Dragon Soul Pill Emperor

When he first saw the Four Sacred Cauldrons, Lin Hao didn't think about recycling.

Because he didn't expect the damaged Four Sacred Cauldrons, Martial Dao origin and Alchemy origin had not dissipated.

I didn't expect that Zhuge Qing was so heaven-defying, even the original power in the tripod could be felt.

In this way, there is a need for recycling.

Now Lin Hao, besides Realm is a bit low, what he lacks most is the power of the origin.

At this time, Zhuge Qing said: "The power of the origin, at least the Sage of the Tribulation Realm can be extracted, indicating that the owner of this tripod is also at least a Sage who has experienced Heavenly Tribulation."

"All of you present here are the pride of heaven, and you might be able to become holy in the future. Although this tripod is a bit damaged, it is of great reference value!"

These words of sanctification are completely nonsense.

In the entire Desolate Ancient Continent, there are only a handful of Tribulation Realm Sages, and the Great Sage that has experienced nine Tribulations is even rarer.

Everyone knew that Zhuge Qing was talking nonsense, but these words were very pleasant.

For a while, the hearts of the people present were moved.

What if it is one of those billions, suddenly enlightened, soaring all the way to Sage?

Buying this tripod and comprehending the original power of Martial Dao and the original power of Alchemy engraved by others in advance is also a precaution.

Seeing everyone's emotions aroused, Zhuge Qing gave a fair price.

"The starting price of this tripod is 3 million medium-grade Spirit Stones, and interested friends should not miss it!" Zhuge Qing put the tripod on the table and said with a smile.

Hearing this price, Lin Hao in Box 3 nodded towards Xiaopang, motioning for him to take a photo later.

Xiaopang made a no problem gesture, quietly waiting for others to bid first.

"This tripod is less demanding, four million!"

Soon, there was a voice from the audience.

The eyes of everyone gathered, and only the bidder was seen as the second prince Tiandou of the Xuelong Empire.

"A dignified prince of a country, this price is too low!" A black-robed man sneered, and then said loudly: "I pay five million!"

"Five hundred and one hundred thousand!"

"5.3 million!"

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At auctions, what is needed is an atmosphere of competition.

After one or two people bid, the others couldn't hold back anymore, and they bid out loudly.

For a time, the sound of bidding continued to fluctuate.

The price of the Four Sacred Ding is rising, and soaring!

The Tiance girl standing on the high platform, with an elegant smile on her face, can always focus on the last bidder for the first time.

After a while, the bidding sound gradually weakened.

The chubby, who was standing behind the screen in the box, secretly smacked his tongue.

"Dammit, this group of hanging hairs maliciously raised the price, and it soared to nine million in a short while!" Xiaopang twitched the corner of his mouth and said.

"A broken tripod has been tripled, this makes money fast!" Qin Yulong also twitched the corner of his mouth.

Tiance's ethereal voice sounded, "His Royal Highness Heaven Dou of the Xuelong Empire bid 9 million medium-grade Spirit Stones, is there any higher one?"

Xiaopang took a deep look at Lin Hao, as if asking if he really wanted to take this broken tripod?

Lin Hao sat on the armchair, holding up the tea cup on the table quietly.

Xiaopang took a deep breath, walked up to the person, and said loudly: "I have nine million and one medium-grade Spirit Stones!"

"Puff!!" Lin Hao squirted out the tea just as he reached his mouth.

The other people in the box also froze for a while, and Qin Yulong exclaimed, "This fat master is really magnificent!"

Not only he was like that, but after Xiaopang shouted the price, the whole venue was silent.

Everyone is paying attention, as if they are looking at Xiaopang with an idiot look.

Tiance took the lead in reacting, revealing a faint smile, "Add one? This fat young man is really joking!"

Xiaopang scratched his head awkwardly, and said confidently: "Who is joking, is it not allowed to add one?"

As soon as this remark came out, everyone was shocked again.

Tiance explained with a smile: "Naturally it is not allowed. When will the Jana auction end one by one? Each increase in price shall not be less than 50,000 yuan!"

Xiaopang suffocated slightly, in the spirit of me not being embarrassed, but the embarrassing attitude of others, vomiting: "Say it earlier!"

Tiance expressed an apology, and said in a deep voice: "Sorry, there may be many first-time guests here. Our work has not been done well. To reiterate, in order not to affect the progress, each time the increase is not less than 50,000! "

Xiaopang curled his lips and said faintly: "That's nine million and fifty thousand!"

Pouch!

Tian Dou sneered in the audience, apparently not planning to give up the Four Sacred Cauldrons, learning Xiaopang's tone, "That's 9.1 million for that young man!"

"Nine hundred and one hundred and fifty thousand!" Xiaopang shouted again.

"9.2 million!" Tian Dou said casually.

In fact, the Spirit Stones he carries with him are not many, but as the second prince of the Xuelong Empire, fifty thousand is not just a squeeze.

Hearing the price increase of fifty-five thousand and fifty thousand for the two, everyone was a black line.

Xiaopang was also a little angry with Tian Dou's arrogant learning attitude, and he directly said loudly: "Ten million!"

"One thousand." Tian Dou was still learning Xiaopang's tone, and suddenly realized something, and hurriedly stopped.

Ten million middle-grade Spirit Stones are 100 million low-grade Spirit Stones.

The belongings he carries with him are worth less than 200 million Spirit Stones.

If you make another bid, if the little Fatty doesn't follow, the next auction will fall into a passive position.

At this point, Tian Dou closed his eyes and didn't plan to grab the Four Sacred Cauldrons anymore.

Tiance looked around the audience and asked with a smile: "This fat boy bids 10 million middle-grade Spirit Stones, is there any higher one?"

"Ten million once!"

"Ten million twice!"

"Ten million three times!"

clang!

The small hammer in Tiance's hand fell, finalizing the ownership of this tripod.

Inside Box No. 5.

The little blue cat sighed softly and said with an old manner: "Master, this Senior Sister Ding will definitely like it, why should I give it to Xiao Lin Hao?"

Tong's grandmother slowly opened her eyes, her young and beautiful face, but there was a trace of inconsistent vicissitudes in her eyes.

"Leave it to him! That kid has settled in Blood Moon City in such a short period of time, he must have noticed the underground dragon veins."

"When the time comes, you might want him to help, so don't grab the things that he values. This is the world's humanity!"

Tongma said lightly, and by the way taught Little Blue Cat how to behave.

"Oh!" The little blue cat seemed to understand, and nodded gently.

In the third box, Xiaopang returned to the box.

The moment he turned around, he suddenly found that everyone was still motionless, and everyone was looking at him with a surprised look.

Lin Hao took the lead in breaking the silence and jokingly said, "Let's talk about it, how did you, the son of the richest man in the Great Zhou Kingdom, call out a piece of Spirit Stones?"

With a word, everyone broke the defense and looked at Xiao Pang with interest.

"Cough cough." Xiao Pang coughed, alleviating the embarrassment.

Immediately he smiled: "The water flows long, the water flows long!"

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