"this....."

The whole audience was stunned, all staring at the iron box?

As he watched, this man vomited blood and flew out.

At first glance, it looks like it was knocked away by someone's palm.

It's just like, there is no one present, who dares to do anything at the auction! Even if he moves, he can't escape their eyes. This is strange, how can such a thing be like this?

Whoosh!

Yan Ruyu had already set off, and the handsome woman also passed by, feeling confused.

puff!

Zhao Yun had crawled out of the messy ruins, coughing up blood. His left eye was blind and tightly closed. There was blood flowing from the corner of his eye. It was a backlash. He had been prepared for this.

However, when he flew out all the way, he was not hit back, but looked at by the head. That look was so powerful that he, who was in the second level of Ksitigarbha, was unable to resist.

"Still alive?"

Zhao Yun murmured, his mind was confused, and he was not sure whether what he saw was real. He only knew that the head was really powerful. Just one look could hurt him so much. It was thanks to the iron box that blocked it and weakened its power. Otherwise,

, you can kill him in one glance.

He couldn't imagine what kind of person that was, he must have surpassed Tianwu.

This class of people were actually dismembered and sealed. One can imagine how terrifying it is to seal them.

The handsome woman and Yan Ruyu have arrived, both looking strange.

"It doesn't matter."

Zhao Yun laughed dryly and stood up staggeringly, not wanting to tell anyone about this.

When he returned to his seat, he couldn't be more honest. His eyes looking at the iron box were full of fear. Having a clairvoyant eye might not be a good thing. He was the only one in the audience who saw it, so he was the most unlucky.

Seeing something he shouldn't have seen, he was caught off guard by this blow. Even though it seemed like nothing serious on the surface, in fact, his body was in chaos. There was an invisible and intangible force that was wreaking havoc.

"Fellow Taoist, what are you...?" The drunken old man looked at Zhao Yun tentatively. He had hosted so many auctions and had never seen such a strange thing. People present also wanted to know, why did he fly?

"It's caused by martial arts." Zhao Yun took a deep breath and gave a random reason.

"It's also possible that he has done too many bad things and has been punished by God." Many old guys stroked their beards, and their expressions represented everything. For example, this guy has cheated people for billions, and he is afraid that even God will not be able to stand it anymore, so he is here

When he was caught off guard, he secretly slapped the guy in the face as a warning.

But Yan Ruyu and the handsome woman don't see it that way.

This matter is definitely not simple, this guy must be hiding something.

Interludes come and go quickly.

The photographers all closed their eyes and stared at the iron box again, looking up, down, left, and right. Those with special eyes also opened their heavenly eyes to peek. Unfortunately, not all heavenly eyes have the ability to see through. It's a good thing that they don't have it.

If he was also looked at by the head, he would probably be even worse than Zhao Yun.

"Old man, what is this?" someone asked.

"There is a big treasure hidden inside." The drunk old man stroked his beard and wanted to tell the people present. The embarrassing thing was that he didn't know what was inside.

Not to mention him, not even the pavilion master knew about it. He had been studying it for many years and still couldn't see the reason. He only knew that many super wealthy families were particularly concerned about this item, so they put it up for auction.

Most of the big families who come here come here because of it.

"It's so mysterious." Too many people are speculating, and anyone who tries to tell the truth deserves to be struck by lightning.

However, looking at the drunken old man's expression, the things inside must be extraordinary.

"No reserve price, start bidding." The drunken old man's words filled the audience.

No reserve price?

Everyone in the room looked at each other, which was interesting.

"How about I come first?" an old man said tentatively, "I'll pay...five thousand?"

"fifty thousand."

"Five million."

"Five million."

"Fifty million."

After the old man, the price of the iron box reached fifty million in the blink of an eye.

Those who know the goods are those who know the goods.

Those who don't know the goods will just wait and see wherever it's cool.

Just like the old man, his smile was particularly embarrassing.

People say that throwing bricks and stones leads to good things.

It's good for him, he can make a rich man at one price!

At this point, the price keeps rising, reaching a sky-high price of 500 million.

"So valuable?"

There were a lot of surprises in the audience, and they looked at the iron box again.

However, after looking at it for a while, I still couldn't see any clues. I insisted that it was extraordinary, but it was made of an iron box. No one had ever seen it. Judging from the aura, it should be very hard, and it couldn't be split with a sword.

Zhao Yun stuffed a pill into his mouth and just watched quietly.

Regardless of how enthusiastic these people are, the final contenders are still the super rich.

The handsome women know this best, as the Corpse Clan and the Blood Clothes Clan have the strongest desires.

"This box cannot be touched."

Zhao Yun thought in his heart that he had been dismembered and only one head was left, and it was sealed and blocked by an iron box. Under such circumstances, a casual look could seriously injure him. If he took it home,

Go, the devil knows what trouble you will encounter, so it is better not to touch it.

"Two billion."

Gongsun Zhi took action and beat the whole crowd with one price.

Below, there was complete silence.

His move signaled the beginning of a price war among the wealthy families.

"Three billion."

Mr. Yan said calmly and added one billion in one go.

There was something even more cruel later, the words came out from the blood-clothed door, "Five billion."

After it was over, the corpse tribe attacked, "Eight billion."

"The gods are fighting!"

The photographers coughed, the super rich people were fighting, it was really a big deal.

Even the drunk old man secretly swallowed a mouthful of saliva when he saw it, and couldn't help but take another look at the iron box. How could this black box be so valuable? The super wealthy people spent a lot of money on it.

Naturally, the Ge family is excluded.

Look at Mr. Ge, his face is dark and gloomy.

Originally, they were eligible to bid.

However, an unexpected incident occurred due to a sudden change. The young master had spent all his money, so he only brought so much, so he had to watch the show! They were destined to fail to complete the mission that the master of the house had given him before he came.

"What's your family's minimum limit?" Zhao Yun poked Yan Ruyu.

"Ten billion." Yan Ruyu told the truth.

"Far from enough." Zhao Yun shook his head gently.

Just now, the handsome woman made a gesture to him with only three fingers. In other words, the bidding for the iron box would reach 30 billion, and the Yan family would not even get half of it? There was no chance.

Yan Ruyu raised her eyebrows, "Can you peek into the bottom line of each party?"

Zhao Yun smiled and nodded lightly. He didn't have this ability, but the handsome woman did.

"this....."

Yan Ruyu looked wonderful. No wonder this guy was so confident when attacking Ge Yang. He knew himself and his enemy! She believed Zhao Yun's words unconditionally and gave up on the elders.

"It won't work if I don't give up!"

The elders coughed dryly, not to mention other things, but they talked about the Blood Clan and the Blood Clothes Sect. These two families were really close to each other. Who knows how much money they brought to grab the iron box, but it must be more than they had.

"Ten billion."

Someone else raised the price, but it didn't come from the third floor, but from below.

The bidder was an old man in a silver robe. His whole body was covered by the silver robe. His dignity could not be seen, let alone his origin. All he knew was that he was in the quasi-celestial realm, with a meaning lingering in his eyes.

In Zhao Yun's view, the old man was probably from a super wealthy family, and doing this was just to fish in troubled waters. It was best to do this. Who knows which family he was from, so it was better not to cause hatred for the family.
To be continued...