The shouting of prices came one after another, and he held a look of determination to win the small copper furnace.

"This little copper furnace is also good." Ye Chen touched his chin.

"If you want it, increase the price." Xiong Er said.

“No money.”

"When I didn't say it."

In a blink of an eye, the small copper furnace below had already sold a high price of 150,000 yuan. And depending on the posture, it was difficult to get the small copper furnace for 150,000 yuan.

"160,000, I have collected it." The voice of the elder of Qingyun Sect came from above.

Suddenly, the flags were halted below. Not to mention the 160,000 spirit stones, the huge figure of Qingyun Sect was not something that ordinary people dared to provoke.

"Since no one raises the price, this Qinglong belongs to the Qingyun Sect." Master Yang Ge glanced for a week and saw that no one offered, he waved his sleeves and put away the small copper furnace.

What he took out next was still a spiritual weapon, which was a gossip mirror. As soon as it was taken out, it scattered a hot light, shining with divine light, which was eye-catching, revealing a terrifying aura.

"The price is 100,000 yuan, and the auction starts."

"110,000." A purple-clothed Taoist below bid first.

"Zhou Cang, you are so petty, but you can't take away this gossip mirror." On the other hand, a white-haired old man with a gloomy face sneered.

"I'll pay 120,000." The old man with white hair smiled gloomy.

Zhou Cang looked cold and snorted coldly, "You are 10,000 or 130,000."

"Frequently Fifty Thousand."

"I'll pay 170,000."

The entire Zanglong Pavilion was full of the sound of two people bidding. They seemed to have had grudges, and the lines were full of coldness and hostility. Even if they were to bite the bullet, they had to distinguish the price from the price.

Sure enough, this dark market auction is not as calm as it appears, but in fact, these people are fighting in secret.

“Two hundred thousand.”

"You are 10,000 or 210,000."

The competition in the Gossip Mirror was extremely fierce, and the two of them had a blushing face and thick neck. It was not until the third party joined that the balance was broken, followed by the fourth and fifth party.

As the number of competitors continues to increase, the price of this gossip mirror soars to as much as 300,000.

"Damn, I'm just about to get a shot?" Xiong Er angrily, "It's such a group of beasts to raise the price so high."

"Why do I feel like this auction has nothing to do with us?"

"I have no money, I'm so frustrated."

Below, the auction of the Bagua Mirror has ended, and the one who got it turned out to be an old man who looked like a monkey.

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Chapter completed!