Thirty nine pieces of Zhibao have been auctioned, and finally only one Zhibao is left.
This last treasure is also a canglian pill.
Qingling held him in the palm of her hand, and even had no time to quote the reserve price, so she was directly preempted by a lazy and elegant voice.
"700 million."
The temple of heaven was completely in an uproar, and all the immortals and even the Lord of the heaven stared at the third space.
Directly higher than the reserve price by 100 million, which is equivalent to telling other Yanxian in disguise that the last canglian pill is bound to be obtained.
Qingling looks nervous. She knows that the bidder is not Guhai City, but shangjunzong.
"Bang!"
In the space belonging to the comer of Guhai City, the childe was angry and directly smashed the jade chair beside him.
"Is shangjunzong looking for death!!"
"Childe, we can't give up this last pill." Elder Yan Xian said nervously.
"Don't remind me." He shouted in a deep voice and offered.
"750 million!"
Then the lazy and elegant sounded again.
"800 million."
The auction house is dead, and all Yanxian and even the Lord of heaven look at the third floor space.
This is just a round of quotation, which directly exceeds the price of the last pill.
However, this is not the end, but the beginning.
"830 million!"
"850 million."
"880 million!"
"900 million."
The hall was completely silent. After hearing this number, all Yanxian showed an unspeakable expression.
The price of 900 million has exceeded the transaction price of the last imperial pill by 100 million.
One hundred million Montenegrin spars are enough to be used in large quantities in a celestial domain for hundreds of millions of years, or even longer.
This is beyond imagination.
At the moment, the space of the comer of Guhai city has been completely agitated.
The childe who was supposed to win was suppressed by this price.
There are only 800 million Heishan crystal stones that can be mobilized in the 13 days of Guhai City, but the price of the imperial pill has already far exceeded 800 million, reaching 900 million.
Although the young master was angry, he had nothing to do.
His chest heaved and his eyes were hard to hide.
At this time, the boundary of Yanli rippled layer upon layer, and then a maid stepped into the space.
She saluted slightly and said softly, "Lord Cui has something to say. Just quote. No matter how high the price is, this pill finally belongs to your ancient sea city."
The childe of Guhai city was shocked, and his face changed from initial anger to relief.
Then, Yan Xian, the elder beside him, arched his hands and said, "thank you, Lord Cui. I'm very grateful for the thirteen heavenly regions of Guhai city."
The maid nodded and walked away.
The childe was relieved. He looked at the expression in the center of the hall and returned to the look of winning the ticket.
"Billion!"
They were shocked when the hall changed from silence to chaos.
Billion bidding, which has broken the 20000 year transaction price of the unparalleled auction house, and this is not the end.
Just when all Yanxian thought that the final transaction price was one billion, the space that had been silent for a long time reported the price again.
"1.1 billion."
The Yan immortals can't express themselves. They can't imagine the 1.1 billion Black Mountain spar.
"1.2 billion!"
The simple and neat quotation once again impacted the thoughts of Yanxian.
"Childe, we can't offer any more price. The price borne by zongmen is already 1.2 billion. We can't bid any more."
In the third space, the shadow whispered, anxious in his words.
The young childe, standing with his hands down and dressed in gold, blue and silver painted clothes, slowly closed his eyes.
"1.2 billion, 1.2 billion... That's 1.2 billion."
"You say, can they get so many black mountain spars?"
The shadow whispered, "go back to childe, let's give the pill to them for the time being. Let's come back in 500 years. At that time, we only need half the price to get one."
"But I'm unwilling..." young childe, you you sighed.
In the middle of the hall, Qingling breathed a sigh of relief. The last bidding was 1.2 billion, which came from Guhai city.
This also means that her goal has been achieved.
"In that case, the last canglian pill was collected by the thirteen heavenly regions of ancient Haicheng..."
Without saying a word, the third floor suddenly rippled.
After that, the boundary retreated, and more than ten Yan immortals of Shangjun sect stepped down and came to the center of the hall.
Seeing this, Qingling hurriedly put away the sweet clover black box, stepped back a few steps and looked at the comer with vigilance.
Then, more than ten Yan immortals in ancient Haicheng also quickly stepped into the air and stood on the opposite of shangjunzong.
The four eyes were opposite, and the childe of guhaicheng said coldly, "why, if the bidding fails, do you want to rob openly?"
When the young childe of shangjunzong heard the speech, he smiled, "no, no, you misunderstood. I'm here just to prove something."
When he finished, he looked at Qingling, "Qingling girl, I want to prove something."
"Of course." Although Qingling was confused, she nodded.
"What I want to prove is whether he can come up with 1.2 billion Heishan spars in Guhai city? What if you can't take it out? "
As soon as he said this, the hall became noisy again.
All the elders of Guhai city became nervous as soon as their faces changed.
In this auction, they brought only 800 million Heishan spars, which is impossible to come up with 1.2 billion at one time.
At present, in the face of such coercion, they have no solution at all.
The childe of the ancient city sea looks cold and seems to be trying to suppress the anger at the bottom of his heart.
Seeing this change, the young childe of shangjunzong smiled secretly, "Oh, can't you take it out?"
Then, he turned to look at Qingling, "Qingling girl, what should I do if I can't get the corresponding bidding?"
As soon as Qingling's face changed, she also knew the seriousness of this kind of thing, and didn't dare to speak to herself, "this..."
The next moment, a dissolute voice resounded through the whole noisy hall.
"How can we not get the corresponding bidding? The boy of Guhai City, then. "
All Yan immortals looked up and saw a body in black gold clothes stepping down in the air. With a wave of his palm, a bag fell into the air.
The childe of Guhai city looked happy and directly raised his hand to take the bag.
Looking at the appearance of this figure, all the Yanxian gave a low cry.
They all know that this guy who wears black and gold clothes and doesn't look like beating is the third leader of the unparalleled auction house, Cui Jing.
Now his sudden appearance makes the situation dignified again.
All Yanxian of shangjunzong took a step back slowly. The young childe's eyes narrowed slightly, and his expression became subtle.