"200 million yuan stone, but there are still people to increase the price." The old man of the dark place rings through the auction hall.
"210 million." The emperor is lazy.
"300 million." Taowu emperor is more aggressive, a breath of 90 million, after shouting price, but also a glance at the first glance of the emperor, that gloomy eyes, full of provocation.
The face of gluttony, momentarily gloomy, thought that he could fight for several rounds, who had thought that Taowu was so fierce and so fierce.
Taowu lies on the seat, with two legs up, and looks at the gluttony with a smile. His posture is like saying: I have money, and there are some ways to keep going!
"It''s your intention to do that." Taotie lenghum, he abandoned the shooting directly. He didn''t have money, or he didn''t want to spend too much stone and life-sustaining medicine for a pill. He still had so many. It was not bad for this one. His mission was the treasure of pressing the axis: Immortal gold.
Taowu raised his mouth, playing abuse and playing.
"You don''t want it. This king wants it. It''s 310 million." Although Taotie was defeated, it still had a block, but the ghost emperor was the emperor, and the sound of smiley was full of magic.
"400 million." Taowu did not see the ghost, as if, he could not be seen at all.
"Is it so rich and rich as a flood?" All the heaven people repair and sigh, each of them are all out of the flag, all put that conjecture, the eight classics of the two Honghuang emperor dressed.
"We can''t match this kind of auction."
"You said, if they don''t agree, will they do it?"
In the voice of the discussion, many people looked at the ghost, and were ignored by the Taowu, and would be more likely to slow down the fire.
Ghost pour leisurely, self-reliance drinking, to the disregard of the Taowu, not angry, but smile cunning.
Seeing that Tao Wu realized that he was in the pit, he had not planned to bid for the eight grain pill since the beginning. So, he wanted to spend more money.
For a while, the face of the Taowu was cold to the extreme.
Ghost is not vegetarian, and he will not advise him if he is not divided into two parts.
The two emperors were in a confrontation, making the atmosphere of Youming Pavilion solidify.
"Fight, start." Ye Chen body side thin old man, how to whisper, a look at the knowledge, is also a fear of the world not disorderly Lord.
Ye Chen did not speak, holding the table in one hand, chin, fingers, bored knocking on the table, two eyes, but sometimes left and right, looking at the emperor Honghuang in the view of the whole world.
He found that there was a emperor of Honghuang, the desire for eight lines to continue to live in gold Dan, the strongest.
The emperor was not a master or a glutton, but a king long emperor.
A glimpse of it shows that ye Chen is astonishing to realize that the bottom line of Jinlong''s Quasi emperor to the immortal Dan is billion yuan stone. That is to say, the bidding of eight grain Dan is not a billion yuan stone, and it can never be photographed. Don''t look at the coax of the Taowu cattle. His bottom line is only 500 million yuan stone.
"There is no more longevity, no wonder there are billions of bottom lines." Ye Chen secretly said, from the view, the life of Jinlong has been infinite near the end, and continues to continue to live Dan, this is the straw of saving lives.
Indeed, his words fell, and the words of Jinlong rang, "401 million."
In a word, let the Taowu not from the side of the eyes, abandoned the ghost, turned to death to stare at the Golden Dragon.
"Eight lines continue to die Dan, and Ben Wang also wants it." "Golden Dragon" laughs.
"It depends on you, is there any such skill?" "You are 90 million."
"510 million." If Jin Long doesn''t advise, he will welcome the words.
Taowu squints his eyes slightly, and there is a flash of cold light.
"You can add some more, thanks for your good Tao." The old man in the dark has a faint voice.
Tao Wu took a deep breath, and finally pressed down the impulse of price increase. A word broke out in the teeth, "this pill, it is his."
"So, thanks for the great work." The fun of Jinlong''s smile.
"There is a price increase." The old man of Youming moved his eyes from the Taowu, and looked down the ring. When he swept the leaves, he stopped for another second.
Don''t say, he this look, ye Chen really raised his hand, "510million big 90 million, 600 million."
"You''re crazy!" The thin old man couldn''t help swearing.
"700 million."
"How can I add it?"
"800 million."
"No, no medicine!"
"900 million."
Ye Chen and thin old man, you say that I keep talking, like talking to each other, without violating the feeling. The most funny thing is that every word thin old man says, ye Chen will add 100 million.
The people present, with their mouths open, have not closed for a long time.
This moment, the dark place Pavilion is very quiet.
All eyes, no exception, have gathered on both of them, especially focusing on Ye Chen''s party, right? No one else has any price. What do you put on your own? It is not allowed to talk yet. One word is, you add 100 million, it is more money burning, or the brain is in water.
At this moment, Rao is the old man of the nether, and it is a little bit covered.
He presided over so many auctions, which is the most wonderful work of today. He has to bid with himself. He has 100 million plus. This is a situation. Your family has no mines! Your family made money!Under everyone''s gaze, ye Chen is still in that posture, like a person who has nothing to do.
Look at the thin old man. He has already buried his head in his hands. He swore to himself that he would not say more than one word. He added 100 million yuan to Ye Chen. He was afraid that he could not bear to be careful with his liver, and he died suddenly on the spot.
Today, he really saw what urine is. He hasn''t seen it in 8000 years.
To say the most ugly face, or the Golden Dragon Emperor, a pair of golden eyes, staring at Ye Chen.
"I have money, can''t I add it?" Ye Chen pretended to be frightened.
"Yes, it is." The Golden Dragon sneered, his eyes scarlet, cruel and bloodthirsty. His face is ferocious as an evil ghost. Just looking at it, he is particularly dangerous.
"This boy, what''s his origin? He''s looking for Honghuang to do the right thing."
"It used to be poor and strange emperor, but now it''s Golden Dragon Emperor. 200 million yuan becomes 900 million yuan, which is enough to urinate."
"Well done, whoever it is."
The voice of discussion rose again, and the friars of the heavens were called happy.
"Friends of the way, you can still add." The old man of the nether world sweeps to the Golden Dragon Emperor.
"One billion." The Golden Dragon gnawed his teeth.
"The elder has money, but the younger generation has taken it." Ye Chen sighed with regret.
With his manner, the monk''s mouth twitched, and it was clear that hundreds of millions of Yuan stones had been dug, but it was still like this. Is this an obstruction to people?
The one who wants to be mad most is Jin Jiu. Although he has photographed BaWen''s golden elixir for life extension, he is very angry and heartbroken. Hundreds of millions of Yuan stones have been lost. The flood is rich, but he can''t help making this kind of creation. All this is because of Ye Chen. His killing of Ye Chen has gone deep into his soul.
He was so angry that he wanted to go crazy. But the emperor to be was gloating. Needless to think, another big enemy was solved and a billion yuan stone was spent. The auction of immortal gold in the back would fall behind.
This time, they have to thank Ye Chen.
"I said, you really have 900 million yuan stone?" The thin old man poked Ye Chen.
Ye Chen laughs but does not speak, only quietly drinks, the source stone does not have 900 million, but if you add other treasures, it is not easy to say.
Not to mention anything else, the chaos tripod is made of Daluo shentie. It is more chaotic and holds the character of dunjia heaven. Since its formation, it has swallowed many magic weapons, not to mention 900 million or 9 billion worth.
If the Golden Dragon''s bottom line is not only one billion, otherwise, he will face the death pit.
Bull!
People from all over the world gave Ye Chen a thumbs up again. They were really urinating. If they didn''t follow him, they would lose a lot. Although the eight patterns gold elixir is precious, it is not worth a billion yuan stone.
Among them, there are so few people, look at Ye Chen''s eyes, the most worship.
Those are nurseries planted in the nether world, and their function is to drive up prices.
Can be embarrassed is, they before and after more than one shot, are not as direct as ye Chen this time.
If you want to do childcare, ye Chen is really hanging. If you can''t get rid of them, ye Chen will take care of it. The whole of them is useless.
The auction continued and the climax continued.
However, in this auction, there is a strange phenomenon, that is, whenever Honghuang participates in the auction, there will always be one person out to make trouble. Moreover, he is so rich that the price offered is too big to make people panic. More than a dozen emperor Zhun of Honghuang have been beaten by him one by one.
That god man is Ye Chen.
Yes, he came to shoot real fire, but he also came to make trouble, so we can''t see the flood and famine offer.
Because he, the great emperor to be, had to spend a lot more money every time they made a sale. They also participated in a lot of auctions, but they had never been so hard to auction a treasure as they are today.
"Kill, kill, kill." More than a dozen would-be emperors were gnawing their teeth, and their gloomy eyes were covered with bloodstains.
If the eyes can kill people, ye Chen died more than 10000 times.
If it had not been for the nether world, they would have killed it.
"There''s a price to pay for taking the baby away from my auctions." Ye Chen is calm on the surface, but sneers in the heart.
The friars of the heavens, grinning and tongue chattering, raised their thumbs for ye Chen''s actions and were silent for the emperor to be emperor of Honghuang. They finally came to participate in an auction. However, they met such a pit God, who did not pit the monks of the heavens, but only captured the Honghuang pit, the pit playing with life, and the pit toward death.
At the moment, if ye Chen is not a nurseries, ghosts believe it.
Even the old man of the netherworld believed it. He spoke to his family several times to make sure whether the goods were childcare or not. If so, he would be given a bonus after the auction.
This kind of talent is too damn capable.
"Take it easy. Be careful that when you shoot a real fire, the flood will make a stumbling block." The thin old man warned.
"Let them have fun ahead of time." Ye Chen smiles mysteriously.
On the stage, the old man of the nether world coughed and took the auction again. It was a copper furnace. It could be used as a tool for making alchemy furnace. The material used for casting it was also special divine iron.Once the copper furnace was taken out, the eyes of the leaf Chen flickered with fine light.
He is such a look, can not escape the emperor Honghuang, waiting for the pit leaf Chen? But you must always stare at the leaf Chen, see the shining light in the eyes of the leaf Chen, and then make sure that ye Chen wants this copper stove.
But, where do they know, ye Chen is deliberately for it, deliberately acting, his acting skills, all the time online, and still the movie emperor level.
Everything is to prepare for the real fire.
They must put the emperor Honghuang in advance, the bright and white pit, and when they are shooting the real fire, they will be tied up.
That was how he did that, and he almost went mad about huatiandu and the pit.