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The first thousand two hundred and seven chapters

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"There is actually the word Dunjia Tian." Ye Chen murmured, his eyes shining brightly. He was determined to win the copper furnace. Even if all his wealth was thrown into it, it was the most powerful divine object.

"Baby." There were already a burst of exclamations coming and going.

"Really extraordinary" people with vicious eyes narrowed their eyes slightly.

"The Tiandun Copper Furnace, the base price is 500,000, and the auction starts now." The words of the real person Changshan were very ethereal.

"Six hundred thousand." As soon as the words of Changshan Zhenren finished, Ye Chen's voice sounded.

"Okay, we have no chance." Too many people sighed, and they still glanced at the private room where Hua Tiandu was. Ye Chen had taken action. What are you waiting for? What are you going to do? Let's get up and continue doing!

However, everyone waited for a long time but had no sound from the private room.

Looking at the elegant room again, Hua Tian was still imprisoned. Although he was very honest, his eyes were blood red, extremely ferocious, and his murderous intentions were endless. If it weren't for the elders watching him, he would have stood up and fought again.

The two elders of the Divine Dynasty stood on both sides, like stone statues, and occasionally glanced at Huatiandu.

They were sent by the higher authorities to watch their precious son of god.

The mysterious force entrusted Wangguxing to auction, and the commission was given a lot, but it was not enough for you to be damn good.

Below, the true man Changshan glanced at the top and then slowly spoke, "Lingxiao Palace has bid 600,000 yuan, but someone has increased the price."

"I want to add, but I don't dare." Someone clenched his ears.

"I want to add, but I'm afraid of pitfalls." Someone clenched his nose.

"Incisive." The simple words of "incisive." It really expresses the thoughts of everyone here.

Lingxiao Palace exists so much. Everyone here knows that it is one of the three giants in this star field. If you dare to compete with them, there is probably no one except the Heavenly Mansion God Dynasty and the Ghost Emperor Sect.

Besides, Ye Chen, everyone here is really watching, and he is a true pit god. The god son of the Divine Dynasty, Hua Tian, ​​is a bloody example, and he was so pitted that he vomited three liters of blood.

So, the atmosphere on the scene was so awkward. The auction was supposed to be extremely hot, but now it is quiet. Although the magic weapon worth millions of source stones was not followed.

The expression of the true man Changshan was also embarrassed. This was the first time he had encountered this strange scene.

In the elegant room, Ye Chen couldn't help but smile. This ending is the best,

Biyou also smiled and understood the reason. As mentioned below, they were all scared by Lingxiao Palace and Ye Chen.

Ahem!

At some point, Changshan Zhenren coughed lightly, "Lingxiao Palace has bid 600,000 yuan, but someone has increased the price."

"One million." As soon as the words of Changshan Zhenren fell, a teasing laughter came from the Ghost Emperor Sect's meditation.

"Is the Ghost Emperor going to come?" The eyes that he let go of others gathered together.

"When Ye Chen and Hua Tian fought fiercely before, the guy kept silent. Now that the two of them have finished fighting, he jumped out again. It seems that Ye Chen has not many enemies."

“It’s another big show.”

"Lingxiao Palace will definitely be wonderful against the Ghost Emperor Sect." Everyone sat down and prepared to witness a big show.

"The Ghost Emperor and God Son also want to play?" Ye Chen smiled and looked at the side of the elegant room.

"What, do you have any objection?" The Ghost Emperor's Son lay on the couch, smiling very playfully.

"I dare not have any opinions, and I rely on my own abilities." Ye Chen smiled leisurely, "I will pay two million."

"Three million." The Ghost Emperor's Son's words were very casual.

"Four million." Ye Chen immediately followed. This was something he was determined to win, so how could he give up.

"Ten million."

"One...10 million?" The sound of gasping was filled with air conditioning.

"Add six million in one breath, this Ghost Emperor's Son is even more courageous."

“Another big bet.”

"One thousand one million." Ye Chen sat firmly on the Diaoyutai and leisurely savored the tea.

"Ye Chen." Biyou looked at Ye Chen worriedly, "The Ghost Emperor's Son probably saw your routine."

"If you suffer a loss, you will suffer a loss. Next I will let him have fun." Ye Chen said leisurely, and a sneering curve was raised at the corner of his mouth. He had calculated the bottom line price of the Ghost Emperor's Son. After he was completely within his tolerance range, money was not a problem. He really wanted the word Dunjia Tian.

"Twenty million." The Ghost Emperor's Son increased the price again, and was shocked to make a burst of tea spray below.

"You are one million." Ye Chen was still calm and gentle.

"You are so rich!" The Ghost Emperor God's Son looked at the private room where Ye Chen was interested.

"It's just strange. I like the copper furnace so much." Ye Chen's smile was very ethereal.

"If you want it so much, I will reward you." The Ghost Emperor and God Son smiled, revealing two rows of white teeth.

"In this way, I thanked the Son of God." Ye Chen also smiled, very interestingly.

"I calculated with my fingers that the smell of gunpowder was very strong." The old guys below began to pretend to be charlatans.

"What's going on with the god of tricks this time? I'll follow you 20 million."

"The god of pit also fell."

"Two one million, but there are still people who follow me." Zhenren Changshan looked around, but no one responded.

"In this way, the Tiandun copper furnace belongs to Lingxiao Palace." As the real person Changshan said, he put away the copper furnace with his hand, then waved his sleeve again, and a secret scroll appeared with an ancient aura.

"This is a secret formation craft volume, which records thirty-six attack arrays, seventy-two defense arrays, and the base price is one million."

"It's extraordinary." Someone said, and he glanced at Ye Chen, the private room where Hua Tiandu and the Ghost Emperor were located.

"One million, one hundred thousand." In a quiet moment, someone bid, which attracted the attention of everyone in the audience and Ye Chen, because the bidding was the scholar dressed as a man.

"He didn't speak, I almost forgot that there was someone else." The people sitting beside the scholar muttered.

"One and two million." After the scholar, someone raised the price, which shocked the world and the ancestor of the world.

"Two million." The scholar raised the price again.

“Two million, one hundred thousand.”

"Three million."

"You are awesome, it's yours." The ancestor Huatian took a deep breath and immediately gave up.

"Thank you, fellow Taoist." The scholar said lightly, still reading the ancient books, or he never put down the ancient books from beginning to end, as if he spent three million yuan of source stones to buy an ancient scroll.

"That person is not simple." Biyou in the elegant room whispered.

"I can't tell that her cultivation is definitely not an ordinary quasi-saint, but even a saint." Ye Chen pondered.

"It's really a crouching tiger, hidden dragon."

"It's definitely not simple." Ye Chen said slowly, and his eyes looked deeper as he looked at the scholar.

"By the way, the copper furnace before was really worth more than 20 million source stones?" Biyou looked at Ye Chen.

"Of course it's worth it." Ye Chen smiled, raised his eyes and looked at the elegant room on the side, with a smile soaked in the corner of his mouth.

"What are you? You dare to look at this son of god." The son of the Ghost Emperor seemed to feel Ye Chen looking at him, and couldn't help but sneer. Divine light appeared all over his body, covering up the opportunity.

"Son of God, that boy is very strange, it's better to be careful." An old man in black reminded on one side.

"I'm just going to be weird." The Ghost Emperor's Son smiled faintly, "That bitch Bibo chose him without choosing Hua Tiandu. This is a good proof. I'm really interested in him."

"Anyway, the Son of God is better to be careful. The purpose of our visit this time is the Qiongqi spirit. Before it starts filming, the Son of God should not waste the source stone to shoot some useless things."

"You still need to teach this?" The Ghost Emperor God Son sneered, "There is no treasure that the Son of God wants."

"Qiongqi's essence." In the elegant room, Ye Chen opened his eyes slightly, but the corners of his mouth were filled with smiles. He used secret techniques to see something.

"If you want Qiongqi's sperm to be reborn, then prepare 90 million source stones." Ye Chen twisted his neck comfortably, "If you want me to spend 20 million more, you will have to pay double the price."

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