Douluo's first sword

"Nine million!!"

The moment these smooth and calm words sounded, Sara's expression suddenly changed.

"who?!"

His face turned livid, and he suddenly sat up from the sofa. His powerful momentum exploded, and he forcefully pressed down the group of massage girls beside him, sending them all flying out.

Quickly walking out of the room, Salas had a gloomy face. He looked towards the source of the sound, only to find a sharp gaze heading towards him. He couldn't help but froze, and said in a deep voice: "Fang Xuan!"

The person who defeated Salas at the critical moment was none other than Fang Xuan!

Fang Xuan crossed his arms, glanced at Salas lightly, and ignored the platinum bishop of the Spirit Hall.

As early as the soul master preliminaries, he estimated that he had already been on Salas's must-kill list. Since they had become enemies, he was too lazy to save any face for Salas, and he didn't even bother to talk to him. .

Fang Xuan's indifferent reaction angered Salas even more.

"Fang Xuan! Do you really want to go against me?!"

Salas had a gloomy expression, stared at Fang Xuan coldly, and said in a deep voice: "Now I withdraw your offer, I can pretend that what just happened did not happen, and you are still our friend of Wuhun Hall."

As soon as these words came out, there was a commotion in the auction house.

Many people could hear the threat in Salas's voice, and their expressions couldn't help but change. There was a lot of discussion and confusion around them, all waiting to see how Fang Xuan would react.

"Hmph, Bishop Salas, becoming a friend of your Spirit Hall may not be as valuable as you think!"

Fang Xuan snorted coldly and said calmly: "Now we are in the auction house, and it is also in our Tiandou Royal Auction House. I am afraid it is not your Wuhun Palace's turn to act arrogantly. Here, whatever you want, you can just rely on it." You can get it on your own terms, as long as you can afford it!"

"You...good! Good! Good!"

Salas pointed at Fang Xuan, his face turned blue and white, and finally shook his sleeves fiercely, turned around and returned to the room.

"cut!"

Fang Xuan curled his lips, not afraid of Salas' threat at all. He was determined to get this golden soul bone.

After a small interlude, the auctioneer announced loudly: "Congratulations, the Golden Glory torso bone was finally purchased by Fang Xuan. The transaction price was nine million gold soul coins!"

There was a burst of warm applause from all around.

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"There are six million gold soul coins in here!"

When it came time to hand over the auction money, Fang Xuan first handed a purple gold card to Li Changfeng, the manager of the auction house. After thinking for a moment, the soul guide ring on his right hand flashed with light, and a colorful soul bone appeared in his palm.

This soul bone is exactly the ten-thousand-year-old illusory wisdom skull that fell that year!

This soul bone is not suitable for Fang Xuan to absorb, and it is useless if he keeps it. He can just sell it for money to exchange for a soul bone that suits him!

"As for the remaining three million, let's use this soul bone to replace it!"

Taking the colorful soul bone from Fang Xuan's hand, Li Changfeng's eyes suddenly lit up and he said in surprise: "Head soul bone!"

"Well, this soul bone is called the Ten Thousand Years Illusion Wisdom Skull. It is a gemstone and is suitable for auxiliary soul masters. Although it is just an ordinary ten thousand year soul bone, it is a rare head soul bone that can enhance spiritual power. I think the three million should be more than enough." Fang Xuan said lightly.

"Of course! Of course!" Li Changfeng smiled brightly and carefully put away the purple gold card and soul bone. Then he turned his right palm and a round crystal tray appeared in his palm.

The 50,000-year-old Golden Glory torso bone lay quietly in the center of the tray.

"Your Highness, this is your soul bone!"

Li Changfeng smiled and respectfully handed the golden soul bone to Fang Xuan.

Golden Glory Trunk Bone! !

Fang Xuan's eyes were filled with light, and he felt a little excited as he held this golden soul bone.

His fingers gently stroked the smooth surface of the golden soul bone, and a soft warmth flowed down his fingertips, making Fang Xuan marvel. This was indeed a rare and precious soul bone!

Speaking of which, this is the first time he has spent so generously. In the blink of an eye, he spent a total of nine million without even blinking an eyelid. It can be said that he spent money like water!

Still, great value for money!

He believed that this golden soul bone would never let him down.

"Fang Xuan, where did you get so much money, and you actually took a picture of this golden soul bone!" Shui Bing'er blinked and looked at Fang Xuan with curiosity on his face, as if he had discovered a new world. .

"I won't tell you!"

Fang Xuan casually put the golden soul bone into the soul guide, and glanced at Shui Bing'er faintly, am I going to tell you that this was all for Tang San? !

After Fang Xuan took the photo of the torso bone of Golden Glory, the excitement in the auction house not only did not dissipate, but also grew crazily, with cheers like a surging wave!

There are two grand finale treasures in this auction, which attract countless people!

One of them is the 50,000-year-old Golden Glory trunk bone!

And the last treasure has not yet appeared!

According to the rules of the auction house, generally speaking, the items further back are more precious and have a higher value!

Now, even the 50,000-year-old Golden Glory torso bone can only be ranked second!

Many people are secretly guessing what kind of rare treasure this final treasure will be...

Fang Xuan was also looking forward to it. Like many people, he came to the auction house this time just to see the true face of this so-called "god-level treasure".

The auction is coming to an end and the real answer will be revealed soon.

At this moment, the originally noisy auction house suddenly fell silent. Under the gaze of countless blazing eyes, a beautiful maid carefully brought an item that was covered tightly with black cloth.

Everyone's eyes flickered, and they all looked at the mysterious item covered with black cloth on the auction stage without blinking, as if they wanted to get a glimpse of the true appearance of the so-called "artifact"!

"Everyone has been waiting for a long time. Now, I will reveal to you the true identity of the last treasure in our auction house!"

A mysterious smile appeared on the auctioneer's face. Under the intense gaze of everyone, he quickly lifted up the black cloth on the stage with a wave of his hand. The mysterious treasure hidden under the black cloth gradually appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

This is a strange and irregular iron crown, similar to a crown, but half smaller than an ordinary crown. It is only the size of a child's palm and is not suitable for wearing on the head at all.

The iron crown was dark red, stained with rust, and full of traces of time. It had a sense of vicissitudes, and it was still broken. In front of the iron crown, you can vaguely see a bloody skull carved on it, filled with strong murderous aura!

"This is...an artifact?!"

Everyone was stunned for a moment, looking at the broken skeleton iron crown, and they all showed disappointment. It was obviously far from the holy and noble appearance of the artifact in their imagination.

"No, after working on it for a long time, the so-called "artifact" is just this piece of junk!"

"It looks like a fake at first glance. How could the artifact look so shabby?"

"Oh, your auction house came here to amuse us on purpose, right? It made us look forward to it in vain!"

The guests were very disappointed with this dilapidated skull iron crown, and for a while, the whole place was filled with complaints.

Private room on the third floor.

Shui Bing'er and Huo Wu looked at each other and couldn't help but show disappointment. Although they didn't have much hope for the artifact, the item they saw in front of them still greatly disappointed them.

From the moment the skull iron crown appeared, Fang Xuan had been observing this so-called "artifact" intently, and gradually frowned, with a look of thought in his eyes.

It’s definitely not an artifact!

This is Fang Xuan's evaluation of this broken iron crown. He has personally seen the old madman's artifact, the Demonic Sword Hongyu. Overflowing, but far from the Demon Sword!

However, this smell... seems a bit familiar!

Fang Xuan quietly stared at the skull crown in the distance, his eyes releasing a deep light.