"Everyone, I won't go into details about the value of this inscription spirit pen. Now the auction starts with an starting price of 80 million spirit stones, and each time the price is 5 million, we will set a small goal first and make it worth 100 million."
Ren Tianxing waved his hand and glanced at all the inscription masters, and finally he looked at Chi Di Yan inadvertently.
"Haha, since it's a good thing, then my barbarians will fight for it no matter what!"
Chi Diyan understood immediately and smiled and opened his mouth, "Eighty-five million!"
"The barbarians are only suitable for swinging sledgehammers. They also want to get involved in the things that belong to my human inscription master. They really dream in the daytime. I pay 90 million!"
The ancient poem has picturesque eyebrows and eyes, and the phoenix eyes are full of arrogance, and the feathered sleeves are gently brushing, and they shout.
"Ninety-five million!"
On the tenth floor, several human strong men with cold expressions spoke, and their introverted aura seemed to be a mouthful of ancient wells, making people unable to understand the reality of the false.
"Are you competing with me? See who is richer than me, 100 million!"
He showed a rather obscene smile at Gu Shiyun, and Chi Diyan slapped her in to follow.
He has full confidence in this treasure and can raise the price to an unprecedented level, and he will also make a fortune from it.
"One hundred million..."
At the location where Gongzi Yuan was, the short and strong man also joined the bidding team, so he naturally represented Gongzi Yuan.
As the prices continued to rise, not only did the number of participants not decrease, but also increased a few more. The group of people were fighting red and there was a tendency to fight in groups if they had a disagreement.
In a blink of an eye, the auction price of the Zijin Spirit Pen was raised by more than 300 million.
In contrast, the previous auctions seemed like children playing house.
"They obviously need this spiritual pen, too?"
Sitting on the chair with a calm expression, Ye Feng glanced at Gongziyuan and Gu Zhanqing. One of them came from the inscription family and the other was a famous rising star in the Tianyuan Sect. He should not be missing the inscription spiritual pen.
But regardless of grade or effectiveness, the Zijin Spirit Pen obviously has to significantly surpass the ordinary two- or third-grade spiritual pen, so that both Gongzi Yuan and Gu Zhanqing will be moved.
In less than a stick of incense, the price has been raised to 500 million, and people below the tenth floor have basically withdrawn from the bidding ranks.
The rest are either those inscription masters or several major forces.
Five hundred million spirit stones, even some third and fourth-grade sects, are not considered a small amount that can be squandered.
Listening to the rising numbers, the cheers from all sides became higher and higher. Although we were unable to participate in this luxurious auction in person, it would be considered...it was worth the trip.
"Five hundred million..."
At one location on the tenth floor, another human warrior asked for a price, but his hesitation could be heard in his voice.
The other people also began to hesitate.
The value of the Purple Ear Spirit Pen is not only this number.
But their spirit stones are almost 500 million or 600 million. One reason is that they are not enough to make up this thing. Secondly, if they spend all the spirit stones, they buy this spiritual pen that has little effect on ordinary warriors, if they continue to do so,
If you have good things, what can you buy?
At this point, only a few responders were left.
Of course, some knowledgeable people like the Great Eagle King should also know that although the spiritual pen is good, it is a hot potato and has never been bidding from the beginning.
"Hehe, it seems that this treasure... still belongs to my barbarians! 5215 million!"
His eyes rolled, and Chi Diyan stirred up the atmosphere in the field and shouted loudly.
Everyone in the auction house looked at Gongzi Yuan and Gu Zhanqing quickly. From beginning to end, there were only two of them, and they had not shown the intention to stop.
As expected, the two sound tubes of short and strong man and ancient poems quickly followed again.
When the price increase reaches 700 million, except for Gongzi Yuan and the other two, only the last human inscription master is still following the price.
"The wealth of the inscription master is indeed not comparable to that of ordinary people..."
The numbers kept soaring, Ye Feng felt a little excited, with more than 700 million spirit stones... For ordinary warriors, even mid- and late-stage warriors in the king realm, it was almost an astronomical number.
However, in the eyes of the inscription master, it is obviously not enough to make them give all their money.
"This thing... won't be more than one billion shots, right?"
While watching, Ye Feng also had some concerns.
Although he had a huge sum of 1.5 billion, the spirit stones could not be used to spend all the money to buy a spirit pen. In addition to buying materials, it would be used to strengthen the cleaning door.
The martial arts, pills, etc. that are required in daily life are equivalent to a gold-swalking beast.
"Junior brother, you are a full man and don't know that the hungry man is hungry. It is true that Gongzi Yuan and Gu Zhanqing's inscriptions are powerful, but they have many followers and more people to support, and the expenses are unimaginable."
"Don't worry, the price is clamoring...it's probably going to stop soon."
Yuan Ningzhen patted Ye Feng's shoulder in a look of a little adult, and said in an old-fashioned manner.
"How do you know so much?"
Half-believing and half-doubtedly, Ye Feng turned his attention to the auction table again.
Sure enough, Yuan Ning’s truth is right. When the ancient poem rhyme was 760 million, the last human inscription master and Gongzi Yuan both withdrew from the price.
From the faces of the two, you can clearly see a hint of helplessness and dissatisfaction.
Unfortunately, 760 million is obviously the limit of most people.
Chi Diyan, who had been acting as a shit stirrer in the middle, was also hesitating in his heart that the price had basically met the expectations of the auction, but he had not played any role in this round.
In this way, the commission you received is almost gone.
This made him very unwilling to accept it.
However, he also had to make a consideration. If... this transaction was hit by his own hands, he would be criticized by the senior executives of the Xueru Auction.
It's not that easy to be...
"Seventy-sixty million times!"
“765 million…”
Just as he was still in a conflict, a slightly lazy voice suddenly spread from the fifth floor.
In an instant, countless eyes gathered on Ye Feng again, and even the upper forces also looked at the fifth level.
"It's that boy again..."
"Damn, who would say he is not a scoundrel? I cut off my head..."
"It's too much, the Blood Slaughter Auction is really too much."
"Look at whether the kid of the Gu family follows him... After all, this is the fourteenth treasure on the inscription list. If you attract the inscription master and the saint master, billions of possible..."
“…”
A series of discussion echoed in the hall, many people yelled angry and cursed, and many people were very curious, wanting to find out whether Gu Zhanqing would continue.
On the other hand... Chi Diyan, who was originally in a state of hesitation, suddenly had an excitement light in his eyes. His eyes looked at Ye Feng like a hungry wolf who saw the little sheep.
Because only he knew that the boy on the fifth floor was not a stipulation at all.
This guy once again exported the bidding, and put it in the last round of bidding, obviously... he was determined to win.
People who are stupid are rich and have a lot of money, like to show off, like this... He has seen too many people at auctions, and the best proof is that they fell into his hands twice.
Hahaha... Since that's the case, when will I not kill him hard?