At this time, even Jiang Xiaochen couldn't frown. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

This golden boy is really looking for trouble!

"Brother Wentian, don't pay attention to this kind of dying person, hurry up and bid for it, and auction off the blood. ”

Jiang Xiaochen saw the young monk who was flushed with anger and asked the sky, so he persuaded him.

Ask the sky young man's temperament, and his emotions are very excited.

Without Jiang Xiaochen's reminder, he almost forgot that the auction of the Dark Blood Fruit was the main purpose of his coming here.

At this time, the Dark Blood Fruit had already bid for 20,000 low-grade Holy Spirit Stones.

This price was reported twice, but no one called again, and if no one offered a higher price for the third time, it belonged to the bidder.

Obviously, the Immortal Blood Fruit is indeed as the young monk asked, not many people will need to compete with it.

The price was not fierce, and not many people participated in the bidding.

Hearing Jiang Xiaochen's reminder, Wentian picked up the offer jade and hurriedly quoted 25,000 low-grade spirit stones!

The jade price is just an ordinary secret weapon connected to the auction altar, and everyone who enters the auction will get one.

The holder only needs to quote the price of the jade to the offer, and the information of the price and the bidder will be transmitted to the auction altar at the same time.

After asking the sky to quote the price, sure enough, no one followed the auction.

Hellblood Fruit, sure enough, no one is interested in it.

In fact, it is mainly the Hades Blood Lord, who has long been extinct and does not exist in the world.

"Dark Blood Fruit, 25,000 low-grade spirit stones for the third time, if no one follows the price, this ......"

Hearing the auctioneer's voice, a smile already appeared on Wen Tian's face.

I felt that it was really good as I expected, and with 25,000 low-grade Holy Spirit Stones, I could clap the Dark Blood Fruit.

As long as you have the Dark Blood Fruit, you .......

However, just as the auctioneer's voice was about to finish and Wen Tian's heart was full of joy, a faint voice resounded throughout the audience.

"Thirty thousand low-grade spirit stones!"

Hearing the voice, many people already showed a meaningful smile.

Most people still know about the Jin Gongzi of the Five Domains of Dongtu.

Now, Jin Gongzi was bidding for 30,000 low-grade spirit stones, obviously deliberately not allowing the young monk to auction off the Dark Blood Fruit.

"You...... You're deceiving people too much!"

Asking the sky was anxious and angry, seeing that the Dark Blood Fruit was about to belong to him, but the hateful Jin Gongzi deliberately intervened.

Hearing Wentian's words, Jin Gongzi smiled coldly and said: "Don't beep here if you don't have spirit stones, the auction hall has always been a place for the highest bidder." ”

"Looking at your kind of garbage, I'm afraid that I don't have a few Holy Spirit Stones, and I still have the face to come here to auction things with people, this is not the place for you to come, get out as soon as possible!"

When I asked about the weather, my eyes were red, but the other party was right, the auction house has always been the one with the highest price.

"Thirty-one thousand low-grade spirit stones!"

Wentian could only grit his teeth and open his mouth to quote.

He had all his belongings, and he borrowed them from all over the world to get 40,000 low-grade spirit stones.

In his original estimate, he could have won the Immortal Blood Fruit far away.

The fact is also the same, if there is no Jin Gongzi to intervene horizontally, the Immortal Blood Fruit can be photographed with only 25,000 low-grade Holy Spirit Stones.

But now.......

Wen Tian had just gritted his teeth and finished quoting the price, Jin Gongzi looked at him with a sneer, and opened his mouth to quote for a long time: "Thirty-five thousand low-grade Holy Spirit Stones!"

A few friends around Jin Gongjin laughed, and at the same time they were slapping Jin Gongzi's sycophants, and some people sarcastically asked the sky for not being able to do anything.

Even Jiang Xiaochen, who was sitting next to Wentian, became the object of ridicule and sarcasm from these people.

"40,000 low-grade spirit stones!"

Wentian reported his limit price, no matter how much, he couldn't take it, and the Dark Blood Fruit would fall into the hands of others.

This blood fruit is obviously useless to Jin Gongzi, he deliberately raised the bar, to ridicule, humiliate and ask the sky, and make him ugly.

"Haha...... This should be your entire net worth, right? Very good, that son will give out 40,000 and 1 low-grade spirit stones!"

Jin Gongzi laughed arrogantly, extremely proud.

"You ....."

Hearing Jin Gongzi's offer, Wentian leaned on his seat weakly, and a sense of despair and anger arose in his heart.

And on the auction table, there was the auctioneer's indifferent voice: "Forty thousand and one low-grade spirit stones for the first time, forty thousand and one low-grade spirit stones for the second time, and forty thousand and one low-grade spirit stones for the third time, if no one follows the price, then he will belong to the golden ......."

Listening to the auctioneer's voice, many people also let out a sigh of regret.

But more people are looking at Wentian with contempt!

At least Jiang Xiaochen has become the object of everyone's ignorance for the time being.

"A casual cultivator who has not even entered the Holy Dao dares to fight with Jin Gongzi, that is self-defeating!"

"Well, in the bottom layer, Jin Gongzi's strength is already at the top, offending him is looking for death. ”

"That young man may have a hidden Hades bloodline, or he wants to try his luck and change his fate, but it's a pity that ......"

.........

The crowd made such a voice, some sympathized with the same disease and sighed, and some ridiculed him for his inadequacy and self-destruction.

Of course, the only thing they have in common is that this matter is a foregone conclusion and cannot be changed.

However, just as everyone's thoughts rose, there was still an auctioneer's voice, and a faint voice sounded: "One hundred thousand low-grade holy spirit stones!"

The sound fell, and the audience was silent in an instant!

Everyone's eyes were fixed on the place where the quotation came from.

There, it was where Jiang Xiaochen was, and the price was naturally quoted by him.

"This ......"

Who would have thought that such a divine reversal would occur?

What's even more unthinkable is that the young man sitting at the bottom actually opened his mouth to say 100,000 low-grade Holy Spirit Stones, and directly more than doubled the price of the Soul Blood Fruit.

Wentian, a little incredulous, looked at Jiang Xiaochen in a daze.

Jin Gongzi and a group of his friends had ugly faces.

Jin Gongzi knew that there must not be many Holy Spirit Stones on Wentian's body, so he dared to argue with him.

It was a low-grade spirit stone that cost tens of thousands of dollars for nothing, and it was still within his range.

But it would be too worthless to use more than 100,000 Spirit Stones to auction off the Immortal Blood Fruit that was useless to him.

And Jiang Xiaochen's price was too amazing and too confident, and he shouted 100,000 low-grade holy spirit stones when he opened his mouth, and his expression was still indifferent.

However, Jin Gongzi couldn't swallow this breath no matter what.

"110,000 low-grade spirit stones!"

Jin Gongzi gritted his teeth and continued to bid with an ugly expression.

"300,000 low-grade spirit stones!"

Jiang Xiaochen opened his mouth casually, and this was definitely a crushing quotation.

Then, he glanced at Jin Gongzi coldly and said, "You can follow, as long as you produce more than 300,000 low-grade spirit stones!"

Jiang Xiaochen's meaning is obvious, he directly quoted his bottom price!

But only people with full confidence and deep wealth dare to do so.