Nine Gods

Chapter 519 Ten thousand years of stalactites (20 more)
"1000 low-level spirit stones."

Lin Chen said with a smile, with a hint of a smile on his face.

After he finished shouting, all the monks looked at him.

Jueyun and the monks of Wanmo Cult were also shocked.

The competition between the two.

The other monks were not hindered by the identities and strengths of the two of them, but because of the lack of spirit stones.

Otherwise, he would have joined the competition long ago.

Unexpectedly, a monk in the late stage of foundation establishment would suddenly add 110 million.

Obviously did not see the two of them in the eyes.

"[-] million low-level spirit stones."

The demon cultivator took a hard look at Lin Chen, and finally added [-] low-level spirit stones.

"20 million low-level spirit stones."

A strange smile appeared on Jue Yun's face.

"2000 low-level spirit stones."

Lin Chen said with a smile, his expression very flat.

It seems that 2000 million spirit stones are [-].

"2000 million!"

"2000 million low-level spirit stones, my God."

Except for Jueyun and the monks of Wanmojiao.

Everyone exclaimed, even the middle-aged man looked at Lin Chen in surprise.

It was as if he wanted to see through Lin Chen.

"Junior, can you get 2000 million?"

"Are you deliberately competing with me?"

The cultivator of Wanmo Cult slowly stood up.

His eyes were fixed on Lin Chen, and the momentum on his body pressed towards Lin Chen fiercely.

"roll."

Lin Chen also stood up casually.

As soon as the consciousness moved, a powerful consciousness pierced through it with the God killing technique.

Then sat down again.

"Humph."

The monk of Wanmo Cult looked at Lin Chen in horror.

A trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

If it wasn't for his profound cultivation just now.

The sea of ​​consciousness had long been wiped out by Lin Chen's god killing technique.

Lin Chen also pushed his spiritual consciousness up with all his strength.

Under the surprise attack, this late-stage cultivator of the Ten Thousand Demons Cult was indeed wounded.

"Ah~"

"A monk in the Nascent Soul Realm."

Some monks shouted in horror.

The monks of the Wanmo Cult are already the late Jindan monks.

And it is also very powerful in the late stage of Golden Core.

Unexpectedly, he was hit and seriously injured by a monk in the late stage of foundation establishment.

Everyone thought that Lin Chen was a Nascent Soul cultivator.

Only monks in the Nascent Soul Realm have this ability.

Who knew that Lin Chen was also taking a risky blow.

It was the middle-aged man who responded in a timely manner, as the golden core mid-term who presided over the auction.

Although these things are beyond his imagination.

But it has to be stopped, the three of them are not something he can afford.

"2000 million low-level spirit stones for the first time."

"2000 million low-level spirit stones for the second time."

"For the third time with 2000 million low-level spirit stones, this forbidden talisman belongs to this former... fellow daoist. Congratulations, fellow daoist."

The middle-aged man also thought that Lin Chen was a monk in the Nascent Soul Realm.

But he didn't really know his identity, so he quickly changed his mind, firstly, not to embarrass himself, and secondly, if Lin Chen deliberately concealed his identity, if he was the first to call him out, he would definitely make the other party unhappy.

"Senior, this is the forbidden talisman you took, please check it."

The female cultivator in the Qi Gathering Realm brought the jade box to Lin Chen respectfully, and said with her head down.

"Well, yes, please count the Lingshi."

"Hmph, I'll find you later."

Lin Chen handed the spirit stone to the nun.

Then he turned to look at the monk of the Wanmo Cult, snorted softly, and said calmly.

Some monks saw Lin Chen talking to the monks of the Wanmo Cult like this.

I was shocked, obviously dissatisfied with the monks of the Wanmo Cult.

The heart of the cultivator of the Ten Thousand Demons Sect sank.

Secretly admitting that it was bad luck, and thinking about how to leave quickly, Lin Chen is not easy to provoke.

Jueyun gave Lin Chen a strange look, with a slight smile on his face.

Lin Chen also felt Jue Yun's expression.

"The third item to be auctioned is a fine fire magic weapon."

"The low-level is 100 million, and the price will increase by [-] spirit stones each time."

The middle-aged man was so startled by Lin Chen, he was not in the mood anymore.

I just want to quickly end this auction.

However, he was very excited when he thought of the 20 low-level spirit stones that would be commissioned all of a sudden.

"One million and fifty thousand low-level spirit stones."

A middle-stage fire-type alchemy cultivator said loudly.

"110 low-level spirit stones."

The price keeps rising, and it has reached 200 million low-level spirit stones in less than a moment.

In the end, it was photographed by a late Jindan monk for 230 million yuan.

Time flies by.

Several items auctioned on the way are also magic weapons and refining materials.

But Lin Chen doesn't need this thing, or he has a lot of materials.

last auctioned.

It is also this auction that suppressed the axis item, the Wannian stalactite.

Half a bottle of ten-thousand-year stalactite, the crystal jade bottle was stuck with layers of restraints and sealing charms.

"The last item in this auction."

"I believe everyone will know, half a bottle of Wannian stalactite."

"Everyone knows the efficacy of the Wannian stalactite, so I won't repeat it here.

"There is no low price, and the one with the highest price wins."

"But it is enough to restore one-third of the true essence and mana in an instant, and it can be used thirty times."

The middle-aged man glanced at the monks below and said calmly.

The price is so high that no one dares to compete.

Anyone who knows the use will compete, and low prices are useless at all.

"500 low-level spirit stones."

A late Jindan monk said loudly.

He shouted the price at 500 million.

Directly filter out the monks in the Foundation Establishment Realm.

"1000 low-level spirit stones."

Jue Yun finally revealed a look of joy on his face.

This ten-thousand-year stalactite can instantly restore one-third of the true energy mana, and he can't hold it still.

"2000 low-level spirit stones."

Lin Chen also didn't want to talk to them.

Another 2000 million spirit stones, directly doubled.

"Another 2000 million low-level spirit stones."

another exclamation
The first 2000 million spirit stones have already beaten these monks to pieces.

Now there is another 2000 million low-level spirit stone.

I don't even know how many spirit stones Lin Chen can take out.

"Twenty-five million low-level spirit stones."

Jueyun's face turned green, he twitched hard, and finally pondered for a while.

"3000 low-level spirit stones."

Lin Chen said lightly.

He also knew that this Jueyun had reached its limit, how many people could take out 3000 million yuan.

Jueyun completely collapsed, and the expression on his face changed endlessly.

There are not no monks who were forced to death by spirit stones. Seeing this genius treasure appear in front of them, they were pushed to the top by 2000 million spirit stones.

For 100 million, we have to think of other ways.

Relying on Gui Yunzong's face, I believe he can raise 100 million.

But the opponent immediately added 3000 million low-level spirit stones.

Nothing but despair.

Nothing could describe his current mood better than despair.

He leaned weakly on the chair.

"3000 million low-level spirit stones for the first time."

"3000 million low-level spirit stones for the second time."

"Third time with 3000 million low-level spirit stones, congratulations to Fellow Daoist for obtaining the Wannian stalactite."

The middle-aged monk has become numb.

After a few items, Lin Chen had produced 200 million low-level spirit stones.

(End of this chapter)