Chapter 246 No Money, Get Out!

Du Zhi smiled and explained: "In this stone ball, the innate liquid is sealed. There are not many, only nine drops!"

"Nine drops? Enough!"

Someone whispered.

On the other hand, some people showed excitement.

The innate liquid is too precious. If there are too many, not many people can afford it, but if there are only nine drops, they can give it a try.

Moreover, even if there are only nine drops, the effect is very amazing.

"Nine drops of Xiantian original liquid, I'm going to make it." Lu Ming looked at the stone ball, his eyes showed the meaning that he was determined to win.

His physical body has been trapped in the second-rank consummation for a long time, and he has not made a breakthrough. As long as he obtains these nine drops of the innate liquid, his physical body will definitely be able to advance by leaps and bounds and break through the third-rank, which is easy.

In that case, his combat power will be greatly improved.

"Nine drops of Xiantian original liquid have been studied by the elders of the Ditian Martial Arts Arena. There is absolutely no mistake. Okay, let's start the auction now. The reserve price of each drop of Xiantian original liquid is 10,000 spirit crystals, and the reserve price of nine drops is 90,000 yuan. A piece of spirit crystal, each time the price is increased, it must not be less than 5,000 spirit crystals."

Du Zhi announced.

Sisi...

Many people gasped and looked depressed.

Although I had expected it, I was still shocked when I heard the price.

With 90,000 spirit crystals, most people extinguished the fire in their hearts.

"One hundred thousand spirit crystals."

Although the price is high, not everyone can afford it. Immediately, someone made a bid, which came from a VIP room.

VIP Room No. 3, listening to the sound, seems very young.

"One hundred and ten thousand!"

Immediately afterwards, a rather old voice came from the VIP Room No. 9.

"One hundred twenty thousand!"

in the hall,

Suddenly a voice sounded, and everyone saw that it was a tall and strong man.

"One hundred and fifty thousand!"

In the VIP room No. 3, the young voice sounded, but it only became a little cold.

"160,000!"

Immediately afterwards, VIP Room No. 9 made an offer.

In the hall, the big man's eyes flickered, staring at the stone ball on the high platform, his eyes full of unwillingness.

But in the end, he sighed and gave up the bid.

160,000 spirit crystals have exceeded all his possessions.

He can only give up.

"170,000!"

VIP room No. 3, continue to increase the price.

"180,000!"

No. 9 VIP room, no concessions.

At this time, Lu Ming didn't make any bids. There's no need for it now. Just wait for it, it's the same.

VIP Room No. 3 and VIP Room No. 9 were bidding against each other, and soon, the price of the innate stock solution reached a height of 250,000.

At this moment, in the VIP Room No. 3, the voice was extremely cold.

At this time, in the VIP room No. 3, there were five young people sitting.

It's just that the faces of the five young people are not good-looking.

"Where is the old guy who dares to compete with Senior Brother Qiu Ming for treasures, he is really courting death!"

A young man with a pale face said murderously.

"Yes, it seems that he does not know that we are disciples of the Shifang Sword Sect."

The other person said coldly.

Among the five, sitting in the middle was a handsome young man in a blue robe, his face was very cold at this time.

He frowned, looked at the VIP room No. 9, and said, "This senior, I am Qiuming, a disciple of the Shifang Sword Sect. These nine drops of innate liquid are of great use to me, and I hope that senior will give in."

The words were very polite, but the voice was icy cold, filled with the murderous intent, and an incomparably powerful aura emanated from the VIP Room No. 3.

This is clearly a threat.

"A disciple of the Shifang Sword Sect!"

The people in the hall were all startled, and there was a look of fear in their eyes.

"A member of the Qiu Family of the Shifang Sword Sect?"

In the VIP Room No. 9, the old voice was heard. Inside, an old man was sitting, but at this time, he showed a look of fear.

"good!"

Qiu Ming returned coldly.

"Forget it, let these nine drops of innate liquid be given to you young people!"

The old man in VIP Room No. 9 pondered for a while, and finally sighed.

The Shifang Sword Sect, in the Scorching Sun Empire, is definitely a giant, and not many people dare to offend.

The old man withdrew, leaving a smile on Qiu Ming's face.

"250,000, is there a higher price for 250,000?"

Du Zhi looked around and asked.

"This is the innate original liquid, rare in the world. It is very rare in the scorching sun empire, and its effect on the physical body is extremely amazing. If you miss today, you will not know when you will meet it. If you want it, hurry up and bid, right? Twenty 50,000, is there any higher price?"

Du Zhi tried his best to seduce him.

Just now, Qiu Ming's performance made him very dissatisfied, and he naturally shouted at this time.

"This old guy!"

Qiuming gritted his teeth and stared at Du Zhi very unhappily. If his eyes could kill, Du Zhi would have been pierced into a sieve.

"Three hundred thousand!"

At this moment, a clear and clear voice sounded abruptly, spread throughout the audience, and shocked everyone.

Someone made a bid, and after knowing that he was a disciple of the Shifang Sword Sect, he dared to bid.

Where is it sacred?

Everyone's eyes turned to VIP Room No. 7 all of a sudden.

That's right, it was Lu Ming who made the bid just now.

And the price increase all at once, which is 50,000, directly pushes the price to 300,000.

"300,000, okay, this friend offered 300,000. Is there anything higher than 300,000?"

Du Zhi was overjoyed and announced.

bump!

In the VIP room No. 3, Qiu Ming slapped the table with a savage palm, smashing the table into pieces, with a gloomy expression on his face.

"Where did you come from, the boy with short eyes, knowing that we are disciples of the Shifang Sword Sect, still dare to bid, can't find death?"

The pale-faced youth let out a loud roar that spread throughout the audience.

"I offered 300,000 spirit crystals, are you still bidding?"

Lu Ming pouted and said lightly.

"court death!"

Qiu Ming finally couldn't help it, snorted coldly, and said, "Boy, I will limit you to five breaths before withdrawing the bid you made just now, otherwise, I will make you look ugly."

"I have money to pay, but I don't have money, and I'm still chatting here, get out!"

This was Lu Ming's response, strong and domineering.

In the auction hall, the audience was shocked.

This mysterious figure is actually so strong, facing the Shifang Sword Sect, let them go away?

"you..."

Qiu Mingqi's face was ashen, and a powerful aura filled the air, shrouded in the VIP Room No. 7.

"Boy, I'll kill you now."

Qiu Ming roared.

"You can come and try!"

Lu Ming responded strongly.

The cultivation base revealed by the other party is the eighth level of the Great Martial Master, which is extremely powerful, but what is Lu Ming afraid of?

"die!"

Qiu Ming roared, walked out of the VIP room, and was about to go to the third VIP room.

"presumptuous!"

Suddenly, Du Zhi shouted angrily, and an extremely terrifying aura burst out, like a mountain, pressing down on Qiu Ming, causing Qiu Ming's body to tremble and unable to move.

Wu Zong, this is the breath of Wu Zong.

The audience was shocked. Unexpectedly, Du Zhi, who looked very friendly, was actually a strong man in the realm of Wuzong.

"Old guy, what are you doing? You can't find death. I'm a disciple of the Shifang Sword Sect."

Qiu Ming roared.

"What bullshit Shifang Sword Sect, dare to make trouble in the Ditian auction, kill!"

Du Zhi shouted loudly, a word for killing, which contained infinite killing intent.

(End of this chapter) Dragon King of Wandao