When the rich guys came again, they became more and more terrified. This was too much and they were not willing to cover up at all. They were clearly treating them as suckers.

Who can come here is not the overlord? If you are so fooled by this, you can tolerate it. At that moment, a few hot-tempered Haoke stood up and looked at the edge of the back three rows with cold eyes.

There is a big disagreement and a move directly.

A rumbling sound came from the ears of several Haokes. On the spot, the Haokes pale, their faces were pale, and their limbs were weak, as if several kilograms of blood had been removed, and they sat in their seats.

The Jinchi Auction, which has been circulating in the Heavenly Dao Continent for many years, is not a false reputation. It dares to suppress such people who dare to take action in the auction hall without mercy.

Some of the Haokes who were about to stand up changed their faces and sat down again. On the Tiandao Continent, there were many people who could challenge the Jinchi Auction, but they were not included.

The whole audience fell into silence for three minutes.

Just when the auctioneer who is responsible for dispatching the scene is full of panic and does not know how to solve the current crisis.

In the third row, Jin Shaorong, who was dressed in noble purple clothes and introverted, stood up and said in a bad tone: "The auction house is so unscrupulous and seeking a trust, I must give you an explanation, otherwise I won't think about continuing this auction."

Jin Shaorong's identity was the noblest among the people present. As soon as he spoke up, he immediately received echoes from the rich guys.

The scene was chaotic. If an outsider broke in, he would have thought he had entered the vegetable market when he saw it.

After a long time, a huge roar sounded and everyone calmed down.

The auctioneer on the stage reached out and touched his forehead and wiped off a few drops of sweat.

"Young Master Jin, everyone, I swear that the customer in the back three rows has nothing to do with the auction house."

You said it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter!

This sentence appeared in Jin Shaorong and Haoke's hearts.

At this time, Fairy Kunyue, who had been silent, was light and fluttering, but the sound that shook everyone's hearts sounded.

"The auctioneer said this person is not, so it must be no. If you don't want to buy it, you can leave. I will ask for all the rest of it."

Jin Shaorong and the Haokes were unhappy when they heard this. Every time they came here, they would go back to auction the things they needed. If they went back empty-handedly, they would be scolded to death by the people in the family.

"Everyone, let's talk about this matter after you go out, and don't affect the Jinchi auction ceremony." Jin Shaorong spoke first, looking righteous and stern, as if he was not the one who was asking about the trouble just now.

The audience was booed.

Many high-ranking customers scoffed at this young master of Tianxuan Sect. People who have no responsibility at all are not worthy of their respect.

Jin Shaorong was extremely angry. When he looked back at the person on the edge of the last three rows, his mood became worse. This guy took the matter to this point, but sat there motionless, like an outsider.

Suddenly, Fairy Kunyue, whose face and body were shrouded in light, could not see clearly, but her voice was very nice, said lightly: "Auctionist, keep going."

At the same time, on the stage, the auctioneer seemed to have received a voice transmission from someone. He looked straight, sorted out his clothes, and said in a serious tone: "The guests who just sat on the edge of the back three rows just now had a bid of 40 million yuan. Is there any higher?"

The whole audience was silent, as if it had been discussed, without any response. Even Fairy Kunyue, who spoke to stop everyone, did not speak.

The auctioneer was so panicked that according to the elders' estimates, the average price of six dragons that can grow into golden immortal level is 5 million, and the average price of them that can grow into golden immortal level is 15 million, and the total of eight dragons is at least 70 million.

The price of just 40 million is too far away.

Just as the auctioneer was about to cry, a slightly mocking voice came from the edge of the back three rows.

"Four thousand one million, sneer"

It has happened to merely increase my price before. At most, everyone is surprised, or laughs a few words in their hearts. The last "sneer" suddenly makes simple things complicated.

Many high-ranking customers think that the people coming are laughing at them.

"Boy, don't be arrogant. My Jianhu Palace will give you 42 million."

"The Fire Tribe, 43 million"

...

After a few minutes, the eight little dragons sold more than the pre-order price under the competition of many major forces and sold for up to 79 million yuan.

The auctioneer, who breathed a sigh of relief, subconsciously looked at the edge of the three rows behind. At this point, he also suspected that the person who came was a entrusted.

"Don't forget to record, auction it quickly, there are many more behind it."

There are urgings from a wealthy man.

The auctioneer did not dare to delay and took a jade box from a beautiful girl who walked onto the stage.

"What I pretended to be among the top 50 in the world, and the endless creation pill. After the golden immortal eats it, he can break through the shackles and reach the realm of Daluo Jinxian."

It is actually a elixir of fortune that never ends!

Not only the rich guys, but also Jin Shaorong showed a look of heartbeat.

"The Pill of Continuous Continuing Creation is at a minimum price of 36 million, and the price increase shall not be less than 500,000 each time. Now start the price increase."

"Five million"

A faint sound came from the edge of the back three rows for the third time.

Come again. Bastard, too much!

The anger suppressed by the rich and the rich and Jin Shaorong surged up uncontrollably.

Fairy Kunyue's delicate face also showed some dislike. She had already persuaded her once because of the friendship between Feixian Holy Land and Jinchi Auction for generations. She did not want the people in the auction office to be greedy.

The auctioneer on the stage was in a bad mood all of a sudden. If this continues, the angry rich guys will first vent their anger.

"Why did the auctioneer stop?"

In the back three rows, Chu Feng raised his head and looked at the auctioneer with a calm look on the stage with an ugly face.

The auctioneer gritted his teeth and said, "The Pill of Continuous Creation is 50 million for the first time, 50 million for the second time."

When the second shout came, the auctioneer stopped decisively and waited for someone to intercept the slap.

I didn't want to wait for more than a minute, and no one spoke.

The auctioneer, who knew that the matter was serious, said anxiously: "This thing can directly promote a golden immortal to the Daluo Golden Immortal. Looking at the entire Heavenly Dao Continent, it is a rare treasure."

The whole audience was still silent.

After several consecutive malicious price hikes, the high-ranking merchants present were extremely disgusted with the Jinchi Auction.

"Insatiable greed makes you suffer the consequences"

Jin Shaorong cursed in a low voice.

The rich guys around him showed a look of approval.

The auctioneer shouted helplessly: "Fifty million times, the elixir of fortune will belong to this guest."

In the back three rows, Chu Feng's expression was calm and he was already very happy. According to the system's estimate, the Shengsheng Creation Pill can be sold for at least 90 million, but he bought it at a very low price of 50 million.

Jin Shaorong and the rich guys mocked the Jinchi auction in their hearts and smashed the treasure into their hands.
Chapter completed!