Ten million!

That's right, Yang Mo's offer is indeed 10 million!

The auctioneer took a deep breath and continued, "Yang Shao's offer, 10 million!

"It's too expensive, that broken sword is not worth the price at all. ”

"It's really capricious to be rich!"

The man glanced back at Yang Mo, and a trace of coldness flashed in his eyes.

"Childe, there is no need to be angry, our real target is the Danmen's Birth Pill. The entourage next to the man reminded in a whisper.

"Ten million times!"

"Ten million twice!"

"Ten million three times! Congratulations to Yang Shao, this ancient sword is yours. ”

The auctioneer had a smile on his face and pointed his finger at Yang Mo.

Everyone looked at Yang Mo like a fool, and their faces were full of sarcastic smiles.

However, Yang Mo didn't care, walked up to the stage, and took out the sword in the box.

"Young man, drip your blood on the sword!" the sword spirit urged.

Yang Mo did not hesitate, and directly cut his fingers with his sword, dripping blood on the sword.

Hiss!

Suddenly.

The sword began to tremble violently, making a buzzing sound.

The rust spots on the sword gradually cracked, and then fell off at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Clang!

The rust spots fell off, and the extremely cold sword body was revealed, emitting a series of icy cold air, freezing the air.

Everyone in the hall couldn't help but feel a chill.

"It's ...... Legend has it that a sword can split the heavens and the earth, and the sun and the moon. ”

Yang Mo opened his mouth wide, his face full of shock and joy.

The flood is chaotic, the world has not opened, Hongmeng is out, and the eight wildernesses are shocked!

Legend has it that there are seven artifacts in the universe, and they are the strongest weapons in the world.

They are the Hongmeng Sword, the Void Blade, the Heaven Opening Axe, the Divine Whip, the Heavenly Machine Stick, the Qiankun Sleeve, and the World Destroying Spear.

Hongmeng Sword is at the top.

"Boy, I didn't expect you to recognize this seat. The sword spirit of the Hongmeng Sword spoke again.

It's just that this time the voice is not as old as just now, but has become a pleasant girlish voice.

"Don't rejoice too soon, though. Although this seat has the ability to open up the world and influence the world, what you get is not the deity, and the power is only one ten-millionth at best. ”

Yang Mo nodded: "If you are really Hongmeng, even if it is only one in ten million, it is enough." However, how has your voice changed, it sounds very different from the one you just had. ”

"This seat is just a sword spirit now, there is no distinction between men and women, if you like to listen to the voice just now, then it is not impossible. Sword Spirit laughed.

"Uh...... Let's keep it as it is!"

Yang Mo was slightly stunned, and then said, "Then how do I call you?"

"Although this seat is only the sword spirit of the Hongmeng Sword, it also has a name - Lingju!"

"Good name, then I will call you Lingju from now on. ”

Yang Mo recognized the Lingju as the master, then put away the Hongmeng sword, turned around and sat back in his seat.

It's just that the Hongmeng Sword has just earned the attention of countless people.

Some people began to covet Yang Mo's Hongmeng Sword.

"Yang boy, you were too high-profile just now, and now you are being targeted. Lingju reminded.

If they want to come and die, give them a ride. ”

Yang Mo smiled faintly, not taking these people into his eyes at all.

"Hehe, you're confident, and you have some appetite for me. ”

Yang Mo ignored Lingju anymore and set his eyes on the stage.

The auction continues.

"Next is a Xuan-level exercise "Great River Treasure Book". Although the "Great River Treasure Book" is a Xuan-level exercise, it is easy to understand, and even newcomers who have just entered the realm of cultivating martial arts and bones can quickly understand it. In addition, the "Great River Treasure Book" is completely recorded and there are no missing pages, which is a very good exercise. So, we decided to start bidding at 10 million at a starting price of 10 million and increase the price by at least 1 million each time! ”

As soon as the auctioneer finished speaking, someone couldn't wait to shout: "Fifteen million!"

"Twenty million!"

"Thirty million!"

"Fifty million!"

It didn't take long for the bidding to reach 50 million.

However, there are still many people who are eager to try.

Even Li Sixuan was moved and ready to bid.

However, before she could speak, a person suddenly shouted: "100 million, I'll give 100 million!"

100 million is not a small number.

Even for the Xiuwu family.

Everyone fell silent and looked at the person who had made the bid.

I saw that the other party was an ordinary-looking middle-aged uncle, who didn't have any aura in his body, and he didn't seem to be a martial artist at all.

"Dannu, do you know him?" Yang Mo asked.

Chu Huan shook his head: "I haven't seen this person, presumably he should be the spokesperson of a certain family or individual!"

Some families and individuals, in order not to let others know, usually hire spokespersons to buy things for themselves.

This, not surprising.

"This gentleman is bidding 100 million, is there anyone who is bidding more?" shouted the auctioneer.

"100 million once!"

"One hundred million twice!"

"100 million ......"

Just as the auction hammer was about to hit the ground, a voice sounded again.

"One hundred million and one million!"

It was none other than Yang Mo who made the bid.

"Yang Shao, you are ......"

Chu Huan was stunned when he heard this, and looked at Yang Mo incredulously.

"Put a catfish in. ”

Yang Mo smiled indifferently, with the catfish effect, the price will definitely be higher.

"Yang Shao has made another move, one hundred million and one million! Is there a higher bid?" the auctioneer was extremely excited.

"Two hundred and fifty million!"

"Two hundred and fifty-one million!" Yang Mo bid again.

This time, he still only had a million more.

"Three hundred million!"

"Three hundred million and one million!" Yang Mo raised the price for the third time.

"Three hundred and one million, and no one else is bidding?" the auctioneer asked aloud.

No one answered.

The auctioneer had no choice but to shout according to the procedure: "Three hundred million and one million at a time!"

"Three hundred million and one million twice!"

"Three hundred and one million ......"

Just as the auctioneer was about to drop the hammer for the end, the person who had just competed with Yang Mo for the Hongmeng Sword suddenly shouted, "Five hundred million!"

Faced with the other party's ultimate offer of 500 million, Yang Mo decisively gave up.

500 million, for him, this price is quite good.

This may also be the highest price the other party can offer.

"500 million for the first time!"

"Five hundred million for the second time!"

"500 million for the third time! Congratulations, this Xuan-level Exercise "Great River Treasure Book" is yours. ”

The auctioneer finally dropped the hammer.

However.

After that person won, there was no trace of joy, his face instantly sank, and he turned his head to look at Yang Mo: "Yang Shao, thank you for raising your noble hand." ”

"You're welcome. Yang Mo shrugged.

"Hehe!" the other man smiled and turned his head back away.

It's just that at the moment of turning his head, a trace of murderous aura suddenly flashed in his eyes.

"Yang Shao, that person's name is Xin Wu, although he is a lone martial artist, his strength is very strong, and it is said that he has broken through to the early stage of the martial arts cultivation channeling realm, I am worried that he will not be good for you. Chu Huan whispered.

"Don't worry about him!" Yang Mo disagreed.