Fighting Against the Odds: Teaching a Disciple Returns Ten Thousand Times, Dan Emperor Gu He

In the main hall, there were obviously many people who were interested in this residual picture. At that moment, an old and hoarse voice sounded: "Three eighth-grade elixirs of six-color elixirs."

"Four eighth-grade elixirs with six-color elixirs."

"Five!"

In the main hall, in less than two minutes, the sound of bidding suddenly made the atmosphere heated up.

And the price of the remaining picture at auction also rose rapidly under the smiling eyes of the old man in Baoshan.

Almost everyone knows that the value of a residual picture is far less than this amount. However, if anyone can really rely on this residual picture to find the Pure Lotus Demon Fire, which ranks third on the strange fire list, then The losses of these auctioned elixirs are not worth mentioning.

"Senior brother, aren't you going to take action?"

Qinglin tilted her head and asked Liu Ling. She knew that the skills Liu Ling practiced were able to fuse and devour strange fires.

"Wait, wait until the bids are stable and there are fewer people before we take action, so as not to waste our time!" Liu Ling shook his head slightly and said.

Next, Liu Ling calmed down and listened to the rising prices.

Even if it was just a broken picture, it made these guys so crazy. The bidding price rose rapidly under the shouts of unwillingness to give in. In less than ten minutes, the price had become Nine eighth-grade elixirs with six colors of elixirs.

Such a price is beyond the reach of many people, so there are fewer and fewer bidders, but everyone knows that the remaining guys are the real wealthy people.

"Five seven-color elixirs of the eighth grade."

Following the previous price, a slightly fiery voice suddenly sounded.

This price is undoubtedly quite high, so the hall suddenly became quieter. People looked around following the sound, but what they saw was still just a person wrapped in a black robe. figure.

"Eight!"

Suddenly, a crisp sound sounded simply.

By this time, Liu Ling knew that it was time to make his own bid.

"snort."

Seeing Liu Ling making a grab for it, the person who had previously raised the price snorted coldly, hesitated for a moment, then gritted his teeth again and said: "An eighth-grade elixir of eight colors and thunder!"

As soon as he said these words, there was a low uproar in the hall. Apparently, he had not expected that this guy was even willing to take out the eight-color elixir for a fragment of the picture.

"Three!"

It was still a faint voice, but it overwhelmed all the voices in the hall. Three such pills were not worth mentioning to Liu Ling, who was now wealthy.

After hearing Liu Ling's bid, the man just now had no choice but to give up unwillingly.

"Five."

Suddenly, a voice full of coldness sounded.

Looking around where the voice came from, I saw a somewhat thin figure sitting cross-legged on a stone chair.

Under the cloak, the man's stern gaze shot towards Liu Ling like a sharp arrow. This man's strength had also reached the level of a semi-saint, but this momentum could not overwhelm Liu Ling.

"Eight!"

Liu Ling also exuded momentum and spoke calmly.

Hearing Liu Ling's words, the man's face frowned. It was obvious that this kind of bidding was somewhat beyond his budget.

"Haha, this friend bids for eight eight-color elixirs. Does anyone else want to bid?"

Old Man Baoshan said with a smile.

The old man Baoshan's words caused silence in the hall for a while, and all eyes were directed towards the skinny man who had previously bid with Liu Ling.

In response to those gazes, the skinny man in black robe also smiled coldly, and immediately said: "If you can offer a higher price than this for an eighth-grade elixir of nine-color elixir, then this residual picture will be yours." !”

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