As soon as Su Mo's voice came out, the entire auction house was silent.
Because the price he offered directly mentioned 2,700 medium-grade spiritual crystals from 2,300 medium-grade spiritual crystals, which increased 400 medium-grade spiritual crystals at one time.
This is a very exaggerated price increase. In the early stage of the bidding for Golden Blade, no one raised the price of 400 medium-grade spiritual crystals at one time.
Now in the later stage, some people raise the price of 400 medium-grade spiritual crystals at one time. If they are either rich and powerful, they are deliberately raising the price.
"Who is this?"
"It's too rich to raise the price by 400 at a time!"
"This price will be more than 3,000, right?"
In the auction hall, everyone was talking, and everyone's eyes were all looking at Room No. 29.
A faint smile flashed in Gong Zhong's eyes. Su Mo had never made a bid before, and he would not intervene in the future, so that all treasures would be auctioned freely!
Now, I can't help but take action.
Su Mo's bid made the No. 1 and No. 7 people not reacted and did not bid again for the time being.
In the box No. 10.
Yang Tiancheng's eyes burst into light, staring at the No. 29 box, his eyes full of ecstasy.
"It's Su Mo!" Yang Tiancheng whispered to himself, his heart was a little excited. His guess was indeed correct, Su Mo was really here.
"Brother Tianwei Clan, we must kill Su Mo!" Yang Tiancheng turned to Yang Tianwei and said. He knew that with his strength, he could not be Su Mo's opponent, and Yang Tianwei still needed to take action.
"Capture him and bring him back to the sect, but there is a huge reward. How can you kill him directly!" Yang Tianwei shook his head and said.
"This..." Yang Tiancheng's face stagnated when he heard this. His idea was to kill Su Mo. This would not only eliminate future troubles forever, but also relieve the hatred in his heart.
"Tiancheng, don't worry! He can't survive even after bringing him back to Tianxu Sect!"
Yang Tianwei knew that Yang Tiancheng hated Su Mo, and it was normal for him to kill Su Mo. Then he comforted him: "When you capture him, you will first relieve your hatred, let you torture him, and then take it back to the sect.
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"Okay! That's OK!" Yang Tiancheng nodded, and began to think about how to torture Su Mo!
During the last time he met, Su Mo pulled him into a fictional cell and kept hitting him with a long whip, which was extremely painful.
This time, Su Mo fell into his hands, and he wanted Su Mo to know what despair is? What is real torture?
"Haha!" Thinking that it would soon to torture Su Mo, Yang Tiancheng's mouth unconsciously showed a smile, a very sad smile.
In the auction, the bidding paused for a moment. Gong Zhong was about to speak out and asked if anyone had increased the price. Yi Wei from the No. 7 box made a bid again.
"Two thousand eight hundred medium-grade spiritual crystals!"
Yiwei's voice contained a cold feeling, and she was obviously a little angry that the price was suddenly raised.
"Two thousand nine hundred medium-grade spiritual crystals!"
Yiwei had just made a bid, and the person in the No. 1 box also made a bid immediately.
Su Mo smiled repeatedly. Judging from this momentum, the price of the 3,000 medium-grade spiritual crystals is not missing.
"Su Mo, if I guess correctly, in the No. 1 box, there must be the Tianlang clan's Tianlang clan's Tianlang clan!" Lu Gang said with a serious expression.
"Oh, who is Tianlang?" Su Mo asked in confusion.
"The Tianlang is a monster of the Xiaotianlang clan. He has a fourth level of martial arts realm. And like the Youlang, his bloodline returns to his ancestors, which is very close to the Silver Moon Xiaotianlang!"
Lu Gang explained, and at the same time he was speechless. Why didn't Su Mo know anything? Did he come out from somewhere?
"Is that true?" Su Mo was slightly surprised. The scale of the auction was not too large. He didn't expect that it would attract so many talented people.
However, he doesn't care about these things, too high prices are the king.
"Three thousand medium-grade spiritual crystals!" Su Mo made a bid without hesitation, making Lu Gang speechless.
"Three thousand,100 medium-grade spiritual crystals!" A cold female voice sounded, and Yiwei bid again.
In the box No. 7, Yi Wei, dressed in red, was half lying on the animal-skin seat, looking extremely lazy.
Opposite him, there were several young men sitting, all of whom were true disciples of the Dao Sect.
"Senior Sister Yiwei, the price now exceeds the scope of honorable and medium-grade treasures!" a young man reminded.
"It's okay!" Yiwei shook her head lightly. Although the price was a bit high, it was still within the range she could bear.
Besides, if you need to get what she likes, how can you give it to others?
In the box No. 1, on the seat wrapped in exquisite animal skin, a rough-faced young man sat upright with a big golden knife.
The young man was nearly ten feet tall, wearing black clothes and silver hair like a steel needle, giving people a sense of domineeringness.
This person is the Tianlang of the Xiaotianlang clan, the first-class monster of the Xiaotianlang clan.
At this moment, Tianlang leaned on the seat, and when he was pondering in his eyes, the price of this golden crack bow had reached 3,000 yuan, which was already considered to be more than the price range of the top-grade treasures of the highest-grade treasures.
The most important thing is that he bid for this golden crack bow, not using it himself.
"Three thousand,200 medium-grade spirit crystals!" After Shaoqing, Tianlang bid, and at the same time he decided in his heart that if the price was higher, he would give up bidding.
"Three thousand three hundred medium-grade spirit crystals!" Su Mo bid again. This time he only increased the price by 100. He is not stupid. The price has reached this point, and it is a matter of asking for trouble to increase too much.
When Tianlang heard this, he shook his head and immediately gave up the bidding.
In the box No. 7, Yiwei heard this and a faint light flashed in her eyes.
"Who is the No. 29 box?" Yiwei asked lightly.
"Senior Sister Yiwei, there seem to be two people in the box No. 29, one is Lu Gang, the other is not clear!" A young man replied. Lu Gang had bid for boxing gloves before, and he recognized them.
"Lu Gang!" Yi Wei was stunned when she heard this. She had heard of it. After all, Lu Gang was also a stolen figure in the sect.
"I really don't know what's wrong!"
A cold light flashed in Yiwei's eyes. She actually wanted to compete with her, and she was very brave. Then he continued to bid: "Three thousand and four hundred medium-grade spiritual crystals!"
In the box, Su Mo looked pondering. This Yiwei had no intention of stopping, and he could continue to increase the price.
"Su Mo, don't bid, it's not good to offend Senior Sister Yiwei!" Lu Gang reminded again, his face a little embarrassed.
"What do you mean? If I bid, I will offend her. Then she will not be afraid of offending me?" Su Mo said speechlessly, and then he bid again: "Three thousand and five hundred medium-grade spiritual crystals!"
Seeing this, Lu Gang was speechless and smiled bitterly in his heart. This Su Mo was really not afraid of heaven or earth!
"Damn it!" In the No. 7 box, Yiwei stood up, her cold eyes flashed, and she looked at No. 29 box.
Chapter completed!