Chapter seven hundred and thirty second fierce competition
"1.2 million!"
Fang Han gritted his teeth and shouted that he could not give up this fragment of the World Tree, so he could only bid after him.
"One million and three hundred thousand!"
It's a pity that as soon as his price came out, someone "subverted" it, and he was still a "newcomer" in bidding.
This man has enchanting purple hair, wears a wide crimson robe, and holds a milky white scepter in his hand. It seems that the material is made of ivory, but it also looks like human bones.
Fang Han felt that this person was unusually evil, so he turned around and asked Lu Mei, but unfortunately the other person didn't know the former's identity, and only said that the person was a casual cultivator.
"1500000"
Fang Han called out the price again.
"What kind of sacred tree is this? Why are there so many people bidding on it?"
The monks participating in the auction in the hall saw so many people in the VIP room, bidding wildly, and they had already bid 1.5 million.
Such a crazy bidding made them think a lot.
"Is this really, as the auctioneer said just now, a fragment of an ancient Taoist artifact?"
"Tch! Can you believe what this auctioneer says?"
Someone questioned, but the person next to him laughed and objected.
"Hmph! If it weren't for the ancient Taoist artifact fragments, do you think those people in the VIP room would be so keen on competing? Do you really think they have too much money and no place to use it?"
"I see, these guys are close to each other. Otherwise, the big guys in the VIP room wouldn't be competing so fiercely."
"It's a pity that we don't have that much wealth. We can easily buy millions of Baiyang Pills. This is enough for us to buy a fine treasure."
"Those who have so many Baiyang Pills, that is, those masters with five levels of supernatural power or above, who can refine spiritual weapons or even treasures, can earn a lot of Baiyang Pills."
"When will I be able to cultivate to the realm of supernatural powers?"
Some people in the hall sighed.
However, they could only sigh on the side. With the asking price of millions, some people may have this worth, but no one dares to compete with those in the VIP room.
After all, they are all self-aware, and their wealth is much lower than that of the big guys in the VIP room.
Even if you want to compete, you can't compete at all. Instead, you still make those people unhappy. No one is willing to do this kind of thing that harms others and does not benefit yourself.
Anyone who can cultivate to the realm of supernatural powers does not lack brains.
So everyone was watching. Some people were even watching the show, and were even betting on who would end up with the piece of sacred wood.
"One million seven hundred thousand!" The strange man holding a milky white scepter called out the price again.
Seeing that this man was still bidding, Fang Han wished he could use a bronze pagoda to shock him to death right now.
As if sensing Fang Han's thoughts, the 'Yan' hiding in the underworld picture suddenly spoke in Fang Han's mind, "Fang Han, that man holding the scepter is a great demon."
"What, Great Heavenly Demon, Yan! Are you sure!"
Fang Han was also shocked by Yan's words. He didn't expect that this strange man was actually a demon.
"No wonder, this man makes me feel very evil. He turns out to be a demon."
Fang Han's eyes showed a hint of murderous intent.
"Hehe! It seems that you want to kill him, but I have to remind you that the great demon is very powerful. I am afraid that the existence of the demon who has mastered the golden elixir may be even stronger.
indefinite"
Yan chuckled in Fang Han's mind.
"Hmph! So what if I have mastered the Heavenly Demon Golden Elixir? My current strength is not that I can't kill a monk in the Golden Elixir realm. I really want to kill him this time. It's great that there is no one left in my bronze pagoda.
, if you take him in, you might be able to refine a big blood elixir."
Fang Han sneered in his heart.
He seemed to have decided to kill that guy.
"Hehe! It seems that you are really angry, Fang Han. Could it be that he is competing with you because of the other party? Don't worry!"
"It is just a great demon, not a demon god. It is impossible to recognize the fragments of the World Tree. Even the two demon gods Jiuyang and Jiuyin probably do not recognize the fragments of the World Tree. Unless it is those extremely ancient ancient demons."
"However, these ancient demons are almost all top-notch experts in the Secret Realm of Immortality. They almost never come out. They all stay in their lairs to practice. And every time they come to the Xuanhuang World, they probably cause a big sensation."
"So you don't need to worry. Someone will recognize this fragment of the World Tree. The reason why those people are bidding is probably because they regard it as a fragment of an ancient Taoist artifact, or they are practicing wood-attribute skills and need the sacred tree.
"Wood Spirit Essence"
"As long as you insist on bidding, I'm afraid they will eventually give up."
Yan has lived a long time and has relatively deep knowledge, so he doesn't have Fang Han's worries.
"One million and eight hundred thousand!"
Just when Fang Han and Yan were thinking about each other, someone else bid in the VIP room. It was the woman in red from the Exquisite Blessed Land.
Fang Han glanced at the other party's room, not knowing whether the other party felt it. Then Fang Han clenched his hands tightly, and a ferocious look appeared on his face.
"Two million!"
At this moment, Fang Han seemed to have reached his limit. The Baiyang Pills in his body were only around 2.5 million.
As soon as the two million came out, many people in the VIP room looked at Fang Han's room several times. They were obviously very curious, especially when they saw Fang Han's determined look on his face, as if he was interested in this sacred tree.
Determined to achieve something.
Suddenly some people shook their heads, such as the old man from the Sun and Moon Sword Sect, and the wealthy young man in purple clothes. They all seemed to have given up.
For an unknown piece of sacred tree, two million was already beyond their budget. Even a rich young man would no longer be a rich man, because he felt that if the price went up, he would no longer be a rich man, but a local tycoon.
His previous bid was just to take a photo of this piece of sacred wood and take it back for study, but now it has reached two million.
Spending two million to research something that you don't know will give a rich young man a toothache. Even if his father finds out, he will probably be whipped again.
Thinking of this, the rich young man quickly gave up.
"Two million and two million"
Of course, there were some who continued to bid, but not as good as the middle-aged man wearing a star crown, who added a few more points. It seemed that he was determined to win just like Fang Han.
"Two and a half million!"
But there was someone more ruthless than him, the woman in red from Linglong Blessed Land calmly called out a price. Judging from her expression, she didn't care at all. She seemed to be another rich man, but this one was a real rich man.
"damn it!"
Two and a half million has reached the limit for Fang Han. His face was gloomy, but there was no way he would give up this fragment of the World Tree.