I don’t know what the level of the powerful warriors in ancient times was, but the treasures in the hands of such beings are not measured by source coins at all.

Ten billion or hundreds of billions?

"I'm not interested, but if you get this thing, you can give me a look."

Han Muye looked up at Li Changyun and Lu Zixu, chuckled and said, "Can't you tell the people in the audience?"

This made the two of them slightly stunned.

These treasure-knowing masters, even the treasure-knowing masters from Lu Jiayun Tangbao Pavilion, should have been able to tell that the traces of flames were from the infinite heavenly fire.

So what does it mean that this object can still be placed here?

If it doesn't look valuable, it's just a waste.

The one just now is considered missing.

But this one cannot be missed.

"Although everyone knows that these ancient objects wrapped in flames are valuable, due to the exhaustion of spirituality and the power of the flames, no one can tell how much value they can retain until now."

The treasure is a treasure, but I don’t know how much value it has left.

"Also, during the process of opening the treasure, the core strength of these treasures will be directly shattered due to the erosion of the power of time."

"How much value do you think a treasure without its core strength still has?"

No core strength.

And because of the great wear and tear, such treasures are indeed of extremely limited value.

Han Muye's words made both Li Changyun and Lu Zixu stiff-faced.

It's over.

The attendants around him breathed a sigh of relief.

If it wasn't something valuable, they wouldn't lose their heads.

"In that case, forget it, no more bidding." Li Changyun shook his head and whispered.

Lu Zixu also had the same expression.

"Why don't you bid?" Han Muye looked at the aura that had lost a lot, and chuckled: "What if I have a way to keep 80% of the power of this treasure from being eroded and wasted when it was opened?"

"However, the price is a bit high, and it may cause some physical pain."

Han Muye chuckled and looked at the two people in front of him: "Besides, if it had been damaged back then, then it would not be a problem that I can solve."

What's the meaning?

Lu Zixu's face showed confusion.

If this is possible, it is impossible to resist the wear and tear of time.

Is there any power in the world that can withstand the power of time?

Li Changyun was shocked, his eyes flashed with light, and he whispered: "After so many years, I'm afraid this treasure doesn't have much power left."

It costs a lot of money and may result in nothing.

"Brother Lu, then I will not participate in this round." Li Changyun shook his head.

At this time, Lu Dongju's voice came from below: "Everyone, are there any bidders?"

His palms were raised.

"I want this!"

Lu Zixu in the attic shouted loudly.

There was a firm look in his eyes: "In the worst case, I'll lose my pants."

He raised his hand and waved, and a set of numbers flew down.

In fact, his loud roar just now attracted the attention of many people.

Lu Dongju's palm pressed down, and countless numbers were shattered, leaving three in the end.

Eighty million.

Five hundred million.

Eight billion.

Such a huge disparity in numbers stunned everyone.

The minimum is 80 million, which shows that most people bid less than 80 million.

But the highest figure of eight billion is really a bit ridiculous.

"Lu Zixu, is he crazy about gambling?" Shangguan Yuqin whispered in the attic of Shangguan's house.

Eight billion.

Lu Zixu's price tag is 8 billion source coins.

Countless spiritual thoughts were coming towards Lu Zixu and their attic. Han Muye raised his hand, and a layer of light curtain blocked all the spiritual thoughts.

I could detect it just now, but now I can't.

Lu Dongju below looked at the numbers, turned his head and looked at the masters sitting on the stage.

These masters had different expressions on their faces at this time.

"Obviously, this young master of the Lu family is betting that the treasure in this thing can be worth a fortune." A master of treasure recognition said softly with a smile on his face.

"Haha, in fact, the value of the things in this object is probably worth this price. It's just a pity that time is passing by. Who can resist it?" Guo Jintang shook his head and sighed softly.

As a weapon refiner, it would be a blessing to see treasures from ancient times.

However, this object is destined to collapse the moment the treasure is opened.

Not much value.

Some of the other masters remained silent, while others spoke out, which probably meant that Lu Zixu would lose all his money this time.

No master is optimistic about it.

"This guy doesn't have any luck, does he?" Sun Meng frowned and whispered.

"This time is different from before. This time there is no solution." The black-robed senior brother shook his head.

No solution.

There were various speculations among other lofts, but in the end, no one offered more than 8 billion.

You're crazy to bet like this.

"This boy seems to be really not a good match." The upright young man in the attic of Shangguan's house whispered.

Shangguan Yuqin turned her head.

At this time, after Han Muye whispered a few words in Lu Zixu's ear, Lu Zixu had already walked down the attic with a look of anxiety on his face.

When he came to the stage, he bowed his hands to all the masters, and then to Lu Dongju.

Eight billion has been paid.

This is almost the remaining wealth of Yuan coins in Lu Zixu's hands.

If you want to buy other treasures, you have to exchange them with other treasures.

Lu Dongju gave Lu Zixu a smile, then raised his hand, motioning for Lu Zixu to step forward and open the treasure.

Lu Zixu walked to the stage and circled the long knife-like object several times.

"It's burning with infinite heavenly fire, and it's made in the shape of a long knife. There weren't many fights like this in ancient times."

Lu Zixu whispered in his mouth and stretched out his hand to press on the long knife.

His words made the surrounding masters and many people in the attic have a spiritual light in their eyes.

This Lu Zixu doesn’t seem to be crazy about gambling?

At least he knows about the Infinite Heavenly Fire and the ancient war.

"The heaven-transforming fire of the infinite universe was unfortunately cut off in ancient times. Otherwise, it would have been able to shine in this era."

Feng Chang, the core elder of the Weapon Refiner Alliance, spoke with regret.

If those top divine flames are inherited, they will indeed be a rare treasure for weapon refiners.

"In that battle, dozens of worlds collapsed, and our galaxy universe lost several cosmic-level masters, one of whom wielded a long sword." Lu Zixu pressed his palm on the handle of the long sword object, "The white tiger sword, the divine weapon of the universe.

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Space level warrior!

One handle is worth hundreds of billions of source coins.

However, things like space-level warriors cannot be settled with source coins.

But everyone knows that the universe-level warrior is ten or twenty times more valuable than Lu Zixu's price.
To be continued...