Opening Auction Desolate Ancient Sacred Body

"Sixty-four billion!"

At this point, the fourth patriarch of the Changsheng Wang family, who prided himself on being full of background, had a somewhat unnatural expression on his face, and murmured in a low voice:

"impossible!"

"Obviously those two have given up, why is he still persisting?"

The fuzzy man in the Taoist temple also showed astonishment, obviously those two had given up long ago, this posture... the corner of his mouth twitched slightly, and muttered:

"Is this one so rich?"

Lord Martial Saint.

The head of the royal family.

Penglai Saint Lord.

Fomen peak powerhouse.

These people also looked at the old man guarding the Nine Heavens Jianhe in astonishment. His persistence was surprising.

"Sixty-five billion!"

"Sixty-six billion!"

"Sixty-seven billion!"

Gradually.

The fuzzy man in the Taoist temple was so stressed that he couldn't help but look at the VIP where Penglai Xiandao was.

And the boy Jijiu from Penglai Xiandao also cast a helpless look, he can only borrow so many holy stones.

"call!"

The fourth patriarch of the Changshengwang family took a deep breath, his turbid eyes also flickered fiercely, made up his mind, and said in a low voice:

"A poor Taoist priest in a Taoist temple, and a sacrificial wine who almost dismissed his soldiers and wiped out his family's wealth. How much does it add up?"

With wild eyes and an unyielding look, he looked at the old man guarding Nine Heavens Jianhe and whispered:

"Let's have a spell between you and me between the knife and the blood!"

The fighting spirit is approaching the old man guarding Nine Heavens Jianhe.

On the other hand, the men in the Taoist temple were ignored by him.

At this moment, the fuzzy man in the Taoist temple has a burning anger in his heart, who is he looking down on?

"Sixty-eight billion!"

The fourth patriarch of the Changsheng Wang family said.

"Sixty-eight billion!"

The elders guarding Nine Heavens Jianhe dare not show weakness.

"Seven hundred billion!"

The fourth patriarch of the Changsheng Wang family said again.

"Seven hundred and ten billion!"

The fuzzy man in the Taoist temple who had been directly skipped by the two people was filled with anger in his heart, but when he saw the two of them, he came to seventy-five billion in a blink of an eye, and the corners of his mouth staggered slightly...

Is this really being scorned?

"Are you still here?"

The young man offered wine and asked.

"No!"

The fuzzy man in the Taoist temple felt aggrieved in his heart.

Obviously this is a joint effort between two forces, but in the end it was ignored by people, and they didn't even have the qualifications to intervene, but everything was just like that.

"It's just two people!"

The false emperor of Tianzong sighed.

Fighting to such an extent, these Half step True Immortals either intentionally or unintentionally withdrew passively, causing the ultimate victory or defeat of this battle to be fixed on the two of them.

"Seventy-six billion!"

"770 billion!"

"Seventy-eight billion!"

The bidding speed was slightly slower, obviously reaching the upper limit.

"about there."

King Liujue whispered to himself.

This heat is enough, and I am a little thankful that I quit earlier, otherwise, if I continue to compete, I will be doomed. He will not compete for this number of World Tree seeds.

on the auction block.

Su Yu's eyes were pure and calm, and there were even many people in the ordinary auction booth below trying to encourage him to continue raising the price.

But he gave up without even hesitating, and he was not going to use words to seduce him, so that the competition between the two reached a sky-high price.

After all, this is not how wool is squeezed.

If you squeeze too much at one time, there will be no oil and water next time.

What's more, in future auctions, Su Yu is still counting on these two to drive up the price for him, so how could he press too hard?

The main thing is that expectations have been met.

Six hundred billion holy stones is Su Yu's psychological expectation.

It has been greatly surpassed at the moment, so I am naturally content.

"Seventy-nine billion!"

"Eight hundred billion holy stones!"

suddenly.

With the bidding of the four ancestors of the Changsheng Wang family here, the tone of the old man who guarded Nine Heavens Jianhe obviously eased, and his aura suddenly broke, and he was directly overwhelmed like a violent wind and rain, and ceased to exist.

"Boom!"

That is to say, the competition that this pouring should have continued has also come to an end.

The old man guarding Nine Heavens Jianhe raised his mouth several times, but gave up by pursing his lips one after another.

"Boom!"

"Eight hundred billion holy stones once!"

"Boom!"

"Eight hundred billion holy stones twice!"

"Boom!"

"Eight hundred billion holy stones three times!"

With the fall of the third drop, the entire auction house fell into a brief dead silence, and then there was a tsunami of exclamation, because it was too incredible.

Even the fourth patriarch of the Longevity Family sat down as if exhausted.

Eight hundred billion holy stones!

Finally... I got it!

Also absent-minded was the stubborn old man who guarded Nine Heavens Jianhe.

He thought that this time he would finally achieve something, but he never expected that it would be difficult to continue after the breath was taken off.

"call!"

The four patriarchs of the Changsheng Wang family were all grateful, and said gratefully:

"I would like to thank the host, if there is no host, even if you want to win the World Tree Seed, you will have to bleed profusely, and it may even break trillions of holy stones!"

King of the Six Absolutes.

Buddhist monk.

Juvenile offering wine.

These people could see it clearly, and they were secretly feeling the kindness of the host.

Just now, the host only needed a little words and the two of them came back to a higher level. It is not impossible to break the trillion, but the host Ren Ci did not choose to do so.

The old man guarding Nine Heavens Jianhe had a look of loneliness and unwillingness on his face, his lips squirmed, and he was also unwilling to look at the young field owner on the stage.

Just now, almost!

If the host is willing to be stimulated and encouraged, he will definitely continue to compete!

It's just that the field owner... didn't speak.

He lowered his head a little lonely.

Su Yu said calmly:

"Some things are best for owning; if they are not suitable, there is no need to force them!"

"Wow!"

The old man who guarded Nine Heavens Jianhe raised his head that had just been lowered for a moment, and looked at the owner with blank eyes, somewhat half understanding, and silently thinking in his heart whether the seed of the World Tree really suits him?

It would be a lie to say it doesn't fit.

This seed would be tempted even when the Immortal King came, so how could it not be suitable for him?

But in the bottom of his heart, he also gradually realized one thing, maybe the host meant more than fit, and he continued to compete...

Is it for the World Tree seed, or is it to prove that he wants to win something?

In his depression, he couldn't give a second answer.

In the hustle and bustle of the auction hall, countless people already expressed unsatisfied and satisfied expressions, feeling that this auction has returned to origin, and they are satisfied to see such a wonderful scene.

They also think... this auction can end!

because!

This one is too magnificent, too dazzling, and too bright.

In their hearts, they don't think there is anything else that can compare with the seeds of this world tree.

To put it bluntly, they think that...

The fourth thing is that you can't hold the stage, and you don't think there is anything that can hold the stage!

"This time the host is playing big!"

The pseudo-emperor of Tianzong sighed with emotion. He felt that the owner of the field might have made a mistake in his judgment. He never thought that this seed would come to such a situation, and the auction price was unimaginable.

The fourth thing, can't hold the field!

Rather than being anticlimactic, let it be over!

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ps: Happy Mid-Autumn Festival everyone!