There were only a few more than fifty people participating in the auction.

Although there are more than 200 people who have not received the quota, there are only three places for auction, so most people tactfully retreated.

"Everyone, this auction is very simple. There are only three places for the fairy monument, so I didn't say much. Now we will start the first place auction, a low price of an immortal stone!"

An old silver-haired man walked up to the auction table and said to the monk sitting.

Although it sounds a joke to make a low price of a fairy stone, everyone will think how low the final transaction price will be.

Yi Cheng, who was sitting in the front row, finished speaking and immediately quoted: "One thousand!"

Yi Cheng's offer made the scene quiet for a moment, and then there was a hilarious feeling.

"Hahaha, this silly boy really thinks it's a fairy stone?"

"Yes, a thousand fairy stones, hahaha, it's really not embarrassing!"

"Boy, don't make trouble!"

...

All kinds of laughter and shouted immediately, and then an old man said, "Three million!"

"Three million and one hundred thousand!"

"Three million and two million!"

"Four million!"

...

Prices soar...

"A thousand top-quality immortal stones!" Yi Cheng heard the shouts of others for a short time and shouted softly again!

This time, no one laughed again.

One thousand top-grade immortal stones are ten million top-grade immortal stones.

While everyone was silent, Yi Cheng looked at the host on the auction stand, "Can the result be announced?"

The old man looked at the audience, saw that no one offered, nodded and said, "Since no one offered again, the first place will be the fellow Taoist!"

As he said that, a dark purple blank soul jade slip came to Yi Cheng's hand.

After putting away things, Yi Cheng began to close his eyes and rest, as if the subsequent things had nothing to do with him.

Seeing Yi Cheng's performance, many people felt relieved.

Because generally, this place will be sold at 700 or 800 yuan.

"Now the auction of the second place starts, the low price is still a fairy stone!"

The old man spoke again.

After the old man finished speaking, there was no sound at the scene.

Everyone looked at Yi Cheng.

Seeing that he did not speak this time, he prepared to make a quote!

"Hahaha, I can get a place like this, so I will also pay a thousand!"

At this moment, a child voice sounded.

Everyone turned around and looked, but a twelve-year-old child sitting in the last row spoke with a smile.

"Bastard, who is the shitty boy from the family, has also come here to make trouble!"

Someone cursed and the other monks started to shout again!

"Three million!"

"Three million and five million!"

...

"Hey, you bastard, dare you scold me. If a man is waiting for you in the ring later! Humph, Xiaojiu, Fu Xianshi, let's go to the ring to wait for this bastard!"

It was naturally Xiao Jin who spoke, and Xiao Jiu, who was beside him, nodded quickly when he heard this.

"Okay, Brother Xiao Jin, I'll just come here!" Xiao Jiu said, and a storage ring flew towards the auction table.

The monk who was in charge of the auction reached out to take it, looked at it, and said to the others: "Is there any higher one thousand top-quality immortal stones?"

This time, everyone was stunned!

Seeing that no one was talking, this place was handed over to Xiaojiu!

When Xiaojiu and Xiaojin walked out of the venue, several people immediately followed.

"Let's go and have a look, maybe we can get another place!"

A young monk sent a voice to his companions around him!

"You are crazy. Those two were demon cultivators just now. Do you really think they are children? That child is already the champion. Although that young man lost, his strength is definitely stronger than most other champions! Those people just now are looking for death!"

...

The auction continued, but everyone was nervous at this moment because there was only the last place left.

"Everyone, the last place is the same, so bid!"

The old man also hosted countless auctions, but this was the first time like this.

This time, I calmed down for a while and saw that no one called a thousand, the others started to bid.

"Five million!"

Because it was the last place, no one could wait and see!

"Six million!"

"Six million and one hundred thousand!"

"Six and six million!"

"Seven million!"

"Seven million,900,000!"

...

It is not easy to get so many immortal stones.

But the competition for this last quota has just begun.

"Nine million!"

"Nine million and one hundred thousand!"

"Nine and two million!"

"Nine million and seven million!"

Every time the bid is different. Obviously, everyone knows that leaving the immortal stone is useless!

"Ten million!"

Finally someone shouted out ten million, the same as the first two places!

The bidder was a young man in blue. At this time, he was nervous at the front desk and even regretted that he did not take action earlier.

Because the last one is the most fierce competition.

However, this time the price of 10 million did not win in the end!

"One thousand one million!" Xiang Zhaolie, who was sitting in the middle, finally took action.

In order not to attract attention, Xiang Zhaolie did not use the best fairy stones like Yi Cheng and Xiao Jin!

The scene immediately became quiet, one million, which had exceeded their limits!

"Brother Liu, let's get together the immortal stone, otherwise this last chance will be gone!"

"Who will be the quota?"

"We will decide the winner after getting the quota, and we will all be in peace with our lives and death!"

...

"One million, if no one bids, the last place will be this fellow Taoist!"

"One, two million!" The two monks who had just communicated finally made a decision.

But Xiang Zhaolie did not give in, "One Thousand Three Millions!"

"Four million!"

"Five million!"

"One thousand six million!"

"One thousand seven million!"
To be continued...