The old man spoke slowly, completely detonating the atmosphere of the entire auction hall.

Everyone suddenly showed a greedy look at that drop of blood, the blood of the ancestor of the Ziyan Clan, that was ...... The best medicine for this event.

When Bai Feng heard this sentence at this moment, he was also shocked.

The blood of the Purple Yan Clan's ancestor can be said to be fatal to Bai Feng's temptation.

And this drop of blood, that is, the blood brought by Yan Lie, was mainly thinking of exchanging this drop of blood for black gold coins, because he had heard that this last auction item was a long-lost soldier of the ancient sea.

Therefore, he took out the blood that he had treasured for a long time, and that the ancestor had given him.

As long as you can obtain that overlord and understand the mysteries, then you will be the most powerful contender for the next patriarch.

And at this moment, Yan Tian and the others, when they heard the old man say this, they were also shocked, they really didn't expect that Yan Lie would take out this thing.

This suddenly surprised them, looking at Yan Liedu's cruel expression, if it weren't for the identity behind him, they would have done it a long time ago.

Alas......

At this moment, the old man's words completely made everyone below fall into a boil, and they were all constantly looking at the jade bottle, and the old man at this moment also slowly said: "Martial Saint blood, the starting price is eight thousand black gold coins!"

"Nine thousand!" Bai Feng didn't hesitate at all, and shouted directly.

He is bound to get this Martial Saint blood, and he has been looking forward to the blood of a Martial Saint for a long time.

"Uncle Shen, do we still have enough money?" Yan Tian looked at Shen Tu and said, after all, ...... No matter how good things are, he doesn't want to let go.

The blood of this Purple Flame Clan Ancestor had a fatal temptation for people like them who cultivated Flame Spiritual Power.

After thinking for a while, Shen Tu said to Yan Tian: "Childe, we can only call up to 12,000 at the most, this is our limit, after all, we ...... before"

Yan Tian listened, and immediately showed an unwilling expression, after all, 12,000 was still not enough for him, he believed that Bai Feng would definitely pay a higher price.

So now there are only ......

"Lend me three thousand, and I'll pay you back afterwards. Yan Tian had no choice but to say to Yan Lie with a cheeky face.

After all, the only one who still has money now is Yan Lie, and he can only ask Yan Lie to lend money to him, and he is bound to get the blood of this martial saint.

When Yan Lie heard Yan Tian say this, he immediately smiled and looked at Yan Tian: "Why should I lend it to you?"

"You ......" Yan Tian heard Yan Lie say this, and he was immediately angry.

"Hmph, remember, it's best to be self-aware, I can lend you these three thousand, but afterwards, I'm going to go to your eternal volcanoes and temper it. How?"

Hearing Yan Lie say this, Yan Tian was ready to refuse on the spot, because the Eternal Volcanic Group was the foundation of the entire Ten Thousand Evil Land.

The flame spiritual power inside is very rich, even if you can't go in to refine it often, and if you don't quench it once, the effect of the ancient volcano group will be less, and the requirements of Yan Lie are too harsh.

Yan Tian had no choice but to look at Shen Tu, after all, now that Shen Tu has his father's token in his hand, he still has to listen to Shen Tu.

Shen Tu heard Yan Lie say this, and he was immediately ready to refuse, but when he thought about the blood of this martial saint.

Immediately, he was reluctant to refuse, so he had to nod.

"Okay, I promise you. Yan Tian was not verbose, and said to Yan Lie.

Immediately, Yan Tian immediately shouted: "Ten thousand!"

Bai Feng continued to follow up on "One Thousand Ones"

"Ten thousand twelve!"

"Ten thousand!"

At this time, Bai Feng was suddenly a little unbearable, after all, all his net worth was only about 16,000, and there was the last auction item, if this auction item was shouted at a price of 15,000, then he was doomed to lose the latter one.

After all...... These ten thousand and five were all scraped together by them for Bai Feng.

Bai Feng looked at the jade bottle on the high platform and continued to shout, "Fourteen thousand!"

Listening to Bai Feng shouting this price, Yan Tian's face suddenly showed a smile, fortunately he had been prepared, otherwise...... I'm going to lose now.

"Fifteen thousand!" When Yan Tian's price was shouted, he suddenly shocked everyone.

After all, this is still a bit high, and this is about to double.

Listening to Yan Tian shouting the price of fifteen thousand, Bai Feng was really shaken, if he shouted again, then it would be ten or sixteen, and all his net worth would be pressed here.

"Sixteen thousand!"

Bai Feng shouted directly without hesitation, fight, no matter what happens in the end, he must get the blood of this martial saint.

When he heard Bai Feng shout out sixteen thousand, Yan Tian was also taken aback, this ...... How can it be.

But the old man at this moment didn't seem to give Yan Tian much time to hesitate.

Instead, he hurriedly asked three times, and when no one answered, he announced: "The blood of the Martial Saint was obtained by the ninth VIP." ”

Bai Feng also breathed a heavy sigh of relief, and sat down on the seat all over, ten thousand six, what kind of martial saint blood did he get, but when he thought that it was the blood of the Ziyan clan, Bai Feng still sighed.

And Ma Long and the others also shook their heads slightly, the price of this ten thousand six is still high.

But no one said anything either, after all...... It is the blood of the Martial Saint, or the Martial Saint of the Ziyan Clan, for Bai Feng, even if it is at a high price, he has to get it.

At this moment, everyone began to look forward to it.

Looking forward to what the last item will be.

Bai Feng and the others also began to look forward to what this last commodity was.

Seeing this, the old man immediately put away his smile, his expression became very solemn, he looked around, and slowly said: "Everyone, the following is the last collection of this auction, so this collection is also something we got by accident."

But I can say that he is definitely worth more than any of the pieces present.

Without further ado, let's invite one last piece of the collection. ”

As soon as the old man's voice fell, he immediately pushed up a huge transparent stone pillar.

Nestled among the stone pillars was a huge war halberd, dark red all over, with skulls carved in some places.

No matter how people look at it, they can suddenly feel that their souls are about to be absorbed by the war halberd.

At this moment, the most obvious feeling was Bai Feng and Tie Niu, because at this moment, the God Slayer Sword and the Flood Desolation Giant Axe all erupted into bursts of contention.

Everyone present was immersed in the halberd.

But at this moment, Ma Long's still fiery eyes suddenly enlarged, staring directly at the halberd in front of him, and his breathing gradually became short.