Levhou, wilted.

I can't fight anymore.

The pills have long been gone, even the medicinal materials have been exhausted, and the storage bags are already empty, and there is no need to fight.

Haematemesis.

Vomiting blood.

I thought that the garbage could be destroyed at my fingertips, but I didn't expect that there was so much money, and what was even more infuriating was that all this money was piled up with garbage pills.

Millions of pills!

Levhou blinked his eyes, his face was confused, it seemed that he had been refining the pill for a lifetime, and he hadn't refined so many pills for hundreds of years, right?

Where did this dead kid get so many pills?

I don't have time to think about that.

On the auction table, the auctioneer is urging.

"Sixty-three million, sixty-three million, Levhou, do you still bid!"

With a bag of Qi Dan, Joladan's offer was directly raised to 63 million, which was 2 million higher than Levhou.

The pill can't be spelled.

However, there are other treasures.

Get out!

Levhou pointed his finger, and a flying sword appeared out of thin air.

The bloody battle to the end, the bankrupt family and the bankrupt family have to fight to the end, and they have already fought to this point, and they can't hesitate.

"This is the old man's sword, it is the Yuan Infant Realm Flying Sword, which has followed the old man for nearly a hundred years, and it can be regarded as a treasure, bet!"

Poor thing, the equipment is all pulled out.

The maid, holding a flying sword, came to the stage.

The Miaoyan real person took a look: "Not bad, the quality of this sword is not bad, it can be worth six million spirit stones!"

Boy.

As the old saying goes, a skinny camel is bigger than a horse, and Levhou is the Venerable of the Yuan Infant Realm, so he took out a piece of equipment at random, and that was a huge sum of six million.

The monks in the audience returned to the light and got up again.

"That kid is finished!"

"yes, yes, he probably doesn't have much junk elixir left. ”

"A flying sword, so that Levhou's offer is directly higher than three million, that kid has to take out four bags of garbage pills. ”

"Four bags, I bet he's gone!"

"Lao Tzu bets he still has it!"

"Rub, a thousand spirit stones, dare to bet?"

"One thousand is a hair, if you want to bet, bet big, ten thousand!"

"That's 10,000!"

The gamble is up.

The gambling contract had just been concluded, and over there, from Joladan's private room, the maid came out with a storage bag.

"Ha, I won, I won, I'll just say, he must still have the elixir, 10,000 spirit stones, give it to me!"

"Rub, how can this kid still have it? It's too brute, it hurt Lao Tzu to lose 10,000 spirit stones!"

One cuts out the money.

One takes the money.

The bet is called a hi.

Unexpectedly.

The maid walked up to the stage, opened the storage bag, and poured it down......

Confused.

"Ha, it's not an elixir, it's not a pill, I won, give me the spirit stone, you have to give me another 10,000!"

"Nima, this beast is too ruthless, isn't it?"

The corners of his eyes twitched.

The auctioneers, appraisers, and real people on the stage are also drawing.

Levhou, it's even more endless.

I only heard Joradan's cheap voice sound: "Flying sword, I also have a drop, although the quality is not good, it is better than the quantity, the wonderful eye is real, can you help me estimate the price?"

Valuation?

Estimate what a fart!

That bag, more than 3,000 flying swords!

If this is a handful of valuations, one or two hours will not be enough.

wiped a handful of cold sweat, and the magic eye real person repeated his old tricks: "Shaoxia, you can report one yourself!"

Gotcha.

Joladan opened his mouth and came: "Even if it's three thousand, seventy percent of the low-grade ones, two and a half percent of the medium-grade ones, and half of the high-grade ones, you can give an estimate." ”

This business is done, and it is hard to get!

The real person with the wonderful eye summed up: "These three thousand flying swords are worth five million spirit stones!"

Boom!

On the second floor, the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground sounded.

Lev Hou sat on the ground with a butt.

Angry.

So many top-grade pills and medicinal materials, they were fought down with garbage pills, it was already depressing enough, I didn't think about it, the flying sword was also compared to others, it was also a flying sword, but Nima was all a garbage flying sword.

"Bastard, asshole!"

"Where did this kid get so many flying swords!"

"It's not scientific, it's not scientific!"

I was so angry that I started talking nonsense......

The monks in the hall weren't having a good time either.

Just now, when I saw Levhou sacrifice the Yuanying Realm Flying Sword, I thought that a big war was about to start, and they all got back to the light.

But it didn't work out.

A bag of garbage swords smashed down.

Lay down again.

All lay there and pumped.

"Where the hell did this guy come from?"

"It's too ghostly, the pill is finished, and the flying sword is coming out again. ”

"Three thousand, enough to arm a big sect, right?"

"It's not just one, it's okay to have two or three!"

"Could it be that there is a team of great refiners behind this guy?"

"You say, does he still have a flying sword in his hand?"

"This ......"

No one dared to pack a ticket.

Earlier, every bag of garbage pills was thrown out, and there were always people who swore that this was the last bag, but as a result, they were always slapped in the face.

Now, it's the turn of the flying sword, and these people have a long memory and are silent.

The devil knows if there's any!

Let's continue to watch the excitement.

Over there, Levhou, who had been forced to go to Liangshan, was also let out.

"Old man, there is a top-grade furnace here, which is a rare treasure for alchemists, bet it!"

The abacus is quite good.

There will be a Kui Niu Juding auction later, as long as you can win this bloody battle, not only the bones of the dragon will be in hand, but the Kui Niu Juding can also be captured.

So, the guy who eats is directly betting.

The maid, carrying the stove, came to the stage.

"This tripod is not bad, and what is even more rare is the alchemist's magic weapon, which can be worth eight million!"

The alchemist's magic weapon is already valuable, and the Levhou Ding is of the highest grade, which is directly worth a high price of eight million.

"Seventy-one million, Levhou has bid seventy-one million!"

The auctioneer screamed desperately.

It's Choradan again.

Sixty-eight million is three million short of seventy-one million, which is not a small amount.

So.

With a wave of his hand.

The maid came out with another storage bag.

Boom and bang......

Another bag of flying swords.

This thing, there are a lot of them, I think at the beginning, in the illusion of refining, 100,000 monks, even if two people have a flying sword, it will cost more than 50,000, even if Qiao Ladan can't snatch everyone's flying swords, but because of robbery, selling medicine, opening storage bags, etc., a large part of it, not to mention 10,000, plus Brother Ant's collection over the years, flying swords, there are many.

I picked up a bag and added five million.

The auctioneer swallowed his saliva and moistened his chapped throat: "Seventy-three million, this young man has bid seventy-three million, that, Levhou, what about you?"

No response.

"Lev Hou?"

Still no answer.

Poor Levhou, speechless with anger, clutched his aching head, and sat there panting.