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Chapter 2187 Four million bidders

With a radius of two miles, it just covers the entire auction venue.

The first time he scanned it, Qi Shang found nothing.

When Qi Shang used the illusion test, the bidding price of the scroll increased to 400,000 spirit jade.

Judging from the current reactions at the auction venue, the price of the scroll will continue to rise.

As for when the cap will be capped, I’m afraid we can only determine the amount of spiritual jade.

"I didn't expect the ancient world of disaster to be so popular." Feng Yuchun was also greatly shocked.

"Some people said they were very disgusted, but they kept bidding." Tang Xiaoyu observed the reactions of everyone present and said.

"After all, it is an ancient world art." Shen Guang said.

"I heard that the third stage of ancient Era magic has been lost long ago. Is what is recorded in the scroll true?" Feng Yuchun was still skeptical.

"It's true that it was lost, so there are traces of modifications by later generations in that scroll." The Forbidden Axis said.

"Six hundred thousand." Qi Shang participated in the bidding.

"Did you find it?" Wu He was confused and Qi Shang suddenly made a bid.

Qi Shang looked calm and said calmly: "Not yet."

Wu He couldn't help but laugh: "You are quite courageous, kid."

As soon as Qi Shang made a move, Uncle Zi Sang cast his gaze.

Having fallen into Qi Shang's trick and spent two million to buy a bottle of the remnant bottle of Nine-turn Red Yang Qi, Uncle Zisang will not take action easily this time.

"That Zi Sang Sun..." Tang Xiaoyu caught a glimpse of Uncle Zi Sang's reaction from the corner of his eye and hesitated to speak.

At this time, someone bid up to 700,000.

Jiang Shenwu relied on the power of the seal of the Seven Devouring Demon-Sealing Technique to almost discern the spiritual energy of the other world contained in the scroll.

In addition to the miscellaneous spiritual energy from the other world in the lower plane, there is also an extremely weak spiritual energy from the other world mixed in.

The properties of the spiritual energy from the other world seemed to be different from the surrounding spiritual energy from the other world, but it was mixed in and seemed incompatible with other spiritual energy.

Although he couldn't sense the power of the spiritual energy from the other world, at a certain moment, Jiang Shenwu suddenly sensed a strange surge of spiritual energy in the second spiritual vein.

Judging from this, the nature of the spiritual energy from the other world is similar to the nature of the spiritual energy from the other world that I possess.

Jiang Shenwu turned to look at Wu He, who nodded.

"one million."

Jiang Shenwu participated in the bidding.

When he shouted out the price, it was not Shan Quan and others who were surprised, but Tang Xiaoyu and others.

Tang Xiaoyu knew best what Jiang Shenwu had in his pocket, and he was as poor as Wu He.

"Brother Jiang." There was something Tang Xiaoyu didn't know how to say.

Feng Yuchun originally wanted to question Jiang Shenwu, but when he received Jiang Shenwu's gaze, he clearly saw a hint of cunning.

When she thought of what it would be like when she entered the city, Feng Yuchun panicked and quickly looked away.

He doesn't have Lingyu to help anyone.

"That scroll is worth it," Jiang Shenwu said.

"That's right." Shen Guang said firmly.

"Do you have a spiritual jade?" Feng Yuchun still couldn't help but said a divine light.

"As long as you have it." Shenguang said lightly.

"You haven't returned the spiritual jade that came into the city to me yet? How can I have it?" Fengyu and spring were all over the place.

The divine light squinted out of the corner of his eyes, and finally fell on Jiang Shenwu.

There is really something wrong with these people.

Even if you don’t have the spiritual jade to attend the auction, you actually dare to participate in the bidding?

Suddenly, a black shadow came from the darkness and stopped beside Feng Yuchun.

The person who came was completely wrapped in black clothes. He could not see the slightest trace of a human being, and his aura was completely restrained.

Shenguang saw the black shadow first and patted Feng Yuchun on the shoulder.

Jiang Shenwu, Wu He and Qi Shang sensed a cold aura.

Several people glanced at the black shadow.

The sealing shaft blinked, and within the context of the sealing, there was no way to hide it by any means of concealment.

He could tell at a glance that the man in black was from the Ancient Demon Clan. Based on his attitude towards Feng Yuchun, he should be the protector of the Ancient Demon Clan.

Feng Yuchun was a little surprised when he saw the man in black: "What are you doing here?"

The man did not speak, but handed a black brocade bag to Feng Yuchun.

When Feng Yuchun saw the kit, he raised his eyebrows.

At this moment, he seemed to feel several eyes focused on him.

The bag of tips handed over by the man in black was the bag containing the jade.

Even Feng Yuchun himself was confused. Why would the clan send spiritual jade at this time and on such an occasion?

Feng Yuchun hesitated for a moment, then took the jade bag.

The man in black gave Feng Yuchun a respectful fist, and then disappeared into the darkness.

"Feng Yuchun, what is that?" Tang Xiaoyu asked playfully.

"I don't know." Feng Yuchun casually put away the jade bag.

"One million and two hundred thousand!" Jiang Shenwu glanced at Feng Yuchun lightly, and then said.

Feng Yuchun subconsciously clutched the brocade bag tightly and secretly scolded the protector who sent the brocade bag.

If you don't come early, you won't come late, but you come at this time.

Jiang Shenwu's sudden bidding attracted Uncle Zi Sang's attention.

At first he thought Qi Shang was bidding deliberately, but after thinking about it carefully, Qi Shang's helpers should have participated in the bidding.

Glancing at Jiang Shenwu, Uncle Zisang bid: "Two million spiritual jade!"

Another two million spiritual jade!

The entire auction venue suddenly erupted into a sensation.

The attention of everyone present was focused on Uncle Zisang.

Secretly sighing, he is worthy of being the southern ruler of Kanfang, and his actions are magnanimous.

First, there was a 2 million spirit jade man who bought the remaining nine-turn red yang energy, and then there was a 2 million bid for a scroll of the ancient world of disaster.

Soon, everyone turned their attention to Jiang Shenwu.

He was the one who raised the high price of 1.5 million. Uncle Zi Sang participated in the bidding. I wonder if he will continue to increase the price.

Jiang Shenwu frowned, looked hesitant, pursed his lips and hesitated to speak.

Everyone saw his difficulty.

Maybe there are not enough spiritual jade to take.

In fact, Jiang Shenwu is very plain at heart. He can even pay far more than two million, but...

Qi Shang exchanged glances with him, and Jiang Shenwu stopped bidding.

Then Qi Shang continued to bid: "Two and a half million!"

Uncle Zisang looked unhappy for a while.

It’s Qi Shang again.

This person paid special attention to the young man in black.

Realizing that Qi Shang's expression was no longer as relaxed as before, but rather solemn as if he was responsible, Uncle Zisang continued to bid: "Three million."

With a sound, Qi Shang's eyes suddenly turned and glanced at Uncle Zisang.

Uncle Zisang caught a glimpse of the deep forbearance hidden in Qi Shang's eyes.

He wanted to get the scroll that contained the method of practicing ancient Era magic.

Uncle Zisang's eyes were full of sarcasm, and his face was full of sneers.

Today we want to see if Young Master Qi Shang from the Qianyuan Wasteland is willing to spend a lot of money.

Qi Shang took a deep look at Uncle Zisang and seemed to have made up his mind: "Three million and two hundred thousand."

Until this time, there were no more bids in the entire auction venue.

"Three and a half million." Uncle Zisang was a cheerful person and directly increased the price.

Qi Shang was about to speak but stopped.

Uncle Zisang's face was full of joy.

Just when he was about to win, someone suddenly spoke.

"four million!"

The voice had a thick nasal sound and was a little hoarse, coming from a corner where no one cared.

As soon as he opened his mouth, he attracted everyone's attention. It was a man wearing a green gown and short brown hair.

The man was holding the brocade bag at his waist with one hand, as if he was thinking about something.


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