At this moment, the wealthy practitioners among the practitioners raised their signs one after another. The bottom line for each price increase was one hundred thousand spirit stones. As Xiaonan said, the time for half a stick of incense has not yet come, and the price has already reached
It was raised to more than 5 million, and was finally bought for 7.3 million spiritual stones.
Watching the practitioners below bargaining with each other, Xuan Xuan always maintained a charming smile and charming figure. To her, the people below were like fish on the chopping board, slaughtering them at will until the final price was settled.
, she dropped the hammer in her hand with unfinished thoughts.
Yuan Futu stared at this scene dumbfounded, wondering how he would have the dignity to stand here without a net worth of hundreds of millions.
The number of spiritual stones sounds a bit scary, but it is always based on the first-level spiritual stone. If you switch to high-level spiritual stones, there are actually not that many.
Afterwards, Xiaonan and Yuan Futu remained silent. Pills were not attractive to them, especially since Yuan Futu was a man who had seen the world.
The gang leader Yan Li snatched the seventh-grade elixirs from him, but he was naturally not interested in these fifth- and sixth-grade elixirs, not to mention the perverted prices that he simply could not match.
When the elixir section was over, Xuan Xuan walked off the stage to rest for a while, then returned to the auction stage. At this time, the central pillar slowly rose again, but inside the glass cover was not an elixir, but a mouthful of elixir.
Flying sword.
Xiaonan sneered and said, "It's actually a sword-shaped spiritual treasure. Although it's a god-level one, its quality is a little worse, and it doesn't have any additional attributes. It's obviously not made by a famous master, and Kai Feng's formation is also
Not quite perfect.”
Xiaonan was a well-known figure in the imperial court circles in terms of the art of casting spiritual treasures. Just by looking at him, he revealed all the shortcomings.
Yuan Futu naturally admired this very much and said, "Have you ever sold any of your spiritual treasures here?"
"The spiritual treasures I replace here are all innate level, and the spiritual treasures auctioned must be at least at the god level to qualify. No one is interested in the innate ones, so I have never auctioned my items here."
"I see."
"This sword-shaped spiritual treasure is from the hands of the Kunlun Sect swordsmith. It is a god-level spiritual treasure. It contains the 'immortal-killing magic circle'. It is extremely powerful and of high quality. The auction price is three million spiritual stones."
Yuan Futu looked at Xuan Xuan's charming smile and secretly said in surprise: "This woman is really a talented businesswoman. She has hidden all the shortcomings in her words and is vague. I don't know what these ignorant people can do."
What a price.”
No matter how bad this flying sword is, it has reached the level of a god-level spiritual treasure, so the auction price will naturally not be low, not to mention that the flying sword is still very popular among all spiritual treasures, and was finally sold for a full 10 million.
.
"These ignorant people." Xiao Nan sneered twice.
But at this moment, the central pillar slowly rose again, but this time what was placed on it was a piece of dark gold armor.
"The cassock!" Xiaonan's eyes suddenly became hot, and it was the first time that Yuan Futu saw the cassock.
Xuan Xuan smiled and said: "The origin of this robe is unknown, and Xuan Xuan doesn't know which master it was from. It was brought back by a practitioner from Shiwan Mountain."
The Hundred Thousand Mountains is a treasure-gathering place. Countless cultivators wanted to enter the turbid world to snatch the treasures from the fairy world, but they all died inside and the treasures they carried were scattered all over the place. They were eventually brought back by the survivors.
"The robe is intact and not damaged at all. It is a god-level spiritual treasure. It has been identified as the 'True Dragon Divine Armor'. It is cast from the scales of the true dragon, known as the king of spiritual beasts."
Just as Xuan Xuan was talking slowly, an old man suddenly stood up from the crowd and said: "How is it possible? If it is forged from real dragon scales, how could its grade be god-level? In my opinion, this robe
They are nothing more than god-level inferiors."
Xuan Xuan looked at the old man with a sneer at the corner of her mouth, turned her cassock around, and was shocked to find a reverse scale in the center of her chest.
"That's right. The rest of the materials in this robe are not real dragon scales, but the reverse scale in the center is indeed. Xuan Xuan dares to guarantee it with the signature of the God-Condensing Treasure."
As soon as he finished speaking, the crowd suddenly let out exclamations of surprise.
"Among the spiritual treasure materials, the true dragon scales are almost on the same level as the Emperor's Star Sand and Pluto Stone. It's a pity that it's just one piece. If it were all made of true dragon scales, it would definitely be a super spiritual treasure that is almost at the heaven level.
"Xiao Nan said with emotion.
Yuan Futu hurriedly said: "Then what are you waiting for? Hurry up and take a photo. There is no such shop after this village!"
Xiaonan glared at him, "My original budget was just to buy you an innate spiritual treasure-level robe. This is a god-level one. How can I have more than ten million?"
When Yuan Futu heard this, he was immediately petrified on the spot. His eyes were still staring at the dark golden robe, and he felt that the waves of spiritual treasures coming from the hair inside seemed to be calling him.
Xuan Xuan continued: "This piece of true dragon scale armor has the defensive attribute of 'reverse scale', which can open a dragon energy defense in times of crisis. In this way, even if you encounter a fierce spiritual beast in the Hundred Thousand Mountains,
He was able to escape unscathed. Just imagine that the master is dead, but the robe is intact, and you know how wonderful it is."
As soon as he finished speaking, more than a dozen practitioners had already raised their signs, and they all wanted to take this True Dragon Divine Armor as their own.
Yuan Futu sat on the steps a little discouraged, not knowing what to do. Xiaonan looked at his disappointed look and felt very uncomfortable. He gritted his teeth and said, "I'll give it all.
There are still some spiritual stones, let’s try them.”
As soon as he finished speaking, the sign in his hand was already raised.
The starting auction price of five million was instantly raised to eight million. Xiao Nan exchanged two spiritual treasures for more than six million. He was a regular customer of Jushen Tongbao, so he should pay back the price in his name.
He had some spirit stones, but looking at his pale face now, it was obvious that he was reaching his limit.
When it reached 8 million, the number of people holding placards had decreased a lot, but Yuan Futu noticed that in the southwest corner, a short young man wearing black lotus clothes was constantly holding up placards, almost without any hesitation, as if he had already identified this.
The cassock was already his.
"Eight and a half million!" Xiaonan shouted, holding up the sign.
"Ten million!" Suddenly, a childish voice came from the short man's mouth. His head was covered by a lotus hat, and his face could not be seen clearly.
The span of two million immediately caused an uproar among the crowd.
Xiao Nan also breathed a sigh of relief, sat back on the steps, smiled bitterly, and said: "There is really nothing we can do this time."