Fantasy: The opening pushes the ages

Wu Ming's complexion changed instantly.

The anger was gone, and he looked at Qiu Haomiao who was like a shrinking tortoise with a guilty conscience. He was thinking about what to do next, his eyes lit up instantly, and the corners of his mouth curled up.

No, here comes the blame man.

Qiu Haomiao lowered his head, naturally he didn't know Wu Ming's plan.

And in the other room, no matter how slow Zhou Mu was, he felt something was wrong at this moment.

His face changed slightly.

Reason told him that no more money could be added at this time.

But sensibility told him that there is no difference between four thousand, five thousand, or six thousand anyway, because he couldn't get it out. Except for the larger number on the IOU, he also got a quasi-emperor status for nothing. A level of aura, isn't it beautiful.

"Seven thousand..."

Before he finished speaking, Han Fei stopped him. He shook his head, thought about his words, and said, "No need."

"But……"

Zhou Mu thought that Han Fei didn't understand his intentions, and he was thinking of making IOUs. He didn't need to spend a penny, so it wasn't a waste.

Han Fei said softly, "I mean..."

Speaking of this, a sly smile suddenly flashed across his usually calm face, "We can grab it!"

"Sure enough, you are still smart." Zhou Mu stretched out his thumb and said with sincere admiration.

It is true that it is better to buy on credit, and it is better to grab credit than to buy.

And Wu Ming didn't see the other room answering for a long time, and his breathing became heavier. On the high platform, when Zhang Peng saw the price soared to 6000 million, he was already happy.

According to the price of the last auction item, they will get 30.00% of the total price as remuneration.

In other words, in just a quarter of an hour, they got 800 million origin stones, and they felt excited just thinking about it.

Zhang Peng waited for a while, and seeing that Juzhong Yajian didn't make any more noise, he suppressed his excitement, and hit the hammer hard, and the crisp voice resounded through the silent venue, "6000 million original stones, a deal."

Faced with this sky-high price, which is even more expensive than the sky-high price, everyone has become numb.

The repeated stimulation once gave them the illusion that the money was just lip service, rather than really giving out so much money.

One sentence mentioned 1000 million.

This is a genuine 1000 million Origin Stones. This level is enough to artificially create a warrior in the God of Tibet.

And within a few words, the original price of 3000 million was doubled. Could it be that in the eyes of those people, this money really can't be called money?

"Am I hallucinating? 6000 million origin stones... I seem to have heard that 8000 to [-] million origin stones can create a holy king."

"6000 million... I need hundreds of lifetimes without eating or drinking to make so much money..."

For a moment, apart from many surprises, everyone felt a deep sense of horror.

The jaggedness from this world hit them hard.

Compared with the frozen bones outside, their lives are considered to be very good, their status is high, they are respected, and they can be regarded as middle-level existences.

But now, facing the inhuman crushing of those at the top, they seem powerless to fight back.

"What the hell, why don't you add it?"

Hearing Zhang Peng's final decision, Wu Ming's complexion turned extremely ugly.

Standing up gloomyly, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, he looked down at Qiu Haomiao, who was shrinking his neck, and said, "You wait here, I'm going to get the money."

After speaking, lift your legs and leave.

Qiu Haomiao didn't doubt that there was him, so he knelt obediently.

I don't know how long it took before there was a knock on the door. He thought it was Wu Ming who came back, so he hurriedly got up and greeted him with a smile, but Zhang Ming's cheek that also had a flattering smile caught his eyes. "I asked someone to bring the Shenyao Sword here. You see, when will you give me the 6000 million Origin Stones?"

The tone of speech is very polite.

For Zhang Ming at this moment, Qiu Haomiao is a God of Wealth.

Qiu Haomiao glanced at Zhang Ming, still arrogant, and said, "Wait a minute, my young master has gone to withdraw the money."

Zhang Ming's tone was a little submissive, and the smile on his face became stronger, "Okay, okay, if that's the case, then the Shenyao Sword is here for you, so as not to be inconvenient to take it on and off."

After speaking, Zhang Ming asked the three saint-level warriors to carry the wooden box inside.

Before Qiu Haomiao could speak, several people disappeared.

About an hour later, Qiu Haomiao explained to Zhang Ming repeatedly for the eighth time. At this moment, the situation was reversed, and Zhang Ming was a little impatient. In contrast, Qiu Haomiao was much softer, nodding and bowing. It is in someone else's territory, so it seems unreasonable to be so tyrannical.

"I'll give you a quarter of an hour at the end."

Zhang Ming said coldly, and walked out immediately.

For him, no matter how noble that person is, if he can't get any money after the auction, then I'm sorry, don't blame us for not knowing each other.

After dealing with Zhang Ming, Qiu Haomiao breathed a sigh of relief. At this moment, no matter how stupid he was, he realized that something was wrong. Could it be that Wu Ming had already sold him?

He couldn't believe it.

However, there is no room for him not to believe it. After all, for a martial artist in the Faxiang Realm, even if he goes back to the Great Wilderness, that is enough.

"Uh... Do I want to slip too..."

While speaking, he had already gently opened the door, and a big face suddenly came into view at the door, it was Zhang Ming.

"I said, what are you doing out here?" Zhang Ming spoke with a hint of sarcasm.

Qiu Haomiao stiffened his neck and said, "I'm coming out to get some air, I want you to take care of me."

"I don't want to care about you." When Zhang Ming spoke, he had already pushed open the door and walked in, and sat down majestically in the place Wu Ming had taken, with a superior posture.

"If you can't get the 6000 million Origin Stones out today, then I'm sorry."

"Brother Zhang, can we extend our relationship for a few days?" When Qiu Haomiao felt the power of the saints behind Zhang Ming, his stubborn attitude gradually softened.

Although he barely reached the Saint Realm after receiving the help of God's Domain, he was still far behind for ordinary Saint Realm fighters who practiced hard.

Therefore, when facing the three saint warriors, they felt great pressure.

"I'm sorry, my small auction house doesn't have this rule. If everyone does what you do, then my auction house will continue to open." Zhang Ming said with a cold snort.

It seemed that Qiu Haomiao definitely couldn't afford that much money. He thought for a while and said, "Well, if you give me the Tianyu Dynasty, when you get the money, I will return the Tianyu Dynasty to you."

"No, this is my lifeblood." Qiu Haomiao immediately objected.