The auction pavilion is extremely large, with thousands of seats in the hall, and even a large area behind it. Although there are no seats, it is crowded with people. At the last auction, there were many people coming today. Except for Zangtian Pavilion and Zhantian Pavilion, the ancestors of the other six pavilions came to the auction venue in person.

The second floor room is not big, but it is still enough for Liu Qing and the others. Compared to the crowded seats in the hall, there are still air conditioning here, which is quite comfortable.

Liu Qing is no longer surprised by such a lively scene in the past seven days.

Gradually, in the crowd below, some people went back and forth on Liu Qing, with strange expressions and retracted their gazes.

But there were too many people here, Liu Qing coughed dryly and quietly waited for Ya Ji to show the last treasure.

"The last treasure of this auction is Daluo Divine Iron. I believe I don't need to introduce this item too much. Everyone here is the value of this divine iron! There is no low price for this auction, everyone can bid at will." Ya Ji spoke slightly. She had no cultivation, but her voice was very loud, and everyone could hear it clearly in the entire auction.

"A rough stone!" Soon, someone spoke.

A group of people looked at Liu Qing with their idiot eyes.

"Four hundred!" Almost as soon as Liu Qing shouted, someone bid immediately.

Soon the price was shouted to 700 raw stones.

Liu Qing opened his eyes wide. He looked at the iron. The value of this thing was definitely more than seven hundred rough stones. At the same time, he also found that after the auction began, it seemed that a formation was opened here. It was an attacking magic array, and it could suppress people's cultivation again.

"Just a piece of broken iron." In the last row of the hall in the distance, there was a man standing quietly. Yake, at this moment, he was glanced at the Daluo divine iron with a very despised look.

Soon, the price was raised again, and once rose to 3,000 raw stones, and someone silently withdrew from the auction. At this time, the ancestors of the Six Pavilions had not taken action, but everyone knew that when the ancestors of the Six Pavilions bid, there were basically no such thing as the casual cultivators.

Until the auction lasted half an hour, Zang Ling tried hard to shout a high price of 10,000 yuan.

"Ten thousand and one piece."

Whenever Zang Ling offered the price, Liu Qing would always kick and add a rough stone suddenly, making it no wonder that everyone present was used to. He had become completely worried over the past seven days. Either you add it for me or I would add it for you.

There was a little cold around, and Zang Ling's heart skipped a beat. After waiting for a while, someone offered a price.

"Twenty thousand raw stones." The one who offered the price was a casual cultivator. In the past seven days, he was the second one who offered the price of such a casual cultivator.

"Twenty thousand once, twenty thousand twice, twenty thousand..."

Fortunately, when Yaji wanted to set the board, someone finally offered the price, and finally it was scattered and raised the price to 100,000.

"It's good to buy this magic iron for 100,000 yuan." Zhan Hua breathed a deep breath. They had achieved the purpose of this trip, and they didn't have much money in their hands. Although the magic iron was good, he thought he had no luck to save himself, so he simply did not prepare for auction.

Soon the price was raised to 200,000, and the number of people who offered the price increased one after another. In the end, the ancestors of the Six Pavilions finally joined in.

"Since everyone thinks this magical iron is good, then our Qilin Pavilion will pay 400,000!"

This price immediately made many people breathe a sigh of relief. The Six Pavilions, which had been silent for a long time, were finally about to start their own performance.

"Five hundred thousand raw stones!"

"Our Dongling Pavilion can't be bad even if it is 600,000 raw stones!"

"Seven hundred thousand raw stones, who will compete with me Wuya Pavilion!" As soon as the ancestor Wuya offered the offer, the voices in the field were suppressed. Wuya's ancestor had a strong aura and a solid foundation. Although he had been a thousand years old, he was still strong and powerful.

In succession, the casual cultivators completely gave up their resistance, and soon the price was raised by the Six Pavilions to one million.

"I'm crazy, I'm crazy... Come on!! You're all good!" Zang Ling cursed in his heart. Whenever someone says a million, he will burst into his heart with the two million raw stones he has been willing to spend two hundred years of life. Now what he holds in his hand is not money, but his own life.

"One and a half million raw stones." A voice floated out from Qingling Pavilion, and suddenly spoke. When the sound came out, it attracted countless people to look at it. Liu Qing also hurriedly looked at it. There were only women, no men in Qingling Pavilion, and even the ancestor was a woman. But at first glance, the ancestor did not look like the ancestor. It clearly looked like a little girl, and she looked about twelve years old.

"There is a secret technique in Qingling Pavilion, where practitioners can revive their children. It is estimated that the ancestor Qingling practiced that secret technique, so he looks like he is twelve years old, but in fact she is over a thousand years old."

Zhan Hua's explanation almost made Liu Qing fall from the Accord without standing firmly. No wonder he looked like he was twelve years old. The technique was really amazing. He could actually be rejuvenated. I wonder if his life span could be restored to the factory settings.

One million and a half million, this price is already the limit for casual cultivators. Even the eight pavilions have to pay so much money at one time.

Judging from Ya Ji's expression, she seemed not very satisfied with the price of 1.5 million. However, the auction has not ended yet, and the ancestors of several pavilions did not bid. Daluo Shen Iron is a kind of Shen Iron that has been preserved in ancient times. It is well known to everyone. No one present is unclear about the cherishment of this material. Not to mention the price, there is basically no market outside.

If this kind of magical iron is used to cast weapons, it is awesome.

Just as people were blushing for the sake of Daluo's god iron, the big tripod inside Liu Qing's body trembled.

The Chaos Cauldron wanted to break free from the bondage of Liu Qing's Supreme Sea and flew out several times. If Liu Qing hadn't reacted in time, the two hurriedly pressed the cauldron back.

"What kind of nerves does this tripod cause?"

Just as the cauldron finally calmed down, the unknown gun trembled excitedly again.

Liu Qing was even more confused now.

The big tripod and spear were locked tightly in the Supreme Sea by Liu Qing.

The word Dunjia Tian on the body of the tripod emits a dazzling light, and the entire tripod body buzzes and resonates with the spear, making an ancient sound.

"Hmm? Daluo's magic iron!"

Suddenly, Liu Qing looked at a small piece of iron floating on Ya Ji's hand, and then looked at the large tripod and spear in his Supreme Sea. Both seemed to be using the same material.

At the same time, the Daluo divine iron in Yaji's hand also buzzed, as if he had received some kind of pull, and wanted to break free from Yaji's palm and flew out forcibly.

Fortunately, the leader used spiritual power to suppress it in time, and Daluo Shentie regained his peace.

The ancestors of the six pavilions bid one after another. After the previous abnormal movements, they all thought that the divine iron had already possessed the wisdom. If such a treasure was cast into a weapon, its rank was comparable to that of the heavenly level.

"I want five million raw stones, this divine iron."

Liu Qing spoke indifferently, and then everyone in the auction venue became quiet. Zang Ling sat opposite him and was so scared that he vomited blood.

Five million, he actually has money and so much.

The ancestors of the Six Pavilions were in an uproar, and everyone in the hall was in an uproar. Even Zhan Hua did not expect that such a piece of magical iron would actually cost five million yuan. Even if he was from the Six Pavilions today, he would probably be enough to make up a piece of money.
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