The owner of the VIP room No. 1 is determined to win the phalanges, and the owners of the other VIP rooms have all given up. Even the Thief Saint in the VIP room No. 2 and the five elders of the Snow Mountain in the VIP room No. 5 dare not compete with him.

However, VIP Room No. 9 did interfere and raised the price to an abnormal level.

Having offended so many people in a row, who is the owner of VIP Room No. 9? Isn't he afraid?

Many people are speculating, could it be that he is a powerful person from the Four Holy Lands of the Demon-Devouring Clan? Otherwise, how could he dare to be so high-profile?

"Three hundred thousand."

Fang Chen calmly raised the price to 300,000. For him, there were too many holy weapons and there was no need to worry. He didn't believe anyone present could compete with him on price.

snort!

A terrifying chilling aura came out of VIP Room No. 1. The air in the entire auction house froze instantly, and everyone's bodies trembled involuntarily.

"The owner of VIP Room No. 1 has murderous intentions."

"I don't know who the owner of VIP Room No. 9 is, who actually raised the price to such an extent."

"Do you think he is a proxy from Xuanlong Pavilion?"

Someone raised such a question, but it was quickly refuted by others. It was impossible for Xuanlong Pavilion to ask for help in this matter, and even if it did, it would not be possible to raise the price to such a terrifying level.

"This person should have a great background."

"He is definitely not a lone traveler. He should be a strong man from some top force."

"Even the Snowy Mountains can't produce so many holy weapons at once, right?"

"Do you really think that holy weapons are watermelons? They are all over the ground?"

"In terms of wealth, which force can compare with the Four Holy Lands? In terms of holy weapons, I think the Four Holy Lands should be second to none. It is said that there was once a top weapon refiner who was famous in the origin world and was given to him by the Four Holy Lands.

He was lured away, and based on today's scene, I suspect that the owner of VIP Room No. 9 is from the Four Holy Lands."

The analysis was sound and well-founded, and everyone around him nodded in agreement.

There were also some people who went to ask the powerful Demon-Eating Tribe at the scene. After all, the Four Holy Lands were the Holy Lands of the Demon-Eating Tribe. Maybe they knew.

But the result disappointed everyone. The strong men of the Demon Swallowing Tribe did not know who the owner of VIP Room No. 9 was, but they confidently praised it. In terms of holy weapons, no one could compete with the Four Holy Lands.

The implication is that apart from the Four Holy Lands, it is impossible for anyone to have the power to produce so many holy weapons at once.

The owner of VIP Room No. 1 fell into silence for a long time.

The beautiful host on the stage did not urge him. Every second was torture for everyone. They wanted to see more fierce competition, but they also wanted to see who would have the last laugh.

at this time.

In the VIP room No. 1, there was an old man with white hair, his eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of silver frost, and he exuded a terrifying aura. If he hadn't been at the auction house, he would have been unable to resist taking action directly.

"Master, what should I do?" Beside him, a red-haired man asked in a low voice.

He also didn't expect that someone would actually challenge his master.

"Hmph, am I too low-key? Has the world forgotten the fear I once had?"

After a long silence, the white-haired old man said solemnly.

"In that case, I will take this opportunity to let the world know me again."

At this point, the white-haired old man seemed to have made a crazy decision. He gritted his teeth and began to increase the price, "Three hundred and fifty thousand."

A strange look flashed in the red-haired man's eyes, and his heart was shaken. He didn't expect to see his master showing off his power again after so many years.

Others didn't know it clearly, but he knew that his master was a world-famous weapon refiner, the only one in the origin world who could produce top-quality holy weapons.

Elementary holy weapons are simply a piece of cake for him.

This time, the master was originally going to take him to practice, but when he passed by Xuanlong Pavilion, he overheard that the auction would involve Supreme items, so he came to participate.

He was not interested in anything in front of it, but he was very interested in this phalanx.

This was also his first time bidding, and he encountered such great resistance.

The current white-haired old man no longer thinks about the value of this phalanx. He only has one thought in his mind, which is to repel the owner of VIP Room No. 9.

"Aren't you very strong? Then I will use my best method to defeat you."

The white-haired old man sneered. Comparing the number of weapons with him was simply ridiculous.

Although he does not have so many holy weapons on his body now, his name is priceless. As long as he is willing to refine it, he can easily refine holy weapons at any time.

"Four hundred thousand."

Fang Chen still had no pressure and increased the price slowly.

Four hundred and fifty thousand, five hundred thousand, five hundred and fifty thousand, six hundred thousand...one million.

When the price increased to one million, everyone was shocked. It was just a finger bone, and they were not sure whether it was a supreme one.

Oh my God, this is so crazy, right?

One million elementary saint-level weapons are of immeasurable value and cannot be obtained by any force at once.

Even the beautiful host on the stage was hesitant to interrupt the two people's bidding because she was afraid that the two people were deliberately raising the price and disrupting the auction.

She didn't quite believe that the two of them could handle so many holy weapons.

The second elder in charge of the VIP room had long been stunned. To be honest, he did not know the identity of the owner of the VIP room No. 1. He only knew that the latter was an weapon refiner and had enough financial resources to purchase

Right to use VIP Room No. 1.

"Who is he?"

The second elder's body was trembling, "Is he a weapon refiner who can refine holy weapons?"

The news of what happened here quickly reached the ears of the Great Elder. It took the latter a long time to calm down his inner excitement, and he immediately reported the matter to the Master of Xuanlong Pavilion.

"What?"

After hearing this, the Master of Xuanlong Pavilion almost dropped his jaw in shock.

"Are you saying that the price of the Supreme Finger Bone that we cannot decipher has been raised to one million pieces of elementary holy weapons?"

The great elder nodded, "Most people have withdrawn from the bidding. Only the people in VIP Room No. 1 and VIP Room No. 9 are competing."

"Do you know their identities?" asked the master of Xuanlong Pavilion.

"The owner of VIP Room No. 9 was brought here by Butler Bai. He should know. As for VIP Room No. 1, we only know that he is a powerful weapon refiner and nothing else is known about him." The Great Elder said.
Chapter completed!