Super Theological Academy to Conquer the World

Chu Mo narrowed his eyes, he was bound to get this remnant.

On the crystal table, the white-haired auctioneer Kou Mohengfei introduced the mystery of how the ancient broken cloth piece is mysterious. In short, he tried his best to increase the value of the ancient cloth piece, but it seems that the effect is not great. Because of his impatient introduction, some people have become impatient on the field, and some people with hot tempers even scolded them directly.

Hearing that there was still no enthusiastic response below, the white-haired auctioneer had no choice but to shake his head and swallowed a spit on his dry throat and smiled bitterly: "According to the setting, the low price of this broken cloth One hundred thousand gold coins, now, the auction begins. "

As the white-haired old man's voice fell, the field fell into silence.

Ancient remnants are indeed rare, but after all, they are only remnants, which are extremely difficult to obtain. It is very difficult to get them together, not to mention that this is not necessarily a treasure map, although 100,000 gold coins are for those present. It ’s not too much, but few people are willing to spend this injustice.

Chu Mo took a deep breath and did not rush to bid. At this time, the performance was too eager, but it was easy to covet.

After the silence of the auction house lasted for nearly five minutes, the white-haired auctioneer finally sighed. When he just wanted to announce the auction auction, a voice suddenly made him sigh with relief.

"One hundred and ten thousand gold coins, old man, but rather interested in this ancient remnant picture." Chu Mo's light and vicissitudes sounded slowly.

Someone finally made an offer on the crystal table. The auctioneer also quietly spit out his breath and smiled at Chu Mo's place: "This adult bids 110,000. Does anyone want to increase the price?"

"and many more."

The icy voice suddenly sounded, making the hammer of the auctioneer's hand stiffened, and the puzzled eyes looked down the voice, but he saw Fan Ling, who was standing up slowly and stood up, laughing. Tao: "This is Young Sect Master?"

Ignoring him, Fan Ling turned around under the eyes, staring coldly at the direction of Chu Mo's box.

"Nothing. Since it is an auction, it is naturally the one with the highest price. Ben Sect Master suddenly has some interest in this ancient remnant, 150,000."

"Two hundred thousand." Chu Mo continued to speak, his tone indifferent.

"twenty five."

Fan Ling, the Sect Master of Blood Sect, is now purely fighting, revenge on Chu Mo.

"Oh, okay, since the young patriarch is interested, take it away, but ... nothing, anyway, the blood patriarch can't commit any anger." Chu Mo narrowed his eyes and didn't continue to increase the price. Enough is an excuse.

Continue to increase the price, which may expose the true value of the remnants. He is indeed not in the eyes of these forces present, but in case something goes wrong, he will be troubled by other forces.

Finally this remnant picture ... Ha ha, this blood sect young master, absolutely can't get out of the Black Seal City, he is in a hurry, just to help him bid.

"But the old man still has to worry about the future of the blood sect. The young patriarch is so brainless that he spends 200,000 gold coins and buys a broken picture. It's really not easy."

"You, old things, you play me." Fan Ling finally couldn't help it.

The people present, because of Chu Mo's words, suddenly turned out to be deliberately deceiving the Blood Sect Master, thinking of this, they actually really glanced in the direction of Fan Ling.

"presumptuous."

"Boom ~"

At the same time as the cold drink fell, there was also Chu Mo's terrifying thoughts. Chu Mo mobilized not many thoughts, but for these people present, it was at least Jiu Xingdou Huang's level of spiritual power.

"Even if your father is a junior here, give your father a face. Next time you are talking nonsense, you will be null and void."

Fan Ling was the main bearer of Chu Mo's mental strength, and was directly crushed under the chair by a force.

"Seniors forgive sins, I paid for the young patriarch."

An elder Blood Sect beside Fan Ling, scared with cold sweat, quickly stood up and apologized.

Chu Mo snorted coldly and recovered his mental strength.

What he wants is this effect, inadvertently revealing some strength, used to deter these forces, and also paved the way for the future destruction of the blood sect.

"The auction continues."

Chu Mo's faint voice came, and the white-haired auctioneer slowly breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly said a few words, eclipsing the awkward atmosphere.

The auction slowly came to an end. Chu Mo shot very few times. The cherished medicinal materials are here with him. It is not cherished. He can directly exchange them with the system. Chu Mo also looked down on fighting skills.

To his level, at least the fighting skills above the ground level can arouse his interest.

At the end of the auction. Finally, there was a truly extremely heavy auction item. exactly. It is a type of fighting technique with a roll.

"Three Thousand Thunders. Fighting skills. Level. Lower level."

The auctioneer's soft voice. In an instant, the entire noisy auction fell silent. Countless crimson eyes. Suddenly toward the silver scroll on the crystal table. Rapid breathing. It sounded like a bellows.

Chu Mo, who kept his eyes closed and rested, raised his eyebrows and opened his eyes.

With the appearance of "three thousand thunder". The atmosphere of the auction house is entering the hottest period. The big forces ahead. It was finally the bare-chested red-faced bid that made countless people stunned.

"Three Thunderbolts". And set the initial reserve price. But in that auctioneer's hand the auction hammer had just fallen. The price suddenly jumped to a high price of five million.

"Six million!"

"Seven million!"

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"Twelve million and two hundred thousand!" The price reached this point, and even those powerful forces were a little discouraged. This price was shouted by a grey robe man in the Black Skull Tomb.

The silence of the auction lasted a long time.

The grey-haired auctioneer was also very satisfied with the price. When he was about to hammer it out, Chu Mo's lazy voice finally sounded.

"Fifteen million."

Chu Mo is not compulsory for the fighting on the ground, but it is only a matter of interest that he is finally interested in. It is a pity not to buy too much. The wealth of a high-level pharmacist can easily surpass some so-called powerful forces.

As Chu Mo's voice fell, the silence of the auction site was broken in an instant, and it was an incredible exclamation.

Fifteen million, even the forces of the Black Skull Tomb, have accumulated over the past year.

Of course, mainly to maintain a sectarian power, the overhead is equally huge.

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