At the Poisonous Wolf Auction House, bidding continued, one after another in the auction house. In just a short period of time, the bidding price for a Jue Ling Powder increased from 350,000 soul coins to 480,000 soul coins.
Forty-eight soul coins, the bidding was quiet.
"Five hundred and fifty thousand soul coins——"
A lazy voice with a cold face finally sounded from the front row.
Suddenly, there was a surge of 70,000 soul coins.
Ye Duoduo raised his head, his somewhat surprised gaze resting on You Min, the young master of the Black Demon Sect, and whispered to himself.
"Could it be that he is also interested in Jueling Powder!"
As soon as You Min, the young master of the Black Demon Sect, placed his bid down, the noisy auction house immediately became quieter.
Some people who had originally planned to bid again looked at each other and sat down unwillingly.
Their financial resources are not as good as those of the Black Demon Sect, so how could they overestimate their capabilities? Just give up.
"Five hundred and sixty thousand soul coins——"
Ye Duoduo thought that the bidding price for Jueling Powder could only be limited to 550,000 soul coins.
A faint voice suddenly sounded.
Ye Duoduo's eyes followed the shouting and finally stopped at the boy in the front row wearing a skeleton snow robe. He raised his eyebrows and murmured to himself.
"This is a person from the Devil's Nest Sect, bidding for five hundred thousand soul coins."
The Moku Sect is a weak domain sect. The martial souls cultivated are very strange. The earth martial souls tend to be dark, gloomy, and purely feminine.
The Demon Cave Sect has a small number of people, and all of them are high-level magicians. On weekdays, there is constant soul fighting with the Black Demon Sect.
The eyes of Black Demon Sect You Min were much colder for a moment. He glanced sideways at the middle-aged man with a dull expression and sneered.
"hey-hey--"
"Five hundred and eighty thousand soul coins——"
"Five hundred and ninety thousand soul coins——"
The middle-aged man remained expressionless and shouted unhurriedly.
All eyes in the auction house were focused on the two of them. Some powerful figures in the sect in the front row did not interfere and looked at the two of them with interest. Where did the bidding go?
"Young Sect Leader, this is just a second-ring awakening spirit powder. Is it worth bidding for 580,000 yuan? If I bid again, I'm afraid I will lose money. Our remaining soul coins are for the final auction."
The old man next to the young master of the Black Demon Sect became a little anxious and whispered.
"Six hundred thousand soul coins——"
You Min frowned, pondered for a while, and finally made a bid.
He had made up his mind. If the other party bid again, he would have no choice but to give up and buy it.
Still unexpectedly, You Min, the young master of the Black Demon Sect, called out the bid. The expressionless middle-aged man did not speak again and retracted his chair, with a hint of sarcasm on his dull face.
"Hey Hey--"
The middle-aged man's behavior obviously stunned You Min for a moment. Then, what did you seem to understand? There was a sinister and cold expression at the corner of his mouth, and he spoke softly.
"Okay, very good, very good! If my father provokes a soul battle this time, let me see this Master Modo fight his soul. I will let him taste the blood drained, let him His soul will be destroyed in pain!”
"Hehehehe——"
"You Min, the young master of the Black Demon Sect, bids for 600,000 soul coins. Is there anyone else bidding for one Awakening Spirit Powder? If not, those two second-ring Awakening Spirit Powders belong to the Black Demon Sect."
The snow robe auctioneer was very satisfied with the price and asked everyone in the audience with a smile.
When he looked at the auction house and there was no reply, he hit the auction hammer in his hand.
"when--"
"One million and two hundred thousand soul coins. You Min, the young master of the Black Demon Sect, bids for two Awakening Powders."
"Hmph——"
The shadow of the young man under the black robe showed a playful expression.
1.2 million soul coins will soon flow into Ye Duoduo's depleted pocket.
Two Jueling Powders bid for 1.2 million soul coins, but the following auction items did not have much price range. There were several auction items that were successfully purchased with just one bid. This made the auctioneer on the crystal platform feel a little distressed. This was related to the performance and income of Poison Wolf Auction House.
This low profile only lasted for a while, and finally improved. Even Ye Duoduo was shocked because of the price of the auction items.
On the crystal platform, the old auctioneer in snow robe carefully held up the martial spirit wrapped in a brocade robe and faced the audience with a mysterious face.
"Everyone, the next auction item is a roll of martial soul. The method of making this roll of martial soul has been lost, and it is very rare."
Ye Duoduo was slightly curious when the snow robe auctioneer said this.
"Hehehehe——"
"This is a flying spirit called Shining."
The auctioneer shook his hand, and the martial spirit slipped down. What was revealed was a miniature version of the martial spirit, which was a bit eerie and terrifying, a bit as black as a ghostly ghost, appearing in everyone's sight like a ghost Hao Ying.
"Wow——"
"Those are Hao Ying's wings!"
"call--"
Ye Duoduo stared blankly at the delicate wings of the Hao Eagle, exhaled a long breath, and whispered in his heart.
The pitch-black wings of the Hao Eagle faintly reveal a green lightning-like arc. It looks like a real thunderbolt, it's amazing!
Shining Wings, a flying martial spirit, were displayed at the auction house, and the auction house seemed quiet.
Some people who don't know the goods are a little confused.
A flying martial spirit. Here, the big sects such as the Black Demon Sect and the Demon Cave Sect started to feel a little commotion.
The Shining Martial Spirit is really exciting. After all, with this volume of air-controlling flying martial soul, you can become a magic master-level soul power expert, flying in the air and whizzing around. If you encounter a soul-defeating injury or even soul-destruction, it is a necessary martial soul for escape.
"I like this scroll of martial arts!"
You Min, the young master of the Black Demon Sect, stared closely at the strange Shining Spirit that fell off the brocade robe and whispered to himself.
"Young Sect Master, the bid for the air-control flying martial soul will not be less than one million soul coins. If we squander it like this, in the end, we may not be able to bid with them?"
The pale old man looked a little worried after hearing You Min's words, and persuaded him in a low voice.
"What are you in a hurry for?"
You Min glanced sideways at the old man and sneered.
"snort--"
"Since my father has already prepared it, I have no control over giving this treasure to others. In that way, we will only save a lot of money, but I will lose a good martial spirit."
"ah--"
"Young Sect Master must auction it off, so it's not safe. If the news is leaked, it will be troublesome."
The old man had a hesitant expression.
"I have my own opinion, Elder Zou, don't worry too much."
You Min glanced at the Demon Cave Sect not far away with a cold look, and there was a faint expression on his mouth.
"well--"
Zou Shen's persuasion was useless, so he could only sigh in a helpless mood, shook his head, and stopped talking.
On the crystal platform, the snow-robed auctioneer spoke eloquently about flying martial arts spirits. People who were originally at a loss can hear this volume of martial arts and can fly in the air like a demon master without having to advance to the fifth round of soul rings. My heart couldn't help but feel a little warm.
"Ha ha ha ha--"
"You must know that air-control and flying martial arts are extremely rare. The auction will discuss that this volume of Shining Spirit, ranked according to level, is purely a three-wheeled spirit ring. The lowest price for the auction will be set first. One million soul coins."
"Now, the bidding begins——"
