"Huh, idiot. As warriors, as long as you give up your original profession and spend a little money, you can choose another branch of the profession." Tianzhizi snorted.

"It turned out to be money, and it was really courageous. With your mighty Yun family's strength, it might be easy to take this fairy sword away?"

"110 million!" Heavenly Son did not tangle with him anymore, with a cold face, once raised the sky high of 100 million to another scary height. When it comes to fighting, he never buryes his opponent. And his sister often told him a word-avoid the enemy's strength, attack the enemy's weakness.

"Oh, 130 million!"

"... 150 million!" The Son of Heaven shouted.

"170 million!"

"... 180 million!"

"200 million! Hehe, Yun Sihai, look at your expression ... Your grandmother Yun family won't even feel the pain if you take out such a little money, right?" Just a random number. Language is even more disdainful and ridiculous.

"What a lonely city ... 250 million !!!!"

Flapping ... This time, the original fainting on Tianchen Square also fainted.

"300 million!"

Dangdang, just stood up and fell down again.

Crazy, all crazy!

The host on the stage in September all smiled and crouched into a crescent-like slit. Prior to this, Liu Yueyue had told her that this fairy sword would definitely take billions. Although she has always trusted Liu Yueyue, she still has a little doubt in her heart ... and now, the price is more than hundreds of millions.

The only people left were the funeral **** and the son of heaven, and there was no third socket. Obviously, the focus of this bidding with the fairy sword is not the fairy sword ... they are no longer fighting for the fairy sword, but another confrontation between the two opponents.

The immediate consequence of their stalemate was ... whoever stopped the bargaining first was the loser.

"330 million!"

"350 million!"

"370 million ..."

"420 million!"

"..."

"Well, so much money, what is not good." Zuo Pojun shook his head secretly. He has no concept of money, because he has never been short of money since childhood. But in the face of hundreds of millions of people, people who have no concept should know how exaggerated this is.

"500 million Chinese currency ... Oh! It can make 100,000 poor children return to that warm campus, it can turn a garbage-filled city into a green paradise, and it can make ninety-nine Chinese residents willing Taking risks, even if you lose your life ... Oh, in the world, why is there such a thing as money. I never have a penny on me, never. I can never find one like me without being defiled by money People. "Murong Qiushui sighed endlessly.

Zuo Pojun: "..." This mental illness is a bit more true.

"Five hundred and ten million ... clouds and seas, you still don't have to fight with me, I have to decide on this piece of magical equipment today, even if you are not qualified to **** it from me!" Funeral God sneered Then said. And his remarks cut off the path of the Son of Heaven.

"Idiot, my Yun family is under Jinghua. How strong is my Yun family? You, the southern barbarian, can compare! Five hundred and fifty million!" The son of heaven fired up and retaliated. Once the battle between the two people has begun, it will be difficult to end it, because no one of them will ever want to be in front of so many people ... especially in the auction that belongs to Liu Yiyue and is bound to be her attention. Suppressed. To them, Yan is more important than anything.

"600 million gold coins! Clouds and seas, dare to follow? If you dare not, just go home obediently. I still want to take this fairy weapon early. It is really a luxury to waste time." God is still bland as before. Compared with the ever-changing face of the Son of Heaven, he presents calmness and calmness.

"700 million!"

That one by one number in billions almost stopped the heartbeat of those normal players. What is a rich man? They are fully aware today.

"So brave! Then I have ... 800 million, haha, really good number."

The son of the sky gritted his teeth again, and he was about to bargain, and suddenly his ears moved slightly. There was a young girl's voice ... that was from his sister's voice.

In a short sentence, the son of heaven suddenly trembled, as if suddenly topped with a plate of cold water, woke up completely, accompanied by a cold sweat that suddenly awakened ... A word from his sister let him know that he almost fell The trap of the buried god.

The impulse and spirit dispute is indeed a terrible devil.

He gritted his teeth, quickly picked up the communicator, said in a low, but enough voice to be heard by others: "immediately ... get me 1 billion gold coins on the card! Immediately !!!"

Putting down the intercom, he shouted coldly: "Nine hundred million !!"

He shouted the price of ⑨ billion, and made people turn one billion, isn't it ... he is even prepared to spend a billion dollars on the sky ... just for a magic weapon! ?

Completely crazy! !! !!

The funeral **** also picked up the communicator and said calmly: "Go, draw a billion gold coins in my card ... give you twenty seconds."

Put down the speaker, he smiled slightly, and slowly shouted another level of price: "billion!"

The billion-dollar astronomical auction is shaking the hearts of countless players at this moment.

"Dare you follow me?" The funeral's smile was still light, as if the breeze price was still a simple figure for him.

"No, of course I won't follow."

In the mouth of the son of the sky, the player's unexpected response was expressed.

Before the Son of Heaven changed his dark and uncertain look, he smiled, and even clapped his hands with "snap," "snap," and "snap": "Immortal artifacts are indeed precious and unparalleled. The development of power, the gain is far better than an immortal artifact that can not take too long. Since the buried **** you have such a great love for your friends, insist on winning this fairy sword, what is my **** It ’s so much love. Funeral god, this fairy sword that you took with billions of dollars is yours ... Dugu ’s family is really rich and rich, admire and admire, hahahaha ... "

Having said that, with the expression that the burial **** suddenly became stiff, he laughed, turned away, and never looked back again.

The change of the situation kept the players present for a while, and then immediately reacted.

"... Mr. 'Fun God' has now bid one billion ... one billion gold coins for this Zisha sword. Is there any friend willing to pay a higher price?"

Higher prices? Kaikai Kaikai what a joke! !! This is not ten gold coins, not one hundred thousand gold coins, but one billion astronomical figures! !! Even if everyone wants this fairy sword ... but TM only has mental illness to buy one billion.

The funeral **** is an assassin profession. Even if the sword of the fairy sword is in hand, it cannot be used for himself. There is no need to spend such a cost ... So many people knew from the beginning that the funeral **** was to the son of heaven. Provocative, then swiftly raised the price, and finally withdrew when approaching the bottom line of the Son of Heaven, allowing him to win this worthless fairy sword at a tremendous price ...

However, I did not expect that at the last moment, it was not the funeral **** who suddenly let go, but the son of heaven ... Or, the funerary **** had not had time to let go at all, because the order issued by the son of heaven before the transfer of one billion gold coins allowed People take it for granted that there are at least one billion in his bottom line ... but I didn't expect that it was just a smoke bomb that the Son of Heaven confused and buried God.

This confrontation seemed to be a burial **** victory, because he took the last fairy sword ... but everyone who knows it knows that it is the Son of Heaven who wins. However, the final winner and the biggest winner was the July Chamber of Commerce.

The billion-dollar auction is bound to drop a lot in the history of chambers of commerce lost in the mainland.

"Billions of gold coins for the first time!"

"Billions of gold coins for the second time!"

"Billions of gold coins for the third time!"

"When!" A final word, September shouted loudly: "Congratulations to you, Mr. Burial God, this sword of Zicha already belongs to you ... Thank you for your support to our July Chamber of Commerce."

The moment the hammer fell, the transaction was completed. The sword of the purple brake was transferred to the bag of the burial **** ... the one billion gold coin of the burial **** was transferred to the account of the July Chamber of Commerce.

Holding the purple sword in his hand, the buried **** smiled bitterly, but it was a bitter smile. He originally wanted to be a fierce overcast child, and the expression and expression of cold sweat on his head clearly showed that he had been fully aroused by his spleen ... Based on his understanding of the child, he would have been at all costs And he consumed it. But the fact was unexpected, and the Son of Heaven suddenly withdrew ...

This is not like the style of the Son of Heaven who is very impulsive and emotional.

But ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ Now that things are done, let it be easy. The burial **** quickly adjusted his mentality. Billions of gold coins are a great loss to anyone. He took out the Purple Sword in front of countless people, and then directly traded it to the God of Falling Star sitting on his right: "The Falling Star, the first fairy sword of Huaxia Kingdom, is well deserved. The strongest weapon belongs to you ... I hope that you can become my God League, no, it should be the strongest sword warrior in China! "

Countless envious eyes focused on the body of the falling star of God. The billion-dollar price, the unparalleled strongest sword of the fairy ... The purple sword flickers the eyes of the **** of falling stars, his look remains the same, but the hands that have taken the sword of the purple brake are already trembling. He took it, and then focused on it, and said in front of everyone's face, "The young master is so loved. If this is my God, the falling star cannot be the strongest warrior, and there is no face to stay with young master."

The burial **** directly decides the ownership of the sword of Zicha, in front of all the people present, as well as the countless players who are watching here, which is a gift and a spur. Under that kind of situation and sudden powerful touch, anyone will be surging in blood and make a decisive oath. It is amazing that it is a funeral god. Even if it has just been turned over, causing a billion-dollar loss, it can be adjusted so quickly and make a decision with high results. ... is worthy of being the God of the South.

(Well, the reminder of the "Xie xx" classmate in the book review area, I turned it around and found that the real identity of the funerary **** and the Son of Heaven was really messed up, uh, people are old. Thanks in advance Classmate xx, then, make sure: the son of heaven belongs to the northern Yun family-yes, the one that made Zhao Tianhua bankrupt, named Yun Sihai. The burial **** belongs to the southern Dugu family, named Dugu City.)