Peerless God Lord

Su Mo's eyes were fixed on the crystal in the old man's hand, unwilling to leave for a moment.

He never expected that there would be an auction of prefecture-level martial arts souls in this auction!

Su Mo felt that his heart was beating twice as fast as before.

Su Mo was very excited, a hundred times more excited than when he received thousands of spiritual stones as a reward yesterday.

The second-level earth-level martial soul inside this advanced soul-sealing crystal was his hope of devouring the martial soul and advancing to the earth-level.

As long as his martial spirit is promoted to the earth level, his talent will reach a higher level, and he will be able to defeat Duan Jingtian in a short time!

As long as his martial spirit is promoted to the Earth level, his strength will increase rapidly, and he can go to Central Continent to find Xi'er within four years!

As long as his martial spirit is promoted to the earth level, anything is possible!

After a while, Su Mo tried his best to suppress his restless heart.

Wait for the old man to quote the lowest price.

After a period of excitement in the auction house, it quickly became quiet.

It was eerily quiet and silent.

Everyone was staring at the soul-sealing crystal in the old man's hand with fiery eyes, and their hearts were extremely restless.

Su Mo, Yan Ba, and Xiang Bo were all determined to get this thing.

The old man looked around and saw everyone's expressions. He smiled broadly and said slowly: "The base price of this treasure is one thousand yuan of low-grade spiritual stones. Each increase in price must not be less than five hundred yuan of low-grade spiritual stones!"

After the old man quoted the lowest price, the scene remained quiet.

Su Mo was not in a hurry to bid.

He had to keep his composure, otherwise if he attacked fiercely as soon as he came up, it would be easy to raise the price of this soul-sealing crystal to a horrifying level.

After about a dozen breaths, someone finally couldn't help but bid.

"I'll give you 1,500 low-grade spiritual stones!"

As soon as this person finished speaking, crazy bidding suddenly broke out.

"Two thousand low-grade spiritual stones!"

"Two thousand five hundred low-grade spiritual stones!"

"Three thousand five hundred low-grade spiritual stones!"

Prices are climbing crazily, getting higher and higher.

Many people spent all their money to grab this treasure.

Su Mo hadn't made a bid yet, but he frowned. His total wealth was only more than 6,000 low-grade spiritual stones.

At present, it seems that there is simply not enough to bid for this treasure.

Turning to look at Luo Qianfan and Luo Huan, Su Mo said, "Do you two also want to bid for this thing?"

Luo Qianfan and Luo Huan did not bid, and Su Mo was not sure whether they wanted to bid.

Hearing this, Luo Qianfan looked Su Mo up and down and said with a smile, "Su Mo, are you interested in this thing? I remember that you seem to have understood the meaning of the sword, right?"

Su Mo revealed his sword intention in the outer sect competition. Although many disciples didn't know it was sword intention, Luo Qianfan knew it very well.

"This thing is very important to me! If possible, I hope you two can help me once!"

Su Mo nodded and said.

Luo Qianfan's eyes flashed and he said: "Of course, I am willing to help you win this thing!"

After saying that, Luo Qianfan smiled and said half-jokingly: "But then you will owe me a favor! If I ask for anything in the future, you can't shirk it!"

Su Mo didn't think much about it, so he nodded and said, "As long as it doesn't violate my principles as a human being and it's within my ability, I won't shirk it!"

"good!"

The smile on Luo Qianfan's face became brighter and she said, "Su Mo, I believe you!"

Luo Qianfan obviously cared more about the earth-level martial spirit than Su Mo's promise.

Although this earth-level martial spirit is very precious, there is hope for the spiritual sword spirit in the future.

But that's the future! There is only hope! And this hope is really slim!

After saying that, Luo Qianfan took out a storage bag from his pocket, handed it to Su Mo, and said, "Here are fifteen thousand low-grade spiritual stones, which is enough for you to win this auction!"

Su Mo raised his eyebrows. Luo Qianfan was really rich!

However, Su Mo felt relieved when he thought about the other person's family background.

After receiving 15,000 low-grade spiritual stones from Luo Qianfan, Su Mo was convinced that he had more than 20,000 spiritual stones.

At this time, there were not many people outside bidding.

Because the bidding price at this time has reached the terrifying price of six thousand yuan of low-grade spiritual stones.

"Eight thousand low-grade spiritual stones!" Su Mo shouted, and he added a full two thousand low-grade spiritual stones at once.

As Su Mo shouted, the entire auction house suddenly fell silent.

Immediately, there was an uproar.

"Fuck, who is this?"

"Nima, this is too fierce!"

"Rich people are willful!"

Su Mo's price increase directly eliminated many people.

Although there are many people in the entire auction house, there are not many people who are truly wealthy.

In the private room where Xiang Bo was, Xiang Bo looked ferocious. He didn't have many spiritual stones, so he borrowed a lot of spiritual stones from Hong Tengyun and Tong Yu to reach eight thousand low-grade spiritual stones.

Su Mo's bid eliminated him directly.

"Su Mo, right? Just wait for me!"

Xiang Bo gritted his teeth and squeezed out a sentence.

Xiang Bo didn't get the "Moon-breaking Sword Technique", and now he didn't get this earth-level martial spirit either. One can imagine the anger in his heart.

He was not Yan Ba's opponent and did not dare to cause trouble for him, so he took out all his grievances on Su Mo.

In the box where Yan Qi was, Yan Ba ​​also had a gloomy expression. He spent a lot of his spiritual stones while bidding for the "Duan Yue Knife Technique", and now he was stretched too thin!

"Junior Brother Wei, how many spirit stones do you have in your hand? Lend them all to me!"

Yan Ba ​​looked at the young man in gray opposite and said.

"Senior Brother Yan, we are all disciples of the Tianmeng, so naturally we have to help each other!"

The gray-clothed young man smiled, then waved his arm, and a large pile of spiritual stones appeared in the room.

"Senior Brother Yan, here are more than three thousand low-grade spiritual stones. I only have so much!"

The young man in gray said.

"Um!"

Yan Ba ​​nodded, quickly put away the spirit stones, and bid again: "Nine thousand low-grade spirit stones!"

"Twelve thousand low-grade spiritual stones!"

As soon as Yan Ba ​​finished speaking, Su Mo raised the price sharply again. Now that he had money, he was too lazy to grind it out and would use absolute prices to defeat any competitor.

hiss!

Everyone outside took a breath, raising the price of low-grade spiritual stones by three thousand yuan at a time, this is simply a nouveau riche!

Ling Muchen and Fei Kuang were stunned.

The two of them don't have many spiritual stones, so they only bought two items in the previous auction. In this final competition, the two of them are not qualified to participate at all.

puff!

In the private room, Yan Ba ​​finished paying the price and was about to take a sip of tea. Su Mo's bid made him spit out a mouthful of strong tea.

"This Su Mo is really looking for death!"

Yan Ba's eyes flashed with cold murderous intent. He had just borrowed more than 3,000 low-grade spiritual stones, but he only made one bid, and then he was no longer able to bid!

"Brother, do you have any spiritual stones on you?"

Yan Ba ​​looked at his younger brother Yan Qi.

Yan Qi showed a wry smile and said, "Brother, I only have fifty spiritual stones on me!"

Yan Ba ​​sighed secretly, Yan Qi's cultivation level was too low, and he didn't expect Yan Qi to have many spiritual stones.

Yan Ba's face was as gloomy as water, with a decadent expression.

Without the spirit stone, he would have no choice but to give up the bidding even if he was not willing to do so!

"Brother, actually there is no need for us to compete with Su Mo!"

Yan Qi suddenly spoke and said with a strange smile.

"Huh? What do you mean?"

Yan Ba ​​was confused and didn't understand what Yan Qi meant.

"Let Su Mo take away this earth-level martial spirit!"

Yan Qi raised the corner of his mouth, smiled sinisterly, and said: "As long as we kill him later, the things on him will be ours!"

"Hahaha!"

Yan Ba ​​was startled, then laughed and said: "Brother, thanks to your reminder, my elder brother was so anxious that he didn't think of such a simple truth!"

Yan Ba ​​was overjoyed and said with a smile: "Then let Su Mo take it! What's his is mine anyway!"

Yan Ba ​​looked relaxed, as if he had completely convinced Su Mo. ***3***6***9***

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