At this time, the fourth auction item had been taken out by Master Yangge. It was still a spiritual weapon. It was a delicate tower with colorful divine light. The colorful divine clouds lingering around were moving like dragons.

"Colorful Linglong Tower, the lowest price is 80,000."

The influence of the Colorful Linglong Tower seems to be greater than the previous three spiritual weapons. Once it was taken out, the atmosphere in the Tian Pavilion became instantly hot. The important thing is that the cultivation family participated in the battle.

"Hundreds of thousands."

"Frequently Fifty Thousand."

“Two hundred thousand.”

The cultivation family participated in the war, and the auction became very lively.

Especially the hostile families finally found the reason for confrontation, and howlings resounded in the Tibetan Dragon Pavilion.

In addition to competition, a strong smell of gunpowder floated from the Tibetan Dragon Pavilion, and all the cold lights were everywhere. If it weren't forbidden to fight here, these big sects would have probably jumped out of the melee.

In this land, there are endless cultivation families, and various grievances have been around for a long time.

At this time, the auction of the Netherworld Black Market gathered them here, providing them with a good platform. Although they cannot fight bloody battles, they can at least play a life-long battle in terms of prices. However, the premise is that you have to have money.

"Three hundred thousand." Below, a gray-haired old man gritted his teeth and finally shouted out the price.

"What, do you want to be wiped out?" A dark laugh came from the above room. After listening carefully, it was a sound from the room of the Bloodthirsty Hall. The words were extremely threatening and intimidating, and the gray-haired old Taoist shivered in an instant.

"No, I don't want it anymore." The gray-haired old man hurriedly abstained from power, for fear of angering the Bloodthirsty Palace and causing a great disaster for his family.

"You know what you know."

The auction continues, and the next few auction items are all spiritual weapons.

After rounds of auctions, climaxes arise one after another, and terrifying spiritual weapons are taken out, which makes people cry below.

Soon, a black iron rod was sent to the platform.

"Iron rod, the price is 10,000 yuan, the shooting starts." Yangge Lao seemed tired and yawned, saying it casually.

Um?

As soon as the iron rod was taken out, Ye Chen, who had closed his eyes in the corner, suddenly opened his eyes because the true fire was trembling.

baby!

Ye Chen's eyes became brighter.

Thinking to himself, he couldn't help but look at the iron rod. To be more precise, it was an iron rod, black all over, rusty, uneven, and several parts were damaged a lot. No matter how you look at it, you can't tell at all.

Like Ye Chen, the monks below also stared at the iron rod with big eyes.

"What is this!" Someone looked at Master Yang suspiciously.

"Didn't you say it? Iron rod." Yang Ge Lao glanced at the man, "Of course, you can also think it's a fire stick."

Hearing this, it was not just that person, but everyone's mouth twitched. You are too casual!

What Mr. Yang said so casually made the monks below curl their lips.

"I'm definitely not a baby if I don't pay attention to it!"

“It’s so ugly.”

"If you have money, don't buy it."

"Don't anyone want it?" He glanced at the bottom and saw that no one answered, Master Yang Ge was about to put away the iron rod.

"Let's go." At this moment, a voice came from the corner, "I want this iron rod."

Huh?

The sudden words made everyone in the audience look at each other.

It is naturally Ye Chen who speaks. He rarely encounters a trembling treasure of true fire, so he will never let it go.

"Senior, I want ten thousand spirit stones."

"Are you sick? Buy a broken iron rod with ten thousand spirit stones?" Xiong Er, who was beside him, couldn't help but curse.

"It's cheap!"

"Damn it."

The conversation between the two instantly made people laugh, and the old guys were amused by Ye Chen and Xiong Er.

"If no one raises the price, then the iron rod will belong to this friend..."

"Let's wait." Before Yangge Lao's words fell, he was interrupted by a voice, "10,000 yuan, I, Zhengyang Sect, have accepted this iron rod."

Huh?

The audience was filled with light ejaculation, looking at the source of the sound. The person who called for the price was Wu Changqing, the elder of Zhengyang Sect. His posture was high, and the meaning between the lines seemed to have already shown that the iron rod was in his sleeve.

In the corner, Ye Chen's eyes had narrowed slightly and raised the price again, "I'll pay 12,000."

Hearing this, there was another light ejaculation below.

"Who is this little kid?"

"I dare to grab things from Zhengyang Sect, and I still grab a black iron rod."

"Eighty times my brain is in the middle of water."

Amid the noise, Wu Changqing smiled happily, "Boy, do you know who you are scrambling with?"

"Elder, are you scaring me?" Ye Chen glanced at the second floor of the private room.

"Very good, backbone." Wu Changqing laughed and said, "No one dared to grab things from my Zhengyang Sect for a long time. Since that's the case, I will play with you. I will give you 20,000 spirit stones."

"Twenty thousand a day." Ye Chen's voice rang out immediately.

"Thirty thousand."

"Thirty thousand a day." Ye Chen followed, with a sneering curve on the corner of his mouth. He was already planning to fight all his belongings and Wu Changqing to the end. Even if he didn't want to make the iron rod, he would still fight for being ruthlessly driven down the mountain that day.

"Very good, I'll pay 40,000." Wu Changqing's words were still full of jokes. In his eyes, tens of thousands of spirit stones were really not worth mentioning.

"Hundreds of thousands."

Ahem...!

Ye Chen was really not shocking and never stopped talking. He almost choked everyone in the audience with just one sentence.

"Damn, you're crazy!" Xiong Er couldn't help but scold Ye Chen.

Ye Chen ignored him, but couldn't help but look up, look at the second floor of the private room, and smiled, "Elder, can you still have the best time to play like this?"

"It's just one hundred thousand." Wu Changqing obviously did not expect Ye Chen to make up 100 thousand in one breath, which made his face a little gloomy. You know, he is an elder, and his courage to offer a price was suppressed by a junior. How could he not be angry?

"110,000." Wu Changqing sneered, "Boy, if you have the guts, please add it to me."

“Two hundred thousand.”

puff!

I'm puff...!

As soon as these words came out, the sound of spitting water was spitting down.

"Whose kid is this!"

"Two hundred thousand, what a great courage!"

Now, Ye Chen has completely called the focus.

Even the Master Yangge on the high platform could not help but show his surprise. A junior dared to compete with Zhengyang Sect for things, so he couldn't help but not pay attention.

At this moment, too many people can't help but turn around and look over.

Ye Chen was fine, as if he was fine, he was siping tea slowly.

He knew that he was far from Wu Changqing's opponent in terms of financial resources, but for the sake of that treasure, he decided to compete with Wu Changqing. Even if he couldn't take a picture of the treasure, he would ask Wu Changqing to spend more spirit stones.

Of course, 200,000 is his limit, and this is still the one with the Jade Spirit Liquid. I originally planned to buy Xuangang and Xuangang. Now it seems that he is going to go crazy here.

Looking at Wu Changqing again, his face turned pale.

How could he have thought that a junior dared to openly compete with Zhengyang Sect for something, and even offered a price of 200,000 yuan?

He is not short of money, but it is indeed unpaid to buy a broken iron rod for 200,000 yuan.

Now he is in trouble. If you buy it, it is not cost-effective. If you don’t buy it, then it will not be his own face. The entire Zhengyang Sect will become a laughing stock for everyone present.

"Twenty-one thousand, I'll add it if I have the ability!" Under the gaze of everyone, Wu Changqing still gritted his teeth and increased the price again.

Now, it was Ye Chen's turn to be in trouble, and 200,000 was his limit.

"Boy, do you really want to latte the iron rod?" Seeing Ye Chen in a dilemma, Xiong Er, who was beside him, asked in a low voice.

Ye Chen nodded gently.

Seeing this, Xiong Er immediately took out a storage bag from his crotch, "I only have 300,000 yuan to lend it to you, so I must pay it back."

Hearing this, Ye Chen was a little surprised. He never thought that Xiong Er would be so loyal at the critical moment. This made him unable to help but feel a warm current flowing through his heart.

"At worst, I can come back next time!" Xiong Er spread his hands.
To be continued...