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Chapter 1915 I have a low-grade magic weapon

In the late stage of the seven great demons in Yanshan City, Daoen and the four others represented four, and three were low-key. In addition, the family was not as good as the other four. Today, there were only a few kittens and fish, so naturally they could not participate in this ancient magic stone competition.

VIP room.

The three demon refiners' eyes fell on the ancient magic stone and looked at the expressions of the woman inside. One of them sighed: "The Giant Insect Tribe has excavated countless ancient magic stones over the years. Like this ancient magic stone, it can sell up to 50,000 or 60,000 low-grade magic crystals there."

"The ordinary demons are not qualified to go to the Giant Insect Tribe to buy ancient magic stones. They just divided them up for my second brother's sake."

鲁里埃尔淡淡的道.

The demon refiner was stunned for a moment, with a smile on his face, nodded, and said, "Mr. Ruriel said it well."

The price in the hall has been called to 180,000 low-grade magic crystals.

Pingtian and Kong Yan quit the fight because before they came, their family said that they could get it within 150,000 yuan. If they exceeded this price, they gave up this ancient magic stone. After all, this is a gambling and it is very likely that it will be worthless if you buy it back!

“十九万下品魔晶.”

Dawn looked at Yang Yingwei with a cold look, "Yang Gou has gone to seclusion, and the Yang family will send you something like this to the auction? It seems that he looks down on me."

Yang Yingwei showed a hint of anger on his face. The other party's words were obviously humiliating him. His cultivation was similar to the demons of the level of Heqi. He was still a little far from the half-step demon. Among the children of the Yang family, he was the one with the best talent and qualifications!

Swish, swish, the demons present looked at Yang Yingwei, with a hint of gloating and ridicule in their eyes.

“二十五万下品魔晶.”

羊应伟深深吸了口气,淡淡的道.

"Hiss... This ancient magic stone actually called 250,000 low-grade magic crystals? Is this Yang family crazy, or is Yang Yingwei crazy?"

The demons present took a breath and looked at Yang Yingwei in disbelief. The 250,000 low-grade magic crystals were a huge amount of wealth to anyone. The mid-stage existences of the human and demons in the auction were nothing but the wealth.

Think about Nalan Shanhai, the leader of the Shanhai Alliance, if you want to collect 100,000 low-grade magic crystals, you have to find the demon team under your command to gather together. Although a large part of the reason is that Nalan Shanhai does not want to produce all of this magic crystals by himself, it is also related to Nalan Shanhai's wealth.

He can take out 100,000 low-grade magic crystals. After all, he has lived for so many years and has a little savings. However, after taking out 100,000 low-grade magic crystals, Nalan Shanhai will definitely be in short supply for a long time!

"The family's valuation of this ancient magic stone is worth up to 150,000 yuan. If it exceeds it, it will easily lose money. Is the Yang family so optimistic about it?"

Pingtian and Kong Yan looked at each other and looked at Yang Yingwei curiously. When the two found the trace of anger in Yang Yingwei's eyes, they immediately understood.

"Yang Yingwei, are you sure you can get 250,000 low-grade magic crystals? You won't be spanked when you go back, right?"

道恩似笑非笑的道.

"You!" Yang Yingwei was furious, but he immediately suppressed his anger and sneered: "Bid it, don't talk nonsense if you can't afford it!"

众人面色无比古怪的看向宁奇.

Because what Yang Yingwei said now is what Ning Qi said to Yang Yingwei before!

"This ancient magic stone is not worth 250,000 low-grade magic crystals. I will give you the opportunity to be a fool."

Dawn smiled gloatingly.

The host on the high platform also confirmed for the second time whether anyone bids higher than Yang Yingwei.

Yang Yingwei showed a sarcastic look on his face, and was about to say a few words to regain his face that he had just lost, a familiar voice sounded again.

"I'll release a...low-grade magic weapon."

silence.

After a few breaths, the demons in the hall looked at Ning Qi with horror, and even the host on the high platform was no exception.

They heard it right?

What he just said was...a low-grade magic weapon?

VIP indoor.

The three great demon masters looked at each other in shock. This guy actually had a low-grade magic weapon? They were a little surprised. No wonder Ruriel valued him so much. It turned out that if he had known that he had a very extraordinary background, the three people's eyes at Ning Qi suddenly changed a little!

Which of the genius demons who can possess magic weapons did not come out of those large tribes?

However, this idea just appeared and was wiped out by the three of them. In the top tribe, there is indeed no Bei Xuan clan.

"He actually had such an opportunity."

The three of them immediately realized that Ning Qi's magic weapon should have been obtained by chance!

"This kid..."

A trace of solemnity appeared on Ruriel's face and got up and left the VIP room.

"What did you just say?"

Yang Yingwei seemed to have not heard it clearly and confirmed to Ning Qi.

"I'll release a low-grade magic weapon, which should be worth more than 250,000 low-grade magic crystals, right?"

High! That must be high!

The demons present rolled their eyes. Low-grade magic weapons are worthless! At least in Yanshan City, that's the case! I'm afraid that apart from the devil Zunshan Zun and the seven masters, even the mid-stage existences of the demons present have no low-grade magic weapons available!

"How could you have a low-grade magic weapon!"

Yang Yingwei's first reaction was that he didn't believe it.

"Little brother, bring the things to me?"

Ruriel came to the auction hall. Seeing this, everyone calmed down immediately, but their eyes were still full of suspicion, disbelief, and a little greed.

Ning Qi smiled and took off his fist gloves. His strength was great enough, and he also had the power bonus of the ancient immortal god ring. This war magic glove is only a low-grade magic weapon, and his strength improvement against Ning Qi is limited, so he chose the latter among the war magic armor, war magic boots, and war magic gloves.

The Shanhai Alliance demons sitting near Ningqi were a little shocked and looked at the black gloves in disbelief. Could this be the magic weapon?

Ruriel took the glove and checked with the host on the platform. Suddenly, a destructive aura surged out of the war demon gloves, and the expressions of the demons suddenly changed drastically. Such an aura was stronger than any secret treasure!

"Yes, this is indeed a low-grade magic weapon!"

Ruriel's eyes showed a hint of joy, and he couldn't put it down and looked around, and finally looked at Ning Qi: "Little brother, how many magic crystals do you plan to sell this low-quality magic weapon?"

"Hey, how much is this ancient magic stone price? Will you add it or not?"

Ning Qi looked at Yang Yingwei with a smile.

After a pause, he added in a voice transmission: "You might as well add 50,000 low-grade magic crystals, and I will give it to you."

"He doesn't want the ancient magic stone, but wants to revenge on my previous price increase on the alchemy formula!"

Yang Yingwei immediately reacted, his face looked a little ugly, and he thought, who would be so stupid that he exchanged the ancient magic stone with a low-grade magic weapon?
Chapter completed!
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