As a demon cultivator, it makes sense to be cruel!

Huang Fengsanren nodded with satisfaction after seeing the fearful looks in the crowd below.

"Fellow Taoists, I announce that the auction will begin now."

As soon as Huang Feng Sanren finished speaking, a maid in a green skirt walked onto the auction stage carrying a tray. On the stage, Huang Feng Sanren looked at the items in the tray and explained to everyone in the audience.

"The first item on the lot is a hundred-year-old lightning-struck wood. I don't need to explain its functions!"

"The starting price is 100 yuan for low-grade spiritual stones, and each increase in price must not be less than ten yuan for low-grade spiritual stones."

Hearing this, some monks below flashed a golden light in their eyes. This century-old lightning strike wood is the main material for refining the best thunder-attribute magic weapon. For some people who practice thunder-attribute skills, this is a rare treasure. .

Soon, the monks below started fierce bidding.

"I offer 150 low-grade spiritual stones," a monk with a horse face mask shouted.

"160 low-grade spiritual stones," another bull-faced monk said calmly.

Fang Han on the side did not bid, but You Shengrong next to him looked at the century-old lightning-struck wood in the maid's tray, his mung bean eyes glowing golden.

"I offered 200 yuan for low-grade spiritual stones," You Shengrong, wearing a pig face mask, shouted excitedly.

Hearing the offer of 200 yuan for low-grade spiritual stones, the venue was silent for a moment, and then all the monks turned their attention to the source of the sound.

Fang Han, who was sitting next to You Shengrong, saw so many eyes on him and couldn't help but move to the side, as if he wanted to tell everyone that I didn't know him.

The person involved, You Shengrong, who was wearing a pig-head mask, felt guilty when the monks saw him.

"cough."

Huang Feng Sanren on the stage coughed lightly.

"Anyone else bidding?"

Under the stage, there was silence.

"Okay, two hundred low-grade spiritual stones, one time."

"Two hundred low-grade spiritual stones, twice."

"Two hundred low-grade spiritual stones, three times, deal done."

The maid in green dress on the auction stage, carrying a tray with century-old lightning-strike wood, walked towards You Shengrong, who was wearing a pig head mask. After clearing the money and goods, the maid in green dress walked back to the auction stage.

Then, a few cold eyes glanced at the pig-headed You Shengrong. It is self-evident that what these people are thinking can be seen by one person.

"The second lot is a top-grade magical weapon, the Bibo Sword."

As Huang Feng Sanren finished speaking, another maid in a green skirt walked onto the auction stage holding a jade box.

Huang Feng Sanren took the jade box from the maid in green skirt and opened it for the cultivators to see. There was a small sword that was all blue lying in the box.

Some people below, who had water-attribute spiritual roots and practiced water-attribute skills, could not help but breathe heavily after seeing this sword.

In casual cultivation, it is not easy to buy a high-quality magic weapon. There are a large number of magic weapons and elixirs in the hands of the sect.

And the magic weapon elixirs sold in some markets are often priced at less than half the spirit stone itself.

In the underground auctions here, the magic weapons auctioned usually come from irregular sources, so they are much cheaper.

Looking at the excited expressions of the monks below, Huang Feng Sanren said with satisfaction.

"The starting price of this high-grade magic weapon, the Bibo Sword, is 80 yuan for low-grade spiritual stones. Each increase in price cannot be less than five yuan for low-grade spiritual stones."

"150 low-grade spiritual stones."

At this time, a woman wearing a grimace mask said coldly.

"150 five low-grade spiritual stones."

An old man's voice came from behind the woman.

"170 low-grade spiritual stones."

The woman continued to increase the price.

"170 five low-grade spiritual stones"

The old man glanced at the woman angrily and also increased the price.

"190 low-grade spiritual stones."

The woman continued to increase the price without hesitation.

"Okay, little girl, since you don't want to give me face, that's fine! You're fine!"

"The auction is for the highest bidder. If you don't have the spirit stone, just go away."

The woman wearing the grimace mask turned around and glanced disdainfully at the old man behind her and said lightly.

Okay, "190 low-grade spiritual stones", once.

"190 low-grade spiritual stones, twice."

"190 low-grade spiritual stones, three times, deal."

After the spirit stones were delivered, several more bids were held, and the auction soon came to an end.

"The ninth lot, a top-grade magical weapon, the Soul-Eating Banner."

"This magical weapon is a magical weapon that can be upgraded by swallowing living souls. The swallowed living souls can be summoned to fight, and can be upgraded to a mid-grade spiritual weapon."

"Because it is only a semi-finished product, it can be improved in the future by incorporating heavenly materials and earthly treasures to improve its quality. The starting price is 300 yuan for low-grade spiritual stones, and each increase in price must not be less than 20 yuan for low-grade spiritual stones."

Fang Han, who had closed his eyes to rest, couldn't help but open his eyes when he heard the Soul-Eating Flag.

"After waiting for so long, there is always something I am interested in, but don't worry, let them bid first."

Some monks saw that the Soul-Eating Banner was lacking in nature. After all, it was an evil thing. However, the evil cultivators who participated in the auction had their eyes glowing with gold after seeing the "Soul-Eating Banner".

shouted a man wearing a sheep's head mask with a sinister aura.

"I offer 350 low-grade spiritual stones for this Soul-Eating Banner. I am bound to get it."

"I want this soul-eating banner!"

"400 yuan of low-grade spiritual stone."

The man in the sheep head mask gritted his teeth and shouted!

"420 pieces of low-grade spiritual stones. Fellow Taoist, please give this to me."

"500 yuan of low-grade spiritual stone."

"The monk who called himself Young Master ignored the man in the sheep-head mask at all."

"Okay! Very good! I'm just afraid that if you buy it with your life, you won't be able to use it."

The man in the sheep head mask said viciously.

"Humph!"

"The one with the highest auction price will win. I have said that if you dare to threaten other auction buyers, you will die."

As soon as he finished speaking, Huang Feng Sanren on the stage burst into the [-]th level of Qi Refining Great Perfection. With a wave of his hand, a white light flew out from his sleeve.

Before the monk in the sheep-head mask could react, he pierced the center of his eyebrows. At this time, everyone saw that between the monks' eyebrows, there was half a segment of white maggots exposed and still squirming, gnawing at it. brain.

At the door, two black-robed monks came and took the dead sheep-head masked monk out. After seeing the fate of the sheep-headed masked monk, all the cultivators in the audience couldn't help but shudder.

"Okay, the troublemaker has been dealt with, and the auction continues."

Huang Fengsanren said with a smile, as if nothing happened just now.

"Six hundred low-grade spiritual stones."

Fang Han, who had not spoken at this moment, started bidding. After a few breaths, no monk increased the price.

"Is there any more? Fellow Taoist offer a higher price. If not, then start the countdown."

"Six hundred low-grade spiritual stones, once."

"Six hundred low-grade spiritual stones, twice."

"Six hundred low-grade spiritual stones, three times, deal done."

As soon as she finished speaking, the maid in green skirt on the stage took the Soul-Eating Flag and walked towards Fang Han. After Fang Han handed over the spirit stone to confirm that it was correct, the maid in green skirt handed the "Soul-Eating Flag" to Fang Han.

After waiting for the maid in green skirt to return, Huang Feng Sanren took out a jade bottle from his storage bag and said to the cultivators.

"This is the final item of this auction, a realm-breaking pill." I believe everyone knows its function! "

"That's right!"

It allows monks in the Qi refining stage to directly break through a small realm. However, this pill is only effective after taking it for the first time. The starting price is "400 yuan for low-grade spiritual stones", and each increase in price must not be less than 30 yuan for low-grade spiritual stones.