But how did they know that Mo Huasong found out that the armor he refined could be sold for 15 million, so he didn't care about such small money.

He must get good things, they are for his own people.

As for the ten million, it's a trivial matter. When the time comes, he can still make a profit by throwing another piece of armor over.

Mo Huasong can easily refine this kind of armor.

When He Weiqiang wanted someone to send something over, Mo Huasong sent a message to him, saying that they would settle the bill together after the auction, since he still had the money anyway.

He Weiqiang nodded and thought it was right. Mo Batian would be backstage later anyway.

The auction continued, and there were some good things at the back, all of which were directly photographed by Mo Huasong.

The price was extremely high. Although others saw it as a good thing, Mo Huasong auctioned it for two or three times more than the auction item itself, making it impossible for others to auction it.

If Mo Huasong hadn't bought the thing in the end, they would have really thought that the other party was the consignor invited by the auction house or the consignor.

Two hours had passed since the auction, and everyone was staring at Mo Huasong angrily.

Yang Jingjian and Gu Wenzhi felt that it was not suitable to sit next to Mo Huasong, otherwise they would be hated by others.

Except for Mo Batian's things, all other good things in the auction today were taken by Mo Batian alone.

And those things already exceeded hundreds of millions of spirit stones, which shocked everyone.

Who is that 250-year-old man? How can he have so much money?

"Master Ba Tian, ​​the things you have now have exceeded what you consigned, do you still want to auction them later?" He Weiqiang sent a message to Mo Huasong.

Mo Huasong also nodded and said: "If it suits me, of course I will auction it. As for the money, you don't have to worry. Anyway, the things I auctioned are all with you, and I still have hundreds of millions of spiritual stones to store.

At your place, are you still afraid that I will run away?"

When He Weiqiang heard what Mo Huasong said, he nodded secretly.

Yes, now he is still wishing that Mo Huasong ran away so that he could swallow these hundreds of millions of spiritual stones.

At every auction, they can earn several million spirit stones, which is pretty good. After all, many things are stored here.

But this time, because of Mo Batian's appearance, they directly made a lot of money. It is estimated that after all, there should be tens of millions of spiritual stones.

But what are the tens of millions of spiritual stones? It would be best if Mo Huasong ran away and the hundreds of millions of spiritual stones would belong to them.

Thinking of this, He Weiqiang stopped worrying, raised his head and said with a smile: "Everyone, let's auction another very precious treasure. However, the price is very high. Let's think about it carefully. In order to allow everyone to prepare their money, the auction time can be postponed for ten seconds.

minute."

"President He, what is it? Take it out and show it to everyone." Someone asked strangely.

He Weiqiang smiled and took out a small bottle of spiritual weapon.

The biggest advantage of this small spiritual bottle is that it ensures that the contents inside will not go bad and will always be fresh.

Of course, this kind of spiritual weapon vial is also very expensive, costing at least 100,000 spiritual stones.

If you use such expensive bottles to store things, the contents will definitely become more expensive.

"This contains a drop of dragon's blood." He Weiqiang said slowly.

"What? Dragon's blood?" The auction house exploded like a bomb was thrown.

"I heard that a cultivator in the Golden Core stage who eats a drop of dragon's blood can directly advance to the peak of the Golden Core. And after subsequent practice, the true dragon energy contained in the body will allow the opponent to safely break through and become a strong Nascent Soul.

"He Weiqiang continued.

The Jiulongyu next to him trembled violently when he heard what He Weiqiang said.

That was the blood of a true dragon. Even a drop of it would be useful to him, allowing him to immediately advance to the peak of the Golden Core and transform into a true dragon at will.

Because of its dragon blood, Nine Dragon Fish can perceive the true dragon energy composition inside, which will be very helpful for him to become a true dragon in the future.

Although it may not be possible to turn the Nine Dragon Fish into a real dragon, the chance of success will be much greater.

Jiulongyu turned his head and glanced at Mo Huasong: "Master, I, I want this drop of dragon's blood. It is very important to me. Please help me take a picture. In the future, I will repay you regardless of whether I am a cow or a horse."

Jiulongyu also knows that this is very difficult for Mo Huasong. This kind of dragon blood will definitely be very high, and may cost tens of millions of spiritual stones, but he really wants it.

Mo Huasong nodded and said with a smile: "Old Yu, don't worry."

"Thank you, Master." Jiulongyu was so moved that tears flowed out.

At this time, He Weiqiang shouted: "The starting price of this drop of dragon blood is 100 million spiritual stones."

"What? President He, your price is too high, isn't it?" A cultivator screamed.

Originally, the other party wanted to spend tens of millions of spiritual stones to buy it, but when he heard He Weiqiang's offer, he couldn't help but get angry.

He Weiqiang smiled and said: "This dragon blood is very rare, even in the Blue Meteor system. It was obtained by a strong man in an ancient ruins. The hardships involved are beyond our imagination. If someone

If you want it, shoot it, if you don’t want it, forget it.”

Everyone was discussing in low voices that although this thing is good, it is not worth using the property of a first-level sect to exchange for it.

"I'll give you 100 million spiritual stones." Mo Huasong shouted coolly, holding up the number plate.

"Let me go, that two hundred and fifty guy shows up again. Who is he? How come he has so much money?" someone asked strangely.

"Did the other party come from the Blue Meteor system?" Some people also raised such doubts.

But no one answered this question. They were still considering whether the price was worth it.

He Weiqiang said: "There are still ten minutes left. If no one bids, then the other party will get this drop of dragon blood."

The auctioneers were not calm anymore. Some people wanted dragon blood, especially some family heads with late-stage Jindan strength.

So what if the entire family's wealth is wasted? If we don't have any money, we can earn it later.

As long as his strength improves and he will still be at the Nascent Soul stage in the future, he can go to the Blue Meteor system. That is the real big world.

So, some people went out to use communication tools to contact their families, while others secretly considered it.

At almost ten minutes, all those people came back.

"I'll give you 101 million." Someone shouted loudly. Their people had already started sending money.

Just when other auctioneers were thinking about raising their bids, Mo Huasong directly shouted: "Three hundred million spiritual stones."

It's not his style to spend too much time here, so let's do it quickly.

Just now, Mo Huasong also used his powerful spiritual consciousness to secretly listen to everyone's discussion. Someone's base price was 300 million spiritual stones.

It seems that some big forces in the world of cultivation are still very rich.
Chapter completed!