Doomsday Sanctuary

The atmosphere in the hall is a bit stagnant, five billion yuan, the absolute value of a Tianzun **** soldier, but this is five billion, not half a million, and not everyone can make it. I haven’t seen the faces of the few Tianzun who just bid. It's green.

Jian Xiaochen looked at Tianzun, who was speaking with him just now:

"Shuang Lenghe, do you want to bid?"

The ancestor-level figure of Tianleihai Pavilion, the first-class power of Frostleng River, lacks a Heavenly Sovereign God Soldier. This time he is here to take one. How could he give up? He looked at Jian Xiaochen:

"Jian Xiaochen, it has nothing to do with you whether I make a bid or not. You can make a bid if you want, and you will give up if you don't make a bid!"

Jian Xiaochen smiled slightly and said:

"Now that you don't bid, I will bid!"

With that said, I was outputting a set of prices indifferently, and when the number changed, the value became 5.1 billion.

Tianzun, who bid 5 billion, flashed a trace of disappointment in his eyes, but then he really pulled the card out with a move, Hong Sheng laughed:

"You guys, I quit!"

However, neither Shuang Lenghe nor Jian Xiaochen paid any attention to him.

Shuang Lenghe raised his eyes and looked at Jian Xiaochen with a sneer:

"What? No money? Only 100 million higher?"

Jian Xiaochen said lightly:

"I am willing to bid 100 million, if you want, you can pay more, I have no objection!"

Shuang Lenghe snorted coldly and said:

"I bid 5.5 billion!"

The number on the big screen jumped to 5.5 billion, and there was an inhalation in the hall, 5.5 billion, and many people had never seen the money.

At this price, many Sanxiu Tianzun have been unable to bid, and it is really time for a master showdown, but until now, it is only that the two of them have reached this price, which is still very surprising. You must know that the major forces have not yet made a bid.

Shuang Lenghe looked at Jian Xiaochen and said:

"How about it, can't you argue?"

Jian Xiaochen's expression was indifferent, and with a move of his finger, he entered a set of numbers, but Shuang Lenghe's face sank, and the price had become 5.6 billion.

Shuang Lenghe said angrily:

"Six billion, I have six billion, Jian Xiaochen, if you are fighting, I will give up!"

Six billion is already the limit of Shuang Lenghe. All the funds he prepared have only reached this number. Now he is desperate. If Jian Xiaochen dares to compete, then he will give up.

He stared at Jian Xiaochen, he didn't believe that Jian Xiaochen could have so many funds for a casual cultivator, but he got the support of the sect this time.

At this time, Yan Qing didn't speak, and now the two of them had started a fight, and if she spoke, she might interrupt their momentum!

The more the two fight, the better, and the more they earn. This magic weapon is worth 10 billion. Although she knows that it may not be 10 billion, it can't be too low!

Six billion is absolutely low, a four billion difference. You must know that after half a day of auctioning ten plots today, only less than four billion were sold. This difference is four billion short. How she is willing.

She cast her gaze on Jian Xiaochen, watching whether he would bid, and if he didn't bid, she would immediately take over and guide her.

However, he did not disappoint, and Jian Xiaochen's expression was lightly moved with his fingers, and then the value suddenly jumped.

6.1 billion!

Now there was a whisper, and everyone’s eyes were full of horror. It was a bid, 6.1 billion. No one doubted this value, because it is impossible to bid without money in the card, which means that Mingjian Xiaochen really More than six billion were prepared.

boom!

Shuang Lenghe's body shook, gasping and staring at the huge number of 6.1 billion, then his body softened and collapsed in the chair. He failed. Jian Xiaochen really had 6.1 billion.

Everyone was also quite shocked. A casual cultivator could actually put out more than six billion, even the twelve super sect Tianzun in the box was extremely surprised.

It took a while before Shuang Lenghe came over. He looked at Jian Xiaochen and said blankly:

"Jian Xiaochen, you won!"

Jian Xiaochen nodded slightly, looking at Xiang Yanqing and said:

"Miss Yanqing, can I sing the price!"

Yan Qing smiled slightly and said:

"of course can!"

She picked up the auction hammer and looked at the people:

"The Qiankun Streaming Gap, the 13th VIP bid 6.1 billion, is there anyone bidding!"

Her gaze swept across the hall, and no one made a sound in the hall. She swept to the VIP room again, and there was no sound. She paused for a few breaths and said loudly again:

"Well, no one is bidding, then I will start to sing!"

"6.1 billion, the first time!"

Her gaze kept sweeping across the lobby and VIP compartment, waiting for someone to bid, but quietly, no one made an offer.

At this time, Jian Xiaochen looked indifferent, his left hand was twisted with a string of eighteen thousand-year-old blood wood beads, and he didn't seem to care about bidding, but when you look closely, you will find that his fingers move quickly, not like before. It's not too slow.

"6.1 billion, the second time!"

Yan Qing waited for a few breaths, no one bid, and he sang the price again. It was obvious that Jian Xiaochen's finger joints were slightly messed up, very slight, and might not be able to see it carefully.

Yan Qing was a little anxious, she looked at everyone and said:

"The Universe Streaming Gully, the Heavenly Sovereign-level God Weapon is definitely an extremely powerful God Weapon. They are incredibly powerful in battle. They are as fast as lightning. They are sharp weapons of attack. They are definitely worth possessing. Is there anyone to bid? There is still a chance. Don't shout again. The price, the hammer will fall after three times!"

She glanced over, but no one answered. She was disappointed in her heart. She raised her head to look at VIP Box No. 1, but did not get Di Ping's reply. She knew that she could not ask for it, and she said loudly:

"6.1 billion, the third time!"

The hammer in her hand was raised, and her eyes swept around, and at this moment Jian Xiaochen's hand that was visibly twisting the rosary stopped slightly, his indifferent face was slightly stiff, and his eyes were fixed on the auction hammer in Yanqing's hand.

Yanqing saw that no one answered, she could only bit her lip, raised the hammer, and said in a deep voice:

"to make......."

"My temples bid seven billion!"

Before Yan Qing finished the deal, a loud voice suddenly sounded in the hall.