Chapter 5736: Do not care

"I pay a thousand!"

As soon as Yan Qing finished speaking, someone in the hall called out anxiously.

Crohn looked at the huge number of one thousand that appeared on the big screen, gritted his teeth angrily, he wanted to see if it was the **** who was asking for the price, and the Heavenly Sovereign Soldier actually offered one thousand, which was beating his temples in the face. , Wait to go out to make him look good.

The one calling the price was a venerable person who seemed to be a casual cultivator. At this time, his expression of excitement seemed to be about to fall into his hands, and he did not know that he had been targeted.

Crohn remembered people, and said solemnly:

"Bid, 100 million amethyst!"

Although he knew that the other party might be disgusting them, he had to be fooled. If Hurley knew that his deprived soldiers were on sale, and they didn't take them back, they might get the monster moth again.

Yan Qing saw that the price had become 100 million, a ray of light flashed in her eyes, and she said loudly:

"The VIP room on the 13th bid 100 million, is there anyone to follow!"

"This Celestial God Weapon is a rare God Weapon. It is made of the seventh-order top-grade material, Yanyang Xuanjin Iron, with the power of the domineering Yanyang doubled, and there is also a Tianzun-level sword skill, the Yanyang Killing Array. Wei Neng can kill Tianzun, and its actual value is more than ten billion. If you don't grab such a low price, it will be a big loss!"

"This **** woman!"

Crohn's angry face turned green, so I'm afraid that many people can't help but want to make a move. If they can get it at a very small price, no one wants to let it go.

Sure enough, as soon as his voice fell, the number changed immediately, and then it seemed to start the crazy mode. In a blink of an eye, it grew to 200 million, then 300 million, and 500 million. It took almost less than 20 seconds, and the price had reached five. 100 million.

When Crohn saw that the form was wrong, he gritted his teeth and said:

"Bid a billion!"

In an instant, the price changed from 500 million to 1 billion, and there was a sudden inhalation in the hall, directly rising by 500 million, which was too strong, and the price stagnated, it seems that everyone did not expect the price to grow so much.

"Everyone, this sacred soldier is the property of my temples, please give in, my temples are grateful!"

At this time, Crohn's voice sounded in the auction room, saying that he was requesting, but there was a sharp chill in his tone, which was obviously threatening.

Yan Qing's eyes sank slightly, trying to stop, but then her face calmed down again, and she smiled again, saying loudly:

"Thirteen VIP rooms are bidding for one billion, and there is no one to follow. It is too cheap to buy a high-grade Celestial Soldier for one billion. It is not as good as your heart to act. After this village, there will be no such shop!"

"There are only three Heavenly Sovereign Soldiers in this auction, and one will be more expensive than one. It's too late to regret if you miss it!"

Crohn slapped the chair abruptly. If it weren't for a bad shot, he would have slapped Yan Qing into flesh with his palms, and he would provoke and provoke his temples again and again.

People in the hall communicated with voices, some small sects or some casual cultivators, although their eyes were blazing, but they did not dare to make a move. The temples could not afford to provoke them.

The various forces also hesitated. It was just a **** soldier, it seemed that there was no need to provoke the temples for this. These people are crazy, vicious and vicious, causing endless troubles.

Crohn looked at the price unchanged, it seemed that all parties were giving face, and there was a trace of satisfaction on his face. As expected, no one dared to fight against the temples.

"The price has changed!"

At this moment, Worston, one of the five chief priests of the Temples, said with a gloomy expression.

Crohn's eyes suddenly changed. He looked at the big screen. Sure enough, the price changed. The 1.1 billion figure seemed to open his mouth to laugh at him. The smile on his face slowly disappeared, looking at the bidder 170 On the 18th, murderous intent flashed in his eyes, and a word was squeezed from the teeth.

"Very well, someone really doesn't give me the face of the temples!"

But the next moment, his face was even more ugly, the price changed again, 1.2 billion, and the bid was still the number in the hall.

Worston glanced around:

"I am not a member of the Xuanyuan realm who took the test, it may be from another realm!"

Crohn said solemnly:

"No matter who it is, I will calculate afterwards. I'll see how high you can push the price?"

However, Crohn’s face became more and more ugly behind him, and no one paid any attention to his warning. The price went up all the way. At first there was competition in the lobby and then the upper-level VIP seats. When the price reached 3 billion, the price slowed down. But all the bids are competing in VIP boxes.

He even saw the box next door. He knew that it was a member of the Sixiang Palace, and the Sixiang Palace was also bidding at this time, which obviously did not give him face.

"3.5 billion, there is no one to follow, no one is going to call me a hammer!"

Seeing the price stop, Yanyu raised the auction hammer in his hand and sang loudly.

"3.6 billion!"

Crohn's cold voice sounded in the hall, and the number on the big screen jumped and changed.

"Okay, 3.6 billion, no one has bid!"

Yan said clearly.

In the next instant, the price changed, 3.7 billion, and the bid was also for the VIP box. Crohn’s face was gloomy and asked to make a bid of 3.8 billion, but as soon as the price came out, it immediately became 3.9 billion. Someone is following the price again.

"Bid 5 billion!"

Crohn said angrily.

The number instantly became five billion, one bid of 1.1 billion, Crohn wanted to shock the bidder, but the next moment his eyes burst into anger, it turned into seven billion, and the price was raised two at a time. A billion, more fierce than Crohn.

There was a commotion in the hall, and it was obvious that someone was confronting the people of the temples.

Crohn gritted his teeth and growled:

"Very well, your Excellency, who dare to sign up, let me know the temples!"

His voice resounded in the hall, and his voice was full of threats.

"Why, when is this auction house better than the auction price and the name?"

Another cold voice sounded in the venue.

Yan Qing said solemnly:

"VIP VIP box No. 13 please be aware that if you are threatening to speak, we will forbid speaking in the box!"

Crohn's face changed, his eyes burst into anger, and he shouted in a deep voice:

"Eight billion!"