483: C483 The Trump Card of the Qing Yang Family

C483 The Trump Card of the Qing Yang Family

When the price was raised to 50 million, the fiery atmosphere also showed signs of weakening.

After all, this kind of price was quite a burden to those top factions.

"Fifty-three million!"

However, at this moment, a faint male voice sounded out, causing the silent atmosphere in the scene to once again become much more explosive.

"Who is that?"

Numerous gazes looked towards the source of the voice, and they immediately revealed puzzled expressions. This was because they discovered that no one knew the origin of the voice coming from the VIP room.

Chu Kuangsheng's eyes sparkled. Although he had a vague feeling of familiarity in his heart, he couldn't identify the origin of the voice. After all, he did not have the slightest connection with that Senior Brother Qin from the Li Fire Sect.

Qingyang Tian's expression was gloomy. He stared at the unfamiliar VIP room with a puzzled expression on his face.

What kind of divine being was this? How dare he compete with the three major powers for the Martial Arts Soul?

"Young master, they seem to be from the Li Fire Sect." The black-clothed old man said in a low voice.

"The Li Fire Sect?" Qingyang Tian asked, a puzzled expression on his face.

The black-robed old man pondered for a moment before saying, "The Li Fire Sect comes from the Fiery Fire Domain, which belongs to the Ten Earths."

"The Ten Earths?"

Qingyang Tian was stunned for a moment, and then his face turned cold. Although the Ten Earths were powerful, they had become rootless grass when they came to the Abandoned Land. They actually tried to fight for the Martial Arts Soul. They were overestimating themselves.

"55 million!" He said coldly.

The moment he said this, the Li Fire Sect immediately fell silent. Then, a voice sounded again, "Fifty-seven million!"

"Fifty-eight million!" Qingyang Tian said with a cold smile.

"60 million!"

Before he could finish his sentence, an indifferent voice sounded once again, but it was not someone from the Li Fire Sect.

"Little bastard, it's you again!" Qingyang Tian looked in the direction of Chu Kuangsheng and said coldly.

Upon hearing this, Chu Kuangsheng smiled faintly. He glanced at Qingyang Tian and said faintly, "Young Master Qingyang, just continue to raise the price. It's useless to get angry here."

Qingyang Tian's expression was furious, as if he wanted to eat someone.

"This fellow came out to cause trouble again!" In the Li Huo Sect, Huo Linger curled her lips and said.

Senior Brother Qin was silent for a moment, shook his head and said, "This guy should want to fight for the Martial Arts Soul, but he is not prepared."

Huo Linger smiled and said, "This guy just came to Heavenly Fox City, how could he know about the Martial Arts Soul? Moreover, he is alone and does not have the capital to fight for it."

Senior Brother Qin did not answer, his eyes flashed with a strange light.

The competition for the auction had just begun!

...

"Sixty-three million!" Qingyang Tian glared at Chu Kuangsheng and said.

Chu Kuangsheng couldn't help but clench his fist when he heard this. All of his assets added up were only sixty-one million. There was no way he could continue bidding.

"But this... Martial Arts Soul!" He stared at the mysterious object that was emitting an ancient aura, and his eyes lit up.

To any Round Heaven Stage warrior, this thing possessed a deadly attraction.

And he... was no exception!

Qingyang Tian's face was full of ridicule when he saw the silent Chu Kuangsheng. This fellow wanted to compete with him for the Martial Arts Soul, it was just wishful thinking.

"Sixty-five million!" A faint voice sounded out, causing Qingyang Tian's face to once again turn gloomy.

"Sixty-seven million!" He said coldly.

"Sixty-nine million!" It was the people from Barbaric Bull Mountain who spoke this time.

Obviously, they were also determined to obtain this Martial Arts Soul.

"Seventy million!" The people of the Blood Kill Sect naturally wouldn't fall behind. They immediately spoke.

"Seventy million!"

"Seventy-three million!"

"Seventy-five million!"

...

As there were only a few top factions competing for the Martial Arts Soul, the speed at which the price was increasing soared, causing everyone present to be flabbergasted.

"It's almost eighty million!" Some people spoke in a dull manner.

Such a price was already sufficient to buy a large city.

"81 million!"

The members of the Blood Slaughter Pavilion slammed the table and stood up. Their dark and cold eyes swept across the entire scene as they coldly said, "Today, no one can think of snatching this Martial Arts Soul from my Blood Slaughter Pavilion."

"Hehe! It's not good to be too full of yourself!" The people from Barbaric Bull Mountain grinned and said, "82,000,000!"

"Eighty-three million!" The person from the Li Fire Sect said lightly.

"Eighty-four million!" Qingyang Tian said with a gloomy expression.

As the price rose to eighty million, the speed at which it rose slowed down significantly. It was no longer the same as before, where it increased by a few million.

Clearly, this price had already touched the bottom line of the various large factions.

"Eighty-five million!" The person from Barbaric Bull Mountain spoke with an ugly expression.

Hearing this, a strange light flashed across Qingyang Tian's gloomy eyes. He suddenly stood up and looked at everyone. "Everyone's bottom line should be around ninety million, right?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the atmosphere of the scene instantly became silent. The eyes of the people from Barbaric Bull Mountain and Blood Slaughter Pavilion flickered. Clearly, they had tacitly agreed to Qingyang Tian's guess.

"What is this fellow planning to do?" Huo Linger frowned and said.

"I am not sure!" Senior Brother Qin shook his head and said. He had an ominous feeling in his heart.

In VIP room, Chu Kuangsheng's expression changed. Looking at Qingyang Tian's posture, it seemed like he was hiding something.

"Hehe!"

When this thought appeared in his mind, Qingyang Tian suddenly grinned, his expression full of pride.0

"I'm afraid that everyone will not have the chance to obtain this Martial Arts Soul!" An indifferent voice spread out, causing the expressions of countless people to change.

"One hundred million Space Stones!"

Before everyone present could react, Qingyang Tian suddenly opened his mouth and raised the price to 100 million.

Hua!

The entire sky was filled with a sudden sound. Countless people stared at Qingyang Tian with dumbfounded expressions.

This guy had actually raised the price to 100 million!

After being stunned for a moment, the members of the Blood Slaughter Pavilion sneered, "Young Master Qingyang, you are not allowed to bluff here!"

Bluster?

Qingyang Tian's face was full of ridicule. He glanced at Yu Linlang and said with a faint smile, "Miss Yu, I have agreed to the discussion between your auction house and my Qingyang family on behalf of my father. The price is set at twenty million Space Stone!"

Yu Linlang smiled and said, "The West City Auction House will accept one-third of the share of the teleportation formation!"

The share of the teleportation formation? Was Qingyang Tian crazy? He actually transferred all of this out.

The scene went silent for a moment. Countless people were stunned on the spot. The teleportation formation was built by Qingyang family with countless efforts. It could be said that most of the income of Qingyang family came from the teleportation formation.

And now, Qingyang Tian actually represented the Qingyang family and sold a third of the profit of the teleportation formation for 20 million.

This was too crazy!

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