"4.1 million!" Qin Zhan fought hard and finally broke through 40. In this fight, the price directly broke through from 300,000 to 4 million, which is crazy.

The short and thin old man glanced at Qin Zhan meaningfully and stopped following. Finally, the old man in charge announced that Qin Zhan had won this round of auction and had almost spent all the budget.

Two consecutive shots! Qin Zhan's behavior attracted the attention of many people. Chen Luo also quietly stepped forward and, using the excuse of celebration, thrust two million taels of silver notes into Qin Zhan's hands.

"Next, the item to be auctioned is the Spirit Gathering Tower!"

"This object is an ancient object, which coincides with Xuan Yi and communicates between heaven and earth. Therefore, around this object, spiritual energy surges will gather crazily, so it is called the Spirit Gathering Tower!"

"The area around the Juling Pagoda is an excellent place for cultivation."

If that clan and aristocratic family owned this thing, it would definitely speed up their cultivation greatly. Everyone here understands the significance of this thing.

"The starting price is 1 million taels!"

The starting price also reflects the value of this item. In this auction in Netherworld Ghost City, the value is considered to be the best, much higher than the prices of the previous models.

"I'll pay 1.2 million!"

"I'll pay 1.6 million!"

"I'll pay 1.8 million!"

As the people raising their hands frequently shouted out prices, Chen Luo watched the changes quietly. Looking at the people raising their hands to bid, there were people from the Yihua Palace, people from the Song family, and some unknown old men.

Also participated in the bidding. Everyone came and went, and the killing was fierce.

Soon, prices were pushed to their peak.

"I offer 5 million!" Song Zhiqing raised his hand and looked around. The people in Yihua Palace had retreated, and there were only a handful of competitors left.

"I'll offer you 5.1 million!" There was an old man in the front row who was still biting the bullet, unwilling to give up.

"I'll offer 5.5 million!" Song Zhiqing continued to increase the amount.

The old man shook his head. He kept the green hills and was not afraid of running out of firewood.

"5.5 million, is there anyone else following?" The host looked around the audience, and Song Zhiqing also looked happy and proud.

"I'll pay 6 million!"

Suddenly, a lazily shouting came from the seat at the back of the middle! Everyone was shocked, and when they looked around, it was Chen Luo again!

Song Zhiqing's face was ashen. He was about to succeed, but he was struck by someone. Moreover, this person was the person he wanted to kill.

Humph, I have the entire Song family as my backing, so you dare to earn money from me!

"I'll pay 6.6 million!" Song Zhiqing said fiercely.

However, this is the case in this ghost city. No one knows who will win until the last moment!

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"I'll offer 7 million!" Chen Luo continued to follow calmly.
Chapter completed!