Chapter 120: The show begins

Wow!

As soon as he finished speaking, a shocking uproar suddenly sounded in the huge auction house.

The starting price is thirty thousand spirit stones?

Everyone's expressions froze slightly. It was difficult for most people to come up with such a large sum of money!

In a corner box, Jiang Xuan looked thoughtful. Although this was nothing to him with hundreds of thousands of spiritual stones, he had no intention of raising a price at this time. ??

Because he felt that this kind of elixir would be a hot potato even if he got it at auction, so he might as well just watch other people's bidding quietly and wait for the opportunity to take action.

"Forty thousand spirit stones!"

Suddenly, at this moment, a somewhat arrogant voice sounded.

Hearing the voice, Jiang Xuan immediately knew the owner of the voice. Wasn't that guy Zhao Yan who bid with him yesterday?

At this time, the young master of the Zhao family stood up and said with a chuckle: "Haha! Everyone, please give me Zhao Yan a thin noodle. Feishuang City wants this Peiyuan Pill!"

Hearing this, those forces that had just thought about bidding gritted their teeth, but in the end they still did not dare to continue bidding with him.

Because they couldn't afford to offend the Zhao family in Feishuang City.

"Haha! Master Zhao is so proud! But I am also interested in this elixir, which is 47,000 spirit stones."

However, at this moment, an inappropriate voice suddenly sounded.

Everyone quickly looked around and saw that the person who spoke out was Yin Ziyi, the young master of the Chiling Pavilion. As one of the three major forces this time, he was not afraid of Feishuang City at all.

"Fifty-eight thousand spiritual stones."

However, another faint voice rang out, it was Zhou Zhengyu of the Yuanwu Dynasty.

At this moment, Zhou Zhengyu looked proud.

He is the grandson of the prime minister of the Yuanwu Dynasty, so he looks down on these powerful people in the world from the bottom of his heart.

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"Sixty-two thousand spiritual stones!"

The young master of the Zhao family spoke again, looking wealthy and wealthy, as if he didn't care at all.

"Eighty-four thousand spiritual stones!"

Naturally, Chi Ling Pavilion would not back down and immediately increased the price again.

"Ninety thousand spiritual stones!"

"How dare a small border country dare to be so rampant. One hundred and fifty thousand spiritual stones..."

"That's much stronger than you, with 180,000 spiritual stones..."

hiss!

Hearing the bids from the three major forces, countless people gasped.

Sure enough, the background of these three major forces is not comparable to them at all.

In just a short moment, it has reached the terrifying number of 220,000.

"you……"

When Zhou Zhengyu raised the price to 220,000 spirit stones, Zhao Yan's expression suddenly became extremely gloomy.

After all, 220,000 spirit stones is already a large amount of money for the Zhao family.

"Okay! No more bidding."

But at this moment, the head of the Zhao family, who had been silent all this time, spoke up.

He understood that even though the Yuanwu Dynasty was a small country, as the prime minister of a country, his background would definitely be much stronger than those in ancient cities like them.

In a private room on the other side, Yin Qianmo, the master of Chiling Pavilion, shook his head gently at Yin Ziyi and said, "Our background is not as strong as his, so let him buy it out!"

"But, father, this Peiyuan Pill is also of great use to us! Are you willing to let them

Did you buy it like this? "

Yin Ziyi looked a little unwilling, and he gritted his teeth.

"This, you don't have to worry about it. What will happen even if he takes a picture? You will have to be alive to enjoy it!"

A sneer flashed across Yin Qianmo's face at this time, and he said slowly.

"Father, what you mean is..." ??

Immediately, Yin Ziyi also had a flash of light in his eyes.

Sure enough, the Chi Ling Pavilion and the Zhao family did not continue to bid, and the Peiyuan Pill fell into Zhou Zhengyu's hands.

"It seems that what I thought is correct. The background of Chi Ling Pavilion and the Zhao family is indeed not as good as that of the Prime Minister's Office of the Yuanwu Dynasty."

In the box, Jiang Xuan was not surprised when he saw this scene. He had obviously expected the result.

"Although this Peiyuan Pill fell into Zhou Zhengyu's hands, things will not end like this. The fun has just begun!"

Jiang Xuan looked at everything on the field with a flash of light in his eyes.

In the auction house, after Zhou Zhengyu got the Yuan-Building Pill, he quietly left the auction venue with the old man and a group of guards from the Prime Minister's Palace.

Seeing this scene, everyone had different expressions, and they all left the auction venue calmly.

And among them are the other two major forces: Zhao Family and Chi Ling Pavilion.

Jiang Xuan smiled slightly. He knew that the show was about to begin. He immediately used Phantom to disappear and quickly caught up with the people leaving in front.

Then an hour later.

"Fortunately, I learned Phantom's body and spirit skills last night and broke through to the seventh level of the True Yuan Realm. Otherwise, I really wouldn't be able to keep up with the speed of these people."\u003c

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Jiang Xuan followed the two major forces to a jungle. His face was excited, and he was quite looking forward to what was going to happen next.

At this time, everyone in the Yuanwu Dynasty finally discovered the two major forces that had been following them.

"Chi Ling Pavilion, Zhao family!"

"You are so brave! You dare to follow us. Do you still want to snatch this Yuan Dan?"

In the Yuanwu Dynasty, the skinny old man said fiercely with a frightened and angry look on his face.

"Nonsense! This Peiyuan Pill is a third-level elixir. If you get it, wouldn't our trip this time be in vain?"

Yin Qianmo, the master of Chiling Pavilion, no longer hid at this time and rushed out. He said with a cold expression: "Old guy, I advise you to hand over the Peiyuan Pill to me as soon as possible, otherwise I will let you do it today. The bones of these people from the Yuanwu Dynasty are buried here."

"Do you think you can stop hundreds of us with just the two of you?"

The skinny old man sneered. This time they brought hundreds of elites from the Prime Minister's Office, each of whom had strength above the fifth level of the True Yuan Realm.

"kill!"

But at the next moment, a group of disciples from the Scarlet Ling Pavilion and the guards of the Zhao family rushed towards them. Judging from the size, there were hundreds of them.

"What now?"

Yin Qianmo smiled coldly.

"Damn it! Take the young master away quickly, I will stop these people."

The skinny old man's face became ugly at this moment. He shouted loudly and rushed directly into the air. A blue aura surged out of his bone-like palm, and then he aimed at Chi Ling fiercely. Yin Qianmo, the master of the pavilion, killed him.