Chaos Heavenly Emperor Art

Chapter 2597 Take it! (3 more)
It has to be said that the decision-making of the auction house was very wise, and the auctioneer's voice fell, and the entire venue almost exploded.

There were constant bids, and the price soared rapidly. It was almost ten breathless, and the price had directly soared to 30!

And this is just the beginning.

"100 million!"

A man in black in the corner began to exert his strength.

This is undoubtedly a surge, but those who are optimistic about this are obviously not ready to give up.

The price of this rubbing spar can be far above 100 million.

"This looks like a good thing!"

Shentu Xuance narrowed his eyes, couldn't help rubbing his hands excitedly, and raised the sign in his hand, "120 million!"

"Hmph, 150!"

Ye Wuxin snorted coldly and joined the bidding.

He might not want to take a picture of this thing too much, but he must respond to Shentu Xuance.

Another frantic bid followed.

Everyone knew very well that the next auction would definitely be very exciting.

Because, among those alchemy masters, which one is not a ruthless character with a lot of money.

Sure enough, the next moment, an old voice sounded, "500 million!"

Many people recognized the voice, which immediately caused a commotion.

"Old Liang has made a move!"

"It's no wonder Mr. Liang hasn't left Tianhuo City (the main city of the Fire Witch Clan, similar to Mingguang City) for hundreds of years, but he appeared in this small Beiliang City today. It seems that he has already received the wind."

"Elder Liang is one of the best alchemy masters in Tianhuo City. It is said that he is inherited from the lineage of the great master Jiuyang. Today he must want to bring back the method of Qianyang Jiulian."

"He must be determined to win!"

At this moment, another voice sounded, "1000 million!"

The person who made the offer was none other than Ling Feng.

Anyway, he just won [-] million from Ye Wuxin, a wronged man, so he didn't feel bad at all.

"I rely on!"

There was another commotion on the field, and he directly doubled the price of the other party. This guy is too rich and powerful!

"Ten thousand and one million!" At this time, a cynical young man in purple said with his legs crossed, calmly.

"500 million! This thing, I want to order!" The man in black made another bid, and there was a strong threat in his voice.

"2000 million!"

The young man in purple didn't care, and even increased the price even more.

"It's that guy!"

Suddenly, Ye Wuxin's eyelids twitched slightly, "I remember this person, he seems to be a guy from the Thunder Clan, the Nine Heavens Profound Lightning Body that the Thunder Clan has never met in a thousand years, and now he is the chief of the Divine Thunder Palace, and he is even more powerful than Zhang Haoran. The character, it is said that he will be promoted to a temple disciple soon!"

Ling Feng raised his hand and touched the bridge of his nose. After listening silently, he continued to raise the price calmly, "[-] million!"

No matter what the Chief of the Temple of Thunder, or the warning from the mysterious man in black, he didn't pay attention to it.

He is determined to get this rubbing spar of Qianyang Jiulian.

"I wipe!"

The whole audience fell into a brief dead silence. This guy really doesn't take money as money!
"Brother Ling, are you pushing too hard?"

Shentu Xuance swallowed his saliva, and reminded in a low voice: "It's easy to suffer like this!"

"It's okay."

Ling Feng shrugged and glanced at Ye Wuxin, "Didn't Brother Ye lose [-] million to me before?"

"Uh……"

Ye Wuxin felt a pain in his chest, and thought of his [-] million. In order to get the [-] million to redeem his Naling Ring, he was beaten up by Ye Keren, not to mention, even his father almost abandoned him.

Now the money is being squandered by Ling Feng like this!
Well, it's Ling Feng's money now, so he can spend it as he likes!
And when Ling Feng called out the price, the rest of the people were stunned.

Elder Liang from the Fire Witch Clan hesitated for a moment, then quoted another price in a deep voice, "1000 million to [-] million!"

"Damn it, 2000 million!"

The black-robed man sitting in the corner gritted his teeth with hatred, and quoted a price again.

This rubbing spar may be very precious, but the inheritance of the Nine Suns Great Master is basically just a gimmick.

Spending so many crystals is actually just buying back an alchemy technique.

[-] million is already a loss-making business.

You know, with so many crystals, you can buy eighth-level witchcraft.

"One hundred and ten million."

The man in purple was still calm and continued to increase the price.

"Two hundred million!"

Anyway, it was Yuan Jing who came for nothing, so Ling Feng naturally wouldn't feel bad.

The bidding continued for a while, and the old Liang of the fire witch family gave up first, followed by the man in black, and finally, the young man in purple finally gave up.

Ling Feng finally bought this rubbing spar at a price of [-] million high-grade crystals.

[-] million, no matter how you look at it, it has already gone to grandma's house, but Ling Feng doesn't care.

This is the persistence of being an alchemist. Anyway, money can't buy you happiness.

"[-] million times!"

"[-] million times!"

"Five hundred million times!"

The auctioneer slammed the small hammer hard and said excitedly: "Then this Rubbing spar will be successfully auctioned by bidder No.60!"

When the auctioneer finished saying these words, suddenly, an extremely gloomy aura invaded and enveloped Ling Feng's whole body, as if to freeze him.

Ling Feng's breath trembled, and he blocked the cold breath out.

This icy breath disappeared in a flash, Ling Feng squinted his eyes, and understood in his heart that this was a warning from the man in black.

Ling Feng shrugged, not paying attention to this warning.

If he dares to play tricks, he doesn't mind making an extra windfall.

After paying the corresponding high-grade Yuanjing, Ling Feng got this Rubbing spar, which is obviously not suitable for accepting Rubbing spar, so Ling Feng put the spar away.

Judging from the successive threats from the black-robed man, this Rubbing spar might not be simple.

Perhaps, there are some unknown secrets.

The [-] million is probably not a loss.

After the auction ended, the auction house released another big news.

"Ten days later, our Beiliang City Auction House will have a piece of Wu Lingbi, which will be auctioned as the final treasure. At that time, everyone is welcome to come!"

(End of this chapter)