In an instant, the head of the Qingyun Sect shouted out the price in a hurry.

"Fifty thousand, old man, if you dare to fight with me, I will fight your Qingyun Sect."

The King of Swordsmen was not willing to show weakness and did not hesitate to threaten.

"Sixty thousand, I don't have much life left, I must get this pill!"

The old monster with bloody hands has such murderous intent that it makes people's hearts palpitate.

"Seventy thousand!"

The head of the Sima family also spoke.

This is a battle between big guys, like an invisible fight.

As the bids came out one after another, the place was completely boiling.

"One hundred thousand!"

Finally, King Yun made an offer and raised the price to 100,000 yuan at a time.

One hundred thousand spiritual stones is by no means a small number.

"One hundred and ten thousand!"

The old monster with bloody hands continued to follow the price. His deadline was approaching and he refused to let go of this opportunity.

"One hundred and twenty thousand!"

King Yun is bound to win, but the others are no longer fighting for it at this time. After all, according to previous habits, this is not the only life-sustaining pill.

"One hundred and thirty thousand!"

The old monster with bloody hands spoke again.

"One hundred and forty thousand, no matter how high the price is, I will stick with you to the end for this life-extending pill!"

King Yun's calm voice mixed with a tone of determination echoed throughout the venue.

In the end, the old monster with bloody hands fell silent.

King Yun successfully bought this life-extending pill for a high price of 140,000 yuan.

At this time, in another VIP seat.

Zhou Zhenghao sat on a chair, staring blankly at the life-sustaining pill that was sold for 140,000 spirit stones, and instantly remembered yesterday's conversation.

Now it seems that I still underestimated His Highness Ninth Prince.

The power of this elixir far exceeded my expectations.

He can already predict that after today.
Chapter completed!