Chapter 148 Demon Market Auction (II) Asking for a Monthly Pass!

The old demon clan saw that several pairs of eyes in the audience were straight, staring at the tungsten ore, and he was very interested and no longer verbose: "Okay, the starting price of this giant tungsten pyrite is 1,000 Y-pith, and the price will be increased by 100 each time, start now!"

"Fifteen hundred!" At the beginning, someone directly increased the price by 500 pieces, obviously determined to get this tungsten iron ore.

"Sixteen hundred!"

"Seventeen hundred!"

......

People kept holding up signs, and soon the price went up to 2,000. Wu Luo glanced at it, and his heart was happy. The reason why he threw out 5,000 Y-pith generously before was to see how sought-after tungsten pyrite was in Dongtu.

At first, he saw that there was wolframite among the items in the auction, and he almost thought he was wrong. After carefully determining it, I found that it was indeed a piece of tungstenite.

Thirty-six catties of tungsten iron ore has become a "giant" level in Dongtu and in the mouth of the old demon clan, but in fact, ferrotungsten is heavy, but it is only the size of a baby's head.

Of this size, there are mountains of Wuluo's "Land of Abundance"!

Last time he went back to the Moyun Peak mine, Wu Luo collected the ore again, and a small half of it continued to give most of the Pengjing Shenmu Forest Shi to the side.

Wu Luo looked at Yi Long and Zhu Yan, and the two were also dumbfounded. Although they couldn't understand the language of the demon clans, the two of them could now see that the "rare treasure" that was being fought over was indeed an ordinary tungstenite!

One can imagine what a huge impact this is for the two of them, just like Wu Luo can see the business opportunities in it, Yi Long and Zhu Yan are not stupid, and of course they understand what this means.

Qi Yuan and Qiong Twelve, who were beside Wu Luo, were also staring at the ore very actively, and they had the intention to bid, but they were helpless and shy - the wood god mound was indeed poor in Dongtu, and it was said that Wu Luo had a lot of shares, but in fact, those things could not be sold at a price in Dongtu. Because the eastern soil has not been developed at all, there are many kinds of heavenly and earthly treasures, unless it is particularly against the sky, the others are not very precious.

The grass bag that Wu Luo got from the high priest last time, and if he took it back to Zhongzhou, it could cause a Xiuzhen war, but if it was placed in Dongtu, it would be two hundred y-pith at most.

In the end, the "Big Mac" wolframite was bought for 3,100 y-pith, and the buyers were extremely happy and cheered.

The others went straight to the table and cursed.

Qi Yuan regretted: "If we can get it, we can raise the defensive formation of the shrine to a big level, alas, ......"

Wu Luo ignored Qi Yuan, but looked at the other eleven auction items, wondering in his heart that since tungsten pyrite was so valuable, wouldn't he be a rich man?

Wu Luo couldn't help but laugh when he thought about it.

The next auction was a thunder rhino horn. The thunder rhinoceros is an ancient divine beast, although it is not as good as the nine-tailed fox and the phoenix divine bird, but it is born to be able to trigger the nine heavens divine thunder, and the thunder rhinoceros at its peak can send thirty-six nine-day thunderstorms at a time, flattening a hill.

This thunder rhino horn was found in a certain ancient place, otherwise it would not be easy to get the thunder rhino horn.

It's just that the thunder rhino doesn't know how many years it has been dead, and there is hardly any thunder and lightning divine power left in the thunder rhino horn, so that the value of this thunder rhino horn has been reduced by at least ninety, so it will end up in Kui Jiu's auction house.

This kind of thing is not popular, because the actual value is not much, but the price is never too cheap.

Wu Luo felt that it didn't matter: what the demon clan needed was the divine power contained in it, but the monks only needed the affinity between this thing and the thunder and lightning element. So whether there is thunder and lightning divine power in it or not, it is the same for monks.

The reserve price was 800 Y-Cui, and soon Wu Luo won this Thunder Rhino Horn with 2,000 Y-Cui.

The joy of this uā money uā made Qi Yuan and Qiong Twelve heartbroken.

After taking the next nine auction items, Wu Luo was unceremoniously, no matter what the price was, whether it was worth it or not, he shouted a high price and auctioned it first. His actions made the people around him very annoyed, and every time the auction ended, someone slapped the table and pointed at Wu Luo and scolded.

The auction of the demon clan is this trend, and Wu Luo never returns the favor. But the people who scolded him soon found that Wu Luo would definitely compete with them for the next item he wanted to photograph, and no matter how high the price they shouted, Wu Luo would increase the price by 100 and suppress them.

After a few times, everyone else knew that this kid was wilted, hateful, and wealthy. Those who can sit here to participate in the auction, although they are bold but not stupid, understand that there is no need to spoil a big event for the sake of anger, the auction hall gradually quieted down, and it became the most civilized and orderly auction in the history of the Sunset Wasteland Demon City!

When it came to the last auction item, everyone was gearing up, and this was the finale, and everyone was optimistic about it.

The buyers stared at Wu Luo worriedly, afraid that this kid would come out again. However, this time, Wu Luo died down, and did not raise a single sign, and in the end, the twelfth auction item was sold at a price of 3,600 y-cui, which was far lower than expected.

The reason why Wu Luo didn't fight for the last thing was because it was also a piece of metal ore, a more precious blue crystal gold than tungsten iron - but for Wu Luo, it was useless at all.

After the auction ended, Wu Luo patted his ass and got up, and was about to go out easily, but found that there were two people missing from him, and when he turned around, Qi Yuan and Qiong Twelve sat in place and did not move, cold sweat broke out.

"Let's go, what's wrong with you two?"

Qi Yuan smiled, which was more ugly than crying: "Priest Wuluo, you have photographed a total of ten items, with a total price of twenty-nine thousand Y-marrow ......"

Wu Luo smiled: "You are easy to remember."

As he spoke, he turned around and left, and Qi Yuan and Qiong Twelve hurriedly caught up: "Lord Sacrifice, 29,000 Y-marrow, if you sell our entire Wood God Tomb, you can't make up so much money." ”

Wu Luo then understood, you are worried about this, come with me, I have money, I don't have to sell the wooden shrine. Besides, even if the wooden god mound is sold, it is estimated that no one wants it. ”

Qi Yuan and Qiong Twelve followed behind anxiously, it's not that the two of them haven't seen the world, it's really that the two of them have never seen so much money in their lives, and they always feel that even if they are "rich", they can't be so rich, right?

It's like someone who has lived in a small mountain village all his life, and the news is blocked, and the biggest household he has ever seen is the village chief who has more than a dozen acres of paddy fields in the village, and suddenly tells him that there are people in this world who have thousands of hectares of fertile land, and he probably won't believe it.

Not far from Wu Luo, someone stepped forward and saluted: "Sir, please come with me." ”a！~！