Peerless Martial Soul

This young man should be from Skeleton Valley. He must be quite powerful and difficult to provoke, so Chen Feng could only bid for the auction by normal means.

The young man yelled indifferently: "Nine hundred yuan."

Chen Feng immediately added a thousand yuan.

Soon, the two were one after another, you vie for me, and the price of the ghost-faced blood man to participate was 2,000 middle-grade spirit stones.

The auctioneer was overjoyed, the price has far exceeded the expected price.

The young man seemed a little annoyed when he found that Chen Feng refused to give up a single inch of himself. He slapped the table fiercely: "Three thousand middle-grade spirit stones."

Then he stood up, looked down at the audience, and said in a haughty voice: "Whoever dares to fight with me anymore will just have trouble with our Skeleton Valley, but he has to weigh himself."

Chen Feng ignored him and shouted, "Five thousand middle-grade spirit stones."

The young man was furious, pointing to the box, and shouting loudly: "Fuck, little bunny, are you looking for death?"

Someone whispered: "I know who he is. This is the son of the Great Master of Skull Valley. His name is Qian Yiyi. He has a normal cultivation base, which is only the Nine Peaks of the Nine Heavens after Heaven."

"However, his father pampered him especially since he was a child, and all kinds of doting have led him to develop the temperament of a dude. He is domineering and domineering. Because there is Skeleton Valley standing behind him, no one dares to mess with him."

Hearing someone talking about his name, Qian Yitong not only didn't get annoyed, but looked at Chen Feng triumphantly, and laughed loudly: "Have you heard? The name of the uncle is so brilliant here, you kid dare to provoke the uncle, Beware of your own dog's life!"

Chen Feng said faintly through the curtain: "If you have money, bid quickly, if you don't have money, get out if you don't have money. The poor ghosts who don't have money in their pockets dare to learn from others and enter the auction room, so quickly get back and go to eat milk!"

Qian Qiqiang was so angry that he screamed, "Okay, okay, you little bastard, you wait for me, I will kill you."

Said it will increase the price.

The person next to him hurriedly persuaded: "Master, you can't increase the price anymore. Before we came out this time, the master had ordered it. All the money we have this time will be used to buy those two things, but we can't spend it on irrelevant things. Come on, if you really want to do this, the master will blame it."

Hearing the four words of the master, Qian Jin was excited together and sat down angrily, but after all he did not increase the price.

Finally, Chen Feng took the ghost face blood ginseng at the price of five thousand middle-grade spirit stones.

He was also very depressed. He could have bought it for six hundred, but for five thousand, the price was ten times higher.

Soon, the ghost blood ginseng was sent to Chen Feng's box.

Opening the jade box, the ghost face blood ginseng immediately struggling to fly out, about to flee. Being caught by Chen Feng, the ghost face blood ginseng made a squeaky ghost cry.

Chen Feng laughed in a low voice: "Zi Yue, quickly absorb it."

Ying Ziyue gave a hum, and the Ziyue knife flew out of thin air and came to the side of the ghost blood ginseng.

The cry of the ghost face blood ginseng suddenly sharpened, as if it were extremely fearful. But the next moment, it disappeared without a trace, as if it had been absorbed by the Purple Moon Blade.

Ying Ziyue then fell silent and did not speak again. Chen Feng knew that she should be digesting and assimilating, so she didn't bother her and continued to look at the auction hall.

The auction continued downwards, one by one was bought or unsold, and until the last one appeared, Chen Feng did not realize that the things he brought were auctioned. He had some doubts in his heart, but he was forced to suppress it, because at this time the auctioneer had already shouted in a loudly excited voice: "This auction will be the finale, and the last product is two Broken Pills!"

"The consignment seller has special requirements for these two broken mirror pills. They are not allowed to be sold alone. If you want to buy them, you must buy them together."

When the words fell, there was a sudden commotion in the auction hall. Although the people who came had received some news before then, they were all shocked when the auctioneer spoke it out.

This is Boundary Pill! It is the dream of many acquired powerhouses!

However, Chen Feng discovered that after Po Jing Dan appeared, two groups of people in the auction were immediately eager to try.

One of them was Skeleton Valley, and on the other, Chen Feng glanced at it roughly and remembered who it was. It was the Bai family of the big clan in Baiyang Town.

The auctioneer announced loudly: "Two Broken Pills, made by Master Ge Dan, are extremely precious. The starting price is 10,000 middle-grade spirit stones!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Qian Yitong immediately quoted: "Twenty thousand middle-grade spirit stones."

Everyone took a breath, and the money together was indeed a big deal, and it doubled directly.

On the other side, the young master of the Bai family calmly said, "Thirty thousand middle-grade spirit stones."

The money together was immediately carried to 40,000 middle-grade spirit stones.

The Bai Family and Skeleton Valley fought extremely fiercely for these two Broken Mirror Pills, and soon the price was raised to one hundred thousand middle-grade spirit stones. This is already a shocking price, far exceeding the two broken mirrors. Dan's own value.

Obviously, these two forces have a great demand for Boundary Pill, so they would rather pay such a high price.