When the auction was about halfway through, Lin Feng had spent tens of millions of low-grade spiritual stones, participated in the bidding, and obtained a total of seventeen magic weapons.

Coupled with some elixirs and various materials for refining weapons interspersed in the middle, Box 21, where Lin Feng was located, has become the focus of the audience.

"Damn, how can this guy be so rich?"

After a monk heard another bid on the 21st, he sat slumped in his chair.

"Who knows, give up. The monk in No. 21 must have an extraordinary background. Otherwise, Situ Bo would not have compromised with him before."

Many monks were whispering, and the topics discussed were all about box number 21.

In fact, every time I choose to bid on Box 21, I have never failed.

There was another great master in the integration stage who wanted to challenge Lin Fenggang. However, after Lin Feng directly raised the price of two million low-grade spiritual stones three times in a row, this great master in the integration stage had no choice but to give up.

It was just a high-grade magic weapon, not a flying sword, but it fetched a terrifying price of seven million low-grade spiritual stones.

During this period of integration, I thought the people in Box 21 were crazy.

However, in the box at this time, Lin Feng kept refining happily and did not feel tired at all.

Piece after piece of material was separated from the magic weapon by him, and then they were all gathered in the divine water space. Although it cost a lot to purchase these materials, Lin Feng didn't care.

He is not short of money, what he is short of is these top-quality materials produced in the deep sea.

It happened that the monks who obtained these materials were ignorant of the goods, and they found a half-assed weapon refiner from nowhere to help them build these weapons.

Although these weapons are at the level of high-grade magic weapons and are even more powerful than ordinary high-grade magic weapons, Lin Feng knows that none of these magic weapons can exert their full strength.

After all, there is really a big difference in the refining methods.

Qianqian is completely numb now.

She just sat there, listening to Lin Feng explain to her the top-quality materials contained in these magic weapons.

And with her ability, she can only sense a few.

"The stupider these monks are, the greater my gains will be. I will find an opportunity later to discuss with Situ Bo and go to their treasure house to take a look. I believe they should have fished out a lot of good things from other forces this time.

"

Lin Feng squinted his eyes with a smile on his face.

The atmosphere at the scene was extremely heated, and it could be seen from the expressions of most of the monks that the level of this auction definitely met their expectations, and even far exceeded some.

"Brother Situ, that senior has taken action again."

Zhang Xiong secretly smacked his tongue.

He silently calculated that Lin Feng's transaction volume from the beginning to now has reached nearly 100 million low-grade spiritual stones.

With such a huge amount of wealth, even a first-level monk like him would be very distressed if he wanted to take it out directly.

But looking at people is as simple as eating and drinking.

Situ Bo glanced at Zhang Xiong: "I'm not surprised at all. For an alchemist like Senior, money is nothing to him, and the top-quality elixirs that Senior had before were far more than this."

The price is up.”

"makes sense."

Zhang Xiong nodded, really there is no comparison between people.

"Ahem."

On the auction stage, Yang Dahai suddenly coughed lightly, and then said in a deep voice: "Everyone, I want to announce something to you. I hope you won't get excited."

Many monks present were stunned when they heard this. Immediately afterwards, a monk who was familiar with Yang Dahai laughed and cursed: "If you have something to say, say it quickly, and if you have a fart, hurry up. What's the point?"

"Yes, Yang Dahai, do you want to announce to everyone that your divorced Taoist companion ran away with someone else?"

The monks burst out laughing when they heard this.

However, there was no trace of anger on Yang Dahai's face. Instead, he continued with a serious face: "That's it. Just now, this auction accepted the items prepared by a senior for auction. I, Gang Leader Situ, considered it again and again.

We have decided to accept this consignment, and the next bidding will be the items entrusted by this senior to be auctioned. I hope you will not be excited."

"What? Didn't we agree that no one else will be allowed to consign this auction?"

"That's right, your Weihai Gang has broken the rules!"

The scene became a little noisy for a while.

Those who expressed their opinions originally planned to use this auction event to auction off one or two magic weapons they had obtained.

As expected, they were all rejected by the Weihai Gang.

Of course these people were not happy when they heard Yang Dahai's words.

"Yang Dahai, your Weihai Gang must give us an explanation for this matter."

In a box, a deep voice came out: "Do you think your Weihai Gang, the Nanhua City Tiger Roar Gang, is easy to bully?"

The person who spoke was the leader of the Tiger Roar Gang. His own cultivation had reached the late stage of fusion. He was a seventh-level fusion powerhouse. He was one of the few strong men in the late fusion stage among the monks present.

In this auction, he planned to clean up some unused spiritual herbs in his gang, and add a few magic weapons, which was interesting.

As a result, he was righteously rejected by the Weihai Gang.

He was already holding back his anger, but when he thought about how powerful the Weihai Gang was now, since these were rules, there was no harm in him abiding by them.

The result is now good, the Weihai Gang actually accepted the consignment from other monks while rejecting all the monks.

At this time, they had completely ignored the word "senior" that Yang Dahai mentioned before.

"What's the fuss about?"

Just as the atmosphere at the scene became more and more tense, a cold voice sounded.

Everyone looked up and saw that Situ Bo was already suspended in the void. The aura of his peak body was sweeping across the entire place. The monks who had been chattering before did not dare to speak.

Or they are suppressed by the momentum and unable to speak at all.

"Leader Situ, what do you mean? It's obviously the rules set by your Weihai Gang, how can you change them just as you say?"

The leader of the Huxiao Gang said while suppressing his anger.

However, Situ Bo's response to him was very simple and rude: "You also said that this is the rule of my Weihai Gang, and as the leader of the Weihai Gang, why can't I change it?"

"you……"

The leader of the Huxiao Gang was speechless after hearing this.

"Okay, I just want to say one thing here. The item that will be auctioned next is no less precious than the three items in the finale. Moreover, for the Taoist friends who are present and controlled by various forces,

It should be a good choice. Since the leader of the Tiger Roar Gang is unhappy, he doesn’t have to participate in the bidding."

After saying that, Situ Bo flashed and returned to his previous position.
Chapter completed!