Sensing the changes around them, the faces of many monks changed one after another, and many people were subconsciously retreating, so as not to affect themselves, only a small number of people held their strength and watched the play on the side, even Li Wenxuan sneered at the corner of his mouth, looking at Qin Ping's side and not stopping it, the old man of the Li family on the high platform frowned, although he was also a member of the Li family, but he was disgusted with this kind of bullying of the people in the family, and when he was about to speak, Qin Ping spoke. 1357924?6810ggggggggggd

"That's enough! This Taoist friend is right, how can my Li family's auction be as casual as a small family in the outside world, naturally the one with the highest price will get it, this young master of the Liu family, if you don't bid, don't make a fuss here, otherwise how can my Li family's face exist!" The old man on the high platform looked indifferent, and when he looked at the middle-aged man, Lik formed a stormy trend.

At the same time as the middle-aged man left, a person wearing a cloak walked out of the crowd at some point, this person was covered by a cloak, and he couldn't distinguish between men and women.

After the man in the cloak bid, although it did not cause much impact, it made the auction continue, so that there were people around him who continued to bid.

This old man's cultivation at the fifteenth level of Qi refining is probably the highest in this auction, and coupled with his difference, someone will soon recognize him.

The Li family recognized the identity of the old man, and even if no one had seen the old man, there were many people who had heard of it, and it soon caused an uproar.

A sentence bombarded the ears of the surrounding monks like thunder, the Dust Cultivator was like a god-like existence to them, and he could decide the life and death of the Qi Refining Monk at any time, but they never thought that this old man in front of them, who was not amazing, would actually use Qi Refining Cultivation to escape under the pursuit of the Dust Cultivator, which made them feel unbelievable.

The number of ten spirit stones in this place seems to be sky-high in the eyes of the vast majority of people here, all of them are embarrassed, and then no one bids, and Qin Ping never thought that this Xiao Huan Dan would be so sought-after, if it weren't for the fact that he grabbed a total of twenty spirit stones from Li Po He Li Potian and the man led by him, I am afraid that even the demon crystal could not be exchanged, even so, now there are only twenty spirit stones left in his Qiankun bag, if the price exceeds twenty today, then he is afraid that he will miss out on Xiao Huandan.

"Those old men in the family are too stubborn, so if the treasure is not left to me, it is just that, and they even take it out and shoot it, even if they want to give it to that person secretly, it doesn't have to be like this, and now that it has developed to this point, I have to end it. Li Wenxuan was secretly indignant in his heart, his right hand clenched his fist, walked a few steps to the square table on the high platform, glanced at the old man and the girl, and said calmly: "This is eleven less spirit stones." ”

Qin Ping couldn't observe the expression of the man with the cloak, but he found that the expression of the girl not far from him had not changed much, and she was still smiling, which surprised Qin Ping and paid more attention to the girl.

As for the sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl, although she didn't leave, she didn't seem to have any intention of continuing to bid, but she sneered, and slowly approached Qin Ping, and when she came behind Qin Ping, she was about to make a move, when suddenly Qin Ping turned her head and just collided with her gaze.

Without waiting for Qin Ping to react, the man with the cloak who had bid before actually bid again, breaking the silence around him, making everyone look curiously, "Thirteen spirit stones." ”

"This matter is wrong, you see that Young Master Li Wenxuan doesn't look angry in the slightest......"

The price of thirteen spirit stones is probably all the resources that a small family can come up with, and for casual cultivation, I don't know how much cultivation it takes to get it, and at this time, the generosity of the cloak man made the people around him show envy, and more people have even decided in their hearts that the winner of Xiao Huandan's is afraid that this cloak man is afraid.

"I'll take out fifteen spirit stones!" Qin Ping patted the Qiankun bag, and kept taking out the spirit stones and putting them in front of him, the spiritual power contained in the fifteen spirit stones had surpassed the sum of the spiritual power in the body of a fifth-layer Qi refining monk, and now they were all put together, exuding a dazzling light, and the rich spiritual power permeated all directions, making the people around them breathe rapidly one by one.