"Twenty-five thousand spirit stones".

"Thirty thousand spirit stones".

"Thirty-three thousand spirit stones".

......

The uproar caused by those 20,000 spirit stones was a small ripple on the calm water.

Moments later, it was drowned out by the waves of auction behind.

The price of flying swords has skyrocketed.

Soon it reached the height of eighty thousand spirit stones.

And to such an extent.

The speed of bidding has also slowed down significantly.

"Lu Yingdong, why don't you bid.

If you change your Darkiron Flying Sword.

The strength should be able to increase a lot," Lu Yuanxia saw that Lu Yingdong had no intention of bidding.

Turning his head and taking a curious look.

"This is 80,000 spirit stones.

Flying swords didn't work very well for me.

I'll wait and see if there's anything more suitable for me.

Don't you see a few people grabbing red eyes?

It is estimated that the price will rise," Lu Yingdong said with a slight smile.

"Eighty-three thousand spirit stones" was the first to bid, and the middle-aged cultivator gritted his teeth and shouted such a high price.

Immediately attracted a lot of attention.

"Eighty-five thousand spirit stones," an old man gritted his teeth and continued to bid.

Previously, it was these two who were the most active bidders.

At this time, it seems that there are only two people left to compete.

The Flame Sword, which had reached the fourth grade, had already climbed to the height of eighty-five thousand spirit stones.

So many spirit stones may be more than some cultivators have saved in their lifetimes.

In the end, there are two contenders left.

After the old man reported 85,000 spirit stones.

The middle-aged man on the other side sat down weakly.

There was a deep unwillingness in his eyes.

From the breath on his body, it is not difficult to see that he is cultivating the fire attribute method.

The Flaming Sword is perfect for use.

However, 82,000 spirit stones were already the limit.

Similarly, the old man who bid 85,000 was also cultivating the fire attribute method.

At this time, I saw a middle-aged man sitting down weakly in the distance.

There is no intention of raising the price anymore.

Immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

There was a hint of joy on his face.

The morning light swept his eyes underneath.

I'm very satisfied that the Flame Sword can be auctioned at such a price.

And the effect of the auction of the Flame Sword has been achieved.

"Now eighty-five thousand spirit stones.

Is there any price increase?" asked Chenguang slowly.

There was a chatter from below.

However, no one continued to raise the price.

Lu Yingdong and Lu Yuanxia just watched calmly.

There is no intention of bidding at all.

And the old man's eyes swept nervously around.

Seeing that no one was bidding, he gradually calmed down.

"Eighty-five thousand spirit stones once.

Eighty-five thousand spirit stones twice.

Eighty-five thousand spirit stones......" Chenguang smiled as he swept his gaze downward.

While counting the numbers.

At the same time, the short hammer held in his right hand was slowly raised.

Knock it down when you're ready for the third time.

However, the third time was not finished.

A voice rang out over the auction floor.

"One hundred thousand spirit stones.

I'm going to take this flaming sword."

Lu Yingdong rolled his eyes.

Instantly look up at the box in the upper left corner.

Octavia sensed that the sound was coming from this box.

Listen to the sound.

The person making the offer should not be very old.

I can sit in the private room.

Obviously, the identity of the person above is not ordinary.

Many people have already noticed the direction in which the sound is coming from.

They all looked up.

Many people saw each other and began to talk about each other.

Guess who is making the offer.

As for the old man who bid for 85,000 spirit stones.

I heard the offer of 100,000 yuan.

His face turned pale suddenly.

Look at the sound coming from the box.

Suddenly, he sat down with some weakness.

It was clear that since it was the people in the box who were bidding.

Then there is no hope.

And Chenguang heard the voice of this quote.

A smile on his face.

The face became a little difficult to look at.

The small hammer in his right hand is still hanging in the air.

"Elder Chenguang.

Can't I shoot this flaming sword?

Why aren't you still hosting," the voice from earlier came from the box again.

Then I saw a flash of inspiration on the surface of the box above.

The partition in front of the box slowly opened.

The situation inside is revealed.

I saw that the box was not small.

A vain-looking young man sat on an animal-skin chair.

On a small sandalwood table on the left, there were several plates of spirit fruits.

The left and right hands each hugged a young girl.

The girl has a beautiful face.

At this time, he was serving the young people to eat the spiritual fruit.

The young man has a look of enjoyment on his face.

Look at the auction floor.

Behind him stood a young man in a robe with a respectful face.

"Fire tongs" saw the youth in the box.

A low cry came into Lu Yingdong's ears.

Many people here know what the young people in the box look like.

Lu Yingdong heard this.

His expression moved.

Isn't this tongs the grandson of the man on the fire hammer?

When he first arrived in Fang City, Tian Qi reminded Lu Yingdong.

This person cannot be provoked.

Looks like this tongs is a gentleman.

The aura on his body is not weak.

The mana has reached the strength of the late stage of refining.

Only Lu Yingdong knew that this mana was scattered but not condensed.

It is definitely forced to come up by relying on the power of the elixir.

After taking a look at Lu Yuanxia next to her, she frowned and turned her gaze away.

Because the two young girls are sparsely dressed.

There was a bandeau around it.

Two meat eggs are about to come out.

The lower body is covered with a strip of pink cloth.

The strip of cloth is somewhat transparent.

The picture is extremely beautiful.

Lu Yingdong just swept his eyes and took it back.

The other party is the grandson of the Master of Fire Hammer.

One hundred thousand spirit stones, that's not trivial.

It was the tongs that saw the bid.

Even if the people below have the strength, they don't dare to bid again.

These people probably know that tongs are not to be provoked.

At this time, Chenguang's eyelids twitched.

Reluctantly, he knocked the small hammer in his hand three times in a row.

Quickly announce that the Flaming Sword has been struck by the fire tongs.

"How could it be this evil star.

Alas, it's a pity for the Flame Sword," Chenguang sighed helplessly in his heart at this time.

Who is the fire tongs, this great elder of Tianbao Xing knows very well.

It can't exert the power of the Burning Sword at all.

Wasted these four-rank flying swords in vain.

It's not this that matters.

It's that the other party is the grandson of the man on the fire hammer.

It's not so easy to get spirit stones from there.

Although it was taken with 100,000 spirit stones.

However, it is already very good to receive one or two thousand.

Chenguang can only sigh unlucky.

Encounter the evil star of the fire tongs.

However, although he is the great elder of Tianbaoxing, he can't afford to offend.

"Next up for auction is a mysterious ore.

So far, we haven't found out what kind of ore it is.

If you are interested, you can take it back and study it."

Just between the morning light speaks.

A middle-aged man in the background had already walked up slowly with an ink-colored disc.

I saw a red cloth on the disc.

There seems to be something underneath the red cloth.

A middle-aged man holds a tray.

It looks like it's sexually forceful.

Come to the morning light.

I saw Chenguang stretch out a hand and uncover the red cloth.

Thousands of eyes in the venue looked at it.

"What is this thing.

I've never seen it before."

"It looks like bloody iron.

But it seems to be a little different."

"Even Tianbaoxing doesn't know what it is.

It shouldn't be easy."

Look at what's in the tray.

The people below began to talk.

I saw an oval ore the size of a watermelon on the pallet.