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“80 mutant spirits!”
After such a bid, a slightly rough voice suddenly sounded.
With the sound of this voice, the original bidding of the great hall was quiet, and it was quiet for a moment. This price, even for many first-class races, seems a bit high.
For a time, a line of sight followed the sound, but what they saw was still a silhouette wrapped in a black robe.
“100!”
And just as everyone was amazed, a faint voice sounded quietly in the great hall.
Hearing this voice, Qin Yichen’s heart is also sighed in relief. The Old Thunder Ancestor finally opened his mouth, but I don’t know if he can finally take this ancient picture into his pocket. After all, the people here are not much. The simple generation, perhaps, other Sovereign level emperors are also here.
“Hmph, 110!”
In the tone of the Old Ancestor’s tone, barely fell, the previous bidder was coldly snorted, and there was almost no hesitation.
With the fall of his voice, there were also some polar outcries in the great hall. Obviously, everyone did not expect that for an ancient picture that did not know whether it was effective, these guys actually came to such a price!
110 top grade spirits, even if they exhausted the financial resources of a Peak race, it is difficult to take out in a short time!
“150 pieces.”
In the face of this price, the Thunder Demon Old Ancestor did not have any expression fluctuations, and a faint voice came out again.
And when he heard such a light voice from Thunder Ancestor, the competitor’s complexion became gloomy, and he increased the price of dozens of mutant spirits each time. The degree of richness and imposing made him have to Give up on it.
Seeing that the competitor did not speak again, Qin Yichen also quietly sighed in relief.
“Not yet happy.”
As Qin Yichen was about to speak, Wu Xiao’s sneer sounded suddenly.
“100 6!”
When the sound of fog shriek just sounded, an old voice came out suddenly. At this price, Qin Yichen’s brows couldn’t help but raise his eyes slightly, looking at the source of the sound. The two silhouettes of the whole body wrapped in the black robe sit cross-legged, and the person who just spoke is one of them.
“These two guys seem to be prepared!”
Looking at these two figures, Qin Yichen secretly sighed. These two guys are the same as the Thunder An Older. This is their first bid on the trade fair. Obviously, their purpose is also the same as the Thunder Old Ancestor. It ’s the same, it is for this ancient picture!
When Qin Yichen watched, the latter seemed to feel his gaze, and his head shifted slightly. From that black cloak, there was a sharp gaze like a sharp sword, so that the space was subtle. The turbulence, meanwhile, a vague pressure was shrouded in Qin Yichen.
“hmph! ”
And just as the pressure shrouded, the Thunder Demon Old Ancestor coldly snorted, he didn’t necessarily see him move, an invisible force surged out, and instantly destroyed that pressure.
“It seems that there is no doubt about the emperor.”
Feeling the secret encounter between the two, Qin Yichen sighed secretly, and at the same time, he quietly looked back.
“Be careful, these guys are very keen.”
After resolving this pressure, the Thunder Monster Old Ancestor whispered a reminder that in his voice, there was a rare grave expression.
Qin Yichen was slightly nodded. Just now he was just out of curiosity, apparently didn’t expect the latter to be so sensitive.
“Hehe, this adult is bidding for 160 mutant spirits, is there anyone else who wants to increase the price?”
The two secretly played against each other very secretly, and did not cause much movement. The Kelishan in the center of the great hall also assumed that nothing had happened, and asked with a smile.
The sound of Kelishan silenced the great hall for a while, and a line of sight projected out towards the old Ancestor where they were.
“2 100 pieces.”
In the face of these gazes, Lei Yao Old Ancestor still had no expression fluctuations. After a little hesitation, his light voice sounded again.
In the case of the ancient map, he and Wuxiao have received some wind. For this ancient map, they have prepared mutant spirit species for a long time, so that they can be included in it!
“300!”
But when everyone was shocked by the price, the old voice sounded again.
“3 … 300 mutant spirits ?!”
Hearing this price, almost all the big shots in the great hall are shocked in their hearts. Such a huge wealth, let alone the First Rate Influence, even if it is the Sovereign level race, it is difficult to take it out at once? !!
“It’s crazy …”
Listening to this price, Qin Yichen couldn’t help sighing. Even Boss, who is behind the Chamber of Commerce of Feile, couldn’t get such a huge amount!
“This is my limit. If you can make a higher price than this, the ancient map will be yours!”
And when everyone was amazed, the old voice was not shy, and he bluntly spoke to Thunder An Oldtor.
However, even if it is known that this is the highest price that the latter can afford, the Thunder Monster Old Ancestor has not bid.
At this time, he and Wu Xiao had been preparing for a long time. However, after going through several battles, at this time, the mutant spirits they could get were just over 2 100. Even if some other things were added, Its price is far less than 300!
At this time, Wu Xiao also seemed to be a little silent, he felt that the two figures should be the same as them, but also the 2 Sovereign level lords, which really made them a bit miscalculated!
Void trade fair is one-handed payment and one-handed delivery without any delay. At this time, even if he wants to raise money again, it is too late!
“300 mutant spirits, but there is a price increase, if not, this ancient picture belongs to this guest!”
At this point, Kelishan apparently saw it, no one can afford a higher price anymore, his eyes swept across the hall, lightly said with a smile.
“Lei Lao, how many mutant spirits do you have?”
Qin Yichen’s voice suddenly sounded when the old demon Old Ancestor was helpless.
“Together, there are only 2, 100, 30 …”
Hearing Qin Yichen’s voice, Lei Yao Old Ancestor’s body trembled slightly, and then said directly.
“Is it 2 100 30? It should be enough.”
Hearing this, Qin Yichen’s eyes narrowed for a moment. Immediately, he stood up from the stone platform, and a faint voice sounded in the great hall: “310!”