Updated: 2012-11-20

Chapter 127 Eight hundred and twenty thousand and one, the pit is you

On the auction table, a wonderful girl held a golden tray in her hand, and on the tray paper, a red gold armor continued to bloom, which was a treasure at a glance. No pop-up update fast // []

Even Su Yan didn't expect that the first auction item would be so valuable, and the medium-grade spiritual weapon was already very rare, and Jiao Nanshan, as a master of the Yuanwu Realm, left Su Yan with a sky-shaking hammer.

Under normal circumstances, only the powerhouses of the Yuanwu Realm have the opportunity to have a medium-grade spiritual weapon, as for the high-grade spiritual weapon, it is even rarer and extremely precious, I am afraid that only the top existence of the Yuanwu Realm like Jin Chixiao and the Peace Demon King can have it, as for the superb spiritual weapon above, it is a real Xuanwu Realm master who has the opportunity to get it, and such a strong person is still far away from himself.

If the medium-grade spiritual weapon is precious, then the defensive medium-grade spiritual weapon is definitely even rarer, and the Peace Demon King is coming up to give a bombshell, no wonder all the monks are excited.

"The Heavenly Turtle Silk Armor is the use of a rare alien beast Sea Dragon Turtle shell, and the topmost layer of Tianyun silk, smelted out in the land of the extreme sun, how is its defensive ability, I don't think there is much to say, everyone has a number in their hearts, now I announce, the Heavenly Turtle Silk Armor, the reserve price is 200,000 yuan dan"

The old man's voice was like a bell, and he reported the reserve price of the Heavenly Turtle Silk Armor, and the entire venue was suddenly silent, for ordinary monks, 200,000 yuan pills, that is an unimaginable wealth, I am afraid that only those powerful forces can take out 200,000 yuan pills at will.

"Two hundred and fifty thousand"

In the venue, someone shouted out a price, directly raising the price by 50,000, and the quotation was the head of a small sect at the peak of the Lingwu Realm, he quoted the price of 250,000, his eyes were red, and he was excited, obviously, this was the maximum limit he could bear. 【Leaf*】【*】

Although 250,000 yuan pills are a lot, the Heavenly Turtle Silk Armor is indeed worth this price, sure enough.

"300,000"

Some people directly raised the price by 50,000, tens of thousands of monks, and there is really no shortage of wealthy people.

"Half a Million"

This voice came from the No. 9 VIP room, it was the yellow-haired old man in Ling Xuan Pavilion, in the previous auctions, the characters in the VIP room usually did not make a move until the later stage of the auction, when a heavy treasure appeared, but this time the first one was to attract the VIP room to shout the price, but it is understandable to think about it, a medium-grade defensive spirit weapon is enough to make those big forces tempted.

Ling Xuan Pavilion directly quoted a sky-high price of 500,000 yuan, this value has exceeded the price of the Heavenly Turtle Silk Armor itself, for a while, the whole scene suddenly quieted down, and someone whispered below, since there are people in the VIP room, they only have the share of watching the show, and they are too much worse than wealth.

The head of the small sect who was the first to shout the price, finally reluctantly glanced at the turtle silk armor on the auction table, and shook his head unwillingly, 500,000 yuan, and he couldn't get it out of the pot and selling iron.

"500,000, it's already 500,000, the turtle silk armor, the first magic weapon led to the VIP shot, you can imagine the preciousness of the turtle silk armor, and no one has a higher price, all the VIPs, only 500,000 will give up, and I will definitely regret it for life in the future."

The old man on the auction table was like a river, Su Yan finally knew why the Peace Demon King chose this old man as the auctioneer, this is a talent, no one needs him to use.

"550,000"

Sure enough, as soon as the old man's voice fell, a voice came from another VIP room. [~]

"600,000"

"Sixty fifty thousand"

"700,000"

Soon, the price of the Sky Tortoise Silk Armor was quoted at a sky-high price of 700,000 yuan, which was far beyond the price of the Sky Tortoise Silk Armor itself.

"800,000, hum! This day the turtle silk armor, the old man is bound to get it"

The yellow-haired old man in the No. 9 VIP room snorted coldly, gritted his teeth and quoted the sky-high price of 800,000 yuan, it can be seen that this price is already the biggest bottom limit for the yellow-haired old man, for a while, the entire venue was silent, the sky-high price of 800,000 yuan, no one is fighting anymore, after all, the auction has just begun, no one knows what treasures will appear in the future, those VIPs, also want to preserve their strength, after all, although the sky turtle silk armor is precious, it is not worth the price of 800,000, that is, everyone thought that the sky turtle silk armor should belong to Ling Xuan Pavilion, and when the old man was about to shout the result, a lazy voice came from the eighth VIP room。

"800,000 and 1 Yuan Dan"

As soon as this price was quoted, the whole audience almost fainted, and the old man at the auction table stumbled and almost fell, he almost suspected that there was something wrong with his ears, and he had never seen such a bid.

"Damn, this person can't be sick, add a person Yuan Dan, isn't this a molest?"

"It's that small, it's that Mu Feng, this little one actually has a VIP card, he exploded this price, and it was clear that he was going against Ling Xuan Pavilion."

"Damn, this person is too talented, 800,000 and one, can he be a little more superb?"

Su Yan quoted a goddamn price, and the faces of everyone in Ling Xuan Pavilion next door were red and white, and the yellow-haired old man almost fainted.

And at this moment, Su Dashao was sitting on the sofa, crossing Erlang's legs, looking complacent, if you are old, add one, see if you follow, anyway, you are rich, if you don't follow, the turtle silk armor is always wanted, you Ling Xuan Pavilion has no ability, and it is a big shame for a junior to lose the magic weapon because of a person Yuan Dan, and it is a big shame.

"Eight hundred and twenty thousand"

Sure enough, the yellow-haired old man gritted his teeth again and said, he really wanted to shout out the price of 800,000 and two, but unfortunately, Ling Xuange's face could not be lost, and more importantly, the yellow-haired old man was now at the point where it was difficult to ride a tiger, he had to follow, and if he didn't follow, if he gave up because of a person, Ling Xuange would also become a laughing stock.

"Eight hundred and twenty thousand one Yuan Dan"

Su Yan's lazy voice sounded again, this time, everyone was going to faint, such a price, what a superb person this person should be.

"Giggles, male, the VIP next door is probably going to be by you"

Beside Su Yan, the wonderful girl smiled and smiled, and couldn't help but look at the face of this old-fashioned young man, and secretly said in his heart, this person is so sincere, why is his heart so bad.

"Small, you look for death"

The angry voice of the yellow-haired old man reached Su Yan's ears, full of murderous intent.

"Yellow-haired ghost, you don't have to scare me, this armor is also inevitable, now is the auction site, if you continue to shout the price, call yours, don't not shout, this armor is old"

Su Yan is not afraid at all, several people's grievances have been accepted, so he will simply offend to the end, if you want to kill the old, the old will pit you first, after Su Yan's nonsense, no matter whether Ling Xuange can get the Heavenly Turtle Silk Armor in the end, he will lose face.

"Count you ruthless. When the old man kills you, the Sky Turtle Silk Armor is also the old man's."

The yellow-haired old man gritted his teeth and decided to give up, although this would affect Ling Xuan Pavilion's face because of the loss of the Heavenly Turtle Silk Armor of a Human Yuan Dan, but he had to give up, because he knew that this guy on the eighth would definitely follow him all the time, that is, to embarrass himself, rather than be embarrassed in the end, it is better to give up now, the old man swore in his heart that as long as he left the Peace Island, he would immediately kill this guy, and when the time came, the Heavenly Turtle Silk Armor would also be his own.

"Eighty-two thousand and one, is there a higher price, is there any, is there any"

The old man said the price of this mouth, couldn't help but pout, and shouted at the No. 9 VIP room, the angry yellow-haired old man couldn't wait to go down and beat the old man's mouth crookedly, ya, don't chase after the old man, you shout a fart, isn't it embarrassing.

"Alas, it's a pity, because a human Yuan Dan and the Heavenly Turtle Silk Armor missed, it's a pity, it's a pity"

The old man shook his head regretfully, he deliberately reminded that it was because of a human Yuan Dan that he directly put the yellow-haired old man on the verge of rage, and he couldn't wait to immediately go through the wall and enter the next door, and slap Su Yan into slag, hateful, this person is really hateful.

"Eighty-two thousand and one time, eighty-two thousand and one time, eight hundred and twenty thousand and thirteen times, without shouting a higher price, now I announce that the Heavenly Turtle Silk Armor belongs to the Mufeng Daoyou of the eighth"

The old man didn't seem to feel the anger coming from the No. 9 VIP room, and shouted eight hundred and twenty-one three times in a row, and the yellow-haired old man felt that his lungs were about to explode.

"Ling Xuan Pavilion was planted in the hands of a loose cultivator this time, it was really a big shame."

"Haha, let them go crazy, it's not shallow to be bathed in the wind pit now, the people of Ling Xuan Pavilion are estimated to be green now."