There were also some people who had planned and wanted to raise prices, and looked at each other. They all sat down unwillingly. Although they have some funds. But if compared with the VIP class on the second floor. It is undoubtedly overwhelming. That being the case, just give up.

"Are there any bids?"

"Thirty-one million, once!

"Thirty-one million, twice!

"Thirty-one million, three times, become..."

Wan Yan looked down, and there was still no one who turned on the light, and was about to swing a small hammer when suddenly a voice came out to interrupt her.

"Wait, I'll pay 32 million!"

This sudden sound made everyone stunned, and the graceful little hammer did not fall in the air in time.

Lu Chen raised his brows, and a touch of unpleasantness flashed across his dark pupils. Seeing that the item was about to be sold, it suddenly ran into a spoiler.

"This voice..."

Yu Qingyang squinted his eyes and snorted lightly. The bidder's voice was very familiar. It was the master of the witch-magic pavilion: "This is the ladyboy of the witch-magic pavilion. You can tell by his voice that he is neither male nor female. goods."

"I'm out of 32 million, I want this Holy Spirit Mushroom!" Pavilion Master Wumei passed out of the box, at this moment he was sitting in the soft seat, and said proudly. Although Meiren Pavilion is a big power, the top grade magic stone is very precious. Due to limited funds, he struggled a bit, and only then did he call out the price. A person he knows is very good at alchemy, as long as there is him, it is not a problem to develop a superb pill.

"What a joke!"

Before Lu Chen could speak, Yu Qingyang behind him was a little unconvinced and shouted directly through the special sound device in the room: "We have bid for the third time. It is reasonable to say that the deal has been sold, and the things should be sold to us. What do you mean by bidding at this time?"

Pavilion Master Wumei didn't pay attention to this box at all, but at this time, he frowned and looked at this side coldly.

Each VIP box can see each other's box number plates. Wu Mei hasn't spoken yet, and the strong sweat next to him immediately sneered: "When do you care about my adults when they bid and make a deal? It hasn’t been exported and the hammer sound hasn’t fallen. How can it be considered a deal? My adults said that if you want something like this, you will definitely get it. You'd better understand it, otherwise things will not be kept like money, and you will even lose your life!"

With this arrogant threatening tone, Yu Qingyang almost drew his sword!

Meiren Pavilion is too overbearing, dare to say such things in the shaking day auction!

Another Bianzi Siyan next to Wumei smiled contemptuously: "Don't tell them this, those few villages Bajia, probably only for this little money, haven't you seen them already muffled? Poor ghost I want to compete with our adults, huh!"

"You!" Yu Qingyang's clear eyes flashed overwhelming anger, and he almost lifted his cloak and rushed up.

"The tone is so big, be careful of being struck by lightning! This is Dongjing, not your little place for cats and dogs! Dare to be so arrogant, be careful not to die!"

Lu Chen responded coldly, and Lu Chen pulled Yu Qingyang back, faintly shook his head and said in a low voice: "Don't be impulsive, don't let these guys recognize you, otherwise they will be on guard. They want this holy spirit mushroom. , Let them hold it temporarily."

"But, they snatched your things!" Yu Qingyang was still very annoyed. She wouldn't be so angry if she snatched her, but Lu Chen just couldn't! What's more, they are rude!

"Don't worry, people who **** my things have never paid the price. I promise that soon these guys will regret that their intestines are green." Lu Chen smiled softly and comforted Yu Qingyang.

The cold light flashing across his eyes made the two demon kings who looked at him shudder: "Dare to provoke me, then prepare to vomit blood to death!"

Looking at Lu Chen, his confident look calmed Yu Qingyang, but he was a little curious about her plan. Even if he was intercepted halfway, he wouldn't make people vomit blood to death. What on earth did he want to do?

"You'll find out later."

Lu Chen knew that Yu Qingyang was very curious, but he didn't explain anything, and immediately smiled mysteriously.

Since the hammer tone had not yet ended, Lu Chen's bids were not counted, and Lu Chen did not continue to bid. Although his top-grade magic stones are endlessly spent, there is no need to waste them.

From the moment the witch-magic people threatened Lu Chen, they were destined to be blacklisted by Lu Chen.

Wu Mei's bidding, and his and Lu Chen's yelling at each other, immediately made the noisy auction house much quieter.

"Thirty-three million!"

However, Lu Chen will stop at 32 million hours at the price.

An iron-blooded voice suddenly sounded.

Someone bidding, the eyes of Wu Meizhu suddenly became a little cold. He glanced obliquely at the number plate of the box that was loud. He sneered and said: "Thirty-four million."

"Thirty-five million." There was still a voice from that room.

All eyes were gathered on these two boxes. The first person who just offered the price didn't seem to dare to say anything, but now another bidder appeared.

These people looked at the two with great interest, whether they could actually mention the price there.

"Pavilion Lord, now the price of the Holy Spirit Mushroom is already top-notch. If you increase the price, it will be a bit of a loss. And we should keep the funds to fight for the end." The seemingly sorrowful wizard wants to increase the price. A big man beside him hurriedly whispered.

"Thirty-six million." Wu Meizu frowned slightly, and after a moment of hesitation, he quoted the last price.

He has made up his mind to abandon the bid if the other party still follows the price.

However, unexpectedly, after the master of the Meiren Pavilion called out the price, the box did not move.

Looking at the quiet meeting place and the room number that did not light up, Wu Mei, the master of the Meiren Pavilion, was taken aback. Immediately he understood something, and the corners of his mouth evoked a gloomy look. He whispered softly: "Very well, you can check me out who the person in this room is. I want him to taste the pain and die."

"Haha. Now it is the price of 36 million high-grade magic stones. Is there anyone else who wants to increase the price? If not. Then this plant of Holy Spirit Mushroom belongs to him." Wan Yan was quite satisfied with the price. After seeing nothing to answer, she gently moved her jade hand, and finally knocked the auction hammer in her hand.

In the end, the Holy Spirit Mushroom successfully landed in the pocket of the Master Wumei at a price of 32 million.

"Thirty-six million high-grade magic stones, a really good price." There was a playful smile on Lu Chen's face.

"I don't know, who is bidding with Wu Mei, really is a wonderful person." Yu Qingyang's cold jade face burst into a snow lotus-like smile, and Lu Chen couldn't help but wonder.

The auction then continued in full swing, and this round was contested by small forces.

Yu Qingyang finally saw the lively scene of the shaking day auction, the dazzling merchandise, including some rare treasures, and even the extremely rare inner pill of Warcraft.

This time, there are no VIPs on the second floor to intervene, and bidding is blooming everywhere. A product often has to compete for hundreds of times before it is auctioned. These middle and upper-level products are the most popular.

All of this also kept the atmosphere in the venue at a climax, and the noise continued until Wanyan announced that the auction of two eight-level magic weapons was about to begin, and the venue was quiet.

Everyone understands that this is a battle for the upper class!

At this time, Pavilion Master Wumei and other people on the second floor, who had been sitting lazily in their seats, straightened up at the same time.

Eighth magic weapon...

Inside the extremely spacious auction room, there was a bit of tension.

Most of the advanced magic weapons on the Demon God Continent are held by some big forces and refining alliances. Although these eighth-level magic weapons are not extremely precious, they can be said to be rare and rare.

"This first Grade 8 middle-grade magic weapon is a powerful sniper bow and arrow. It has been appraised by our appraiser, and it is a top-grade grade 8 middle-grade magic weapon. The craftsman who casts it is the best The important thing is that this powerful bow can also increase the number of levels. Therefore, the reserve price of this magic bow is 35 million high-grade magic stones, and now we are bidding!" With the introduction of Wan Yan smile, people voted for the form on the stage. The eyes of the gorgeous magic bow are full of heat.

Although the sky-high price of 35 million yuan is surprising, the eighth-level middle-grade magic weapon is invaluable! No one will think this price is unreasonable!

Although auctioneers sometimes exaggerate when auctioning items, they can't be wrong about what they say from the shaking day auction site.

These powerful sniper weapons are even more destructive than ordinary weapons. Shooting cultivators remotely, Shi Fang has no time to unfold the power of the magic soul and the magic element, which is impossible to defend!

The pavilion master Wumei had a glorious glow in his eyes, no man would reject an excellent magic weapon, especially, this magic weapon could increase its rank.

"This thing is interesting, I like it" Wu Mei stared at the perfect magic bow.

"Thirty-six million!" A faint voice came from the venue below, and the other black-robed man who was mixed in the venue, without even frowning, hugged the price.

Under the allure of the best eight-level middle-grade magic weapon, other dark horses appeared!

"Thirty-seven million!" Another gentle and white-looking young man pressed the bidder gracefully.

"Thirty-eight million!"

"Thirty nine million!"

Under the lure of the eighth-level middle-grade magic weapon, many forces in the field have also acted. For them, a Holy Spirit Mushroom that has to ask someone to make a refining and then can only improve a little strength may be a bit extravagant.

However, an eight-level middle-grade magic weapon that can increase the number of levels and kill the strong is absolutely worth this price!

For this eighth-level middle-grade magic weapon, it doesn't matter if you fight to offend unknown VIPs in the second-level box!

Soon, the price rose to 40 million! Fifty million!

"Fifty million!"

The person who had just competed with that Wumei, this time the shot was very fast, before the Wumei Pavilion Lord took the lead in pressing the bid and quotation.

As soon as this somewhat terrifying price came out, there was a brief silence in the venue.

The person in that room smiled at the pavilion master Wumei through the insured voice device: "Pavilion Master Wumei, you have just received a plant of Holy Spirit Mushroom, which is a good time. Let me show the limelight."

...

After hearing this, Pavilion Master Wumei paused, his hand stopped on the bidder, a grinning smile spread out in his eyes, and he immediately took his hand back.

After listening to the words just now, Wu Mei naturally knew what this person meant. If he still bids, then the subsequent quotations will only get higher and higher, and neither party will please.