In the next few lots, Su Ziming and the others looked at the monks below in fierce competition, and their faces were red.

Su Ziming watched it for more than half an hour, and finally waited for an auction item that he was interested in.

On the stage, the young woman Feng Jiamei took a cyan jade bottle in her hand and said with a smile:

"The seventeenth auction item, a bottle of first-order high-grade Huangsu Dan personally refined by Elder Waimenlu of the Baodan Sect, the starting price is one hundred and twenty lower-grade spirit stones, and each increase in price shall not be less than ten lower-grade spirit stones."

Huangsu Pill is a kind of pill used to cultivate demon beasts.

This pill is not only very rare, but also the elders of the outer sect sent by Baodan to refine it, which can be described as very valuable.

However, in this auction, Huang Sudan does not seem to be popular.

It would be nice for the monks on the first floor to be able to support themselves, and there was no offer at all.

In the few wings on the second floor, no one made a loud offer.

Su Ziming glanced down at the beast breeding bag on his waist, and couldn't help but say in a deep voice: "One hundred and twenty lower grade spirit stones!" ”

The young woman of the Feng family on the high platform suddenly brightened up, looked at the wing room where Su Ziming was, and said with a smile:

"This fellow Daoist offers one hundred and twenty lower-grade spirit stones, and the beast-breeding spirit pill is hard to find, is there a price increase?"

The monks below didn't make a sound, silently looking at the room where Su Ziming was, and his heart was full of curiosity.

Ding, ding, ding.

Hearing that no one quoted, the beautiful young woman on the stage could only finalize it and said:

"Congratulations to this fellow Taoist on winning his seventeenth lot."

Seeing Su Ziming suddenly make a bid, Su Ziyuan was a little surprised at first, and then said with some envy:

"Brother Ziming, I didn't expect you to be proficient in beast control, and you are worthy of being the pride of the clan."

Su Ziming hurriedly waved his hand modestly and said, "Brother Ziyuan is too famous, and the clan brother is just a little interested." ”

"Hehe..."

"The clan brother is too modest."

Su Ziyuan looked smiling, his face full of doubt.

Su Ziming directly turned his attention back to the auction and did not defend himself.

As the value of the auction items continued to increase, Su Ziyuan and other monks in the wings on the second floor also bid for some treasures.

Su Ziyuan took a good quality first-order high-grade spirit sword and a few bottles of pills needed for the late stage of Qi cultivation.

Chen Chen also took a picture of a first-order high-grade defense rune and a few first-order middle-grade attack runes.

Su Ziming has not been able to see anything, so he did not bid again.

Suddenly, Feng Xiaolian on the high platform suddenly stopped what she was doing, and then the atmosphere under the stage gradually became tense.

Seeing this, the young woman of the Feng family smiled and said, "I believe that many Taoist friends have come here for us to have a look, the finale of the auction. ”

"There are three finale lots in this auction."

"What are the three pieces!"

According to the practice of previous years, the Feng family would generally only take out one finale treasure at each auction.

This time, the Feng family actually took out three finale treasures, and the people present couldn't help but feel alive.

At this time, a sturdy man in armor walked up with a long box made of fine iron.

When everyone felt the cultivation exuded by the man, they couldn't help but be surprised.

This sturdy man turned out to be a ninth-level Qi cultivator.

The treasure that asked the Feng family to send a ninth-level Qi cultivation master to personally escort it was bound to be extraordinary, and everyone immediately stared at the long box, their eyes blazing.

Looking at the greedy eyes of the audience, the young woman of the Feng family smiled and said, "Look at you, you are in a hurry, and the treasures will not run." ”

In a second-floor wing, an arrogant voice came out.

"Fairy Feng, let's start quickly, so that this group of guys who have never seen the world can palm their eyes!"

Feng Xiaolian, who was on the high platform, was a little unhappy when she heard this, but she still said politely:

"Hehe, look at the second young master Wang is in a hurry!"

After speaking, he slowly opened the long box made of Jingyuan Iron, took out a silver long sword from it, and said solemnly: "The first finale auction item, the best spiritual weapon created by the second-order refiner of the Su family, the Silver Moon Sword. ”

"The best spiritual weapon!"

The Qi cultivators present couldn't help but widen their eyes as they carefully looked at this supreme spiritual weapon.

A top-grade spiritual weapon can greatly increase the combat power of a Qi cultivator.

For the vast majority of Qi cultivators present, this was the first time they had seen a top-grade spiritual weapon in their lives, and as for getting it, they naturally didn't dare to expect it.

In a few wings on the second floor, they were thinking about how to grab this superb spiritual weapon.

At this moment, the young woman of the Feng family raised the Silver Moon Sword in her hand high and said in a loud voice: "The starting price of the best spiritual weapon, the Silver Moon Sword, is eight hundred lower-grade spirit stones, and each increase in price shall not be less than ten lower-grade spirit stones. ”

Eight hundred lower-grade spirit stones for a top-grade spiritual weapon is not much, but everyone knows that eight hundred lower-grade spirit stones just means that you are qualified to bid.

However, the monk still spoke: "Eight hundred spirit stones!" ”

Eight hundred and ten lower-grade spirit stones.

Then another voice knocked him down.

Eight hundred and fifty lower-grade spirit stones.

……

The price of the top-grade spirit weapon was quickly grabbed by a group of monks to more than a thousand low-grade spirit stones.

"1,200 lower grade spirit stones, I hope you will give me a face for the White Elephant Mountain Wang family."

Wang Ershao's voice suddenly sounded, and with the name of the first family of the Wang family's Vientiane Island, he immediately suppressed a group of competitors.

Seeing this scene, although the young woman of the Feng family on the stage looked very displeased, she did not stand up and say anything.

"Ding, Ding"

Seeing that the Wang family was about to shoot the best spiritual weapon, a young and rich voice sounded from the other room.

"I'll give 1,500 low-grade spirit stones!"

Hearing this voice, Su Ziming frowned, this voice made him secretly feel a little familiar, but he couldn't remember who it was?

The others in the auction suddenly exploded, and some people dared to challenge the majesty of the Wang family on Vientiane Island.

Everyone turned their eyes to the Wang family's private room, which was an old voice.

"No one has dared to provoke my Wang family in Vientiane Island for more than ten years, you are very good, very good!"

As soon as the words fell, a monk immediately recognized the owner of this voice, and couldn't help but sigh: "The old master of the Wang family has spoken personally, and this kid may have to go out of Vientiane Island horizontally." ”

"Haha, fellow Daoist, you're laughing."

Another monk couldn't help but gloat and said, "Old Master Wang is a master of Qi Cultivation and Great Perfection, this kid can go out of Vientiane Island and count me as losing." ”

"Boy, offer the best spirit weapon and take two thousand spirit stones to kneel and make amends, grandpa said that you can't be in a good mood and leave you a way to live."

The smug laughter of the second young master of the Wang family suddenly filled the entire auction.

In his opinion, if it weren't for the face of the Feng Chamber of Commerce, Grandpa would have killed this daring guy on the spot!

Everyone saw that there had been no response in the wing room on the second floor, and subconsciously thought that the people inside were probably stupid by the prestige of the Wang family.

I couldn't help but sigh in my heart.

But the voice rang out again.

"Fairy Feng, why don't you announce the results soon."

Feng Xiaolian reacted at this time, and chuckled: "Ziyuan Island Traceless Prince's bid for fifteen hundred grade spirit stones, is there a price increase?" ”

As soon as these words came out, the auction was suddenly silent and terrifying, they never expected that this person would be the recently famous Little Sword Immortal Sword Without a Trace!

Although Su Ziming was a little excited about this superb spiritual weapon, he was more curious about the latter two auction items, so he did not bid to compete.

Ding, ding, ding.

Seeing that no one was bidding, Feng Xiaolian couldn't help but finalize:

"Congratulations to the Traceless Son for obtaining the ultimate spirit weapon, the Silver Moon Sword, at the price of fifteen hundred low-grade spirit stones."

The old head of the Wang family in the wing room had a gloomy and frightening face, and at this moment he was as uncomfortable as eating chaff.

The second young master of the Wang family was trembling under the power of his grandfather.

Although the sword family is not one of the six major forces, its strength is comparable to that of the six major forces, and the ancestor of the clan, Jian Ba Cang, is the head of the Yang family, one of the six major forces, and is collectively known as the great master of the middle stage of foundation building of the Thousand Boats and Swords.

Although the Wang family relied on its own strength to make a fortune on Vientiane Island, it was like an ant that could be destroyed with a raised hand in front of the sword family.

This time, the old head of the Wang family gave up continuing to compete, and only begged the other party to look at the face of his eldest grandson and let the Wang family live.

This time, the Wang family was ruthlessly put on his own, and Feng Xiaolian couldn't help but feel resentful in his heart.

Then he shouted with a smile as if nothing happened:

"Let's start the auction of the second finale."