Haotian glanced at Yang Ling, then nodded at Yi Feng, and finally bid: "Hundreds of sixth-level pills."

Hearing this sentence, Yi Feng smiled slightly and shook his head. A handful of spiritual weapons could not be exchanged for a hundred sixth-level pills. Yi Feng looked at Haotian and sighed, thinking that Haotian was still not decisive enough. If he quoted, it would definitely be a hundred seventh-level pills.

"One hundred and fifty."

"One Hundred and Eighty."

"Two hundred."

The temptation of spiritual weapons is extremely great, and the warriors coming are constantly increasing the price. This makes the beautiful woman in the host smile even more lightly.

"Fifty seventh-level pills." Su Yin, opposite Yi Feng, finally took action, which made the originally noisy space quiet. Everyone tried it with great wealth. Especially now, throwing out fifty seventh-level pills in one fell swoop, which was enough to discourage many people.

"Six..." Haotian glanced at the Starsword on the stage. He was about to bid, but was interrupted by a voice. The heavy amount surprised everyone. He looked at the box where Yi Feng was. He didn't expect anyone could sing a counter-tune with the box where Suyin.

"One hundred seventh-level pills."

When Haotian heard this amount, his heart thumped slightly. He didn't expect that Yi Feng was so decisive, and he was even more ruthless than spending a lot of money.

Yi Feng glanced at Haotian and smiled at him, thinking that he wanted to anger Suyin. The price increase just now had no effect at all.

Sure enough, after immersing for a while, the opposite side added a price: "One hundred and fifty."

Yi Feng could hear the provocative intention in the other party's tone. This provocative intention made Yi Feng smile and shout at the stage: "Three hundred."

"boom……"

Everyone was shocked and looked at the direction of the two private rooms. They also saw that the owners of these two private rooms were not right, and they were angry. One-star spiritual weapon would make you valuable, but it was a bit unworthy to produce 300 seventh-level pills.

Haotian couldn't help but hold his fists when he heard Yi Feng's price so high, proving the tension in his heart.

Even Yang Ling didn't expect that the rustic bun in her eyes would be so courageous, and she doubled in one sentence. The look of looking at Yi Feng had a strange feeling. But she immediately hummed, thinking that it was not his own thing, so of course he would not feel sorry for him.

Su Yin was also snorting at the same time as Yang Ling. Su Yin obviously said that Haotian was naked and provoked. He just suffered Haotian's loss at the door. This time at the auction house, the other party actually provoked again. How could Su Yin bear it?

"Five eighth-level pills."

"boom……"

In a word, it makes the surroundings quiet, and the rooms that look at Suyin are full of fire. Eighth-level pills, very few elixirs of this level are born. Generally, doctors who need to refine this type of pill have to reach the ninth level before they can refine it. Eighth-level doctors like Yi Feng, there are very few elixirs who refine eighth-level pills. In addition to the reason why Yi Feng has the beads, there is another relationship that the perception power inherited by the Evil Emperor Yi Feng is too terrifying. This is why this abnormality occurs.

For other doctors, it is generally only possible to refine the ninth level. Ninth level doctors are rare. Doctors of this level are already considered to be the top doctor's Day. Therefore, although the eighth level elixir is only one level higher than the seventh level elixir, the value of the two is indescribable.

The value of five eighth-level elixirs is far more than three hundred seventh-level elixirs.

Haotian saw that the other party had five eighth-level pills, and he was stunned and then prepared to increase the price on the stage, but was stopped by Yi Feng and said to Haotian: "Don't take this risk, Su Yin may not follow him if he increases the price." The latest chapter of the peak Shinto in Another World

Hearing Yi Feng's words, Haotian was slightly stunned, then nodded, stood up, and shouted to the box opposite: "Suyin, since you insist on asking for it, I will give him to you."

A wild tone reached Su Yin's mouth, and Su Yin almost vomited blood without any anger. He didn't expect that Haotian would give up. In his thoughts, Haotian smiled at Hongyan and would definitely increase the price. After all, he just increased the price so fiercely. However, he didn't expect the other party to stop halfway. Originally, he planned to stop as long as the other party raised the price.

"Damn it!" Su Yin cursed angrily, feeling anger in his heart that there was nowhere to shoot. He looked at the woman on the stage sending the starlight sword to his private room. He snorted, his eyes flashing with a gloomy light.

Yang Ling was obviously very happy about the Suyin. Although she could use this one-star spiritual weapon, she didn't care too much about it.

"I didn't expect you to be full of bad water." Yang Ling said to Yi Feng.

Yi Feng shrugged and said, "Actually, others like to call me a kind little man."

"Bah!" Yang Ling heard Yi Feng's shameless words, and spitted and turned her head, thinking that only those who were blinded would comment on you like this.

"Haha!" Yi Feng shrugged and his eyes turned to the stage again. A jade box appeared on the stage, and there was a green viscous liquid flowing in the jade box. Yi Feng's eyes suddenly suddenly, and there was a hint of heat in his eyes when he looked at the viscous liquid.

Similarly, many warriors stared at the viscous liquid directly, their eyes full of fiery eyes. It was obvious that many people were coming to the wood marrow liquid.

Seeing this scene, Haotian patted Yi Feng on the shoulder and said, "Brother Feng, I'm afraid there are many people snatching you this time."

Yi Feng shook his head, glanced at the position of Suyin, and smiled and said, "Others are not afraid, but they just vented their anger for you, I'm afraid that the other party will sing the opposite tune with me this time. I'm also taking it upon myself and giving you that idea."

Haotian was stunned and then smiled and said, "If Brother Feng is a shortcoming, I can borrow some of them here."

Yi Feng smiled and said nothing. The beautiful woman in the audience had already started to speak: "Everyone has seen it. This is a unique treasure of Mucheng, and the effect will not be explained. Every ten years, Mucheng will take out a cent for auction. There is still no reserve price, so everyone bid at will."

As soon as the beautiful woman finished speaking, a warrior shouted: "Fifty sixth-level pills."

"Two hundred."

"Three hundred!"

"One hundred seventh-level pills."

"One hundred and fifty."

"Two hundred."

"Three hundred!"

“…”

The price continues to rise, which is enough to witness the popularity of this wood marrow liquid.

"Five eighth-level pills."

Yi Feng shouted directly, and as Yi Feng finished speaking, the originally noisy space quieted for a moment, and they looked at Yi Feng's private room. Unexpectedly, the other party pushed the bid for the eighth-level pill in one fell swoop.

"A set of ground-level martial arts."

Finally someone gritted his teeth and shouted.

"Ten eighth-level pills." Yi Feng continued to shout lightly.

This sentence made everyone, including Yang Ling, look at Yi Feng with wide eyes. Although the wood marrow liquid is precious, it is far from worth ten eighth-level pills. Yang Ling frowned and couldn't help reminding him: "Feng Yi, the ten eighth-level pills are definitely not the range of Suyin's endurance. Don't think of playing with him anymore."

Yi Feng smiled, without explanation. He just quietly looked at the marrow liquid on the stage.

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