Hearing this, everyone became noisy.

What kind of treasure can compare to the sachet of the Glazed Divine Deer?

That is an opportunity to become holy!

"Aren't you afraid of losing money?"

Someone asked, with a look of disbelief on his face.

Immediately afterwards, Zhao Wutan's hypocritical voice came from above.

"Such a treasure should belong to a virtuous person. I don't think I am worthy enough to enjoy it."

"And I will also auction off the treasures I exchanged. I will not take a single cent of the spiritual stones I earn, but will use them all to support the suffering people throughout the empire!"

After hearing this statement, many people frowned.

This is totally inconsistent with Zhao Wutan's personality!

Yet there are still people who blindly follow it and worship it.

"Sir, you are a true role model. I was wrong to blame you before!"

"Such a noble character is admirable. I wish to spread your righteousness to the world!"

In the room number one, Murong Ya and the little devil girl couldn't help vomiting.

Zhou Tong couldn't help laughing.

It is really absurd that a guy who wants to sacrifice everyone talks about morality and justice.

"Enough of the nonsense, I'll get started."

A burly man said this in a proud voice, and then his rough hand was slightly raised, with a demon-subduing pestle in his palm.

"This demon-subduing pestle can be used three times, and each strike has the power of reaching the pinnacle of the samsara realm!"

His concise and expressive speech in dialect attracted everyone's attention.

It is indeed a good baby. Whether it is used to save life or kill enemies, it is enough to make people excited.

Unfortunately, the quantity is far from enough.

“Watch me!”

People were not willing to be outdone and offered up their treasures one after another.

All of a sudden, there were Thousand Realms Pagoda, Ten Thousand Pools Drum, Shura Umbrella, Jade Emperor Bell and so on, which appeared one after another, making everyone dizzy.

"Okay, okay, they are all good treasures. I have a great harvest now!"

At the top, Zhao Wutan looked on with envy.

He is recording everything in detail, and will use it for precise harvesting soon.

After all, there are 60,000 people here, and he doesn't have time to count everyone's space rings. He can only lure them out and let them lose money on their own.

"As expected of you, you are the national master. You really opened my eyes."

The Abyss Devourer said sarcastically, "You achieved your goal with a useless sachet. When it comes to conspiracy and subterfuge, you humans are really good at it."

Hearing this, a cold light flashed in Zhao Wuotian's eyes.

He had already made up his mind to tear this demon commander into pieces no matter what.

"These are all worthless things!"

A sneer of laughter interrupted the argument.

The speaker was a thin middle-aged man. He was not handsome, but very capable, with sword-like eyebrows and sharp eyes, and he had an extraordinary temperament.

"I wonder what treasure you have, please bring it out so we can learn more about it!"

Many people were angry and looked over with unfriendly eyes.

The other person had a stern expression and pulled out a black hair in front of everyone.

"How about I exchange my hair for yours?"

Everyone was stunned at first, and then burst into loud laughter.

"To be loved by everyone is a clown!"

"This guy is probably crazy. Don't pay any attention to him. Don't bother with a fool!"

Most people were laughing, but a few couldn't laugh.

Murong Ya, You Jingfeng and Zhou Tong all looked solemn.

They saw clearly that this middle-aged man was also a saint!

And he is the Sword Master!

Zhou Tong had met this man in his previous life. They had fought each other at the peak of their powers, and the opponent had actually managed to withstand three moves from him.

Moreover, this person also has wisdom without words, and Long Lingyun's inheritance comes from him.

It is no exaggeration to say that at this moment, just one of his hairs could easily kill a half-saint!

Zhao Wutian still doesn't know what he has missed.

"Since no one is willing to give out decent treasures, then my Yuqing Sect is embarrassed."

Mo Liusu appeared in front of everyone again. She raised her hands, with a hot light flowing in her palms, as if she was holding up a sun.

"The Sun's True Fire!

Someone shouted out the origin of this thing in shock. It was a newborn sun, and its value was inestimable.

If there is a strong person who practices the Great Way of Flame and can refine it, becoming a saint in the future will be a sure thing.

"If nothing unexpected happens, this will be the final transaction item."

You Ye Lan said softly, looking at the old man beside her.

"Grandpa, you are cultivating the Great Way of Flame, right? I will buy the True Fire of the Sun from you when it is auctioned later!"

"Hahaha...you girl!"

The old man smiled indulgently, "Why should you spend money on something I want?"

As he spoke, the old man opened the space ring, but found that there was not even a hair inside.

“Ahem…”

"Grandpa, please stop pretending. My father has already told me that you never bring money with you when you go out!"

"That big mouth, I will tear his tongue apart sooner or later!"

The old man said this angrily, but waved his hand at You Ye Lan.

"At my age, money is just a thing outside of my body. Even the true fire of the sun cannot move me. Let's stop here!"

You Ye Lan still wanted to insist, but was stopped again by You Jing Feng.

"The sun is really hot once, is there anyone who wants to exchange treasures?"

The waiter raised a small hammer and asked loudly.

"Sun Fire Twice...Sun Fire Three..."

At this moment, a sound came from Room No. 1.

"A ninth-level talisman!"

The sound was very soft, but it was as loud as thunder, making everyone tense up.

Many people have never seen a ninth-level treasure in their entire lives. It is said that it is something that can hurt a saint!

Youye Lan's sharp discovery made the old men beside her widen their eyes. How could she still look indifferent at all?

Even saints are like this, and the old man in charge of the auction was even more unbearable, his voice was shaking.

“Can I inspect the goods?”

"Fu Jiuyi, Thousand-Handed Bright Sky Cannon!"

After Zhou Tong created the talisman, he directly borrowed Murong Ya's mental power to infuse it with her essence.

The stable spiritual power of a saint was much more convenient than his violent spiritual power. With the cooperation of the two, they created a true ninth-level talisman.

As soon as this talisman appeared, everyone fell silent.

This pressure and momentum are definitely not wrong. Many people don't even have the courage to look directly at it. It must be a ninth-level talisman without a doubt!

"Hmph, it's just a ninth-level talisman. Its value may not be higher than the true fire of the sun!"

Mo Liusu said unconvinced.

"Three will do!"

Zhou Tong waved his hand and two more talismans flew out, causing countless exclamations.

"make a deal!"

The old man made the final decision without any hesitation. He didn't think anyone could come up with a higher-level treasure.

"Damn it!"

Mo Liusu's face turned pale, the duck that was about to reach his mouth was completely gone!

Zhou Tong smiled and put the sachet and the dark gold cabinet into his pocket.

"Next, according to the sect leader's rules, we will auction these three talismans."

The waiter continued speaking, and You Jingfeng almost jumped up.

He is determined to get the talisman, as it concerns the fate of the family!

"Girl, hand over all the spirit stones on you!"

The kind old man instantly turned into a robber and looked at the girl beside him with sharp eyes.

"Grandpa... I have 100 million spirit stones here." Youye Lan said tremblingly.

"Not enough, contact the family quickly!"

You Ye Lan hurriedly did as she was told.

With the activation of the voice-transmitting jade pendant, the two soon heard Youfeng's voice.

"Who are you?"

"I, your ancestors! Give me money!"