"Hmph, idiot. As a warrior, as long as you give up your original profession and spend a little money, you can choose another profession branch again." Tianzhizi snorted.

"It turns out that I'm using money to do things, and it's really courageous. With the strength of your dignified Yun family, it must be easy to take away this fairy sword?"

"110 million!" The son of Heaven did not entangle with him again. With a cold face, he once raised the sky-high price of 100 million to another frightening level. When it comes to bickering, he never burys the opponent of the gods. And his sister often said to him - avoid the strengths of the enemy and attack the weaknesses of the enemy.

"Ha, 130 million!"

"...150 million!" The son of Heaven shouted gritted his teeth.

"One 70 million!"

“…180 million!”

"Two million! Haha, Yun Sihai, look at your expression... Your Yun family will not even feel pain when you take out such a little money, right?" The God of Burial was calm, as if the word "Two million" was just a very ordinary and casual number. The language was even more disdainful and ridiculed.

"What a Dugu City... 250 million!!"

Plop... The man who didn't faint in Tianchen Square also fainted this time.

"Three hundred million!!"

Bang, the one who had just stood up fell down again.

Crazy, all crazy!

The host on the stage, Jiuyue, was smiling and narrowed into a crescent-like slit. Before that, Liu Qiyue had told her that this fairy sword would definitely cost hundreds of millions. Although she had always trusted Liu Qiyue extremely, she still had a little doubt in her heart... and now, the price is more than hundreds of millions.

The only bidding was left was the God of Burial and the Son of Heaven, and there was no third person to insert it. Obviously, the focus of this bidding triggered by the Sword of the Fairy is no longer the Sword of the Fairy... They were no longer fighting for the Sword of the Fairy, but another tit-for-tat confrontation between the two opponents.

The direct consequence of their stalemate is... whoever stops yelling first will be the loser.

"Three Thirty Thousands of Millions!"

"Three hundred and fifty million!"

"Three Seventy Millions..."

"Fourty-two million!"

“…”

"Oh, so much money, what's wrong with doing?" Zuo Pojun shook his head secretly. He had no idea about money, because he had never been short of money since he was a child. But facing the number of billions, people who have no idea should know how exaggerated it is.

"Five hundred million Chinese coins...oh! It can bring tens of thousands of poor children back to that warm campus, turn a city filled with garbage into a paradise of greening, and make the tenth Chinese residents willing to take risks, even if they lose their lives...oh, why do you have money in the world? There has never been a penny in me, never. I can no longer find someone like me who has not been defiled by money." Murong Qiushui sighed.

Zuo Pojun: "..." The sentence "..." is finally a little more realistic.

"510 million... Yun Sihai, you should stop fighting with me. I will settle this fairy weapon today. Even if you are, you are not qualified to snatch it from me!" The God of Burial said with a sneer. And his words broke the way for the son of heaven.

"Idiot, my Yun family is under the capital. How powerful is my Yun family that you, a barbarian from the south, can be compared to! 550 million!!" The son of Tian was furious and fought back. Once the two of them broke up, it would be difficult to end because no one of them would want to face so many people... Especially in the auction that belonged to Liu Qiyue and would inevitably be suppressed by the other party. Yan was more important than anything for them.

"Sixty million gold coins! Yun Sihai, do you still dare to follow me? If you don't dare, go home obediently. I want to take this fairy weapon back early. It's really a luxury to waste time." The God of Burial was still as calm as before. Compared to the changing face of the son of Tian, ​​he showed calmness and calmness.

"Seventy million!"

The numbers one by one in billions almost stopped the heartbeat of those normal players. What are rich people? They have fully seen them today.

"So courageous! Then I'll pay...800 million, haha, it's a good number."

The son of Heaven gritted his teeth again. He was about to shout when he suddenly heard a slight move in his ear and a girl's voice came... It was the voice from his sister.

A short sentence made Tianzi's whole body shake suddenly, and suddenly felt like he was poured on a plate of cold water. He woke up completely, accompanied by a cold sweat after a sudden awakening... A sister's words made him realize that he had almost fallen into the trap of the God of Burial.

The battle between impulse and intention is indeed a terrible devil.

He gritted his teeth, quickly picked up the phone, and said in a very low but sufficient voice that others could hear: "Immediately... transfer 1 billion gold coins to me! Immediately!!"

Putting down the phone, he shouted coldly: "Ninety-five million!!"

He called out a price of 900 million, and then someone transferred another one billion. Could it be... he was actually ready to spend a sky-high price of more than one billion... just for a fairy weapon!?

Totally crazy!!!

The Burial God also picked up the phone and said calmly: "Go, I'll give you 20 seconds to get one billion gold coins in my card...."

Putting down the phone, he smiled faintly, slowly shouting out another level of price: "Billion!!"

The billion-dollar auction of days shook the hearts of countless players at this moment.

"Do you still dare to follow me?" The God of Burial still smiled, as light as the breeze... as if the price of one billion was still a simple number for him.

"No, of course I won't follow."

The son of Heaven said the unexpected answers from all the players.

The son of Heaven changed his previous dark and uncertain expression, smiled, and even clapped his hands with a "pa", "pa", "pa" and "pa": "The fairy weapon is indeed unparalleled, but if the price of one billion is used to develop the power of his subordinates, the gains will be far better than a fairy weapon that will not last long. Since the Burial God, you are so loving to your friends and insist on taking this fairy sword, how can I seize the love of my emperor? Burial God, this fairy sword you took with one billion will belong to you... Dugu's family is indeed rich and powerful, and I admire you, hahahaha..."

After saying that, when the God of Burial suddenly became stiff, he came to the book, and laughed loudly, turned around and left, never looked back and looked back.

The changes in the situation made the players present stunned for a moment, and then immediately reacted.

"...Now Mr. 'Mr. Burial God' has already offered 1 billion yuan for this Purple Sword...1 billion gold coins. Is there any friend who is willing to pay a higher price?"

A higher price? What a joke!! This is not ten gold coins, not one hundred thousand gold coins, but one billion celestial numbers!! Even if everyone wants to get this fairy sword... but only mentally ill will pay one billion to buy it.

As an assassin profession, the God of Burial is unable to use this sword of the immortal sword even if he gets it. There is no need to spend such a price... Therefore, many people knew from the beginning that the God of Burial is provoking the son of heaven, then quickly raises the price, and finally when he approaches the son of heaven, he suddenly withdraws his hand, allowing him to take this worthless immortal sword at an extremely huge price...

But unexpectedly, at the last moment, the one who suddenly let go was not the God of Burial, but the Son of Heaven... Or, the Son of Heaven had not had time to let go, because the order to allocate 1 billion gold coins issued by the Son of Heaven before made people take it for granted that his bottom line was at least one billion... But unexpectedly, it was just a smoke bomb that the Son of Heaven confused the Son of Heaven.

This confrontation seemed to be the winner of the God of Burial because he could shoot the last fairy sword... But anyone with a discerning eye knew that it was actually a great victory for the son of heaven. However, the final winner, and the biggest winner, was the July Chamber of Commerce.

A billion auction will inevitably make a lot of money in the history of the Chamber of Commerce that lost the mainland.

"The first time a billion gold coins!"

"The second time for a billion gold coins!"

"The third time for a billion gold coins!"

"Do!" With a final say, September shouted loudly: "Congratulations to Mr. Burial God, this purple sword belongs to you... Thank you for your support for our July Chamber of Commerce."

The moment the golden hammer fell, the transaction was completed. The Sword of Purple Shadow teleported to the backpack of the God of Burial... His billion gold coins of the God of Burial were transferred to the account of the July Chamber of Commerce.

Holding the Zisha Sword that he got, the Burial God smiled, but it was a bitter smile. He originally wanted to give the son of the Yintian, and the expression of the son of the Heaven and the cold sweat on his head clearly showed that he had been completely aroused... With his understanding of the son of the Heaven, he would have been exhausted with him at all costs. But the fact was beyond his expectations, and the son of the Heaven suddenly withdrew...

This is completely different from the style of the son of Heaven who is extremely impulsive and acts in a state of mind.

But, since things have been made, let's take care of it. The Burial God quickly adjusted his mentality. One billion gold coins are a huge loss to anyone. He took out the Purple Sword in front of countless people, and then directly traded it to Luoxing, the Divine Realm sitting on his right: "Luxing, this first immortal sword in China is also the most well-deserved strongest weapon, and it belongs to you... I hope that you can become my Divine Realm Alliance, no, you should be the strongest sword warrior in China!!"

Countless envious eyes focused on Luo Xing, the Divine Realm. The sky-high price of ten billions, the incomparable strongest immortal sword... The purple sword body shook the eyes of Luo Xing of the Divine Realm. His expression was still the same, but his hands that took the Purple Sword Sword were already trembling violently. He took it, then he focused his head and said in front of everyone: "Young Master is so loving. If Luo Xing of the Divine Realm is like this, I can't become the strongest warrior, and I have no face to stay by the Young Master."

The Burial God directly decided the ownership of the Purple Shadow Sword in front of all the people present and countless players outside the field who were paying attention to it. It was a gift and a spur. Under that scene and sudden powerful touch, anyone would be excited and make a resolute vow. It was amazing that he was the Burial God. Even if he was just turned against him and caused a huge loss of one billion, he could adjust it so quickly and take advantage of the situation to make a decision with extremely high effect... He deserved to be the Son of God in the South.

(Well, the reminder from the book review area "Xie xx", I looked back and found that the previous one was indeed messing up the real identity of the God of Burial and the Son of Heaven. Well, it's like this when people get old. Thank you for your thanks to XX first, and then, I will make sure that the Son of Heaven belongs to the Yun family in the north - yes, it's the one who broke Zhao Tianhua, named Yun Sihai. The God of Burial belongs to the Dugu family in the south, named Dugu City.)
Chapter completed!