Battle Through The Heavens: Rebirth of Emperor Yan

As soon as they entered the auction house, their sight suddenly darkened. It was pitch black in all directions, and the walls and floors inside the auction house were pitch black.

Under the view of Xiao Yan's soul power, the walls and floors in the auction house are all built with ink stone, and from some visible lines on the ground and walls, I'm afraid the auction house is cast with a whole piece of ink stone.

Tut Tut, you can use a whole piece of ink stone to build an auction house in such a place. The financial resources of the chamber of commerce are terrible.

Xiao Yan and others followed Xiong man all the way, turning left and right, and came to a dark stone gate.

Xiong man came to the stone gate one step ago and put his palm on the stone gate. The fighting spirit in his body ran to the center of his palm. The fighting spirit was continuously injected into the stone gate. The stone gate was also slowly opened in a roar, and a private room of more than 100 square meters appeared in front of everyone.

Xiong man gave a hearty laugh and turned aside to let Xiao Yan enter first, and then he entered one after another with Liu Huabai and others.

After entering, Liu Huabai looked at the walls with faint soft light on all sides, the smooth white ground, and the rows of seats that looked very comfortable. Liu Huabai couldn't help but sigh:

"Tut Tut, people are different. The treatment is very different! Every time I come, I'm an intermediate private room. I didn't expect that the elder just came at random, and you're ready before he asked. Hey! Xiong man, it seems that you've planned to curry favor with elder Xiao for a long time?"

Xiong man smelled the speech and grinned. His face was full of flesh. Xiao Yan was not surprised. He first found a seat and sat down. Then the people also sat down. Xiong man didn't sit down. Instead, he walked to the wall that was emitting light fluorescence in front of the people, and his fighting spirit surged out again.

Xiao Yan's eyebrows were slightly picked. He saw that the wall originally emitting light fluorescence began to become crystal clear at the moment. The ripples like water waves spread out, making the whole wall look very mysterious.

A moment later, a crystal screen appeared in front of everyone. Behind the screen, there was a wide auction house. At the moment, the auction house was full of seats, and bursts of noise rang through the auction house, making the whole auction house very noisy.

The crisp sound of bell singing slowly rang through the auction house. With the bell ringing, the originally noisy noise in the venue gradually weakened, and countless eyes turned to the crystal stage.

Until this time, Xiong man's strong figure turned around and sat on the position left to him by Xiao Yan. He looked at the auctioneer on the crystal stage with everyone.

"Hehe, you must have been impatient. In that case, I won't say more official words to annoy you."

The white haired old man in Chinese clothes looked at the dark head in the auction house with a smile. Finally, his vague eyes swept over the power representatives from other cities sitting in the front row. His loud voice echoed endlessly in the scene.

As an experienced auctioneer, he naturally knows clearly what the following people want to see and don't want to see. Therefore, he threw away the old nonsense introduction of the opening ceremony nine days away. However, it is true that the old man's skill did win a burst of applause in the hall, at least, Even the representatives of the forces sitting in the front row nodded slightly.

"As an annual auction, I think our Tianyun auction house will definitely not disappoint you this time when it selects Qingyang City as the main auction place among many cities this year."

As soon as the old man's voice fell, he patted his palm again and said in a loud voice:

"I announce that Qingyang Tianyun auction will start now!"

As the old man's voice fell, the huge crystal platform suddenly burst into dazzling strong light, until after a long time, the strong light gradually dissipated.

On the crystal stage at the moment, I can see a long green light blue sword in front of the white haired old man. Under the light, it reflects a very cold and bright luster. Looking at the energy traces on the sword body, it is obvious that the power of this sword must be good, and it must be from a famous hand.

At the moment, everyone under the stage suddenly brightened up, and the white haired old man was obviously very satisfied with the results. A satisfied smile appeared on his wrinkled old face, and a pair of cloudy old eyes narrowed into a thin line.

Looking at the crowd below, the old man slowly opened his mouth and said:

"This sword is called blue water and orchid sword. It is made of blue water and green gold. It cuts iron like mud. It has the ability to enter the water without being visible in the water. It is very suitable for water friars. If it is combined with high-level water fighting skills, its power will double! It is a rare weapon! If you are interested, don't save the money in your pocket! Money should be measured by strength Quantity, with strength and money, isn't it like dirt? Hehe. "

The old man also held the blue water Youlan sword in his hand. The sword body shook and a ripple like water spread around the sword body.

The old man waved to the void with his other hand, and the water vapor in the air turned into drops of water. In the old man's hand, it would be squeezed into a water ball the size of a football. With a wave of his palm, the water ball immediately spread out, covering the whole sword body.

In a twinkling, the blue water Youlan sword disappeared under the sight of everyone.

There was a sudden uproar in the field. The hot eyes of the people turned to the white haired old man standing on the crystal platform. The old man also knew the meaning of their eyes, smiled and said in a loud voice:

"The reserve price is 500000 gold coins, please!"

"Blue water, green gold... It's good."

Xiao Yan looked at the long sword and whispered low, but he didn't arouse any interest. When his strength reached his level, weapons were not so important. What's more, he was used to the wide opening and closing of Xuan heavy ruler. When attacking, it was too far away.

After all, this is the beginning of the auction. Good things should be in the back.

Of course, because of Xiao Yan's vision, he doesn't like these things, but it doesn't mean that others don't like them. This sword has become a rare weapon in the eyes of many water friars. Therefore, as soon as the voice of the white haired old man fell, there were a lot of bidding voices in the auction house.

"Congratulations, brother, 15 million! Take the blue water and orchid sword!"

The competitive bidding was very fierce, which also made the atmosphere in the auction market improve rapidly. After the first bidding lasted for several minutes, the blue water and orchid sword was finally auctioned and sold at a high price of 15 million by a slightly emaciated man in blue.

Xiao Yan shook his head and threw out more than ten million yuan with a sword. How stupid the monk must be. It's better to buy some cultivation resources than to buy a sword.

The price of the first round was very fast and short. After all, the sword was not suitable for all monks, so there were not many auctioneers.

After several rounds of competition, one round of auction came down, and the auction was in the middle stage. Finally, it was the turn of those sitting in the front row. As soon as the auction objects in this round came on, they attracted the attention of the whole audience.

It was a pill, and the rank reached seven. It was a seven grade primary broken sect pill, which could increase the chance that the strong at the peak of the fighting emperor would break through the fighting sect by half, which made everyone excited in an instant. Many friars who stayed at the peak of the fighting Emperor had scarlet eyes, stared at the pill in the jade bottle on the stage, and almost rushed up to grab it.

Even the Liu family, who has been sitting quietly in the senior private room, is looking at the old man on the stage with bright eyes. Just waiting for him to say the reserve price, Xiao Yan looks at this but turns his mouth and shakes his head constantly, which makes Liu Huabai smile awkwardly. There is no alternative. Who makes the Liu family the strongest will fight the sect.

At the moment, Xiong man also looked carefully at the broken zongdan, saluted Xiao Yan and walked out of the private room. Soon, under the auspices of the white haired old man, a new round of bidding finally began.

"The reserve price of this broken zongdan is five million gold coins."

The old man with white hair looked at the people under the stage and said in a not light but not heavy tone. But as soon as he said this, except for the few people sitting in the front row and a few very few people, the whole auction house was silent in an instant, but the old man with white hair still looked at the people under the stage with a smile and said nothing.

After Xiong man killed several monks who tried to forcibly rob, everyone understood that the rest of the play belonged to those big forces. Soon, this round of competition finally began.

"20 million!"

The first one who asked for the price was a man in white sitting in the front row. He was the son of the city Lord in the city nearest to Qingyang City. His name was Mobei. He was arrogant and domineering. He once forcibly seized a truck of the Liu family out of the field, but due to his father, the Liu family finally let it go.

After Mobei, there were many people shouting for the price. The price of this seven grade broken Zong Dan was even mentioned as 70 million, and the owner of this price is Mobei.

Liu Huabai also offered several prices during the period. As long as he spoke, they found that there were people in the high-level box that had not been opened for a long time. However, Mo Bei smiled coldly when he heard Liu Huabai's voice, and the originally slightly wrinkled eyebrows were also a little ironic.

Finally, the price of Mobei is higher, and Liu Huabai is also pressed down by the high price.

Liu Huabai's face was as gloomy as water. He took a deep breath as if he had made up his mind. Liu Huabai got up again, looked out of the screen and shouted:

"A hundred Ling coins."

Mo Bei heard the speech, his pupils suddenly shrunk, stopped talking, and sat back down bitterly.