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Chapter 232 The Flame of Doom

The auction continues.

Lan Xin smiled and said, "The next auction item is a elixir. This elixir is carved with dragon and tiger patterns, called the Dragon and Tiger Cauldron. It is a long time ago. According to the identification of the Zhuque Pavilion appraiser, the Dragon and Tiger Cauldron is a first-fourth-grade alchemy cauldron with a starting price of 50,000 yuan in lower-grade spirit stones."

As he said that, two guards worked together to lift a half-person-high bronze tripod. As Lan Xin said, the tripod was carved with dragon and tiger patterns, which looked extremely extraordinary.

Zhou Qing remembered the mountain and river cauldron he obtained in the ancient demon abyss underground palace. It was also a elixir cauldron, which was higher than this dragon and tiger cauldron, and it was a sixth-grade elixir cauldron, which was of great value.

If Lei Chuhong and others knew that the Shanhe Cauldron was a sixth-grade alchemy cauldron, they would probably have to compete with him no matter what they said.

"Start bidding." Lan Xin said.

However, not many people bid. After all, it is a alchemy cauldron, and only alchemists need alchemists. However, alchemists are not cabbage, and they are very rare. Therefore, everyone just watched the alchemists bid.

"Fifty thousand low-grade spirit stones."

"Fifty-five-thousand-grade spirit stones"

Soon, this Dragon and Tiger Cauldron was captured by an alchemist in the VIP room with a 100,000 low-grade spirit stones.

One hundred thousand spirit stones are a great number for ordinary people and even those big families, but for alchemists, it is a drop in the bucket. After all, alchemists are very popular and noble professions, and every alchemist is rich.

When the Dragon and Tiger Cauldron was carried down, Lan Xin showed a charming smile and said slowly: "The following is the last item in this auction, the strange fire and the flame of doomsday. I believe it is worthless."

"Extraordinary Fire!"

Many people in the crowd had slightly condensed their eyes. The warriors reached the Xuanwu realm. The true essence contained the power of attributes. The owner of the flame martial soul, the true essence is partially fire attribute, and the true essence flame used is also powerful.

The strange fire is born from heaven and earth, and has very violent power. If it can be swallowed and absorbed, refined into the fire of true essence and fused for its own use, it can quickly improve its strength.

As Lan Xin finished speaking, many people's eyes suddenly became hot. The strange fire and the destructive power were amazing, and it also had a strong attraction for alchemists.

"Is the flame of doomsday finally here?"

Zhou Qing's eyes also shone with light, and his eyes lit up. What he was waiting for was the flame of doomsday.

In the VIP room, Zi Yang looked at the crowd below, and a hint of sarcasm appeared in the corner of his eyes. He came here specifically for the Flame of Doomsday today, and he was fully prepared. The Flame of Doomsday is destined to be his, and these people will become his foil.

"The Flame of Doomsday, the lowest price, 60,000 low-grade spirit stones." Lan Xin offered the lowest price, which was higher than the Dragon and Tiger Cauldron. From this point, the value of the strange fire can be seen.

As Lan Xin finished speaking, the crowd suddenly became eager to try. No one would think that the lowest price was high, and those who came here were people with some family background.

"Sixty thousand low-grade spirit stones."

"Sixty-five thousand low-grade spirit stones."

“…”

"One hundred thousand low-grade spirit stones."

Bidding sounds came one after another, and in just a short moment, someone offered a price of 100,000 low-grade spirit stones, which was very scary, and the price was still rising.

Zhou Qing, Zi Yang and others who were determined to win the flames of the Doomsday did not speak, but sat there and looked at it. It was meaningless to speak now, and it was the time for them to take action.

Soon, the price of the Doomsday Flame was raised to the point of 150,000 low-grade spirit stones, and as the price became higher and higher, fewer and fewer people bid.

At this time, a domineering voice came from the VIP room: "Twenty-hundred thousand low-grade spirit stones!"

As soon as the price was released, it immediately shocked everyone present.

The price of 200,000 low-grade spirit stones is quite high. I am afraid that only a large family with a deep foundation can produce them, and it will also cause damage to the bones.

Thinking about the fact that Zhou Qing destroyed the Yang family, he only plundered nearly 200,000 low-grade spirit stones.

So everyone turned their eyes to the VIP room with the sound.

"Who is sitting inside? You can speak 200,000 low-grade spirit stones!"

The crowd's eyes flashed, as if they wanted to see clearly the people sitting inside through the curtain, but unfortunately, they couldn't see them at all.

"Everyone, please give me some convenience in Xia Ziyang, Tianhuoshan Villa." Just as everyone was confused, a voice came out from it, resolving everyone's doubts.

"It turned out to be Zi Yang from Tianhuo Villa, no wonder."

"Zi Yang probably wants to use the strange fire to break the mirror and impact the position of Xuanwu Realm."

When the crowd heard Zi Yang's words, they immediately understood.

"Haha, since Mr. Ziyang spoke, I will withdraw and stop competing with Mr. Ziyang." At this time, another voice came from a VIP room, which should be an alchemist.

"Thank you, Master Ling."

"It's okay, I'm familiar with Old Man Tianhuo. You are his disciple, so I still have to give you this little face."

When the crowd heard the two of them talking from afar, their hearts trembled slightly.

Master Ling, Ling Yun, a third-grade alchemist in Zhuque Ancient City, can refine the best-grade alchemist. It is said that he is preparing to break through the third-grade level and impact the realm of the fourth-grade alchemist.

A fourth-grade alchemist is a person who can refine Xuandan, and there are very few in the entire Yunwu Kingdom.

Everyone knew that since Zi Yang had spoken and even Master Ling had spoken back, it seemed that the flame of doomsday might be Zi Yang's.

"Twenty-one thousand low-grade spirit stones!"

But at this moment, a faint voice sounded, which immediately attracted everyone's attention. The crowd looked for the person who spoke, and then descended on Zhou Qing.

"Who is this guy? Zi Yang has spoken, but he still doesn't know how to fight for it!"

"Isn't he a guy who had a conflict with Zi Yang in Zhuque Pavilion before? Now he is bidding. Is he trying to disgust Zi Yang?"

People who have seen and never met Zhou Qing started to discuss it.

In the VIP room, Zi Yang's eyes fell on Zhou Qing's body through the strange curtain, and a cold look flashed in his eyes.

"It's him!"

The few people behind him also saw Zhou Qing, and their faces darkened. This guy actually started bidding. Is he trying to avenge his previous revenge?

"Senior brother, this person is sitting in an ordinary seat. He looks like his identity is average. He doesn't know how to fight with his senior brother for the flame of doomsday. Damn it!" The young man injured by Zhou Qing also saw Zhou Qing, and the light of hatred flashed in his eyes and said.

"Um."

Zi Yang nodded. He originally thought that Zhou Qing had an extraordinary identity, but now it seems that Zhou Qing has no identity at all, otherwise he would not have sat in an ordinary seat.

I'm afraid Zhou Qing is just a little more talented and has only cultivated to the ninth level of the Lingwu Realm at this age.

"There are many geniuses in the world, but there are very few geniuses who can grow up. I advise you not to mistake yourself."

In the VIP room, Zi Yang's voice came out, and the crowd knew that this was said to Zhou Qing, and the threat was self-evident.

"If you have a spirit stone, keep bidding. If you don't have one, just stay there. I really think that the identity of a disciple of Tianhuo Villa can scare me? Naive!"

Zhou Qing's sarcastic voice sounded, and he met tit-for-tat.
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