A hundred times the return of empowerment: you call this a beast master

"The starting price is 30 spars!"

With an order from the auctioneer.

Many experts from the Southern Continent took a deep breath for a moment.

You must know that 30 spar is not a small amount.

But at this moment, after hesitating for a moment, they began to aggressively bid.

"I'll pay 31 million!"

"33 million!"

"I bid 40 from the Luotianmen!"

"What is the Great Luo Tianmen? My Immortal Sect bids 41!"

"I"

For a moment, the scene fell into chaos.

Countless experts from the Southern Continent want to own this huge sword.

Naturally, there are also some of the top ten sects in the Southern Continent.

For example, the Da Luo Tian Sect and the Immortal Sect that had previously bid was one of the top ten sects in the Southern Continent.

They know better than anyone the value that this giant sword can bring.

Enough to be related to the life and death of a case.

Seeing the crowd asking prices like this.

The auctioneer is also happy to see the result.

After all, for him, the higher the price is, the more he will earn.

Jiang Chen looked at the people fighting around.

He spoke to the Baishen beside him and asked, "Bai Gong, if you were asked to bid, how much would you pay?"

Hearing this, Baishen was slightly taken aback, and after thinking for a moment, he said, "Hall Master."

"I'm a gun user, not to mention the quality of the spear in my hand is far better than that giant sword."

"If I were to bid, this giant sword would be worth 30 at most."

"I really don't know why they fought so hard."

Baishen didn't seem to understand everyone's asking price.

The long spear in his hand is a genuine holy artifact.

It was the old god king who spent a lot of effort to create it for him.

It is said to be a holy artifact.

In fact, it can already be regarded as a semi-divine magic weapon.

Therefore, Baishen was puzzled by the people's eagerness to bid for a giant sword that was not even a demigod magic weapon.

Jiang Chen who heard Baishen's words smiled slightly.

Slowly said: "If you want me to say, the maximum value of this giant sword can only be 60."

"If it goes up to 60 crystals, then it will be a loss."

Jiang Chen saw the clue of that giant sword at a glance.

Although it contains extremely powerful murderous aura, it is not pure enough.

The value must not be too high.

60 spars are more than enough.

It's just that he obviously underestimated the enthusiasm of the group of southern mainland monks for this giant sword.

Just a moment of effort.

The price has been raised to 49 spars.

"I'll pay 50 million!"

At this moment, a loud voice sounded.

A young man in a black robe stood up and said loudly.

The moment he stood up, the faces of everyone present changed drastically.

"It's the Holy Son of the Black Demon Holy Land!"

"Isn't the Black Demon Holy Land one of the top sects in the Central Continent? Why did it appear in the Southern Continent!"

"The Holy Son of the Black Demon Holy Land intervened, do we still need to continue to fight?"

Someone revealed the identity of the young man in black robe.

Son of the Black Demon Holy Land.

The Black Demon Holy Land is one of the top sects in the Central Continent.

Although it is not as powerful as the Perishing God Pavilion, it is by no means an existence that these Southern Continent sect masters can provoke.

The Holy Son of the Black Demon Holy Land has shown a strong talent for cultivating immortals since he was a child.

Now he is only in his twenties, and he is already half a fifth-level existence.

Of course, this is also the reason why the Black Demon Holy Land spared no effort to work on him.

It is rumored that the Holy Son of the Black Demon Holy Land had worshiped a current sword fairy as his teacher when he was young, and learned superb swordsmanship.

It's just that it has never had a sword.

Legend has it that he was waiting for a sword of his own.

Now that the Holy Son of the Black Demon Holy Land appeared here to grab this giant sword, it meant that the sword he was waiting for was the giant sword from this place.

For a moment, no one dared to continue bidding.

The auctioneer who saw this scene showed a dignified expression.

Logically speaking, with such a powerful murderous aura.

The price of this giant sword will be pushed to about 70 spar.

But at this moment, due to the intervention of the Holy Son of the Black Demon Holy Land, the price has stagnated at 50 crystals.

It's a full 20 crystals different from what I expected!
This is not a small sum!

"Although this huge sword is not a half-saint magic weapon, it is not inferior to a half-saint magic weapon at all!"

"If you all win this sword, we, the Perishing God Pavilion, promise to protect your safety."

Accompanied by the words of the auctioneer.

Everyone present looked at each other in blank dismay.

Facing the temptation of this giant sword.

Facing the threat of the Holy Son of the Black Demon Holy Land again.

It was difficult for them to make a choice for a while.

You must know that the Black Demon Holy Land is not a reasonable sect.

It is rumored that there was once a monk whose strength reached the sixth level because he offended the Holy Son of the Black Demon Holy Land.

As a result, he was chased and killed by the holy master of the Black Devil Holy Land and many elders of the Black Devil Holy Land.

After fleeing for three full days, he was finally bombarded to death!

They can't afford to provoke such a protective sect.

Seeing that no one had bid yet, the auctioneer panicked.

Immediately increased the stakes and said: "As long as this giant sword is photographed, then our Perishing God Pavilion will protect its sect for a year."

Protecting the sect for a year?
Many monks present immediately showed contempt.

It's too bad.

You must know that the one who offended was the Black Demon Holy Land!

There are so many strong people in the Black Demon Holy Land, as long as they wait a year later, they will definitely kill their own sect.

It's not worth being exterminated for such a huge sword.

The Holy Son of the Black Demon Holy Land also showed an impatient expression at this time.

He said coldly, "If you don't want to die, then drop the hammer."

"You are not so stupid that the Perishing God Pavilion will become an enemy of my Black Demon Holy Land for your own life."

The auctioneer's expression changed upon hearing this.

His eyes subconsciously looked towards a hidden corner.

In that hidden corner are three sixth-level masters of the Perishing God Pavilion.

The auctioneer took a deep breath.

When the sledgehammer in his hand was about to fall.

A voice sounded: "51 spar."

When this voice sounded, the scene instantly fell into deathly silence.

All eyes looked at the direction of the speaker.

Nothing but a breath of cold air.

The Immortal Gate of Promise!

Who would have thought that at such a moment, Wuji Xianmen would dare to jump out.

"Oh?"

"It seems that some sects are about to be removed from the Southern Continent."

The Holy Son of the Black Demon Holy Land obviously did not expect that anyone would dare to snatch it from him.

I saw him exuding a raging murderous aura all over his body.

The half-step fifth realm cultivation base is fully revealed.

"Is the Promise Immortal Gate crazy?"

"Who knows, to dare to offend the Holy Land of the Black Demon, it seems that they really don't know what to do!"

"It's really crazy to destroy the sect with just a huge sword!"