A magical ancient Fire God Temple was built with bricks and tiles. Because it received countless high-level fire tributes, it was full of spirituality and the fire was soaring into the sky. The core location of the temple was naturally the statue of the [Purple Gold Phoenix]. The statue was shaped with extremely expensive purple gold ore, and was lifelike.

Over the past ten thousand years, he has endured the incense and mental power of millions of fire-type monks and is extremely pious. Therefore, in the end, he really attracted the Fire God Phoenix and lived in it. If the ancient temple bricks Gao Fan obtained before only contained one ten thousandth of the phoenix spirit, the purple-gold plastic film in front of him...

In an instant, red light waves instantly spread throughout the palace, causing countless people to exclaim. Some young fire monks even stood up and looked at the two palm-sized fragments curiously.

Shangguan Yiyan smiled slightly, and the peony-like fragrance became even more intense. She said: "This is an ordinary fisherman on our fairy island who accidentally discovered it from a shipwreck under the sea."

"After the peak weapon refiner, it has been confirmed that it is a fragment of the ancient phoenix statue."

"Now...it starts auction!"

Ancient temple bricks, ancient temple tiles, and ancient temple fragments! The Fire God Temple was destroyed, and various spiritual objects were scattered in the world of cultivation. Sure enough, the competition began to explode. Countless young people, their eyes were red and they took action wildly. Gao Fan also stared at the two fragments, and they had to obtain at least one of them today!

"After the purple gold fragments are melted, a ray of phoenix spirit can be distributed!"

The ancient temple bricks and tiles in front caused fierce confrontations again and again. After all, for the Qi Refining Period, these were super attacking spiritual objects. Even two young people in the fire system fought again. Shangguan Yiyan waved his hand, and immediately, the strong black-clothed Bohai guard pulled the two out.

But it can also be seen that the atmosphere is hot.

Finally, after the auction of the red jade tiles, the two purple gold fragments began!

"100,000 spirit stones! I'll pay 100,000!" The first fragment was relatively small, so the lowest price was 100,000. A middle-aged businessman, with a big belly poop, stood up and said loudly. This is indeed a rare treasure. If it is resold, the price can be several times higher!

But since it is a treasure, just a hundred thousand spirit stones cannot suppress other competitors.

"Twelve Thousand Spirit Stones!" A young master of the family with a fire-type heavenly spirit root said loudly.

"Fifteen thousand spirit stones!" The owner of Gao Fan's front desk should be the manager of a certain family, and he said proudly at this time. Nothing is better than spending a lot of money.

"Twenty-hundred Thousand Spirit Stones!" The middle-aged businessman had a big nose. At this time, the big nose said: "I will produce 200,000 Spirit Stones!"

But 200,000 yuan still can't calm down!

"Twenty-two thousand spirit stones." In the distance, a middle-aged lady Caiyi said proudly.

"Twenty-five thousand!"

"Twenty-seven thousand!"

"Three hundred thousand! I'll pay 300 thousand!"

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The price increased at an extremely terrifying speed. The bidding time difference in the entire venue was only one or two breaths. Almost as soon as you shouted, others took action as the sound of the sound. Gao Fan was under a lot of pressure and participated in several attempts.

But at this moment, a red-haired old man stood up. The old man had a high pressure and was wearing a dark red robe, covering up the real fluctuations of spiritual power. However, when the old man shouted, everyone's hearts were shocked!

High-level monk!

The red-haired old man determined the world in one sentence: "Five hundred thousand spirit stones!!!"

Five hundred thousand!

Just now, I was still entangled with 300,000 yuan. Everyone was completely shocked by the price. The purple gold phoenix plastic film is naturally extremely rare. The Fire God Temple has collapsed for thousands of years, and there are probably not many fragments in existence. But the price is too high.

Sure enough, at the terrifying price, no one took action. Countless people's faces turned red and spoke, but they didn't shout out loud.

Including Gao Fan with a bitter face.

Then, Shangguan Yiyan saluted respectfully and said in a sweet voice: "Senior, this first phoenix fragment belongs to you." Obviously, he is a famous master in the north. Although Gao Fan, a southerner, did not recognize him, he saw Wei Rongfu standing up and giving a false salute.

"It should be a high-level casual cultivator in the northern immortal cultivation world." Shaking his head, Gao Fan gritted his teeth, it seemed that he would be bleeding a lot today.

Sure enough, when the second fragment started to be auctioned and the red-haired old man continued to take action, everyone whined. The younger generation of monks not only had their cultivation level incomparable to the elderly monks, but their wealth was far from comparable. When the red-haired old man increased to 200,000 spirit stones in one breath, no one took action.

The old monk who thought this rich man must have a second fragment.

No matter how many spirit stones you produce, the old man will continue to take action.

So, why bother to let Shangguan Yiyan earn more? Isn’t seeing the girl in the golden skirt smiling so hard that she can’t see her teeth?

"Brave businessman!"

Ahem, they are girls, so they should be...

Gao Fan gritted his teeth and secretly said, "At least you have to get a piece of it." After smelting, it stimulates the divine fire. The divine fire has such great significance for the eggs that hatch the iron-armored beast...

"No matter who you are!"

Sold the spirit stone?

Not to mention the seizures over the years, Mama Rong gave her one million yuan, and the fairy grass war was rewarded with 500,000 yuan.

"Twenty-hundred thousand..................... One spirit stone!" Just when everyone thought they had already belonged, Gao Fan suddenly stood up and said loudly.

"Ah!?" Everyone was curious and looked at Gao Fan. However, Gao Fan said, "I can't give out 200,000 spirit stones."

sure.

The red-haired old man was not angry. The old man still exuded high-level pressure, but smiled and said, "Thirty-hundred Thousand Spirit Stones!"

Increase it by 100,000 at one time!

Ten times the prize money of Gaofan Competition!

"Three hundred thousand, one spirit stone!" Gao Fan gritted his teeth and insisted.

"Hahaha!" Some people laughed, but they were only expensive. However, you had no choice, because Gao Fan did get higher. But in the face of such a young man's provocation, the old man in red still didn't care. His eyes were bright and he did not bully his younger generation because of his Jindan stage cultivation.

He spoke again: "Five hundred thousand spirit stones!"

"Wow!"

Suddenly, it caused a sensation for everyone again, and another 500,000 yuan. In this auction, not to mention the others, Shangguan Yiyan gained one million in just two fragments! When she bought two fragments from the fishermen, she only used thousands of spirit stones.

This is an auction, an unimaginable huge profit!

Another 500,000! Suddenly, everyone looked at Gao Fan curiously. This face was extremely strange.

Will the young man take action? In front of everyone, sweat appeared on Gao Fan's forehead. He closed his eyes and kept hovering in his mind.

When he opened it again, his eyes were firm and his expression was solemn, and he said, "Five hundred thousand, one spirit stone!"

I must get this treasure, too!

At this moment, Shangguan Yiyan's eyes flashed: Hey, why do you look at this scar face, you feel a little familiar. However, the previous battle has been too long, and Shangguan Yiyan has forgotten the mysterious person in the Huai River Alliance, the mysterious person who helped her. At this time, he shook his head and Shangguan Yiyan looked at the red-haired old man.

Wei Rongfu was also confused: Wei Rongfu looked at Gao Fan's figure and felt a little familiar in his heart. He had seen it more than once. However, he had something more important today, and he had many conspiracies and tricks in his heart, and he was deeply thinking, so he didn't care for a while.

"This man... has a natural face."

The old man of red hair is also called [Red Hair True Man]. Although this phoenix fragment is good, it is not that important for high-level monks in the Golden Elixir stage. His collection of phoenix plastic films is more of a kind of sentiment. After all, for all fire-type monks, [Ancient Fire God Temple] is a legend. It was the peak period of fire-type monks.

Similar to cultural relics, emotional cultural relics.

At this moment, seeing that the young man had taken action, his eyes flashed. He did not exert pressure to make the young man give in. Instead, the real person smiled and said, "This young friend, I..."

Gao Fan was really worried that he would say a million to come.

For the elderly and high-level monks with rich family background, there is no question of one million. However, I heard the red-fat real person smile and said, "My friend, if you can tell me why you are so determined to obtain the phoenix fragments, I might as well give the second one to you."

After all, it is just a cultural relic: for the advanced real person in the Jindan stage.

"And, the moment of returning to the lowest price of 200,000." In other words, the bidding between Chifa Zhenren and Gao Fan was cancelled.

All this is OK?

Can.

Shangguan Yiyan had no objection, and even looked at Chifa Zhenren with a smile. This is a high-level monk! A Jindan stage monk with the ability to overturn the world. It is not a word to change some small rules of auctions? There is a huge difference between the Qi Refining Stage and the Foundation Establishment Stage. But the Golden Dan stage and the Foundation Establishment Stage are a world of difference!

"Senior," Gao Fan was naturally overjoyed, with 300,000 spirit stones missing in the middle. He waved his hand and inspired the [Samian Fire] and said, "I want to try my best to restore the legendary divine fire."

Gao Fan's sub-sacred fire was melted and ignited after the "Ten Thousand Years of Purple Flint" obtained by Thirteen Islands. Then, he obtained the fire-type immortal realm in the [Five Color Beads] and repeatedly blessed. In the end, none of the fire-type demon pills on the entire Thirteen Islands were sold and all melted into the fire.

The price is huge.

Therefore, the divine fire in Gao Fan's hand was called the sub-divine fire by the colorful old witch. I saw that the flame was dark red, which contained terrifying pressure. The high temperature even caused the air to twist. Several monks around him retreated repeatedly and looked at Gao Fan in horror.

Gao Fan raised the terrifying fire ball with one hand, but his figure was firm. He said loudly: "Another senior said, I need a lot of fire treasures to smelify before the flame can advance."
Chapter completed!