The competition was fierce, and before the person's voice fell, another monk spoke: "I think this divine medicine should belong to me, three million and a half million ......."

In the audience, a monk whispered, "Who is that mighty man? ”

"That person's name is Yu Qin, who is from the Tongtian Palace, and is ranked one hundred and ninety-three on the heavenly list, and the other is He Qing, who is from the Qiankun Sect, and is ranked two hundred and ten on the heavenly list, and as for the last one, he is called Dian, who is from Xi Kunlun, and is ranked one hundred and ninety-nine on the heavenly list......"

The monk was suspicious: "It's actually them, didn't they say that they have been cultivating outside?" Why are they all back......?"

"You don't know, they came back to participate in this auction, not only them, but almost all the demons on the heavenly list have returned, so the City of Ten Thousand Worlds is the most lively ...... these days."

The monk was stunned for a long time before he came back to his senses, and his gaze swept towards the whole hall, "It's all back! It doesn't seem like there are many people coming to the auction site, right?"

"Naturally, you can't see it here, you don't see those rooms, those demons are in those rooms, I heard that anyone who is within a hundred places on the heavenly list, the Four Great Treasure Pavilions have prepared a quiet room for each of them, where is it like us, in this hall......"

The monk said enviously: "It's so good! It's really different from people, when would I be treated like this......

"Don't talk about it, look, the auction of this magic medicine seems to be coming to an end!"

Those who continue to bid are all disciples of the major sects, many of whom are demonic geniuses on the heavenly list, and for them, this magic medicine is also extremely precious.

"Amitabha, four million ......" In a room, a Buddha horn suddenly sounded, and there was no need to think about it, it must be someone from Da Lei Yin Temple.

However, as soon as this voice fell, there was immediately a wild laugh, the laughter revealed coldness, and even murderous intentions, "Kurong bald donkey, with me, you can't get this magic medicine, I'll pay four and a half million, haha......"

"Four ,600,000 ......"

"Hmph, I'm going to set the magic medicine, five million!"

In the hall, all the monks, listening to the numbers in their ears, didn't know what to say, in addition to being shocked, everyone knew that this magic medicine might not be available to them, and these demons of the Ancient Great Sect had already fought openly and secretly.

"Aofeng, don't be arrogant, do you have immortal stones, I'll give six million!"

"Wow......"

The auction scene is boiling again, six million, what kind of concept is this, this is almost equivalent to the annual income of a small sect.

The price reached six million, and at this time, someone gradually calmed down, although the magic medicine is precious, but there are auction items behind, there is no need to disrupt their plans for a magic medicine.

Immediately, a group of people secretly gave up the bid for the miracle medicine.

At this time, there were about five or six people participating in the competition, and they came from the Great Leiyin Temple, the Styx Temple, the Wa Imperial Palace, the West Kunlun, the Tongtian Palace, and the Wuzhuang Temple.

And the person bidding in the Wa Palace was none other than Tu Ling, who was also involved, looking like that, it seemed that he was determined to get the magic medicine, and he didn't hesitate to bid.

"Amitabha, 6.2 million. "The withering glory of the Great Lei Yin Temple has bid again.

With a cold sound, the person from the Styx Hall also said, "Six and a half million ......."

Everyone present knew that there was a grudge between the Styx Temple and the Great Thunder Yin Temple, and this grudge was the kind that could not be resolved when they met.

"Bloodstained, you're making trouble with sincerity!" "For the bloodstained behavior of the Styx Temple, some people opened their mouths to drink, and every time they arrived at the bloodstained place, the other party raised the price violently, and no one could stand it.

"Hmph, what's the matter, I'm here to make trouble, in fact, it's okay if you don't want me to make trouble, as long as the withered bald donkey withdraws from the competition, I will quit ......"

"Amitabha, why bother with blood-stained Taoist friends, when is the time for retribution, Taoist friends might as well let go of hatred, enter my Buddhism, share bliss, and don't need to be like Taoist friends now, blinded by hatred, and sink into the Demon Dao......"

A cry came from a room, "Okay, the grudge between the two of you, there's no need to get here, I don't want to see ...... that shouldn't be seen again"

"Amitabha, since the blood-stained Taoist friends don't want the poor monk to bid, then the poor monk's withdrawal is ......" Kurong withdrew, he knew that there was blood staining, he couldn't bid, it was better to take the initiative to withdraw, otherwise it would be bad to cause public anger.

With the withering and glorious withdrawal of the Great Lei Yin Temple, the blood stain really also withdrew, and there were four people participating in the auction, and at this time, it was also a critical moment for the music, and everyone knew that the ownership of this magic medicine would come out soon.

"I'll pay seven million ......" Someone made a bid, it was Tu Ling, and I saw him staring at the magic medicine on the stage, his eyes full of possessiveness.

"Seven million and one million!" someone continued.

"Seven million ...... two million"

"Seven million three thousand!"

The four of them bid one after another, looking at this, no one is willing to give up, it is really too tempting of the miracle medicine, and at this point, no one is willing to give up.

Yi Han was slightly stunned, he didn't expect the magic medicine to be so popular, and it was auctioned at such a high price, if he knew this, he should have taken out some magic medicine and handed it over to Wenyue for auction.

But now to take it out, it shouldn't be too late! After thinking about it, Yi Han got up.

Wen Yue in front of the auction table was watching the competition of everyone, at this time, someone suddenly came to report, saying that someone was looking for someone and was ready to refuse, Wen Yue took a look and found that it was Yi Han, and immediately walked over, full of curiosity about Yi Han Wenyue.

"Yi Daoyou, are you satisfied with this auction?" Wen Yue smiled.

Yi Han said with a smile: "Thank you for the invitation sent by Daoyou, otherwise I will miss this event next......" Immediately, Yi Han didn't talk nonsense, and directly explained his intention.

When Wen Yue heard that Yi Han still had a magic medicine, she was obviously surprised, "Yi Daoyou still has a magic medicine, and you want to give it to us for auction?"

"I don't know if it's okay?"

"Absolutely, it's our pleasure......"

After Yi Han left, Wen Yue looked at the wooden box in his hand, his eyes revealed a fine light, this Yi Han's origin is really not simple, he can take out two magic medicines in a row, there must be more than two in his hands, this person should be a disciple of a great sect or a big person, otherwise how could there be so many magic medicines.

Something like the 10,000-year-old elixir is almost extinct, and the extinction mentioned here is not a physical extinction, but an extinction on the market, and even if you have money, you can't buy it.

This kind of thing is generally only available in those great religions that have a long tradition and profound heritage. Even if these great sects have them, the disciples in these great sects can't get them, and even if they are these geniuses and demons, they can rarely see them.

When Yi Han returned to the hall, the auction of the magic medicine was about to end, and only two people were still bidding at this time, namely West Kunlun and Wa Palace.

Yi Han was a little surprised, this Tu Ling seemed to really need this magic medicine, and Yi Han smiled at this.

"Nine million ......" saw Tu Ling gritting his teeth.