Dou Po: Lord of the Great Thousand

"3.3 million!"

The old voice sounded again, and after the quotation, he continued to speak: "Shunya, do you really want to make a big fuss with me in this Demon Swamp City and let outsiders see the joke?"

This old voice came from the room on the left side of Tang Ling. It was one of the two fighting emperors who had just been competing for the ownership of Soul Transformation Yanzhi.

The other Douhuang should be the one the old man called Centipede.

"Hehe, President Luo Yan is joking. Treasures can be obtained by those who are able to do so. Centipede is just asking for a normal price, so why are we so quarrelsome with you?" Douhuang named Centipede chuckled, and his tone was quite dissatisfied with Luo Yan.

Disapproval.

After Centipede replied to Luo Yan, he shouted loudly again: "3.5 million!"

"Okay, okay, it seems that your Centian Mansion is really rich. In this case, I won't win over people's love, hum!" Luo Yan in the box turned pale when he heard Centipede's bid again.

Listening to the words of the two fighting emperors outside, Tang Ling felt that their names were somewhat familiar, but he couldn't remember them.

However, the issue at this time was not about the two of them, but about Bai Li asking him to bid for Huanhun Yanzhi.

Of course he can afford it. After all, there are many good things in his ring. The key is that he doesn't want to be taken advantage of.

Seeing Tang Ling refusing to pay even a dime, Bai Li looked at him with disdain, opened his mouth and spat out a ring, and floated it in front of Tang Ling.

"I didn't ask you to pay, look at you looking like a miser!"

After taking the ring, Tang Ling glanced at it, ignoring Bai Li's sarcasm. His mouth opened unconsciously, and his eyes were filled with twinkling stars.

Seeing Tang Ling's appearance, Bai Li was furious. He hit Tang Ling's forehead hard with his dragon claw and said angrily: "Hurry up and take a picture of it for me. You are really worthless. He is exactly the same as Tang Su back then!"

"Yes, yes, you are right!" Tang Ling said a few words casually, and finally came back to his senses from the acceptance of the precept.

Seeing that the auctioneer was about to drop the hammer on the auction stage, Tang Ling quickly called out the price: "Four million, I am also very interested in this soul-changing tobacco!"

The voice was clear and clear, and the bidding of 4 million rang out. The auctioneer hammered his hand, and a look of joy appeared on his face.

Centipede's happy face in the box suddenly froze, and her face began to turn gloomy.

"Haha, Centipede, I didn't expect you to be that rich!" After a dozen breaths, Luo Yan saw someone calling out a price of 4 million, but Centipede didn't say a word and quickly laughed.

In a box far away from Tang Ling, a middle-aged man who looked slightly older was sitting on a chair.

Centipede is dressed in a light green robe. The most eye-catching thing is that there is a pitch black centipede painted on his face. Under his gloomy expression, the centipede is like a living creature, slowly squirming, giving people a strange feeling.

The cold evil spirit.

"snort!"

Centipede snorted coldly, ignoring Luo Yan's ridicule, and looked straight at Tang Ling's box through the crystal screen in front of him.

If it weren't for the fact that the opponent's aura was not much weaker than his own, he might have been tempted to strike first at this moment, but thinking about the last thing, Centipede still endured it secretly.

"Since you are interested in this soul-transforming smoke, I will give it to you."

The fight for the private rooms on the second floor was so unbridled that everyone in the hall on the first floor was silent. The show between the king and the king did not look as easy as they imagined.

In the end, Huhun Yanzhi was acquired by Tang Ling for 4 million.

And these expenses were less than 30% of the contents of Bai Li's ring. When he took the ring just now, Tang Ling was shocked by the resources in the ring. Bai Li was still a little rich dragon.

The Soul-Transforming Yanzhi fell into Tang Ling's hands, and the second final item was an egg.

The egg of the seventh-level monster Nethergreen Python!

The corner of Tang Ling's mouth twitched crazily. Are the people in Demon Marsh City really not afraid of death? They even dare to steal the eggs of seventh-level monsters.

However, having said that, even if you may have to face the pursuit of a seventh-level monster to buy this egg, the bidding is still soaring like crazy.

Seven million!

Eight million!

It wasn't until the Dou Huang of the Heavenly Snake Mansion bid out a price of twelve million that he finally pocketed the egg of the dark green python.

Tang Ling couldn't help but sigh that just one egg could be sold for twelve million.

But when I think about it, as long as there are enough resources, this egg can become a seventh-level magical beast within a few decades, then the twelve million is really worth it.

However, even the seventh-level monster's egg was only in second place, so the real finale of this auction made Tang Ling even more curious.

The soul-transforming smoke and seventh-level eggs alone would not attract so many people to this auction.

While he was thinking, Bai Li suddenly returned under the cloak and said via voice transmission: "Someone is coming, be careful!"

Hearing this, Tang Ling pulled the cloak over his head and stared at the box door with an uncertain expression.

There was a knock on the door. Sensing the woman outside who didn't look like a fighter, Tang Ling frowned slightly and said calmly: "Come in!"

There was a woman, in her twenties or thirties, wearing red gauze and green emerald green. She looked hazy and seductive. The woman was holding a tray, and on the tray were a jade box and an envelope.

Tang Ling looked strange, but he saw the woman bowing and saluting, holding the tray with both hands, and spoke slowly and charmingly: "Lord Douhuang, this is the soul-changing smoke that you bought. Please pay for it. In addition, in the letter,

This is the introduction of the final product, please read it before deciding whether to bid!”

Taking the woman's tray, Tang Ling threw out an ordinary Nai Ring, which contained enough materials worth 4 million gold coins.

The woman in red gauze caught the ring, and after examining it, she respectfully said: "Please leave, my slave!"

When the woman walked out of the box and Tang Ling's soul sealed the box, Bai Li spoke slowly: "I'll put the Soul Transformation Yanzhi with you first. Take a look at the letter. How can the Lord of Demon Marsh be so secretive about auctioning something?

, it will definitely be a treasure.”

After hearing Bai Li's words, Tang Ling also nodded. When he looked outside, he saw that the auction house had begun to drive away the customers in the hall.

"Haha, it's so secretive, and you actually have to drive away everyone under Dou Wang. Let's see what tricks the Demon Swamp City is playing?" Tang Ling chuckled, took the letter from the tray, and slowly opened it.

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After a long time, Tang Ling's throat surged and he said to Bai Li, "Is this thing real? And let alone refining this thing, I'm afraid whoever touches it will die!"

Bai Li glanced around the second floor, a hint of understanding flashing in his sky-blue eyes.

"This thing, let alone Dou Wang, means that if a strong Dou Huang is prepared, whoever touches him will basically die. It's just..."

"Just what?" Tang Ling asked curiously, could there be any exceptions?

"It's just that, haven't you noticed that half of the Douwang Douwang present today are related to poison? Moreover, there are probably no less than five poison masters present!" Bai Li landed on Tang Ling's shoulder, word by word.

He said suddenly.

Tang Ling raised his eyebrows and said, "People from the Izumo Empire? When you said that, I remembered where I had heard those two names."

"Huh?" Bai Li asked.

"My mother once told me about the powerful men from several nearby countries. In the past, I rarely had contact with them, so I put them aside." Tang Ling's eyes were bright and lively. After a moment of pause, he continued, "Shunya, the people of Izuyun Centian Mansion.

The master of the palace, as for Luo Yan, is the vice president of the Izumo Alchemist Guild!"