"150,000 medium-grade immortal stones!" Before Zhong Kui could finish his words, a colorful light appeared directly on the huge jade wall.

This number had just stayed for a while, just as Zhong Kui was about to shout out the price, another colorful light was shining. The number on the jade had changed from 150,000 yuan to 180,000 yuan. Such a rapid and crazy change directly shocked the Jindan real people participating in the auction.

The actions of the Nascent Soul ancestors really shocked them. The difference of 30,000 or 50,000 was added so happily.

Fang Ling's hand was tightly clenched. He had tried his best to make the horn of the thunder beast. At this time, he was a little glad that he had not wasted too much resources on the thunder stone just now. While pondering, he decided to wait a little longer.

Just as he put down his jade pen, Zhu Yunying, who was sitting in room 3002, tightly pinched the jade pen in his hand and wrote down the price of 200,000 medium-grade immortal stones on it. Although her Chiyang Tianhuo Sword is powerful, she wants her flying sword to go further. The so-called thunder and fire mutual generation, the horn of the thunder beast is a rare thing that can increase the power of the Chiyang Tianhuo Sword.

Di Qingjie sat opposite Zhu Yunying. When he saw her writing the price, he immediately smiled and said, "As far as I know, the two Yuanying ancestors who bid should not be very interested in the horn of the Thunder Beast. If you give the price to 200,000, I believe that their competitive spirit will fade. After all, what they value more is the ancient treasure that will be auctioned in the end."

Zhu Yunying smiled softly and said, "I hope I can be like Brother Zhu, as you said. Although I still have some savings, I will continue to take pictures, but I can't stand it!"

Di Qingjie smiled and said nothing, as Di Qingjie expected. After the price rose to 200,000, the two Nascent Soul Ancestors' rooms were indeed no longer moving. The price suddenly increased to 200,000 medium-grade immortal stones, which also made many competitors choose to retreat.

Fang Ling was waiting for this opportunity. He looked at the number of the 200,000 medium-grade immortal stones. After pondering for a moment, he picked up the jade pen and wrote down the price of the 230,000 medium-grade immortal stones. According to his judgment, he believed that as long as this price appeared, he could definitely scare all competitors away.

Zhu Yunying's face turned a little brighter, and in her beautiful eyes, there was more anger and unwillingness. She originally thought that the horn of the thunder beast was already in her hands. However, she did not expect that there was someone who raised the price, and it was not the ancestor of the Nascent Soul.

"Junior sister, I still have 50,000 medium-grade immortal stones here, you can increase the price." Di Qingjie pondered for a moment and said in a deep voice.

He glanced at Di Qingjie, and finally Zhu Yunying said lightly: "Forget it, although this Thunder Beast Horn is important to me, it is still a bit unworthy to let me invest all my resources into this Thunder Beast Horn. What's more, that man dared to add 30,000 medium-grade immortal stones at once. He has already expressed his determination to everyone."

"I just don't know who that person is. There are not many Jindan real people who can take out so many medium-grade immortal stones at once."

Di Qingjie pondered for a moment. A person's name appeared in his mind, but he felt it was impossible. After all, the magic tricks of that person's cultivation had nothing to do with the thunder system, and the possibility of his thunder beast's horn was too small.

"Hahaha, I thought he wouldn't take action anymore. I didn't expect that his target was the horn of the Thunder Beast. He had 230,000 medium-grade immortal stones at one time. It was really a big move!" The man in red hugged the woman with a half-body soared in his arms, and the man in red laughed again.

Amid this laughter, he stood up from the woman's pink legs. He laughed and said, "I just felt that the lightning strikes the stone hardly to strike. Since you want the horn of the thunder beast, hehe, then I will give you another lesson that I will never forget for life. When these lessons are connected in his heart, he should know who is the one he cannot disobey."

While speaking, the man in red picked up the pen in his hand with a smile and gently wrote a line of words on it.

Fang Ling looked at the line characters, especially the markings behind the line characters, and the murderous intent in his heart surged up like a tide. The owner of this room usually did not bid, but always waited for the price to increase when he made a successful bid, and every time he added a lowest price.

The 233,000 medium-grade immortal stones were not specified to increase the minimum price of 3,000 medium-grade immortal stones, I am afraid he would have turned the price into 230,000 yuan. The stronger the murderous intent in his heart, the calmer Fang Ling became. As his fingers changed, he wrote another number on the jade talisman.

240,000 medium-grade immortal stones!

The price was almost almost at Fang Ling's existing number of immortal stones. But just as he finished writing this number, another number rose up there. It was still three thousand more than him, just like when he was auctioning a thunderstorm.

Some shrewd monks had already noticed something strange in the middle at this time. Many people looked at Fang Ling and the other two rooms. Fang Ling, who had completely calmed down, gently stroked his fingers and turned the number into 250,000 medium-grade immortal stones. This number was already the number of immortal stones that Fang Ling had prepared.

Just as Fang Ling wrote down this number, the man in red still casually added three thousand medium-grade immortal stones to it. The number of 253,000 medium-grade immortal stones appeared stubbornly on the jade wall again.

"Grandma, who did these three, one, two, one offend? This was the case when he bid for the thunder and stone. Now he is bidding on the horn of the Thunder Beast, and this is the trick. Damn, this is really good enough to play." A top-level monk with foundation building said loudly as he looked at the changed number.

His words resonated with many monks, and some even said with a smile: "Although I don't know what the situation is, I know that the two of them are facing each other, but I don't know which one is stronger. Hehe, I want me to tell you, the one behind is just causing trouble."

The chaotic discussions came one after another in the auction hall. Zhong Kui was happy and the shouts in his mouth became louder. Fang Ling glanced at the horn of the thunder beast, pondered for a moment, and directly turned the number he wrote on it into 300,000 medium-grade immortal stones.

Although he couldn't take out the 300,000 medium-grade immortal stones for a while, his small Qiankun bag contained spiritual medicine and magic weapons. At this time, the most important thing was to take down the horn of the thunder beast. What he wanted was to win!

As soon as the price of 300,000 medium-grade immortal stones appeared, the audience was shocked. Although the horn of the Thunder Beast is rare, it is not worth so many medium-grade immortal stones. A medium-sized sect has a savings of 300,000 medium-grade immortal stones. Could this auctioneer be crazy?

"Young Master, Fang Ling has been so angry with you, Young Master. I think this will teach him a lesson. It would be better to let him spend more immortal stones to buy the horn of the Thunder Beast, which can be considered a big loss for him." The gorgeous woman, wearing a veil, came to the man in red, and whispered softly.

The man in red waved his hand and said domineeringly: "The problem that can be solved with the immortal stone is not a big problem. Since I want to take him as my confidant servant, I will leave invincible traces in his heart. Now he is at the end of his strength and is almost about to lose his skills! I think the price of these 300,000 medium-grade immortal stones is his last attempt. The more I will suppress him to the ground."

"Bamo, he can be a Bamo in front of others, but for me, he can only be a servant who bows his head. It is worth it to get a good servant with 300,000 medium-grade immortal stones."

While the man in red spoke, he wrote a number on the jade talisman with his pen again, 300,300 medium-grade immortal stones. He would add 3,000 medium-grade immortal stones! He believed that when he quoted the price, he would definitely be able to hit Fang Ling a mess.

Gently put down the jade pen, the man in red looked at the numbers flashing on the auction table, and felt more and more comfortable. He was the natural king of the Divine Sect. Everything in this world would fall into his control. He was the one who dominated the Rubik's Cube Ling, but he was just a step toward the peak and a chess piece!

The excited man in red had his blood and energy swelled up. After a while, the whole room was surrounded by blood and energy! He felt that at this moment, he was like a skilled angler. Seeing the big fish getting hooked, he was not in a hurry to lift the rod, but instead put a long line, allowing the fish to struggle in the water. When the fish was exhausted, he easily carried it to the ashore. The taste of this kind of fish stalking is really refreshing!

The 300,000,300 medium-grade immortal stones are definitely not a small number, and this number is the transaction number of the horn of the Thunder Beast. In the end, Fang Ling did not increase the price. The young master in red bought the horn of the Thunder Beast at this price.

The person who brought the horn of the Thunder Beast to the young master in red was a monk who looked over thirty years old but had the peak of Jindan cultivation. He held the horn of the Thunder Beast in his hand with a smile and said with a smile: "Young Master, please check the horn of the Thunder Beast."

The young man in red took the horn of the thunder beast, threw it a few randomly, and then said lightly: "Yes, it's the horn of the thunder beast."

"Since the young master is sure, please pay. If the young master does not have so many immortal stones for a while, we Huizhenxuan can also provide you with free redemption services, magic weapons and pills." The middle-aged monk said calmly, but his eyes were fixed on the face of the man in red.

The man in red snorted coldly, with deep disdain in his voice. He stretched out his hand and took out a red token from his small Qiankun bag and said lightly: "You take this and pay the bill!"

The token was only the size of a palm, but as soon as it appeared in the private room, the entire private room seemed to be filled with red light. A smiling face became clearer as the red light continued to appear. (To be continued)
Chapter completed!