Chapter 511 Qingluan's Essence and Blood, Succeeded

Everyone was startled, even Zhu Ming looked over in surprise, it was the masked boy who had patted the puppet of the Desolate race earlier.

Ziyuan and Xiaoxian were also shocked. How could there be such an outcry? It was too scary. They jumped up to thirty million.

For a moment, all eyes in the arena were on Yang Qingxuan, guessing his identity.

In the void, the two of the four ghosts of Senluo were also quite surprised.

"This kid is indeed a child of a great family. Seventy million people shouted out without blinking. I have a hunch that this true blood of Qingluan belongs to him."

"The aura of these two young men is very calm, and there is no clue at all. They must have practiced a good skill."

In the auction house, there were even more discussions, and hundreds of powerful spiritual senses directly pressed over him unscrupulously, wanting to see clearly the true face behind his mask.

Yang Qingxuan frowned, released Ziyan's coercion a little bit, and immediately fell into a black hole around him, all the consciousness seemed to be swallowed in, like a stone sinking into the sea.

"Hey!"

Many people gasped, and hurriedly withdrew their consciousness, terrified. The hot feeling touched by the divine sense almost burned their souls, isn't this too terrifying?

"No wonder he wants to snatch the Qingluan's blood. The terrible flame burns. If he refines the real blood, his skill will be improved to a higher level."

"But the real blood is too little, does it really have such a big effect? ​​This is seventy million spiritual stones, not seven thousand!"

"Who knows, you and I don't understand the world of the rich."

For a while, there was a lot of discussion, and everyone looked at Yang Qingxuan's expressions changed, and no one dared to use their spiritual sense to observe his face behind the mask.

Even Ba Wenrui and the red-faced old man's murderous eyes turned into shock, and an inexplicable panic filled their hearts. They actually felt a suffocating power from this young man.

"Old ghost, what do you think?" The two persons in charge in the void also had serious expressions at this moment, full of shock.

"It is indeed the power of the fire attribute, and it is very powerful. This guy must have a strong background. As long as he doesn't make trouble, we can just watch quietly. Even if he makes trouble, as long as he doesn't make trouble in this auction venue, it has nothing to do with us .”

"Well, in the sky star field, there are thirty-three planes, and there are countless strong people. Although there are not many such talents and ages, they are not in the minority."

The two talked for a few words, and then fell silent, and the shock in their hearts gradually calmed down.

Although Yang Qingxuan quoted a price of 70 million in one gulp, he felt extremely bitter in his heart. This is all his spirit stones. Sanqian Yehuo pawned 35 million yuan, Xiaoxian lent him 2 million yuan, and the alchemy tripod sold for 40 million yuan, plus he still had more than 2 million yuan before, a total of more than 80 million yuan. arrive. Among them, it cost five million to buy the puppet of the Desolate Race, and other medicines, classics, black wood and thorns, etc., also cost more than five million in total.

After quoting a high price of 70 million yuan, the venue became eerily quiet. This price was too shocking. Few people had such a large amount of money. For a time, the venue with tens of thousands of people was quiet.

Zhu Ming shouted three times in a row, "70 million, can someone raise the price?"

The red-faced old man gritted his teeth fiercely, and almost tried his best, his eyes were bloodshot, and he roared: "Seventy-three million!"

Yang Qingxuan's face turned pale, and there was a bit of murderous aura in his eyes, but in just one breath, all the murderous aura dissipated, and his eyes became cloudy, without any expression, and he couldn't see what he was thinking in his heart.

"Seventy-three million." Zhu Ming smiled, and said slowly, "Do you have friends who increase the price?" His eyes fell directly on Yang Qingxuan, with a slight smile.

Yang Qingxuan's face was covered with a human skin mask, and he couldn't see any expression. He looked like a zombie, and his eyes became extremely cloudy.

Just when Zhu Ming reported the third sound, Yang Qingxuan suddenly said, "Seventy-five million."

"Wow", the crowd caused quite a commotion, but soon fell silent again, and they all looked at the old man in unison, waiting for the follow-up.

The red-faced old man was visibly sluggish, his mouth opened, but he could no longer make a sound. The blood on his face faded, and he looked very haggard all of a sudden, and sat back on the stool with a "bang", no longer able to compete.

Ziyuan was also quite surprised. She knew Yang Qingxuan's bottom line, which was only 70 million, and it was impossible to pay 5 million more. If she made a false declaration, the consequences would be disastrous.

Yang Qingxuan seemed to be aware of her anxiety, grabbed her left hand with his right hand, and said lightly: "Be safe and don't be impatient, it's okay."

Only then did Ziyuan calm down a little, her eyes regained her composure, but her heart was still quite disturbed, not knowing how Yang Qingxuan should respond.

After Zhu Ming reported "75 million" three times, no one raised the price, and finally finalized it, he smiled and said: "Congratulations to this little friend wearing a mask, although 75 million is not cheap, it is also worth the price." .”

Yang Qingxuan stood up, walked onto the stage slowly, delivered the items in front of everyone, and then returned to his seat.

During the whole process, everyone's eyes, especially the red-faced old man and Ba Wenrui, stared at him without blinking, as if they wanted to see him through.

Ziyuan was stunned, unexpectedly the handover came back, she asked curiously through sound transmission: "Why did you get five million more spirit stones?"

Yang Qingxuan replied softly: "We'll talk about it after we get out."

Ziyuan let out a "hmm", and knew that the situation here was complicated, so it was not appropriate to ask more questions.

Although Yang Qingxuan's previous display of strength is impressive, there are still a lot of spiritual senses to lock him in. As long as he leaves the Palace of Immortality, he may be in a lot of trouble. But since he dared to shoot, he was naturally not afraid of trouble.

After handing over Qingluan's true blood, Zhu Ming breathed a long sigh of relief, and said with a smile, "It's finally coming to an end. I've been filming for so long, and I feel very tired. I'm going to take a good rest after sending the following item out. "

As he spoke, he raised his hand, and a golden light shot into the sky, slowly changing.

The light gradually turned into an oval mirror surface, and with the fluctuations like water ripples, a small boat slowly sailed out of it. The sails on it were raised, and there was no wind; the deck was solid, and the mast stood upright; . The whole body is golden, and the formation is inscribed. It looks extremely exquisite, with a calm atmosphere that can turn the tide.

All eyes were focused on the golden boat, and there was no sound at all, they were all watching quietly, as if they were attracted by the exquisiteness of the boat and forgot their own existence.

Yang Qingxuan also secretly marveled at what kind of existence a craftsman can make such a small boat.