"The starting price for this soul-shaking bead is fifteen thousand yuan stones, and each bidding price is at least two hundred yuan stones!" Qin Tong said loudly.

The starting price for each bid is two hundred yuan stones, which basically means adding a four-star treasure to every opening. There are super-powerful elders like the Twelve Sects, and most trance masters only have one natal treasure.

It is a four-star level.

Just by opening your mouth, you can make a god go bankrupt or make another god become rich. What an exciting scene is this?

"Sixteen thousand yuan stones!"

Just as Qin Tong's voice fell, there was a long voice. Han Hui's spiritual consciousness looked into the past and saw a noble prince in a brocade robe playing with an ancient jade in his hands, his eyes shining with amusement.

A one-time price increase of one thousand yuan!

Who is this person? The Middle-earth Empire? Or someone from the Desert Empire?

Twelve super sects have closed their doors and fled, who else has the strength to start bidding like this?

"Sixteen thousand two hundred yuan stones!" In another box, an old Taoist holding a whisk said.

"Sixteen thousand four hundred!"

"Seventeen thousand yuan stones!"

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"Nineteen thousand yuan stones!"

The noble prince in a brocade robe turned his hand, and the jade stone rolled up and down in his hand, and he shouted a shocking number.

After a while, no one spoke again.

Changsun Wan'er suddenly turned around and said to Changsun Long: "It seems to be King Qi!"

King Qi is the son of His Majesty the Emperor of the Middle-earth Empire. He is one of the ten sons who were directly crowned king. He is inexplicably powerful. Three thousand years ago, he was already at the peak of Guihai. He was named King of Qi and suppressed Qi.

"Twenty thousand!" After everyone was silent for a while, an old antique who had been silent until now suddenly spoke.

"Another golden elixir master!" Han Hui silently calculated how many golden elixirs came in this auction.

"Twenty-one thousand!" King Qi shouted without pause.

"Twenty-one thousand five hundred!" the old man said, holding the tea in both hands and taking a sip.

"Twenty-one thousand seven hundred!" King Qi's increase in price was not so fierce.

Yuan Stone is the foundation for the cultivation of high-level Qi practitioners above the trance state. It is naturally generated by heaven and earth. No one can make it. Everyone's Yuan Stone is limited.

"Twenty-two thousand!" the old man shouted.

"Twenty-two thousand five hundred!" Prince Qi raised his eyebrows and his eyes shone coldly.

"Twenty-three thousand!" The old man squeezed his fingers suddenly, and the tea cup in his hand exploded.

"Twenty-five thousand!" King Qi stood up abruptly, with endless domineering energy pouring out of him, as if he had instantly transformed into a king ruling the world.

The old Jindan man didn't speak for a moment, and the people below him didn't speak either. Although they didn't speak, they all felt their mouths were dry.

Seeing that no one had spoken, Qin Tong suppressed his excitement and said: "No one will raise the price? If no one raises the price, this soul-shaking bead will have its own new owner!"

As soon as he finished speaking, two voices sounded at the same time, one old and one clear.

"Twenty-six thousand!" The two voices shouted the same price at the same time.

The old voice was that of the old man. A flash of determination flashed in his eyes as he called out the price of the stone at twenty-six thousand yuan.

The clear voice was Han Hui. He was also very interested in the soul-shaking beads. He wanted to see if swallowing the soul would have any magical effect. Maybe it could help him control tens of thousands of scorpion puppets.

Hearing Han Hui and the old man speak at the same time, King Qi's expression changed. It's not like he hadn't thought about the old man raising the price, but when the price reached this level, a newcomer suddenly raised the price, which made his heart suddenly jump.

The face of the old man who shouted out the two thousand six hundred yuan stone was completely gloomy, and the confidence he had just raised in bidding completely collapsed.

Han Hui suppressed it until now and finally spoke out to explain the opponent's confidence. He would come out to clean up the mess after everyone was almost done fighting for it.

King Qi's face changed continuously before he said coldly: "Twenty-seven thousand yuan stones!"

The old man opened his mouth and was about to speak when he heard a clear voice: "Thirty thousand!"

The sound he was about to spit out of his throat suddenly swallowed again. Unless he was willing to sell everything he had, he would never be able to get the thirty thousand yuan stone.

The old man shook his head sadly: "If I could join a super sect, maybe I wouldn't be like this now."

After a moment, he shook his head again: "If you join a sect and are enslaved by others, what will happen no matter how long your life span is?"

"It doesn't matter, my destiny is up to me. I was able to transform from a warrior to a real person of Jindan. I don't believe that I am powerless to defy heaven!" The old man's eyes flashed with confidence.

King Qi was also completely defeated by Han Hui's price. His face was pale, his eyes flashed fiercely, and he kept cursing.

Because of the restriction, he couldn't pry into Han Hui's box at all. The restriction even changed people's voices. Only those with an exquisite and exquisite body like Changsun Wan'er could hear the origin of the sound.

"Hmph, I must kill this King Qi for how dare you curse me!" Han Hui suddenly became angry when he heard King Qi's curse.

"It's actually him! It's actually him?" Changsun Wan'er said in shock.

"Who is it?" Changsun Long was stunned and asked Changsun Wan'er.

"It's Han Hui, the master of God's Whip. What kind of power is behind that guy? Even King Qi can suppress him." Changsun Wan'er said.

"The strength behind him must be earth-shattering. There is no doubt about it. As long as he is not a fool, he would not be able to suppress the Whale Prince at the gate of Baoshi. But he did it. This is more serious than provoking Zhao Gongming, the ancestor of the Zhao family.

It's terrifying, no one can bear the anger of His Majesty the Emperor." Changsun Long sighed and said.

"I wonder if he is willing to give the soul-shaking pearl to grandpa. If grandpa gets the soul-shaking pearl, he can take over his body and be reborn." Changsun Wan'er said.

"How is it possible? How could he give us something that only cost 30,000 yuan? But after knowing who he is, we can always exchange it. Our eldest grandson's family has no collection. As long as grandpa comes out of seclusion, even 30,000 yuan can be given to us.

You can also take out the Yuan Stone, and just buy the Soul-shaking Pearl when the time comes." Changsun Long said with a light breath.

"Wan'er, you have made great achievements this time. You are the number one contributor to my Zhangsun family. If it weren't for your exquisite body, how could we possibly know who took the soul-shaking pearl?" Changsun Long praised with a smile.

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"As long as you know who has obtained the Soul-shaking Pearl, there is always a chance. Wan'er, don't tell anyone this news!" Changsun Long said worriedly.

"Of course I won't tell anyone!" Changsun Wan'er said firmly.

He paid the Yuan Stone in exchange for a bead. The green bead was held in Han Hui's hand as if it were nothing. With a flick of his sleeve, the bead entered the Cauldron of Eternity.

The sound of "crackling" came to mind, a series of restrictions rose up, and a series of brilliance flashed.

The Eternal Cauldron was running desperately, constantly analyzing the bead. Han Hui was cautious. The treasure market put such a thing up for auction, how could he put it into his soul in a big way?

As time goes by, the Eternal Cauldron becomes more and more perfect, and has developed various restraint methods, which Han Hui has never heard of.

After inputting a program, the Eternal Cauldron can deduce everything by itself.

With a "chi" sound, the shadow of an old man flew out of the soul-shaking bead. However, as soon as his figure was revealed, he was covered by layers of restrictions, trapped in eternal and endless attacks, and could never come out again.

The old man's legs were short, his head was big, his eyes were bulging, and his chubby little hands were moving around, trying to tear away the restrictions that shrouded his body.

However, no one can tear apart eternity. If his true body were here, he might be able to use his strength to tear open a gap and escape.

It's a pity that this is just the mark of his soul. Restrictions specifically designed to destroy the soul flashed out and were struck and destroyed on his body.

In just a cup of tea, the old man's shadow was wiped out and no longer existed, but the green soul-suppressing bead was still spinning in the cauldron of eternity.
Chapter completed!