"Soul skills? It seems that Sun Desheng, who injured Mr. Jiang, used soul skills."
Lin Yu thought of the horror of the soul-eating wound suffered by the old beggar, and sighed. The soul skill was indeed very powerful. If he had money, he would also want to bid.
"This soul skill is also a fragment of a scroll, but its level is extremely high, reaching the mid-level holy level. It is regarded as the second skill of the Soul Saint of Tongtian, and it is extremely powerful. As long as other residual scrolls are found and completed, it may become the second Tongtian Soul Skill. Soul Saint."
The beautiful middle-aged woman carefully held the box with both hands as a sign of respect for the soul skill.
"Beauty, hurry up and quote the price!"
Some people in the audience couldn't wait to shout.
The middle-aged beautiful woman kept a charming smile on her pretty cheeks and said with a faint smile: "Soul Drawing Technique, the starting price is five hundred thousand gold coins! Each time the price increases by ten thousand!"
This sky-high price comes out.
The venue suddenly became much quieter. Obviously, most humans or aliens did not have the strength to buy this thing.
After all, this is just the base price. With the scarcity and power of soul skills, the transaction price will probably rise like mushrooms after a rain.
"Half a million gold coins is too much..."
Xiaoxiang was so shocked that her mouth opened into a round shape.
She was not the only one, many people and aliens in the audience were extremely surprised, but they had to admit that the middle-grade holy-level soul skills were indeed worth the price, even though they were only fragments.
Then again, if it wasn't a fragment of the scroll, which fool would be willing to put it up for auction?
This is a soul skill that can be used as a treasure passed down from generation to generation by the saints and even the royal family!
Faced with the sky-high price of 500,000 yuan, the entire venue became a little cold for a moment, with no one calling out the price.
Seeing this situation, the middle-aged beautiful woman was not worried at all, and her smile was still moving. She fully understood the huge temptation of soul skills.
There were many descendants of the Holy Lord present.
They are all owners who are not short of money. They did not bid in advance, just because they were afraid of losing their status.
Sure enough, the silence only lasted for more than a minute when a human stood up and was the first to call out the price: "Fifty-one million."
Lin Yuxun asked.
It turned out to be an acquaintance, Yu Wen Tianhuang, whose face was swollen by Nangong Shaoyang.
"This kid is actually so rich? Can he spend more than half a million gold coins?"
Lin Yu's heart moved, and he wondered whether he should steal more than half a million gold coins from Yuwen Tianhuang, who hated him. If he could steal it, it would be a lot of wealth.
"To be on the safe side, let me see if he has half a million gold coins on him."
Lin Yu opened the Eye of Heaven and looked over, showing that the Qiankun Bag contained tens of thousands of gold coins, but not more than half a million gold coins.
Did he just want to show off in front of Shen Yufeng?
Seeing that Yuwen Tianhuang didn't have that many gold coins, Lin Yu was speechless. This kid was really pretending to be cool all the time in order to show off in front of Shen Yufeng.
"Five hundred and twenty thousand!"
"Five hundred and fifty thousand!"
…
"Six hundred and sixty thousand!"
After Yuwen Tianhuang called out the price, it was like a flood bursting its embankments, and the shouts began to rise one after another.
The bidding became more and more fierce, and people from both human and alien races stood up one after another, staring at each other and shouting the price.
"one million!"
Amidst the continuous shouting of prices, a loud voice like the roar of an animal suddenly sounded.
As soon as this price comes out.
The people and foreigners who originally wanted to stand up and shout out the price had no choice but to sit down. One million gold coins was too much and they were unable to pay it.
The one who bid one million dollars was a golden alien with a bull head and human body. He glanced in all directions and said loudly: "Are there any humans who want to bid?"
The sound was like a loud bell, carrying a sinister aura.
The humans present were shocked, and some even almost fell down. They did not dare to look at them and lowered their heads.
Silence, a period of silence, not only did no human race stand up to bid, not even the alien race.
"Is there anything higher than a million? One million once, one million twice."
The beautiful middle-aged woman asked from the high platform.
"One million and one hundred thousand."
In the first row, the young man holding the sword stood up and a deep voice came out.
"you……"
When the golden tauren saw this, he was so angry that his nose was smoking. He glared at the sword-wielding boy with his big eyes and shouted angrily: "One million and two hundred thousand."
"One million and three hundred thousand."
The young man did not sit down, but still shouted the price in a low voice.
"One and a half million, human race. I, the Golden Ox Race, are rich in gold mines. Let me see how much you can shout."
The golden tauren was furious and raised the price by two hundred thousand.
"One million seven hundred thousand."
"Two million!"
The golden tauren's eyes were red, and he roared out a terrifying price.
The loud voice echoed throughout the entire venue, deafening.
"you win."
To the surprise of everyone and the foreign race, the sword-wielding boy smiled slightly and stopped bidding after hearing the offer.
"You did it on purpose!"
After the golden tauren was stunned for a moment, he reacted and his anger instantly rushed to the top of his head.
If he hadn't thought about the Wanzhen Pavilion, which is the land of Daxia and is also a saint, he would have had a fight with the sword-wielding boy on the spot.
Two million gold coins.
Not a small sum of money.
The young man holding the sword ignored the golden tauren and sat down on his own.
"Boy, don't let me meet you outside, or I will kill you." The golden bullhead was furious, staring at the sword-wielding boy with hatred, and sat down angrily.
"This young man with a sword has such a tough attitude. He is not afraid of foreigners at all. Is he some kind of genius?"
"He actually ignored the gold alien race and even openly raised the price. This young man is really a role model for my human race."
Everyone in the audience was talking about it.
"Congratulations, the soul-drawing technique was successfully auctioned by the Great Sage Niu of the Golden Ox Human Race."
On the high platform, the beautiful middle-aged woman knocked on the magic weapon hammer in her hand, which was regarded as a contract.
"Why do these aliens have the word saint in their names?"
Lin Yu scratched his head, a little confused.
He has heard several alien races called saints, such as Wolf Little Saint, Leopard True Saint, and now the Ox Great Saint.
"This is the name given by the alien race to insult our human race."
Zhou Lingyun gritted her teeth, and her beautiful eyes shot out two rays of hatred: "In the holy realm, our human race is called a saint, and the alien race is called a venerable.
But their descendants all named themselves Little Saint, True Saint, or Great Saint.
It is used to mock the saints of our human race. They are one or more generations lower than their venerables and will always be at the feet of their venerables. "
"It is too much for them to insult our supreme saint in this way."
Hearing this, Xiaoxiang clenched her fists in anger.
Lin Yu was equally angry. This foreign race was so arrogant that they could even disrespect a saint.
The saint is the foundation of the human race, the spiritual and combat leader of the human race, but he is so insulted by a foreign race. It is really arrogant.
"There is no way. The aliens are too strong and there are many races. We, the human race, can only swallow our anger and wait for the eternal genius who has surpassed the holy realm to lead the human race on a new path."
Zhou Lingyun said helplessly.
"Eternal genius, Miss Zhou, you really can speak out."
Hearing this, Nangong Shaoyang smiled lightly.
"Even the Gujianfeng from Qinglong Academy is only a genius of a hundred years, and only one is born in thousands of years."
"As long as we are full of hope, our human race will definitely usher in the light. I believe that there will be an eternal genius born out of the sky."
Zhou Lingyun's eyes were full of longing.
"Look forward to that day. For thousands of years, my human race has been oppressed too much."
Nangong Shaoyang fell into depression.
