"Three thousand five hundred dollars!"

In the hall, someone couldn't wait to raise the number plate in his hand, his eyes shining. \|top\|point\|small\|say\|2|3|u|s|.|c|c|

Before his words fell, not far away, someone raised the sign in his hand and said loudly, "I'll go out of four thousand!"

"Four thousand five!"

"Five thousand!"

“......”

As people continued to join the competition, the price of this Blood Killing Sword was constantly raised, and it actually rose to seven thousand mid-grade Yuan Spirit Stones!

In the end, it was bought by a warrior in his thirties.

"Hiss......"

In the box, Meng Nan saw the hot scene in the hall, and immediately gasped.

There was a deep shock in his eyes.

A medium-grade spiritual weapon, it is so valuable?

It was sold for a high price of 7,000 medium-grade Yuan Spirit Stones!

Thinking about the fact that in the past six months, he had worked in the academy, and he had only received ten yuan of medium-grade Yuan Spirit Stones every month, Meng Nan suddenly found that his labor seemed to be a bit cheap.

No wonder there are not many martial artists who can possess medium-grade spiritual weapons, and seven thousand medium-grade spirit stones, if they are based on Meng Nan's previous income, without eating or drinking, it will take nearly sixty years to get together......

Of course, Meng Nan also knew in his heart that his previous job as a refining teacher was the lowest in the academy, and it was precisely because of this that he would not have the slightest sense of existence in the academy at that time.

After having the qualification to lead the class, his income will rise tenfold and dozens of times, but how much it can be, in fact, Meng Nan doesn't know, he has not received his salary for two months.

Meng Nan looked at the Naxu Ring in his hand, and a wry smile crossed the corner of his mouth.

In the space inside the ring, there were less than 100 medium-grade Yuan Spirit Stones lying alone, and he suddenly found that in front of these local tyrants who participated in the auction, he was a complete poor egg.

"I'm going to find a way to make some money!" Meng Nan sighed and thought to himself, "Otherwise, such a small amount of Yuan Spirit Stone would not even be enough to maintain daily cultivation!"

He suddenly thought of the Naxu ring that the fat man and his father gave him yesterday in the arena.

From yesterday to now, it seems that he has subconsciously ignored it, so that the ring, which is said to contain the Yuan Spirit Stone, is still lying quietly in the Naxu Ring in his hand.

With a thought in his mind, Meng Nan separated a wisp of consciousness and entered the void ring that Qian Duobao forced into himself.

The next moment, his eyes were straight.

Rub it! What a variety of spirit stones......

Meng Nan took a deep breath abruptly, and even his heartbeat couldn't help but start to speed up.

Within that ring, there were a full 10,000 medium-grade Yuan Spirit Stones!

That's too much, right?

Meng Nan sighed in his heart, the fat man's father, his shot was a little too generous, a full 10,000 medium-grade Yuan spirit stones, and he didn't even blink his eyes when he threw them out.

This is a rich man, what a tyrant!

Meng Nan didn't know that in fact, in the minds of his students, Teacher Meng was a local tyrant, and he was a god-level local tyrant, referred to as Shenhao!

Look at what Teacher Meng has paid to them in the past two months.

From the Ghost Blood Flower at the beginning, to the medium-grade spiritual weapon that everyone had in their hands later, and then to the Enlightenment Leaf, the value of everything is priceless, and even the Ghost Blood Flower and the Enlightenment Leaf are things that money can't buy, but Teacher Meng gave it away, but he didn't even blink his eyes.

If you let the teenagers in the wolf class know that the god in their minds, Teacher Meng, is actually excited about the 10,000 middle-grade Yuan spirit stones that fell from the sky, I don't know if they will have the urge to vomit blood?

Meng Nan didn't realize that he already had a lot of all kinds of treasures on his body, whether it was the Thunderbolt Thunder Bead with only one left, or the Spirit Void Treasure Golden Spirit Bead, if he took out any of them, the value would far exceed the Blood Killing Sword auctioned below.

Not to mention the treasures such as the Three Thousand Inheritance Scrolls of the Formation Dao and the Enlightenment Tree Leaves obtained from the Black Demon Palace, which are things that money can't buy!

Inside the hall, the auction continues.

As the precious treasures were auctioned off, in the hall, everyone's emotions were completely mobilized, even Meng Nan, who had always been very calm, was infected by the hot atmosphere at the scene, and couldn't help but make a move and shouted a few prices, but in the end, they had to give up the bid because they were shy.

The mid-grade Yuan Spirit Stone in Meng Nan's hand, which is more than 10,000 years old, is really nothing here.

However, in the auction at the beginning stage, although there is no shortage of high-quality products, they are also some ordinary treasures, so most of them are the warriors in the hall, bidding for them, as for the box on the second floor, except for the sixteenth box where Meng Nan is located, there is no movement except for the number one box where Meng Nan has made a few shots due to fun, and it seems that they are all waiting.

With another lot being successfully auctioned off, everyone's eyes are focused on the high platform, waiting for the next lot to appear.

On the high platform, Master Rong felt the warm atmosphere surging below, and couldn't help nodding secretly, already smiling in his heart.

As the chief auctioneer of the auction house, Master Rong's means of mobilizing emotions are undoubtedly first-class, and under his unobtrusive drive, every previous lot has been auctioned at a very high price.

Taking a deep breath, Master Rong's eyes swelled with a trace of anticipation.

Because he knows that the next lot will set off the first high and tide of this auction!

Inside the light gate, a girl dressed in a thin veil walked out with a jade bottle.

Master Rong took the jade bottle in the girl's hand, and his face became solemn.

He glanced around and said slowly, "Everyone, next, what is going to be auctioned is a bottle of Earth Evil Qi, Xuanqing Spirit Wood Demon!"

"What?"

In the hall, many people stood up excitedly.

"God, is this true?"

"Earth's Evil Breath...... Damn, there are people who come up with the evil breath to auction?"

"Master Rong, how much is this bottle of earth-shattering qi?" In the seat below, a martial artist stood up and asked excitedly.

Master Rong smiled slightly, and said, "This bottle of Xuanqing Spirit Wood Shatter is a wood-based Earth Demon Qi, although the amount is not much, but it is enough for a martial artist of the Nine Heavens of the Divine Spirit Realm to break through to the First Heaven of the Earth Demon Realm, and this auction will also come with the news of the source of the Evil Spirit, according to the seller, there is still a large number of Xuanqing Spirit Wood Evil, which is enough to support the cultivation of the first five heavens of the Earth Demon Realm! It's just that that place will be a little dangerous......

Rumble!

In the hall, there was a sudden boil.

"Enough to break through to the Earth Evil Realm and the Earth Evil Qi of the Heavy Heaven! God, this is amazing!"

"And with such valuable news?"

"Damn, why is it wooden?"

"Master Rong, is there any gold-based earth-shattering qi?"

"Haha, the wood is evil, this trip Lao Tzu is really the right one!"

"Damn, Lao Tzu is worried, I don't know where to look for evil qi, this bottle of Xuanqing Lingmu is the hope of Lao Tzu's feudal marquis, you must take a picture!"

"Rub, I'm afraid the Yuan Spirit Stone is not enough, Lao Li, quickly, lend me your Yuan Spirit Stone!"

"What? don't borrow it, at most, Lao Tzu will pay you back twice in the future!"

"Grass, three times, do you borrow it?

Most of the martial artists present were cultivators of the Divine Spirit Realm, and the Earth Evil Qi was exactly what was necessary for them to break through to the Earth Evil Realm, and at this moment, many martial artists who cultivated the Wood System Yuan Force began to surge with extreme heat in their hearts.

No one would have thought that such a precious thing would appear in a small auction.

The aura of the earth's evil, and the news of the source of evil, but even the large-scale auctions in the past rarely appeared!

Even the big people in the box on the second floor sat up straight unconsciously, and their eyes burst out with a terrifying light.

This bottle of Xuanqing Lingmu Brake must be photographed!

Adding a feudal powerhouse in the Hell Realm means a significant increase in strength for a force.

At this moment, the big people in the box were also tempted.

On the high platform, Master Rong looked at many people who looked short of breath, and smiled secretly in his heart, he said, "Xuanqing Lingmu Sha and Sha Yuan source news, only accept the transaction of high-grade Yuan Spirit Stones, the reserve price, one hundred high-grade Yuan Spirit Stones, each time the price increases, no less than one, now, please bid!"

"One hundred and ten yuan! Lao Tzu gave one hundred and ten yuan! Who dares to rob Lao Tzu of this bottle of earthly evil breath?"

As soon as Master Rong's words fell, in the hall, a big man with a strong body, a full beard, and murderous aura all over his body stood up and said loudly.

"Woo ......" Not far away, a warrior with a dark yellow face laughed in his mouth, and slowly raised the number plate in his hand, "Your brain is in the water, big man, one hundred and ten yuan of Shangyuan, you want to win the hope of breaking through to the earth's evil realm?"

"You ......" A wave of anger suddenly appeared on the big man's face, "Is one hundred and fifty yuan a lot?

"Two hundred!"

"Two hundred and five!"

"Grass, Lao Tzu is out of two hundred and eight!

“......”

In the hall, many warriors competed for bids, and soon, the price began to climb continuously.

"Three hundred and fifty dollars!"

A clear voice resounded in the field.

The scene suddenly quieted down, and when everyone's eyes looked at it, they saw that on the second floor, a young man appeared in the window of the box, holding the number plate in his hand, and writing a number thirteen.

Damn, those big guys, have you taken a fancy to this bottle of evil breath too?

In the hall, the faces of many people suddenly sank.

In terms of financial resources, how could they, ordinary warriors, compare with a powerful force?

Do you want to watch these big forces once again take away their hope of being a marquis?

Many people's faces were pale, and there was a secret hatred flowing in their eyes.

In the hall, for a while, no one made any more bids.

On the high platform, Master Rong saw that there was a cold scene at the scene, and hurriedly said, "The distinguished guest in the thirteenth box, the bid is three hundred and fifty yuan, is there anything higher?" Everyone, this is a rare earthly evil spirit, and the quality is not low, this is the hope of your feudal marquis, no one pays a higher price?"