Ancient Fiend Dragon Emperor

"Yeah, I remembered it!"

"There are indeed two of Jinyang Patriarch's last batch of elixirs. One of them has been devoured, but it has not received any blessings."

"Could it be that the inheritance of ancestor Jin Yang is just a gimmick?"

Everyone fell silent, even the monk who was about to call out the price at the beginning paused slightly at this moment.

Shangguan Mingxin looked angry and looked at Box 1 again.

I saw Yun Congcong pulling Song Mingshu's ear, seemingly extremely dissatisfied and with an angry look on his face.

"This Song Mingshu is deliberately going against Yun Qianqian!"

In Box 2, Nangong Yu also frowned slightly.

Everyone present was not a fool, and it was only the first time. However, Song Mingshu spoke again and again about the shortcomings of the auction items. Everyone could understand that this was a deliberate attempt to raise the profile of Yun Qianqian. .

And Yun Congcong's angry look looked so hypocritical and hypocritical.

"When cultivating as a monk, you seize the day and night." Su Han said calmly.

"A fish can live in the lake and the sea, but why does it yearn for the sea?"

"Like a tree, one meter high is also a tree, and one hundred meters high is also a tree. But why does it expect to reach the sky?"

"For example, people can survive by eating simple meals, and they can also survive by eating delicious food. But why do people want to be rich?"

"The same goes for this Jinyang Pill!"

Su Han's voice spread throughout the audience, "The first Jinyang Pill was swallowed up and was not inherited. This just shows that the inheritance is very likely to be in this second Jinyang Pill!"

"Moreover, even if this second Jinyang Pill is really swallowed, it will not be inherited. But at least we have tried hard, right? What if this Jinyang Pill has the inheritance of the Jinyang Patriarch? What? What if you get not just a trace of inheritance, but all of it?"

"From the time we started practicing until now, who could know what kind of cultivation we would have in the future and how powerful we would be? But aren't we still on this road, walking forward courageously regardless of our own safety?"

"Today's efforts may not necessarily bring you rewards, but if you don't pay, there will definitely be no rewards!"

These words are booming, every word is precious, and it goes straight to my heart!

Like thunder, all the monks fell silent.

After a long time, Song Mingshu sneered and said, "It's easy for you to say, those are billions of spiritual stones. With these spiritual stones, what can't be done? You can buy pills, spiritual objects, weapons, equipment, even the simplest ones. You can also directly absorb the spiritual power and use it to improve your own cultivation!"

"yes……"

Su Han smiled lightly and said, "But how far can you go if you rely on these spiritual stones? Your whole life, you have to rely on these spiritual stones to accumulate them? Can the spiritual stones make you become the Dragon King? Can you become the Dragon King? Dragon Sovereign Realm?”

"Then this Jinyang Pill can make you become the Dragon Emperor and the Dragon Sovereign?" Song Mingshu snorted coldly.

"I think you all have heard of Patriarch Jin Yang. His talent is not very high, but in the end, he still became a strong man in the Dragon King Realm!"

"What does this mean? It means that if you can obtain the inheritance of Ancestor Jin Yang and practice with the methods of Ancestor Jin Yang, then you can see the road to the Dragon King Realm no matter how low your qualifications are!"

Su Han spoke slowly, shocking the monks in the field again.

"you……"

Song Mingshu still wanted to argue, but someone said loudly, "Stop talking. We, the monks, are fighting for the future. I have the spirit stone, but this is the only chance for Jinyang Patriarch to inherit it! I will directly increase the price by 100 million." , 1.1 billion spiritual stones!"

"Haha, ancestor Jin Yang's inheritance is not just 1.1 billion spiritual stones, but 1.3 billion!"

"Why bother with all the nonsense? If you want to bid, just bid two billion!"

"Don't waste time, 2.5 billion!"

"Three billion!"

"Thirty-one billion!"

"If you don't have money, don't talk here, 3.5 billion!"

Soon, the price was raised to 5.2 billion, and it looks like it is still rising.

When the gavel in Yun Qianqian's hand finally fell, the price of the Jinyang Pill reached 8.2 billion, hundreds of millions more than the mind-destroying beast's distraction.

This price made Yun Qianqian's delicate body tremble.

Originally, she had expected that the final price of the Heart-Destroying Beast Distraction should be around 3 billion, but in the end, it ended up being 7.6 billion.

As for this Jinyang Pill, it is not expected to be higher than the distraction of the Heart-Destroying Beast. After all, it is only a purple-gold level elixir. Even at the peak of the purple-gold level, it is worth more than 2 billion at most.

But he never thought that under Su Han's words, the price would quadruple what was expected, which was measured in hundreds of millions!

"Su Baliu!!!"

In Box 1, Song Mingshu's face was livid, his fists were clenched, and the three words Su Baliu were spat out almost one by one.

If it weren't for Su Han, even if these two auction items could be auctioned, the price would never be too high under his own words.

But Su Han's existence made him a joke, a step to raise the price!

"If you're not sure, you'd better keep your mouth shut." Yun Congcong's voice was cold.

In the following time, the auction items were presented one by one.

In order to prepare for this auction, Yun Qianqian really put a lot of thought into it, and everything was of the highest quality.

But with the presentation of these auction items, Song Mingshu would speak more or less, hoping to use this to undermine Yun Qianqian's confidence and at the same time lower the prices of those auction items.

And every time he spoke, he was rejected by Su Han with extremely sharp words, which added another level to the price of the auction item.

After the normal auction, Song Mingshu was a joke. Many monks already knew that Song Mingshu was deliberately targeting Yun Qianqian, so in the end, no matter what Song Mingshu said, basically no one paid attention to him anymore.

On the contrary, Su Han's words were very reasonable and made them nod their heads.

The atmosphere of the auction was already hot, and the tit-for-tat confrontation between Song Mingshu and Su Han added a lot of excitement to the auction.

All the monks can't wait for the next item to appear.

Yun Qianqian still had a smile on her face, but when she looked at Song Mingshu and Yun Congcong, she was filled with disappointment and coldness.

Especially when looking at Song Mingshu, Yun Qianqian deliberately raised her chin, as if in provocation.

Yun Congcong kept scolding Song Mingshu. This time he was not pretending, but for real...

If it weren't for Song Mingshu, this auction would never have been so successful and in full swing.

"The following is the auction of the last ten final items."

As soon as Yun Qianqian said these words, the breathing of the whole audience suddenly became rapid.

End of this chapter