To everyone's surprise, Lun Jia's speech and actions were not sloppy at all, which made those warriors who had broken the anticipation of the auction feel a little bit of satisfaction in their hearts.

As soon as Lun Jia finished speaking, the red curtain behind him was slowly opened, and then a strong light came, and two men dressed as guards walked out from behind the curtain, holding a Lan Youyou's long sword, this sword has a water-blue brilliance constantly flowing, and the inadvertently surging breath is extremely surging.

"This sword is called Cold Light. It is a low-grade spiritual treasure of the imperial rank. It cuts iron like mud and is sharp. Let its power go up to a higher level, complement each other, the base price is 100,000 middle-grade spirit stones, everyone can bid now."

Lun Jia slowly took the cold light, and lightly danced a sword flower with her right hand, and suddenly a burst of icy cold air gushed out, causing the temperature of the surrounding space to drop sharply.

Looking at the cold light in Lun Jia's hands, Zhuo Wen sat leisurely on the seat, groping for the armrest with his palms, without the slightest interest in his eyes, with Zhuo Wen's current wealth, a low-grade spirit treasure of the imperial rank, he really couldn't impress him .

And the people in the other VIP seats also remained silent, obviously holding the same idea as Zhuo Wen, and the cold light and other spiritual treasures were really not attractive to them.

Although everyone in the VIP seats is not interested in it, the ordinary warriors below are flocking to it. For ordinary warriors like him, the imperial spirit treasure can be regarded as an extremely rare spirit treasure. The sound of the perfect bidding.

The bidding didn't last long, but was won by a rather inconspicuous thin man below at a price of 180,000 middle-grade spirit stones. After the bid was successful, this man was very smart. quietly left the auction site.

This is Shura City, where the law of the jungle has evolved to the extreme. If this person does not stop as soon as possible, he may become a snipe and clam in the eyes of others.

After Hanguang was auctioned off, under the auspices of Lun Jia, there were quite a variety of dazzling treasures, such as armor, exercises, elixir, etc., which can be said to be rich in categories, but most of them could not enter the VIP seats. Dharma eye.

Therefore, after the auction went on for about half an hour, there was no one bidding in the VIP seats on the second floor, which seemed a little strangely silent.

Boom!

The slightly dull bell rang again, and the curtain behind Lun Jia opened again, and immediately a graceful maid came slowly, holding a silver plate, and there was a silver cover on the silver plate.

Lun Jia took the silver plate, and immediately opened it slowly. Suddenly, a terrifying cold air permeated the entire empty surrounding of the auction hall, and even formed an ice-blue storm phantom above it.

Many people present were caught off guard by the cold air and shivered, trembling all over.

Swish Swish Swish!

All eyes focused on the opened silver plate, and everyone was shocked to find that there was a beating ice-blue heart on the silver plate, and while the heart was beating, it was even more so. It is a whirlwind of extremely terrifying cold air that gushes out, and the bone-piercing cold air makes some warriors who are not very powerful quite afraid.

"Um?"

At the VIP table, Zhuo Wen's eyes suddenly froze. At this moment, the holy ice talisman on his left hand was in a commotion. He keenly sensed that when the ice-blue heart appeared, the mysterious soul hidden in the holy talisman Bingdie actually started to move.

He could clearly feel the longing consciousness of the Xuansoul Ice Butterfly. Obviously, the Xuansoul Ice Butterfly longed for this ice blue heart.

"I'm afraid this thing will be of great benefit to the Mysterious Soul Ice Butterfly, boy, it will be auctioned off." Xiao Hei's voice suddenly sounded, causing Zhuo Wen to nod his head.

And the rest of the VIP seats also became agitated. Their eyes focused on the ice-blue heart on the silver plate, and their eyes were full of scorching color. their interest.

"This is the heart of the Hanluan bird. As for the Hanluan bird, I don't need to introduce it. This bird is a primordial beast that lives in the sea of ??bitterness in the extreme north of Shura Island. Adult Hanluan birds basically have the cultivation of the heavenly realm. Because, and the heart in my hand was taken from an adult Han Luan bird."

"The heart of the cold phoenix bird is of great benefit to warriors who practice cold attribute techniques, and it can even speed up their cultivation. Its value is self-evident. The base price is 300,000 middle-grade spirit stones."

Lun Jia Qingyue's voice resounded, but the base price of the 300,000 middle-grade spirit stones made the scene silent. For ordinary warriors, 300,000 is already a big sum.

"Three hundred and twenty thousand!"

"Three hundred and fifty thousand!"

"..."

However, the silence only lasted for a few minutes, and warriors began to bid in the open space. Although the reserve price of the Heart of the Cold Luan Bird was indeed terrifying enough, it was a priceless treasure for warriors who practiced cold-attribute skills.

When the price soared to 500,000, there were very few or no voices of live bidding.

"Is there anyone else bidding?"

Lun Jia said, but his eyes were on the VIP seats. He knew that the heart of Han Luanniao should be enough to make these guys' hearts move, and if these guys bid, the final price would often be beyond expectations of.

"Five hundred and fifty thousand! I think with my Xue Luozi's face, you should give me one, right?" Xue Luozi chuckled, and a slightly feminine voice resounded. In his rather handsome face, Showing a wicked smile.

"Hehe! This thing is of no use to me, so why not give it to you?" Prince Yan Luo, who was next door, said lightly, obviously not intending to argue.

And the other VIP seats also fell into silence. Obviously, Xue Luozi still has a lot of face, and they don't want to offend such people.

Lun Jia's eyes flickered, and he smiled lightly: "Is there anyone else bidding? If not, the heart of Han Luanniao is owned by Xue Luozi."

"Hehe! Lun Jia, with my bloody face, there must be no one bidding, so just hit the hammer..."

Xue Luozi's eyes were full of pride, even Prince Yan Luo didn't compete with him, who else here would dare to offend the Blood Splatter Gang and bid with him?

"Five hundred and sixty thousand!"

An indifferent voice sounded, and immediately Xue Luozi's face froze, and the scene fell into a rather strange silence... JrNovels.com