Fantasy: The opening pushes the ages

It wasn't until the golden light completely dissipated that everyone dared to return to their seats, but there was still the slightest hint of horror in their gazes looking at the wooden box.

Just a spirit weapon of the quasi-emperor level is so powerful, so how powerful would it be if it were a martial artist of the quasi-emperor level?

What's more, how powerful should this Shenyao Sword be as a Lingdi-level Shenyao Sword back then?
It is simply unimaginable.

After taking a few breaths and calming down his slightly horrified mood, Zhang Peng's eyes fell on the central wing room, with a strange smile on the corner of his mouth.

He murmured, in a voice that no one could hear, and said in a low voice: "Brother is indeed right...the first bidder is indeed this person..."

The inner admiration for his elder brother Zhang Peng has reached an unprecedented height.

And in the second deluxe room, when Wu Ming saw that extreme light, his dark eyes suddenly burst into intense heat.

This kind of look, he only appeared when he saw Ye Mujiu.

For him, the temptation from a woman and the temptation from a sacred weapon are equally important.

"Quick, at all costs, I want to get him..."

At this moment, Wu Ming already showed a little crazy look.

When Qiu Haomiao saw this, he knew that his opportunity had come, so he couldn't help showing a smile on his face, but when he heard the quotation, the smile on his face froze.

3000 million original stones.

Even if he emptied the treasury of his Tianyu Dynasty, it would be difficult to come up with so much money.

For a moment, he didn't dare to look at Wu Ming's wolf-like eyes, he was a little afraid.

Seeing Qiu Haomiao's dodging eyes, Wu Ming instantly understood what Qiu Haomiao meant, and couldn't help but look a little ugly, "How much is missing, I'll make it up."

"Tens of millions..."

Qiu Haomiao whispered.

A seven-foot middle-aged man actually behaved like a junior in front of a boy who was only seventeen or eighteen, and couldn't straighten his waist in front of the latter.

"What do you mean, you don't want to give out a penny?"

At this moment, Wu Ming's complexion was unprecedentedly ugly.

Qiu Haomiao shook his head quickly, and said, "No... no, there are only a few million Origin Stones in the treasury, which is a bit short, so..."

By the end, his voice was getting lower and lower.

Wu Ming sneered a few times, stopped looking at him, and shifted his eyes to the world beyond the window lintel, where everyone's eyes had already gathered.

With the sound of that childish voice, he could clearly feel that the atmosphere in the auction house had obviously become hotter.

"Why does this voice sound familiar?"

Just when he was suspicious, he suddenly rang, Zhou Mu, that's right, it was Zhou Mu.

After he thought about it carefully, he became more and more sure.

The so-called love rival blushes more when they meet each other. The natural hostility from the love rival naturally wants to overwhelm Zhou Mu.

As for Ye Mujiu's going to the Great Qin Region, he knew about it a long time ago, and his heart became more and more fiery.

The purpose of coming here is nothing more than wanting to enhance one's own cultivation with quasi-emperor-level spiritual weapons.

After all, no matter how strong God's Domain is, it won't put more energy on a Dharma Aspect Realm warrior, even if this Dharma Aspect Realm warrior is the Young Master of God's Domain.

In God's Domain, the young master is probably the least valuable.

After reading this, he, who has always been proud and arrogant, shouted decisively: "4000 million."

hiss!
In the arena, there was a sound of gasping for air.

Immediately afterwards, countless horrified eyes gathered in the private room where he had just spoken.

There was a lot of discussion.

"My God, I mentioned 1000 million in one mouthful. We really don't understand the world of the rich."

"Whose prodigal son is this, don't know if you can add 100 million 100 million?"

"Prodigal, what a prodigal, 4000 million...I'm afraid I can't get so much out of the Sword God Palace."

……

For a while, the atmosphere in the venue was mobilized.

Livelier than the vegetable market.

But what's more, apart from being surprised, is curiosity about that prodigal son.

After all, the starting price of 3000 million yuan has already exceeded the entire wealth of many people. Even if someone competes, it can be won in a few rounds at most, regardless of the huge cost of 4000 million yuan.

But... Who told others to be stupid and rich.

Apart from being shocked, many spectators lamented how arrogant the rich are.

Faced with this amount, Zhou Mu in Juzhong Yajian was also a little surprised. He really didn't expect that after reaching this price, there would be people who would follow suit.

"Forehead……"

He glanced at Han Fei hesitantly, and when he saw that the latter still had his usual indifferent expression, he stood up abruptly, with his palms resting on the table, a look of confusion flashed across his face.

In fact.

I was very hesitant in my heart.

Anyway, 3000 million is owed, and 4000 million is also owed, which is not bad for the 1000 million.

So, he smiled with satisfaction and raised his voice.

"5000."

As soon as you said this, it was true that you were completely silent, and countless terrified eyes gathered, but unfortunately, the hard wall blocked their sight, and they couldn't see the heroic man in the private room.

"I rely on me, rely on me..."

"Mom, I've never seen so much money in ten lifetimes..."

"I thought this guy was arrogant enough, but I didn't expect that I was naive in the end. It really is that there are people outside the sky, and there are people outside the sky. The prodigals are more powerful than one."

……

To some extent, 5000 million origin stones are enough to accumulate a saint with majestic spiritual power. If the talent is a little higher, the saint king may be fine.

But now, with the sky-high price of 5000 million origin stones, it is to buy a spiritual weapon that can only enhance its own strength by relying on external force. From the perspective of outsiders, it makes no difference that the person's head is caught in the door.

The value for money is zero.

"Zhou Mu...I'm not finished with you."

Wu Ming gritted his teeth, fisted in his hand, and slammed the table hard. Suddenly, the hard table broke into two halves.

4000 million origin stones is already the limit he can take out, and this is on the basis of the millions of origin stones that the Tianyu Dynasty emptied the treasury.

This made Qiu Haomiao, who was already terrified, even more frightened. He almost shrank his head on his neck, dared not speak, and tried to reduce his sense of existence, for fear that the anger would contaminate him.

Don't look at Wu Ming's young age, but when he gets angry, he is a bit more powerful than the King of Yama, even he who is used to heavy wind and rain, is terrified.

"6000."

When Wu Ming reported the price, he didn't think about it at all, he just said it out of his head, and regretted it as soon as he said it.

His monthly income is only hundreds of thousands of origin stones. In the past few decades, he has saved a lot of money by saving money, but no matter what, he can't afford the sky-high price of 6000 million.