter 685 Bidding for the Black Iron Order (Asking for Subscriptions, Rewards)

One came from the elder of the Holy Witch Sect who was about to die, and one of the Yin Owl eyes came from the new star of the Ghost King Valley.

The gaze of the two yin owls swept towards Gu Bei.

After a short silence at the scene, there was immediately a shouting commotion, and the sound of ear to ear was endless.

"That guy has a hole in his head, right? He dares to bid with Elder Qiu of the Holy Witch Sect?!"

"Elder Qiu is at the end of his transformation into a god, and the bidding for this cold yin fruit is probably to impact the realm of returning to the void, and that kid is simply killing himself!"

"Yes. You must know that cutting off people's cultivation opportunities can be equivalent to killing their parents and insulting people... There is such a great hatred between wives and daughters. ”

"Not only that, this guy also offended the two families at once, didn't you see that the ghost king of the Ghost King Valley was already pale?"

......

Gu Bei's stone stirred up a thousand waves, and the shouting between the fields continued.

The two killing forces were even more undisguised and locked Gu Bei.

"This guy is really looking for death! Even if the Ghost King Valley and the Holy Witch Sect will let him go, this Holy Maiden will definitely not let him have a good time!"

Where the Penglai Immortal Sect was located, the Holy Maiden Glass Fairy saw Gu Bei's offer, and she angered the two sects, and she couldn't help but gloat in her heart.

However, Gu Bei's expression was always very flat about the killing intent that came from the two sides, and he didn't even look at the two sects, and sat upright with a leisurely appearance.

But Zhao Baitong didn't speak so well, the cultivation in the early stage of the god transformation escaped slightly, his eyes glared fiercely at Elder Qiu of the Holy Witch Sect, and then turned to the direction of the ghost prince of the Ghost King Valley, impartially.

After some people around felt Zhao Baitong's cultivation, they immediately showed a clear look: "No wonder this guy dares to be so arrogant, there is actually a god master by his side." ”

There was someone who could see through Zhao Baitong's cultivation, and immediately showed a touch of disdain: "It's just the early stage of the transformation of the gods, do you really think that Elder Qiu will be afraid of that kid?"

"One thousand spirit stones once, and if there is one higher than one thousand, is there any, one thousand spirit stones are ...... twice"

As soon as the shopkeeper Hu shouted twice, the Ghost King Valley had already raised the bidding card again: One thousand five.

Not to be outdone, the Holy Witch Sect raised a sign of two thousand, looking like it was bound to win.

As a result, the auction price soared.

When the bidding price reached 5,000 spirit stones, Zhao Baitong couldn't sit still, and hurriedly asked in a low voice, "Sir, it's 5,000." ”

"I know!"

Gu Bei indifferently spit out three words, raised the sign again, and directly added a thousand.

Belch......

Zhao Baitong was speechless for a while.

Now that you know, why do you continue to increase the price?

That's 6,000 spirit stones. Do you have one?

Thinking about this in his heart, Zhao Baitong had already blurted out his mouth and asked, "Sir, do you have so many spirit stones on your body?"

"Nope!"

Gu Bei was indifferent, and replied very cheerfully.

No, how dare you participate in the auction? Aren't you afraid of being beaten?

If the auction is successful, what will I pay for later?

"Could it be that the gentleman is going to ...... Robbing?!"

Zhao Baitong lowered his voice and asked in Gu Bei's ear.

I couldn't help but feel excited. He knew that his master, his cultivation was unfathomable, and if he really robbed it, wouldn't it be very lively and exciting!

Gu Bei casually held the bidding card in his hand, slapped Zhao Baitong's head with a snap, and glared angrily: "The deity doesn't have that habit!"

But Shopkeeper Hu thought that Gu Bei had raised the sign again, and he had directly added a sign with a high price of 2,000, and opened his mouth to quote: "This gentleman is a monk of 10,000! Is there anything higher than 10,000?"

Because six thousand came from Gu Bei, and when Zhao Baitong and the two were talking, the price had soared to eight thousand spirit stones.

At this time, the brand Gu Bei took out was a brand with a magnitude of 2,000 spirit stones, and he casually hit Zhao Baitong, and the shopkeeper Hu thought that Gu Bei was holding up a sign to offer.

"Ah...... Sir, they misunderstood!"

Zhao Baitong couldn't care about the pain in his head, and when he heard the offer, his eyes immediately widened.

"Report, it's all reported. So be it!"

Gu Bei shrugged his shoulders indifferently.

However, Gu Bei's price directly increased by two thousand, causing the price to soar to a super high price of 10,000 spirit stones.

Immediately, the people of the Holy Witch Sect and the Ghost King Valley were shocked, and the murderous intent became even stronger.

However, a self-defeating small accident actually made the people of the Holy Witch Sect and the Ghost King Valley give up their plans to continue to raise the price, and they fell silent one by one.

But the eyes full of murderous intent glared at Gu Bei fiercely.

As if to say: this matter is not over!

After all, in their opinion, this was just a cold yin fruit that would help them cultivate, and it was already a high price of 10,000 yuan, and any more, it would be very worthless.

Moreover, even if you take a picture of the cold yin fruit, who can guarantee that you will be the last one to eat in your mouth?

Elder Qiu of the Holy Witch Sect gave up because before coming to the Treasure Pavilion, the sect master explained: At all costs, he must also take the Black Iron Order.

If too many spirit stones were lost on a Cold Yin Fruit, resulting in the failure of the Black Iron Order's bidding, none of them would want to live.

The witch god who descended from the Flying Immortal Continent would not leave them alive.

The Ghost King Valley also planned to get the Black Iron Order, so naturally it didn't dare to lose too much in advance, so it had to give up and continue to bid for the Cold Yin Fruit.

"Ten thousand spirit stones ...... at a time," the shopkeeper Hu shouted.

"10,000 twice, and is there a ...... higher than 10,000?"

"Ten thousand thirteen!"

When the hammer was struck, it indicated that the soul fruit was successfully photographed by Gu Bei.

The hammer hit the wooden platform, as if it hit Zhao Baitong's heart, making Zhao Baitong's heartbeat seem to stop.

"Sir, did you get your hands?!" Zhao Baitong exclaimed.

"What a fuss!" Gu Bei didn't bother to pay attention to it, and had already begun to close his eyes and recuperate.

In the next auction, there was nothing Gu Bei wanted, so Gu Bei didn't make another move.

It wasn't until an hour later that when the treasurer Hu took the last tray out himself, everyone in the entire venue held their breath.

staring at the tray in the hand of the shopkeeper Hu with burning eyes.

"The best shot of the day is a token. What is the specific use, the old man will not go into detail here. If you should know, you will know, and if you should not know, it is better not to know!"

Shopkeeper Hu's words were a little strange, but none of the people present refuted it out loud.

"The starting price, starting with 10,000 spirit stones, will increase the price by no less than 1,000 each time!"

As soon as Shopkeeper Hu's words fell, Zhao Baitong was immediately shocked: "Rub, this thing is so valuable." ”

Suddenly, Zhao Baitong's eyes widened and he looked at Gu Bei with a look of understanding: "Mr. is planning to use the money from the auction of this thing to pay the bill!"

"You're not too stupid!"

Gu Bei smiled indifferently and continued to close his eyes to recuperate.

(End of chapter)