Chapter 1948
"Five million divine stones, I'm going to fix the remnant wings of the candle dragon!"
When Sequoia just started bidding, a strong voice immediately increased the price by 4 million, adding the residual wing of candle dragon to the high price of 5 million.
"Six million!"
However, the strong voice did not scare anyone. It was another voice that covered the strong voice, neither salty nor light.
"Six and a half million!"
"Seven million!"
“……”
The voice of the bidding became more and more hot, but Zhuo Wen didn't make a quotation, but waited silently. He knew that joining the bidding was not helpful at all. He might as well wait for the next point.
When the price exceeds 10 million, the voice of bidding is obviously much less.
"Fifteen million!"
Zhuo Wen instantly added $5 million and immediately subdued many monks in the auction house.
However, it was only a moment to calm down. The previous strong voice said again, "I said that Hao Tianyuan is going to make a decision on the residual wing of the candle dragon. I'll pay 16 million. Is there anyone else who wants to bid?"
As soon as Hao Tianyuan said this, he immediately attracted the cool voice of many friars around him. Obviously, Hao Tianyuan's name is not small, otherwise it would be impossible for so many friars to show such surprise.
"20 million!"
Suddenly, a cold voice suddenly added four million, ignoring Hao Tianyuan's name.
Hao Tianyuan's face stagnated and his eyes became gloomy. He didn't expect that he would release his name. Unexpectedly, there were still people bidding. It was arrogant.
Zhuo Wen frowned. He didn't expect that the price of the remnant wings of the candle dragon would rise so fast. 20 million has exceeded the sum of all the divine stones on him.
But Zhuo Wen didn't want to give up the remnant wing of the candle dragon, because it was like something specially prepared for him to practice the nine Yin of the candle dragon.
Once he can cultivate the nine Yin of the candle dragon by relying on the remnant wings of the candle dragon, he is afraid that no one can match his speed below the virtual sky. Even the virtual sky power may not be much faster than him.
Thinking of this, Zhuo Wen shook the bell in the box, which was used for temporary emergency, mainly to raise the expenses needed for the auction for the friars.
After a while, a beautiful woman entered Zhuo Wen's box.
"I need a lot of sacred stones. How many sacred stones are you going to buy with this bucket of fire spirit juice?"
Zhuo Wen didn't even think about it. He took out a whole bucket of fire spirit juice.
The beautiful woman was almost dull. She didn't expect that Zhuo Wen had so much fire spirit juice.
She knew that the distinguished guests in the box had auctioned out half a barrel of fire spirit juice before.
"Your guest, wait a minute. I need to ask my superior!"
The beautiful woman immediately took out the jade amulet, inquired inside, and said to Zhuo Wen, "Dear guest, our firm is willing to give 30 million divine stones to buy your fire spirit juice."
Zhuo Wen's eyes narrowed. Just now he auctioned half a bucket of fire spirit juice for 20 million. Now he took out a bucket of fire spirit juice. Jiang Hong's firm has a place of 30 million. It's too dark.
However, Zhuo Wen also knew that it was no better than auction, and nodded to agree to the price.
After the transaction, the price of the remnant wing of the candle dragon has broken the 30 million mark, and the bidding people are only Hao Tianyuan and the indifferent voice.
"Thirty million!"
Hao Tianyuan gnashed his teeth, which was close to the limit of his divine stone reserves. He didn't believe that the indifferent voice would bid.
Sure enough, after Hao Tianyuan quoted the price, his indifferent voice stopped making a sound, and Hao Tianyuan also breathed a sigh and showed a smile at the corners of his mouth.
"A million plus is really too small. I'll pay 35 million!"
Hao Tianyuan thought no one would bid. Suddenly, the suddenly silent box friar suddenly asked for a price increase, which made Hao Tianyuan's face freeze.
"You..."
Hao Tianyuan was furious. His divine sense swept furiously to the box where Zhuo Wen was located. Unfortunately, they were blocked outside.
"What am I? If you have a divine stone, just add it." Zhuo Wen sneered.
Hao Tianyuan held back his anger and said, "35.5 million..."
"Forty million!"
Zhuo Wen sneered and immediately added 40 million, and Hao Tian trembled. The total divine stones on him were 40 million. He couldn't take more divine stones to bid with Zhuo Wen.
"Don't let me know who you are!" Hao Tianyuan said coldly looking at Zhuo Wen's box.
"Idiot! No money is still pretending in front of me."
Zhuo Wen is not afraid of Hao Tianyuan's threat at all. This time, he takes the remnant wing of the candle dragon and plans to leave here. Then he uses the lack of life to hide temporarily and prepare to practice the nine babies of the candle dragon.
As for the seventh level divine pill that appeared at the end of the axis, Zhuo Wen did not intend to bid.
Not to mention whether he has enough divine stones, I'm afraid this seven level divine pill alone will cause the bidding of virtual power. He doesn't want to be involved in such disputes.
Although the remnant wings of the candle dragon are precious, they will not enter the eyes of the great power of the virtual sky, but the seven level divine pill is different.
Hao Tianyuan's breath is quite strong, but it is about the two disasters, so he doesn't pay attention to Hao Tianyuan's threat at all.
In the box not far away, Hao Tianyuan slammed his fist on the table. His eyes stared at Zhuo Wen's box coldly, but he didn't continue to retort, but his heart rose to kill.
He decided to kill the friar anyway.
"The thing to be auctioned next is called chiyunxian soil. This is not an ordinary soil. It is said that this soil was cultivated with level-7 magic medicine, which has the smell of level-7 magic medicine. I think it's precious. I don't need to say it!"
Sequoia giggled and continued: "the base price of this property is one million, and the increase is no less than ten thousand!"
Zhuo Wen looked at the palm sized soil and was more and more surprised. He didn't expect that the soil had cultivated seven levels of divine medicine.
And he also happened to think of the withered level-7 magic medicine obtained from the fire cloud region. If he got the red cloud immortal soil, would it be possible to regenerate the level-7 magic medicine by using the immortal soil to cultivate the withered level-7 magic medicine.
Thinking of this, Zhuo Wen's eyes became hot, but the next auction bid deterred Zhuo Wen, because the price of chiyunxian soil soon exceeded the 10 million mark.
"Twenty million sacred stones!"
Suddenly, Hao Tianyun suddenly added 10 million, and there was silence around him.
Although chiyun immortal soil is rare, it is only the size of a palm. 20 million is actually a little expensive, so many monks gave up bidding, and finally chiyun immortal soil was obtained by Hao Tianyun.
Zhuo Wen silently looked at Hao Tianyun, who took away the chiyun immortal soil. His eyes flickered, but he got up and left the box.
Since he can't get chiyunxian soil, he can only give it up. In the future, he can look for and see if he can find a soil similar to chiyunxian soil to cultivate level 6 and level 7 magic drugs.
Zhuo Wen just left the box. The maid in Hao Tianyun's box came in and said to Hao Tianyun, "Lord Hao, the one has left the box."
Hao Tianyun showed his eyes and said coldly, "my things are not so easy to take."
Then Hao Tianyun left the box.
When Hao Tianyun left the box, Sequoia Jiao, who originally presided over the auction, smiled and went back behind the scenes and another woman continued to preside.
"The distinguished guest is really rich enough to take out a bucket of half fire spirit juice. Our Jianghong firm should treat him well!"
In the dark, Sequoia twisted the snake's waist and left the firm. Behind her, she was closely followed by a terrible figure.
In another box not far from Hao Tianyun, a cold looking man in black gently rubbed the hilt of his sword around his waist, and then got up and left the box.
When Zhuo Wen left the firm, three powerful divine senses locked him in an instant.
Zhuo Wen's eyes were frozen, but his heart was full of sneers. He immediately offered a thunder fire sword and swished away outside the Vatican City.
He Zhuo Wen is not so easy to bully. Since he has an eye on Zhuo Wen, he must be prepared to be killed.
Zhuo Wen was not slow, but he was not fast. He soon left the Vatican City.
When he swept to a no man's land, a broken sound came fiercely and stabbed him in the back of his heart.
Zhuo Wen twisted his waist and Lei Huojian made a mistake, which was to avoid the broken empty weapon behind him.
"The reaction was good. I thought it was a powerful real God bidding with Hao Tianyuan, but I didn't expect it was just a mole ant in the later stage of the God."
A cold voice came. Zhuo Wen turned and looked at the middle-aged man in blue behind him. He knew that the man should be Hao Tianyuan.
Hao Tianyuan has a strong breath. He has a strong smell of thunder and fire. This is a sign of passing through thunder and fire. He knows that he is a true God of two disasters.
However, the smell of Hao Tianyuan's Thunderstorm and fire is not strong. It should be said that these two disasters have not passed through several times. It can be said that they are relatively ordinary two disaster true gods.
"Why? It's so divine. You still want to rob me, the younger generation of a mere God?" Zhuo Wen said coldly.
Hao Tianyuan laughed and said, "are you afraid? Unfortunately, even if you kneel down and beg for mercy now, you will still die, because you provoked me hao Tianyuan. From the moment you abused me, you are dead."
"Idiot!" Zhuo Wen said faintly.
Hao Tianyuan's face suddenly solidified. He looked at Zhuo Wen gloomily and said, "what are you talking about? You dare to insult me again. You don't want to live?"
"Idiot, didn't you say I must die? Since I'm all dead, it's better to scold you more idiots, and I think this word is very suitable for you." Zhuo Wen sneered.
"Die!"
Hao Tianyuan was completely angered and offered an axe, which came at Zhuo Wen.
At the same time, the smell of thunder and fire on Hao Tianyuan suddenly became violent, making Hao Tianyuan wrapped in the virtual shadow of thunder and fire.
Zhuo Wen's eyes swept around intentionally or unintentionally. With his powerful divine knowledge, he immediately found that there were still three breath hidden here, but the three breath were hidden in the void and looked at it silently.
Bang!
Zhuo Wen just took the thunder fire sword and blocked it a little. Even if he vomited blood and flew backwards, his face was very white.
"Mole ants are mole ants. It's really not worth mentioning!"
Hao Tianyuan's eyes were full of disdain. He continued to chase Zhuo Wen with an axe. He wanted to kill the friar completely and then take his Lingjie.
But Hao Tianyun didn't see the sarcasm of Zhuo Wen Yu Guangzhong.
When Sequoia just started bidding, a strong voice immediately increased the price by 4 million, adding the residual wing of candle dragon to the high price of 5 million.
"Six million!"
However, the strong voice did not scare anyone. It was another voice that covered the strong voice, neither salty nor light.
"Six and a half million!"
"Seven million!"
“……”
The voice of the bidding became more and more hot, but Zhuo Wen didn't make a quotation, but waited silently. He knew that joining the bidding was not helpful at all. He might as well wait for the next point.
When the price exceeds 10 million, the voice of bidding is obviously much less.
"Fifteen million!"
Zhuo Wen instantly added $5 million and immediately subdued many monks in the auction house.
However, it was only a moment to calm down. The previous strong voice said again, "I said that Hao Tianyuan is going to make a decision on the residual wing of the candle dragon. I'll pay 16 million. Is there anyone else who wants to bid?"
As soon as Hao Tianyuan said this, he immediately attracted the cool voice of many friars around him. Obviously, Hao Tianyuan's name is not small, otherwise it would be impossible for so many friars to show such surprise.
"20 million!"
Suddenly, a cold voice suddenly added four million, ignoring Hao Tianyuan's name.
Hao Tianyuan's face stagnated and his eyes became gloomy. He didn't expect that he would release his name. Unexpectedly, there were still people bidding. It was arrogant.
Zhuo Wen frowned. He didn't expect that the price of the remnant wings of the candle dragon would rise so fast. 20 million has exceeded the sum of all the divine stones on him.
But Zhuo Wen didn't want to give up the remnant wing of the candle dragon, because it was like something specially prepared for him to practice the nine Yin of the candle dragon.
Once he can cultivate the nine Yin of the candle dragon by relying on the remnant wings of the candle dragon, he is afraid that no one can match his speed below the virtual sky. Even the virtual sky power may not be much faster than him.
Thinking of this, Zhuo Wen shook the bell in the box, which was used for temporary emergency, mainly to raise the expenses needed for the auction for the friars.
After a while, a beautiful woman entered Zhuo Wen's box.
"I need a lot of sacred stones. How many sacred stones are you going to buy with this bucket of fire spirit juice?"
Zhuo Wen didn't even think about it. He took out a whole bucket of fire spirit juice.
The beautiful woman was almost dull. She didn't expect that Zhuo Wen had so much fire spirit juice.
She knew that the distinguished guests in the box had auctioned out half a barrel of fire spirit juice before.
"Your guest, wait a minute. I need to ask my superior!"
The beautiful woman immediately took out the jade amulet, inquired inside, and said to Zhuo Wen, "Dear guest, our firm is willing to give 30 million divine stones to buy your fire spirit juice."
Zhuo Wen's eyes narrowed. Just now he auctioned half a bucket of fire spirit juice for 20 million. Now he took out a bucket of fire spirit juice. Jiang Hong's firm has a place of 30 million. It's too dark.
However, Zhuo Wen also knew that it was no better than auction, and nodded to agree to the price.
After the transaction, the price of the remnant wing of the candle dragon has broken the 30 million mark, and the bidding people are only Hao Tianyuan and the indifferent voice.
"Thirty million!"
Hao Tianyuan gnashed his teeth, which was close to the limit of his divine stone reserves. He didn't believe that the indifferent voice would bid.
Sure enough, after Hao Tianyuan quoted the price, his indifferent voice stopped making a sound, and Hao Tianyuan also breathed a sigh and showed a smile at the corners of his mouth.
"A million plus is really too small. I'll pay 35 million!"
Hao Tianyuan thought no one would bid. Suddenly, the suddenly silent box friar suddenly asked for a price increase, which made Hao Tianyuan's face freeze.
"You..."
Hao Tianyuan was furious. His divine sense swept furiously to the box where Zhuo Wen was located. Unfortunately, they were blocked outside.
"What am I? If you have a divine stone, just add it." Zhuo Wen sneered.
Hao Tianyuan held back his anger and said, "35.5 million..."
"Forty million!"
Zhuo Wen sneered and immediately added 40 million, and Hao Tian trembled. The total divine stones on him were 40 million. He couldn't take more divine stones to bid with Zhuo Wen.
"Don't let me know who you are!" Hao Tianyuan said coldly looking at Zhuo Wen's box.
"Idiot! No money is still pretending in front of me."
Zhuo Wen is not afraid of Hao Tianyuan's threat at all. This time, he takes the remnant wing of the candle dragon and plans to leave here. Then he uses the lack of life to hide temporarily and prepare to practice the nine babies of the candle dragon.
As for the seventh level divine pill that appeared at the end of the axis, Zhuo Wen did not intend to bid.
Not to mention whether he has enough divine stones, I'm afraid this seven level divine pill alone will cause the bidding of virtual power. He doesn't want to be involved in such disputes.
Although the remnant wings of the candle dragon are precious, they will not enter the eyes of the great power of the virtual sky, but the seven level divine pill is different.
Hao Tianyuan's breath is quite strong, but it is about the two disasters, so he doesn't pay attention to Hao Tianyuan's threat at all.
In the box not far away, Hao Tianyuan slammed his fist on the table. His eyes stared at Zhuo Wen's box coldly, but he didn't continue to retort, but his heart rose to kill.
He decided to kill the friar anyway.
"The thing to be auctioned next is called chiyunxian soil. This is not an ordinary soil. It is said that this soil was cultivated with level-7 magic medicine, which has the smell of level-7 magic medicine. I think it's precious. I don't need to say it!"
Sequoia giggled and continued: "the base price of this property is one million, and the increase is no less than ten thousand!"
Zhuo Wen looked at the palm sized soil and was more and more surprised. He didn't expect that the soil had cultivated seven levels of divine medicine.
And he also happened to think of the withered level-7 magic medicine obtained from the fire cloud region. If he got the red cloud immortal soil, would it be possible to regenerate the level-7 magic medicine by using the immortal soil to cultivate the withered level-7 magic medicine.
Thinking of this, Zhuo Wen's eyes became hot, but the next auction bid deterred Zhuo Wen, because the price of chiyunxian soil soon exceeded the 10 million mark.
"Twenty million sacred stones!"
Suddenly, Hao Tianyun suddenly added 10 million, and there was silence around him.
Although chiyun immortal soil is rare, it is only the size of a palm. 20 million is actually a little expensive, so many monks gave up bidding, and finally chiyun immortal soil was obtained by Hao Tianyun.
Zhuo Wen silently looked at Hao Tianyun, who took away the chiyun immortal soil. His eyes flickered, but he got up and left the box.
Since he can't get chiyunxian soil, he can only give it up. In the future, he can look for and see if he can find a soil similar to chiyunxian soil to cultivate level 6 and level 7 magic drugs.
Zhuo Wen just left the box. The maid in Hao Tianyun's box came in and said to Hao Tianyun, "Lord Hao, the one has left the box."
Hao Tianyun showed his eyes and said coldly, "my things are not so easy to take."
Then Hao Tianyun left the box.
When Hao Tianyun left the box, Sequoia Jiao, who originally presided over the auction, smiled and went back behind the scenes and another woman continued to preside.
"The distinguished guest is really rich enough to take out a bucket of half fire spirit juice. Our Jianghong firm should treat him well!"
In the dark, Sequoia twisted the snake's waist and left the firm. Behind her, she was closely followed by a terrible figure.
In another box not far from Hao Tianyun, a cold looking man in black gently rubbed the hilt of his sword around his waist, and then got up and left the box.
When Zhuo Wen left the firm, three powerful divine senses locked him in an instant.
Zhuo Wen's eyes were frozen, but his heart was full of sneers. He immediately offered a thunder fire sword and swished away outside the Vatican City.
He Zhuo Wen is not so easy to bully. Since he has an eye on Zhuo Wen, he must be prepared to be killed.
Zhuo Wen was not slow, but he was not fast. He soon left the Vatican City.
When he swept to a no man's land, a broken sound came fiercely and stabbed him in the back of his heart.
Zhuo Wen twisted his waist and Lei Huojian made a mistake, which was to avoid the broken empty weapon behind him.
"The reaction was good. I thought it was a powerful real God bidding with Hao Tianyuan, but I didn't expect it was just a mole ant in the later stage of the God."
A cold voice came. Zhuo Wen turned and looked at the middle-aged man in blue behind him. He knew that the man should be Hao Tianyuan.
Hao Tianyuan has a strong breath. He has a strong smell of thunder and fire. This is a sign of passing through thunder and fire. He knows that he is a true God of two disasters.
However, the smell of Hao Tianyuan's Thunderstorm and fire is not strong. It should be said that these two disasters have not passed through several times. It can be said that they are relatively ordinary two disaster true gods.
"Why? It's so divine. You still want to rob me, the younger generation of a mere God?" Zhuo Wen said coldly.
Hao Tianyuan laughed and said, "are you afraid? Unfortunately, even if you kneel down and beg for mercy now, you will still die, because you provoked me hao Tianyuan. From the moment you abused me, you are dead."
"Idiot!" Zhuo Wen said faintly.
Hao Tianyuan's face suddenly solidified. He looked at Zhuo Wen gloomily and said, "what are you talking about? You dare to insult me again. You don't want to live?"
"Idiot, didn't you say I must die? Since I'm all dead, it's better to scold you more idiots, and I think this word is very suitable for you." Zhuo Wen sneered.
"Die!"
Hao Tianyuan was completely angered and offered an axe, which came at Zhuo Wen.
At the same time, the smell of thunder and fire on Hao Tianyuan suddenly became violent, making Hao Tianyuan wrapped in the virtual shadow of thunder and fire.
Zhuo Wen's eyes swept around intentionally or unintentionally. With his powerful divine knowledge, he immediately found that there were still three breath hidden here, but the three breath were hidden in the void and looked at it silently.
Bang!
Zhuo Wen just took the thunder fire sword and blocked it a little. Even if he vomited blood and flew backwards, his face was very white.
"Mole ants are mole ants. It's really not worth mentioning!"
Hao Tianyuan's eyes were full of disdain. He continued to chase Zhuo Wen with an axe. He wanted to kill the friar completely and then take his Lingjie.
But Hao Tianyun didn't see the sarcasm of Zhuo Wen Yu Guangzhong.
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