The 200 million spiritual crystals in northern Jiangsu were overwhelmingly suppressed the royal boy and won the human-shaped stone. They instantly took them in front of him, and the 200 million spiritual crystals were also delivered to the auctioneer like flowing water.
Suddenly, everyone was in an uproar.
Crazy, too crazy. In Jubao Pavilion, no one has ever dared to take photos in public, even if it has been won.
Of course, Su Bei didn't think he was crazy. In his opinion, since he had already photographed this object successfully and took it over by himself, what's wrong?
The true nature of self-confidence and realization of the state of nature is fully revealed.
The auctioneer looked at the piles of mountain-like superb spiritual crystals on the auction table, and couldn't help swallowing, and quickly asked the two waiters to count the number of spiritual crystals.
After a while, finally finished, one of the waiters said, "Not much, no more."
Shush. The auctioneer was relieved. Two hundred million spiritual crystals, after this auction, he could get a large commission.
The waiter packed 200 million spirit crystals in a special spiritual crystal bag, and at this time, the last auction item was left. The auctioneer's face was red and he was in a good mood.
"Since the mysterious treasure has a home, the last auction item in this auction is about to appear." The auctioneer said loudly with joy.
"One hundred outstanding immortal stones were sold to this pavilion by a monk friend."
As the auctioneer's words fell, a waiter walked up with a pallet covered with red silk. The auctioneer lifted up the red silk, and suddenly, the light of a hundred outstanding immortal stones was vast and bright, illuminating the entire auction house, and the rich fairy spirit gradually spread.
The auctioneer continued: "Although there are many blessed places in my Cangyang world that have fairy spirit, fairy stones are still rare after all, and there are even fewer of these excellent quality fairy stones."
"So, starting at the lowest price of 200,000 yuan per piece and 20,000 yuan per piece, the amount of each increase shall not be less than one million yuan. Please start the auction, please offer it."
When Su Bei saw it, he was immediately delighted again. One hundred excellent immortal stones were not too much, but not too little. Now, he was about to advance to the early celestial immortal, and it was the time to need immortal stones.
As the auctioneer said, in the Cangyang world, it is a blessing to find a place with strong fairy spirit. Su Bei also understood that he would almost never have the opportunity to be in the Wolong Palace today in the future.
After all, the fairy energy is still too rare in the Cangyang world. In the Battle Realm of the Heavenly Battle, the fairy energy generated by Wuyin Fairy Mountain cannot supply the needs of northern Jiangsu at all.
The stronger the strength, the greater the amount of spiritual energy required when the promotion is. Therefore, the biggest goal of northern Jiangsu now is to collect as many immortal stones as possible.
Once in Wanxiang Tower, in northern Jiangsu, a superb immortal stone was exchanged for one million superb spiritual crystals. After careful calculation, this hundred would require 100 million.
Of course, the one million was Qi Luo's girl deliberately made a fuss with Fang Huaji, and she forced herself to reach one million outstanding spiritual crystals.
"Thirty million." Su Bei spoke.
He was rich and powerful, and the entire auction house had strange and envious eyes at the No. 25 VIP Room where northern Jiangsu was located. Apart from some large families or wealthy nobles in the Daxin Dynasty, how many people didn't want to own the fairy stone.
However, immortal stones are hard to find, and spiritual crystals are hard to make.
The boy from the royal family did not compete with northern Jiangsu anymore. I think the amount of immortal stones in the royal family will definitely not be missing.
"Three thousand and five million." The voice of a delicate woman came from the VIP No. 10.
Su Bei let out a gentle breath and said slowly: "Forty million."
Competition, huge competition, and a price increase of 5 million yuan. From the beginning, the auction of this fairy stone fell into a hot spot.
At the auction of millions of spirit crystals, not many people dared to mix in on the spot. Of course, those who can afford this little spirit crystal almost disdain these a hundred immortal stones.
"Hmph, what annoying guy, I snatched Brother Tiancheng's things and came to grab the fairy stone with this princess. Humph, be careful that this princess cut his dog's head."
In the VIP room No. 10, Yang Qiuchan said angrily to his two maids. Suddenly, the two maids covered their mouths and laughed secretly, but they did not answer Yang Qiuchan's words.
Of course, it goes without saying that Yang Qiuchan has never killed anyone, so how could he beheaded? Besides, Su Bei had just left the Wolong Palace, and the two maids saw it clearly and understood that Emperor Yang Daozong looked at Su Bei differently, so how could he allow Yang Qiuchan to behead Su Bei?
"Hmph, this fairy stone, I must compete with him to the end." Yang Qiuchan said angrily.
"Zhiyan, please give me a price. How much does that annoying guy call me? You will add 10 million to this princess."
At this time, in the auction hall, the auctioneer shouted loudly while holding the hammer: "Forty million, twice..."
The auctioneer kept looking at the Ten VIP room where Yang Qiuan was, looking forward to her bidding again. Of course, he was not disappointed.
"Fifty million." The maid Zhiyan shouted helplessly.
"Fifty million, once..." the auctioneer was completely excited and shouted tremblingly.
Su Bei looked at the VIP Room No. 10 in surprise, but the curtain at the window was put down. Su Bei pondered for a while, and his mind fluctuations instantly emanated. He immediately "sees" Yang Qiuchan in the VIP Room.
Su Bei was stunned. Unexpectedly, Yang Qiuchan ran to Jubao Pavilion so soon. When he left Wolong Palace, he swept his mind and remembered Yang Qiuchan's appearance with a sweep of his mind.
"Five million." Su Bei smiled slightly and continued to bid.
"Sixty-five million." As soon as Su Bei dialect fell, the maid who called Zhiyan shouted instantly.
Restlessly, Su Bei shook his head secretly, no longer trying to fight with Yang Qiuchan, so he stopped bidding. He let the auctioneer shout three times in a row, and the final result was final.
Suddenly, in the VIP room No. 10, Yang Qiuchan's victory cheer came out, and he couldn't help but tell his maid that Su Bei had no spiritual crystals. Su Bei shook his head and smiled bitterly when he heard this.
Seeing a auction full of smoke, it ended with the storm of northern Jiangsu. Everyone was surprised that northern Jiangsu had admitted defeat so quickly, and they could not help but guessed Su Bei's identity again.
After the auction ended, the door of the auction hall opened again, and all the guests came out one after another. Almost everyone's face turned red, as if it was caused by an auction.
Whether it is a huge transaction of 200 million yuan or a mysterious guy who dares to challenge the royal family, it is a rare topic of conversation after dinner.
Su Bei and Demon Eye walked out of the auction hall side by side. At this time, Longdu was already trapped in the night. However, countless illuminated stones rose into the extremely high sky, making the entire giant city a veritable city of never sleep.
The strange stone in the figure had been put into the Qiankun sleeve bag by Su Bei. The demonic eyes walked silently beside Su Bei, and under the night, it looked particularly beautiful.
The two followed the crowd and stepped onto the Golden Avenue. In a moment, they returned to the foot of the mountain. The three golden characters Jubao Pavilion were particularly eye-catching in the night.
Su Bei shook his head and went to an auction to get a stone that he didn't even know what it was for. Moreover, because this stone was even against the royal family's children.
Thinking of this, Su Bei smiled bitterly, stepped out of the air, and wanted to leave Jubao Pavilion with his demon eyes.
However, at this moment, a figure came into the air instantly and stood above Su Bei, staring at Su Bei and his demonic eyes with cold eyes.
Su Bei looked up and found that it was the Daxin royal family's son who was competing with him for a human-shaped stone. Su Bei was surprised and ignored him, turned his head and changed direction, and wanted to leave.
Yang Tiancheng's eyes flashed with anger and stepped forward again to block the front of northern Jiangsu.
"What do you want?" Su Bei said coldly.
"Don't you know who I am? You actually hate to compete with me?" Yang Tiancheng looked at Su Bei coldly and asked in a cold voice.
When Su Bei heard this, he laughed in silence and said, "Fair competition, I said it has nothing to do with it, it has nothing to do with it. At that time, you can compete with me. If I can't offer a price, you can let it go."
After saying that, Su Bei's face suddenly turned cold. He raised his hand and pointed at Yang Tiancheng, and said coldly: "You are the same."
"You, be bold." Yang Tiancheng's face changed and he shouted angrily.
"Do you know who I am? Do you dare to talk to me like this?"
Su Bei waved his hand and smiled indifferently: "Don't use your identity to suppress me. I don't even take Yang Qingzong seriously. Who are you?"
"You..." Yang Tiancheng's face changed drastically, and he stared at Su Bei, unable to speak for a moment.
Of course he knew who Yang Qingzong was. The prince of Daxin was so noble that he could compete with him except Emperor Yang Daozong and Emperor Empress. However, Su Bei actually called him his name and intuition told him that Su Bei's words were not false.
"Who are you? If you dare to call the prince's name directly, you should be punished for his crime." Yang Tiancheng gave out a fierce breath and shouted sternly.
Jiangsu Bei was a little impatient. Throughout history, almost all the powerful and powerful children bullied others with their power. Jiangsu Bei naturally saw that he could not stand such people, and his expression seemed even more cold and harsh.
"Don't worry about who I am, let go." Boom, the terrifying will of the dominant descended into Yang Tiancheng's heart.
Suddenly, only three words left in Yang Tiancheng's heart, "Get out of the way", and they kept repeating. Su Bei's words dominated his will, making him surrender unconditionally.
Yang Tian's face turned bloody and bloody. He stared at his big eyes. His heart was constantly struggling, trying to escape from Su Bei's control. However, the three words "get out of the way" kept echoing deep in his heart.
Unable to resist, Yang Tiancheng's eyes gradually became confused, and he murmured: "Get out of the way, I'll get out of the way."
"Brother Tiancheng, what's wrong with you?" A delicate voice came at this moment.
Boom, Yang Tianchengru suffered an electric shock, and his mind buzzed. Suddenly he let out a long roar, "I am the son of the prince, who dares to let me get out of here?"
The next moment, Yang Tiancheng looked at Su Bei with murderous intent, and he said coldly