Youth's Cultivation

Lin Kang on the other side is sarcastic and gloating. This fool wants to do it here.

"Come on, help me see how much this sword is worth. It's a holy stone, a top-quality holy instrument and a five element genuine sword. I don't know if it was left by killing the unlucky guy!" Wang Xiaohu said, the five element sword turned into streamer, flew to the auction platform in an instant and inserted it firmly in front of the auctioneer!

At this moment, the scene was quiet!

It doesn't mean that you can refine the top-grade spiritual weapon. You must have top-grade materials, top-grade weapon refiners, and harmony between heaven, earth and people. There can't be any deviation. Otherwise, the top-grade is easy and the top-grade is too difficult. It's estimated that there will be no more than three top-grade spiritual swords among hundreds of Jindan friars on the court!

"I'll go. Isn't this Lin Xuan's five element true meaning sword?"

"Yes, it seems that someone is specially looking for someone to make it for his son Lin Kang. I haven't had time to give it to Lin Kang, tut tut!"

"That's interesting!"

"I don't know the value of this spirit sword!"

"How can you get 1500 souls? Lin Xuan made this spirit sword just for his son to use in xuandu secret place. He got a lot of support from the family. Unexpectedly!"

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"Damn, damn, damn!" Lin Kang was completely crazy. He stood up and roared angrily. This time, the blood flame in his eyes was no disguise!

"Sit down and give up, otherwise it will affect the auction of the next thing. If you can't bear it, you'll make a big plan and quarrel with a dying man!" The old man next to him said that Lin Kang, who was violent, pressed onto his seat.

Lin Kang clenched his fist, his nails inserted into the meat, bleeding, but he didn't know it!

"According to the appraiser of our firm, the price of this five element genuine sword is 1350 Shangling. Do you want to continue bidding?"

"One thousand three hundred and fifty souls, once! Two or three deals! "

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Wang Xiaohu hit the Lin family's face, and it still snapped. Although he lost the five elements genuine sword, it was not too painful. No matter how high the price is, the animal bone is worth it, and he is ready to transform the non industrial sword after he goes back. Although the five elements genuine sword is good, it is not very suitable for him.

There are a lot of good things in the back. Wang Xiaohu made several more moves and bought several miraculous herbs and two refining materials. Lin Kang was not mixed. I don't know whether he learned a lesson or had a plot.

Finally, when the last item appeared, it was said that there were three last items. The first one was a third-order top-grade defense spirit weapon. The final transaction price was only 500 top-grade spirit stones, which was far less valuable than the top-grade spirit weapon of Wang Xiaohu, but how many top-grade spirit weapons could there be!

"Ladies and gentlemen, the second finale item today is definitely a life-saving weapon for everyone sitting here! One Hongtian Zijin thunder is equivalent to the full strike of the friar Yuanying. It is difficult to escape from the explosion within ten miles below Yuanying. Even if the friar Yuanying is hit, he will be injured. The base price of the Hongtian Zijin thunder is 600 Shangling, and the price increase each time shall not be less than 50 Shangling. In addition, a Wanli transmission charm is attached to cooperate with the Hongtian Zijin thunder, so there is no need to worry about his own safety! " The auctioneer's words immediately burst the pot. I went. The service was so considerate that I even thought of how to ensure my safety!

Wang Xiaohu got excited in an instant. I went to the sky. There was a purple gold thunder and a Wanli transmission symbol. It was a perfect match. I had only one Qianli transmission symbol in my hand, but only one. I couldn't give up using it as a last resort. With Wanli transmission symbol, my mother didn't worry about my safety anymore!

"650 Shangling, I want it!"

"Idiot, 650 want this baby, 700 spirit stone!"

"Eight hundred!"

"A thousand!"

"Twelve thousand!"

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