When Bai Shanshan announced the start of the auction of Liuqing Xuanxuan, Xiang Qi's eyes were very lively as the monk in front of him scanned back and forth, and he couldn't let go of any clues. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

At the same time, in a corner of the back row of the auction hall, Sun Ye, who had an anxious face, kept turning his eyes from side to side, looking at the hundreds of monks in front of him.

And when the first bidder shouted "three thousand spirit stones", Xiang Qi and Sun Ye's ulterior motives also fell on this person.

Even if they can't determine the identity of this person, they can't be sure that this person is the person Sun Ye wants to find out, but in order to be sure, they will not let go of any suspicious person.

"Three thousand and one hundred spirit stones!" At this time, a deep middle-aged man's voice came from a private room upstairs.

"Three thousand two hundred spirit stones!" As soon as the man's voice fell, a woman's voice also came from a room in the private room on the second floor.

For the person who made this voice, everyone was naturally no stranger, it was the female cultivator surnamed Hua.

"Three thousand three hundred spirit stones!" As soon as the female cultivator surnamed Hua finished speaking, a man's voice like a bell came from the private room on the second floor.

It was the monk surnamed Yuan of the Yue Kingdom Blood Sect.

"The value of this treasure can greatly exceed that of Jin Jing, Yuan Daoyou, you must seize this opportunity. Three thousand five hundred spirit stones!" The female cultivator surnamed Hua saw that the monk surnamed Yuan also participated in the bidding, and her face was gloomy, but after a while, she seemed to tease with something.

"Thank you Fairy Hua for reminding me, I won't be polite! Fairy Hua said this, and I was about to say it to you, let's encourage you. Three thousand six hundred spirit stones!" the monk surnamed Yuan sneered and said in a slightly annoyed tone.

Hearing the words of the monk surnamed Yuan, an inexplicable feeling arose in the heart of the female cultivator surnamed Hua who lifted a stone and hit her own feet, only to see her snort angrily, her head twisted away, and she did not answer the words of the monk surnamed Yuan, nor did she continue to shout.

"Four thousand spirit stones!" And at this moment, in the hall on the first floor, the thin man, his eyes slightly lowered, and shouted.

"This fellow Daoist downstairs, it seems that you are bound to win the convection Qingxuan, and as soon as you come up, you are desperately raising the price. However, I want to take a look, why are you a guy in the early stage of foundation building fighting with me!5,000 spirit stones!" The deep man's voice in the private room on the second floor came again.

As soon as the man's voice fell, the entire auction hall suddenly became in turmoil:

"Another price increase of a thousand spirit stones! I've been to four or five auctions, but I've never encountered such a situation. ”

"What's more, what we encountered today is that a monk in the early stage of foundation building competes with an old monster in the Dan stage to compete for magic weapons, which is really bold!"

It seems that this magic weapon of the Qing Vortex is much sharper than the rumored ones!"

"Hey, it's a pity that I don't have so many spirit stones, otherwise, if I can get this treasure, I will be able to run rampant in the definition of cultivating immortals. ”

"Hmph! I don't weigh how many pounds and taels I have, if you really get this strange treasure, whether you can save your life is still a question, and you still want to ...... Hmph!"

"Why are you so domineering! Although people don't have so many spirit stones, they can't deprive others of the right to fantasize! What if it comes true!"

"Yes, yes, the dream still has to be had, what if it comes true!"

"Hmph!

......

All of a sudden, the entire auction hall was full of people, so lively!

And Bai Shanshan, who was standing on the auction table, had wide eyes, and her pretty face was even more surprised.

This stream of Qing Xuan Xuan has just started to be auctioned, and the bidding has soared from two thousand spirit stones to five thousand spirit stones in an instant, which is also incredible!

After a moment of noise, the whole hall became dead again.

"Presumably, this unusually bold shot is the head of the Tongtian Sect. Master Meng was also interested in Liu Qingxuan, which really surprised me Yuan. The monk surnamed Yuan frowned, slowly turned his head with a fierce face, and said in an unusually low voice at the middle-aged monk who shouted out five thousand spirit stones.

"I wanted to hide my identity, but I didn't expect to be recognized by Yuan Daoyou. The old man is Meng Qingshun, the head of the Tongtian faction. This man, who was called Meng Zhangmen by the monk surnamed Yuan, laughed twice, and then he coughed deeply and said loudly.

As soon as Meng Qingshun's voice fell, a huge and extremely large spiritual pressure spread out to all sides, the monks in the private room on the second floor were fine, and the monks in the foundation building period in the auction hall on the first floor were all flustered, and their hearts throbbed.

And Bai Shanshan, a charming young woman standing on the auction table, trembled slightly, and her breasts and fat buttocks naturally swayed, drawing a wonderful and seductive curve. I saw that her face was pale, and for a while, her face lost a lot.

However, everyone in the audience didn't have the heart to appreciate the different customs of the charming young woman, they were unstable and had already taken care of themselves, how could they have the heart to take care of and appreciate Bai Shanshan's charm?

"I do have some interest in the Flowing Swirl. However, I see that Yuan Daoyou also seems to be interested in it!" After a moment of silence, Meng Qingshun saw that no one spoke, only to see him raise his sword eyebrows, and continued.

"Since Master Meng is also bound to get this treasure, then let's follow the rules of the auction house, and the highest bidder will get this strange treasure, five thousand five hundred spirit stones!"

"Okay! I, Meng someone, will accompany me to the end, five thousand eight hundred spirit stones!" Meng Qingshun raised his eyebrows and said in a deep voice.

......

After a few rounds, this Meng Qingshun and the monk surnamed Yuan actually pushed Liuqing Xuan to a high price of 7,000 spirit stones.

"Two seniors, have you fought for a result? If you are still so hesitant, I will make a bid!" Just as the two of them were at a stalemate, thinking about whether they should bid again, the thin man who had just made the bid said in a mocking tone.

"What's the matter? You kid still want to compete with the two of me for this stream of Qingxuan, but don't blame me for not reminding you, if you don't know what to do and talk nonsense, the disaster will affect you, the fish in the pond!" Meng Qingshun and the monk surnamed Yuan, who were sarcastic and sarcastic by a monk in the foundation building period with such mean words, naturally did not have a good face, and the monk surnamed Yuan was even more like a knife in his eyes, staring at the thin young man below viciously, and said coldly.

"Seven thousand five hundred spirit stones!" Before the monk surnamed Yuan could speak, a very stubborn voice sounded in the hall on the first floor.

But it was the thin young man who was in the foundation building period who spoke.

The face of the monk surnamed Yuan twitched suddenly, and his face suddenly turned red, and in the eyes of the thin young man, there was a trace of murderous intent that flashed decisively.