Chapter 246 No Money, Get Lost!

Du Zhi smiled and explained, "In this stone ball, there are only nine drops of the original fluid. There are not many."

"Nine drops? That's enough!"

Someone whispered.

Some people, on the other hand, were excited.

The original fluid was too precious. If there were too much, not many people could afford it, but if there were only nine drops, they could try it.

Moreover, even if there were only nine drops, the effect was amazing.

"Nine drops of natural fluids, I'm going to make it." Lu Ming looked at the stone ball with a determined look in his eyes.

His body, trapped in the second grade perfect for a long time, has not broken through, as long as we get these nine drops of innate fluids, his body, will definitely advance by leaps and bounds, break through the third grade, easily.

In that case, his fighting capacity would be greatly improved.

"Nine drops of the original liquid, after the research of the elders in Imperial heaven martial arts arena, there will be no mistake. Well, now let's start the bidding. The base price of each drop of the original liquid is ten thousand spirit crystals, nine drops, the base price is ninety thousand spirit crystals, and each increase in price must not be less than five thousand spirit crystals."

Du Zhi announced.

Silk...

Many people gasped and showed signs of depression.

Although they had expected it, they were still shocked to hear the price.

Ninety thousand spirit crystals, most of them extinguished the fire in their hearts.

"A hundred thousand spirit crystals."

Although the price was high, not everyone could not afford it. Immediately, a bid came from a vip room.

The third vip room sounded very young.

"110,000!"

Then, a rather old voice came from vip room 9.

"120,000!"

In the hall, a voice suddenly sounded. Everyone looked at it. It was a tall and strong man.

"150,000!"

In vip room three, the young voice sounded, but it became a little cold.

"160,000!"

Then, room 9 followed suit.

In the hall, the big man's eyes twinkled, staring fixedly at the stone ball on the platform, his eyes full of unwillingness.

But in the end, he sighed and gave up the bid.

One hundred and sixty thousand spirit crystals had exceeded all his possessions.

He had to give up.

"170,000!"

Vip room three, continue to raise the price.

"180,000!"

Vip room 9, not giving in.

At this time, Lu Ming did not bid, and now there is no need to wait, the same.

Room three and room nine were bidding against each other. Soon, the price of the natural stock rose to 250,000.

At this moment, the voice in vip room three was extremely cold.

At this moment, five young men were sitting in vip room three.

It was just that the faces of the five young men were all very ugly.

"Where did the old man come from? He dared to fight for the treasure with senior brother Qiu Ming. He's really looking for death!"

A slightly pale-faced young man said in a murderous tone.

"That's right. It seems that he doesn't know that we are Shifang sword sect disciples."

Another man said coldly.

Among the five people, sitting in the middle was a handsome young man in a blue robe, and his face was very cold.

He frowned and looked at vip room 9, "This senior, I am Qiu Ming, a disciple of the Shifang sword sect. These nine drops of innate fluids are of great use to me, and I hope the senior will give way."

The words were very polite, but the voice was cold, filled with this sharp killing machine, a strong and incomparable breath, from the third vip room filled with air.

This was clearly a threat.

"A disciple of the Shifang sword sect!"

The people in the hall were all startled and their eyes were filled with fear.

"The people of the autumn family from the ten square swords?"

The voice of an old man came from vip room no. 9. An old man was sitting in the room, but at this moment, he showed a look of fear.

"Not bad!"

Qiu Ming returned coldly.

"That's all. These nine drops of the natural origin fluid, let's give it to you young people!"

The old man in vip room 9 pondered for a while and finally sighed.

The Shifang sword sect, in Empire of the scorching sun, was a giant, and not many people dared to offend it.

The old man withdrew and Qiu Ming smiled.

"Two hundred and fifty thousand, two hundred and fifty thousand. Is there a higher price?"

Du Zhi looked around and asked.

"This is a natural stock. It's rare in the world. It's rare in Empire of the scorching sun, but it rarely appears. Its effect on the human body is extremely amazing. If we miss today, we don't know when we will meet it. If you want it, just bid quickly. 250,000. Is there anything more expensive?"

Du Zhi tried his best to seduce her.

Just now, Qiu Ming's performance made him very dissatisfied, at this time, he naturally shouted to his heart's content.

"This old man!"

Qiu Ming gritted his teeth and stared at Du Zhi with great displeasure. If his eyes could kill, Du Zhi would have been pierced into a sieve.

"Three hundred thousand!"

At this moment, a clear and clear voice suddenly sounded, spreading throughout the audience, but also shocked everyone.

Someone made a bid and even dared to bid after knowing that he was a disciple of the Shifang sword sect.

Who is it?

All eyes turned to vip room seven.

Yes, it was Lu Ming who had just bid.

And the sudden increase was 50,000, which directly pushed the price up to 300,000.

"Three hundred thousand. Well, this friend is offering three hundred thousand. Is there anything higher than three hundred thousand?"

Du Zhi was overjoyed and announced.

Touch!

In vip room three, Qiu Ming slammed his hand on the table and broke it into pieces. His face was extremely gloomy.

"Where did you come from? You know we are disciples of the Shifang sword sect, but you still dare to bid. Do you want to die?"

The pale young man let out a loud roar and spread throughout the audience.

"I'll give you 300,000 spirit crystals. Do you want to make an offer?"

Lu Ming curled his lips and said lightly.

"You want to die!"

Qiu Ming finally couldn't help but let out a cold cry and said, "Boy, I'll give you five breaths to take back the bid. Otherwise, I want you to die very badly."

"If you have money, you have no money. You're still whining here. Get out of here!"

This was Lu Ming's response, strong and overbearing.

The whole auction house was in shock.

This mysterious figure, unexpectedly so strong, facing the Shifang sword sect, still let them get out?

"You..."

Qiu ming's face was livid, and a strong aura pervaded it, enveloping room seven.

"Boy, I will kill you now."

Qiu Ming roared.

"You can try it!"

Lu Ming responded forcefully.

The other side displayed eight great martial arts masters and was extremely powerful, but what was Lu Ming afraid of?

"Die!"

Qiu Ming roared and walked out of the vip room, heading for room three.

"Impudent!"

All of a sudden, Du Zhi gave a shout of anger, and a terrifying breath burst out. Like a mountain, it pressed on Qiu Ming, making qiu ming's body tremble and unable to move.

Martial Sect, this is the smell of the Martial Sect.

The audience was shocked. They did not expect that this seemingly amiable Du Zhi was actually a strong Martial Sect player.

"Old man, what are you doing? You can't kill me. I'm a son of the Shifang sword sect."

Qiu Ming roared.

"What kind of bullshit Shifang sword sect dares to make trouble at the emperor's auction house, kill!"

Du zhi drank loudly, a word of killing, containing endless killing intent.

(The end of this chapter)