"It's Taiyin True Fire." The thin old man pinched his beard.

"I'll just say it!" Ye Chen's eyes lit up, and he rubbed his hands hard. As an alchemist, how could he not know that Taiyin true fire is? It is a kind of innate Yin attribute true fire. It is not uncommon. Its level is not low. Speaking of which, I don't know how much stronger than Samadhi True Fire. That level of true fire is already on the verge of immortal fire, and it is not ordinary precious.

"Are you interested in Taiyin True Fire?" asked the thin old man.

"I am also interested in your Nanming Lihuo." Ye Chen said, and looked at the thin old man Danhai again. The purple flame was really wonderful. If it was integrated into the immortal fire, it would definitely be extraordinary.

After Ye Chen saw this, the thin old man sat down next to him again.

It’s just a strange thing. Ye Chen’s eyes were so abnormal that he felt chill all over. Maybe he was already targeted by this guy. At this moment, he was thinking about robbing him after the auction?

Don’t say that Ye Chen is just thinking this way.

If you do too many shameless things, you won’t be bad at this one.

However, he was still very surprised, or he couldn't understand what the auction in the Netherworld Continent was. So many treasures, including the Taiyin True Fire and Immortal Immortal Gold, are all treasures that are against the sky. This is also taken out for auction, which is so much a waste of money.

While speaking, the auction of Xiaota came to an end.

The final price was not low, it had exceeded 80 million, and was taken away by an old quasi-emperor. However, compared to the price of the purple gold gourd, this small tower is still far from that. This is a small fight.

Afterwards, several lots were also very extraordinary.

However, although there are many treasures and the price is not low, they are not as good as the small gourds with 200 million source stones. Compared with the front and back, the items behind them are a little dim and are not worth mentioning.

Under the gaze of everyone, the old man from Netherworld took the treasure again.

This time, a sealed treasure box was filled with pills, a real eight-patterned pill, and a life-sustaining eight-patterned pill. The rich fragrance of medicine has filled the entire venue.

Now, the old guys present were all energetic.

At first glance, the old eyes were filled with a fiery shock. What's more, they licked their dry tongues and stared at the treasure box. It was a life-saving elixir.

Eight-patterned pills are not common, let alone the eight-patterned pills that extend their lives.

At their age, the elixirs that extend their life span are far more precious than those magical instruments and secret treasures. They have lost their lives and have to be useful for their treasures. In front of their lives, everything is a cloud.

"The Eight-Search Life-Sustaining Golden Pill." Ye Chen murmured.

As a elixir, he had no reason not to recognize the elixir. Among the eight-stitched elixir, it is the best among the top grades. Not to mention how complicated the refining process is, even the materials required for alchemy are extremely difficult to find. Such elixirs are priceless treasures for older monks.

Now, the pill has been auctioned, which surprised him again.

He still doesn't understand the significance of this auction in the Netherworld Continent, is it just a shortage of money?

Thinking in his mind, he closed his eyes from the Eight-Seal Pill and looked around.

From a distance, he could sense the mood of the older generation, his heart was beating all the time. The thin old man next to him was also the same, and the quasi-emperor in the prehistoric world were also licking his tongue.

Seeing this scene, it was not difficult for him to imagine that the next auction would be very intense.

"Damn it, if I had known that there was the Eight-Striped Life-Suppressing Pill, I would have brought more money." The thin old man cursed.

"No matter how much money you bring, can you get more than the prehistoric world?" Ye Chen said leisurely.

"Nonsense, the Netherworld Continent is really nonsense." The thin old man was very angry and put his hands on his back and complained, "Taiyin true fire, the eight-line life-extension pill, and the immortal gold are all priceless treasures. They are also sold for sale and also caused the prehistoric tribe. Isn't this obviously giving gifts to the prehistoric?"

"You have also said that you should not only look at the surface when looking at things."

"What does it mean?"

"The Netherworld Continent has most of the hidden hidden dangers."

"We won't say it's useless, lend me some to grab it! It will definitely be returned." The thin old man turned his head and looked at Ye Chen hopefully. He is also an old guy, and he has little life span and needs elixirs to extend his life.

"Even if you lend all the money, you can't even take a picture of the Eight-Seal Life-Extension Pill." Ye Chen shook his head with a smile.

"How can I know if I don't try it?" The thin old man still refused to give up.

Ye Chen didn't say anything, but just handed the thin old man a book. It was densely packed with handwriting. After careful reading, he realized that it was a kind of alchemy material, which was as many as tens of thousands.

"What is this?" the thin old man asked in confusion.

"The materials needed to refine the Eight-Secret Life-Sustaining Pill." Ye Chen took a sip of wine, "find all these materials, I'll help you refine them."

"Are you an alchemist?" The thin old man was surprised and looked shocked.

"Why, not like?"

“Not very similar.”

"I designated that the money will not be lent to you. If you want the Eight-Secret Life-Sustaining Pill, I can help you refine it." Ye Chen smiled, and then added, "However, the pills are not refined in vain, they have to be charged a commission. This is the rule of the alchemist. As for the commission, I don't want source stones or magic tools. As long as your Nanming Lihuo, there is no talk about it."

"Your appetite is too big." The thin old man said with a dark face.

Ye Chen smiled, and looked at the thin old man with a smile, "You must understand that it is the eight-line life-extending golden elixir. Its level is infinitely close to the nine-line immortal elixir. I dare say that the entire ten thousand realms of heaven can be refined by no more than three people. You can ask other alchemists. If the commission they ask for is less than mine, I will help you refine it for free and will never break your promise."

The thin old man was silent and his eyebrows were slightly frowned.

As Ye Chen said, he had also asked alchemists to refine the eight-line life-extension pill, but their commission was even more scarier than taking his life. It was not important. What was important was that those alchemists were basically in the process of disaster. Whether they could pass the disaster was still unknown.

"You are not an alchemist, what's the use of being true fire?" Ye Chen fooled.

"Stop making trouble, I just point at him." The thin old man coughed dryly.

"Use a trace of the origin of the Nanming Lihuo, integrate it into the beast fire, and then act as a real fire. How many years can you do this trick?" Ye Chen curled his lips.

"How do you know?" The thin old man was a little surprised.

"Because, the one who bought you "really popular" last night was me."

"This is too..." The thin old man pulled the corner of his mouth, his expression was a little wonderful, and he couldn't help but look at Ye Chen up and down. If Ye Chen hadn't said it, he wouldn't have known that they were so destined to be so destined.

"You choose your own choice for the Eight-Search Life-Sustaining Pill and Nanming Lihuo." Ye Chen chewed the spiritual fruit.

"Pill." The thin old man gritted his teeth.

"That's right!" Ye Chen was so happy that he couldn't refine the Nine-patterned Pill, but the Eight-patterned Pill was familiar with it. Now that the Dan Zun has fallen and the Dan Emperor is buried, the high-level alchemists in the heavens have mostly been buried in the disaster. He, the Dan Saint, is the leader of the alchemy world.

The thin old man didn't say anything anymore, just buried his head and looked at his Danhai.

This Nanming Lihuo has been with him for thousands of years, just like a relative. However, his life is about to end. In order to live a few more years, he has to bear the pain of giving up. This choice is a bit cruel.

At this moment, he regretted that he had not become an alchemist back then, and even when he got old, he had to pay such a heavy price for a life-sustaining pill.

After a while, he raised his eyes and looked at Ye Chen secretly.

For some reason, he always felt that the man sitting beside him had a magic, or a kind of confidence, which made him irresistible and unconditionally believed in him and could refine the eight-line life-extension pill. He should understand that this young man in a mask was his noble person.

"I'm paying 80 million."

"I will give you ten million more than you, and I will give you ninety million."

"One hundred million."

When the thin old man was pondering, the auction of the Eight-Seal Life-Extension Pill had reached its climax. Many old guys were crazy, and they were playing with the price increase of life, hoping to block their value.

Ye Chen was drinking quietly and watching quietly.

What he was concerned about was the quasi-emperors of the prehistoric world. He could also calculate that the quasi-emperors of the prehistoric world were all dormant and wanted the eight-patterned life-extending golden elixir. The real competition was not the cultivators of the heavens, but them, which was a hundred and eight thousand miles apart from the people of the prehistoric world.

"If you want to get the pill, you have to pay the price." Ye Chen sneered.

That's right, he is ready to make trouble. He is the best at making trouble sticks. He can calculate the other party's bottom line. This is to know yourself and your enemy, and the name of a trapped god is not for nothing.

"190 million." Amid the fierce competition, a cold snorted throughout the venue.

A word made the noisy Nether Palace silent in an instant. Too many older generations shook their heads helplessly, while the younger generations were swallowing hard. The price of the eight-line life-sustaining golden elixir was higher than the previous purple gold gourd. In order to extend their lives, the old guys fought hard.

He looked at the price again, sat in the corner, covered in a black robe.

Too many people looked back and watched, but couldn't see through that person's lineup. They only knew that he was a quasi-emperor level or a quasi-emperor with little lifespan, otherwise he wouldn't have bid so hard.

"But there is also an increase in price." The old man from Netherworld spoke and glanced below.

He didn't respond to this, but he wanted to respond. However, he had no money and the older generations were all fucked, let alone the younger generations. He was a quasi-emperor level, and he wanted to compete with him for financial resources?

"Even if no one increases the price, then the eight-line life-extending golden elixir will return..."

"I want to take the life-extending pill for 190 million yuan. I think it's so beautiful." Before the old man Youming finished speaking, a faint smile suddenly sounded, passed from the east and from the junta of the Lord of the Lord. The guy was leisurely, lying on the seat, turning his finger comfortably.

"I gave 200 million." Jungwu smiled playfully.

In one sentence, the black-robed quasi-emperor lowered his old eyes gloomyly and sighed. He was destined to be out of the way.

He gave up directly, and no other gods and human cultivation had the intention of increasing the price.

Everyone understands that the auction of the Eight-Seal Life-Sustaining Golden Elixir has really begun. The people who bid will be the giants of the prehistoric world, and their financial resources must be the prehistoric world. These small characters, even the quasi-emperor level, are far from enough to see. If the prehistoric world wants, no one can take away the pills.
Chapter completed!