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"Hmph, idiot." @ pen. pavilion

biquke. As a warrior, as long as we give up our previous jobs and spend a little money, we can choose another profession as our branch. " Son of Heaven snorted.

"So you're using money to do some work. You are quite bold." Then with the strength of the Yun Family, you think that it would be easy to take away this Immortal Spirit Sword? "

"... One hundred fifty million! " Son of Heaven shouted through gritted teeth.

"170 million!"

"... "180 million!"

"200 million!" Hehe, Yun Sihai, look at your expression … For the Yun Family as you are, to think that you would feel hurt after taking out such a small amount of money, right? " Buried God had a calm expression on his face, as if the two words "two hundred million" were just an ordinary number. Words were filled with disdain and ridicule.

"What a great Dugu City... Two hundred and fifty million! "

Plop … The people in Tianchen Square who did not faint this time also fainted.

"300 million!"

Crash! The one who had just stood up once again fell to the ground.

Madness! Everyone had gone mad!

The host on stage, September, was smiling so hard that his eyes were like crescent moons. Before this, Liu Qi Yue had told her that this sword would definitely reach over a hundred million. Although she had an incomparable trust in Liu Qi Yue, she still had a little bit of doubt in her heart … … And now, this price was even more than 100 million.

Only the Buried God and Son of Heaven remained to bid, and there was no third person to interrupt. It was obvious that the Immortal Spirit Sword was no longer the center of attention of the auction … What they were competing for was no longer a sword of immortal spirits, but the confrontation between these two opponents.

The direct consequence of their stalemate was … Whoever stopped bidding first would be the loser.

"Three hundred and thirty million!"

"350 million!"

"370 million …"

"420 million!"

"..."

"Sigh, what's wrong with having so much money?" Zuo Po Jun secretly shook his head. He had no concept of money, because he had never lacked it in his entire life. However, in the face of such a ridiculous figure, no one would be able to comprehend how ridiculous such an astronomical figure was.

"500 million Chinese dollars …" Oh! It could allow hundreds of thousands of poor children to return to the warm campus, could turn a city filled with trash into a green paradise, could also make a hundred percent of Chinese citizens willing to risk their lives, even if it meant losing their lives … Oh, why should there be money in the world? I've never had a penny on me, never. There is no one like me who has not been tainted by money. " Murong Qiu Shui sighed endlessly.

Zuo Po Jun: "… …." This psycho's words were finally true.

"510 million …" "Yun Si Hai, you better not fight with me over this. I want this Spiritual Grade Equipment so even if it's you, you don't have the qualifications to snatch it from me!" Buried God said with a sneer. And his words had cut off the path of the Son of Heaven.

"Idiot, my Yun Family is under the rule of the capital. The strength of my Yun Family is not something a barbarian from the south like you can compare to! Five hundred and fifty million! " The Son of Heaven was furious and attacked head on. Once the battle between the two began, it would be difficult to end the fight. This was because none of them were willing to fight in front of so many people … Especially in the auction that she was paying attention to, she was bound to be suppressed by Liu Qi Yue. To them, face was more important than anything else.

"Six hundred million gold coins!" Yun Si Hai, do you still dare to follow? "If you don't dare, then obediently go home. I want to take this Spiritual Grade Equipment back as soon as possible. Wasting time is truly too extravagant." Buried God was as calm as ever. Compared to the constantly changing face of Son of Heaven, he was calm and composed.

"Seven hundred million!"

The numbers that came one after another in the hundreds of millions caused the hearts of the normal players to stop beating. What do you mean rich people? They had finally witnessed it today.

"Such courage!" Then I'll go out. Eight hundred million. Hur Hur.

Son of Heaven once again gritted his teeth. Just as he was about to call out a price, a girl's voice suddenly sounded in his ears … It was his sister's voice.

This short sentence caused the Son of Heaven's entire body to abruptly shudder. He felt as if a plate of cold water had poured over him, completely waking him up, accompanied by a body that broke out in cold sweat after abruptly waking up … His sister's words made him realize that he had almost fallen into the Burial God's trap.

A battle of impulse and spirit was indeed a terrifying devil.

He gritted his teeth, quickly picked up the communication device, and used a low voice that was loud enough for others to hear, "Immediately … Transfer 1 billion gold coins to my card! "Immediately!"

Putting down the communication device, he shouted coldly, "900 million!"

After calling out the price of 900 million, another billion was required. Could it be … He was actually prepared to spend a sky-high price of over a billion … Just for a single Celestial grade equipment!?

He had gone completely crazy!

Buried God also picked up his communication device and calmly said, "Go, mark my card with 1 billion gold coins … …" I'll give you twenty seconds. "

He put down the communication device, smiled, and slowly called out another price, "One billion!"

An astronomical number of one billion shook the hearts of countless players.

"Do you dare to follow me?" Buried God's smile was still as calm as before, like a gentle breeze … It was as if the one billion price tag was still a simple number for him.

"No, of course not."

The Son of Heaven gave an unexpected answer.

Son of Heaven's previous dark and uncertain expression changed as he smiled, and even clapped with his hands with a "pa, pa, pa" sound. He clapped his hands and said, "A Spiritual Grade Equipment is indeed incomparably precious, but if a billion is used to develop the faction under one's command, the rewards obtained would far surpass a Spiritual Grade Equipment that would not be used for long. Since you, Buried God, love your friend so much and insist on taking this Celestial Sword, how can I, the Son of Heaven, love you so much? "Buried God, this Immortal Spirit Sword that you bid 1 billion for is yours …" The Dugu Family is truly rich. I truly admire them. Hahahaha … "

With that, he turned around and left without a single glance back.

The sudden change in the situation stunned everyone present and they immediately reacted.

"... Now, Mister 'Buried God' has already bid one billion for this Purple Streaked Sword … A billion gold coins, which other friend would be willing to offer a higher price? "

A higher price? What a joke! This was not 10 gold coins, not 100 thousand gold coins, but 1 billion gold coins! No matter how much everyone wanted this Celestial Sword … But only a freaking psychopath would risk spending a billion to buy it.

Buried God was an Assassin, so even if he could get his hands on this Immortal Spirit Sword, it would be completely useless to him. There was no need to spend such a high price … Therefore, many people knew from the start that Buried God was provoking the Son of Heaven and raising the price rapidly. When he neared the limits of the Son of Heaven, he suddenly pulled back his hand and paid an enormous price to obtain this worthless Celestial Sword …

However, unexpectedly, at the last moment, the one who suddenly let go of him was not Buried God, but the Son of Heaven … Or it could be said that Buried God didn't even have the time to let go of his hand, because the one billion gold coins that the Son of Heaven had just issued made people think that he still had at least a billion gold coins left … However, he didn't expect that it was just a Smoke Bomb used by Son of Heaven to confuse Buried God.

This exchange seemed to be the Graveyard God's victory, because he had won the last bit of the Immortal Spirit Sword … However, everyone knew that this was a great victory for the Son of Heaven. But, the final winner, and also the biggest winner, was the Seven Moons Chamber of Commerce.

A 1 billion auction would definitely fall far behind in the history of the Lost Continent's merchant guilds.

"One billion gold going twice!"

"One billion three times!"

"Clang!" After a firm command, September shouted loudly, "Congratulations, Mr. Buried God. This Purple Streaked Sword already belongs to you … Thank you for your support of our Seven Moons Chamber of Commerce. "

The moment the golden hammer landed, the transaction was already completed. The Purple Streak Sword was sent to the Buried God's bag … His one billion gold coins from Buried Gods were transferred to the Seven Moons Chamber of Commerce.

Holding the Purple Streaked Sword in his hand, Buried God smiled, but it was a bitter smile. He had originally wanted to viciously beat up the son of Yin Tian, but the Son of Heaven's expression and his head full of cold sweat clearly showed that his temper had been completely aroused … With his understanding of the Son of Heaven, he would have never hesitated to waste time on him. However, the truth was beyond his expectations. The Son of Heaven had suddenly pulled back his hand …

This was completely unlike the son of heaven, who was extremely impulsive and impulsive.

However, since this matter had been completed, he might as well leave it to the circumstances. Buried God quickly adjusted his state of mind. A billion gold coins was an enormous loss to everyone. He took out the Purple Blade in front of countless people, and directly traded it with the God Realm's Fallen Star: "Fallen Star, this China's first Immortal Spirit Sword, is undoubtedly the strongest weapon, it belongs to you … … I hope that you can become one of the strongest Sword Warriors in the entire China! "

Countless envious eyes focused on the God Realm's Meteor Shower. A sky-high price of one billion, the most powerful Immortal Spirit Sword that could not be compared …. The purple body of the sword flashed with the eyes of a falling star from the Realm of the Gods. His expression was the same as before, but his hands were already violently trembling as he received the sword. He took it and nodded his head, and said firmly, "Young Master loves me so dearly, but if my God Realm's Meteor Shower doesn't become the strongest warrior, then we won't have the face to stay by Young Master's side."

Buried God directly decided the location of Purple Streak Sword in front of everyone present, as well as the countless players watching from outside the arena. It was a type of gift, but it was also a type of spur. Under that kind of situation and the sudden strong impact, anyone would feel their blood boiling, and they would make a resolute vow. It would make people exclaim in admiration. As expected of the Buried God, even though he had just been set up by someone, causing a huge loss of one billion, he was still able to quickly adjust himself and make an extremely effective decision … He was indeed worthy of being called the God Child of the south.

(Hmm, it's actually a reminder from fellow student 'Xie Zhi' in the review section. I flip through it a bit and realize that the two of them have indeed messed up the real identities of the Buried God and the Son of Heaven. First, he thanked Student Xie Zhi, and then seriously confirmed: The Son of Heaven belongs to the Yun Family of the North — That's right, the one who broke Zhao Tianhua's name, Yun Sihai. The Buried God belonged to the Southern Dugu Family and was called Dugu City.)