Many powerful forces from other countries came to this auction, all targeting the saint's remains.
so.
Yang Fan wants to take the photo, but the competition is extremely fierce!
“60,000!”
"71000!"
“90,000!”
"Don't fight with me, 100,000!"
"Ha! You want to get the saint's remains for a mere 100,000? Ridiculous! 150,000!"
The warrior bosses from various forces seemed to have gone crazy.
Each time the price is increased, it is by ten thousand.
Just a moment.
䥉㰴, the remains of a saint with a starting price of fifty thousand.
The price has been raised to 150,000!
At this time.
Those top bosses in the box office came out one after another!
The price increase trend of the saint's remains has not slowed down.
The backlash is even more intense!
“300,000!”
Yang Fan raised the sign and gritted his teeth!
In an instant, the entire venue fell silent.
A sky-high price of 300,000 yuan.
It’s Box 8 again.
It really intimidates most people!
Some warriors who knew they were not qualified enough to compete with the box boss gave up.
So as not to offend them.
"500,000!"
From the beginning of the auction to the present, the price of Box No. 1, which had been bid once before, was increased for the first time.
Yang Fan's face froze and he suddenly looked up towards Box No. 1.
500,000.
Even if he sold his underpants, he still couldn’t make up the difference!
The atmosphere is dull and depressing.
Countless warriors sat in the seats around the auction table, watching with wide eyes.
Everyone opened their eyes wide and looked at each other in confusion.
Is this the competition between top bosses?
In their eyes, money is just like waste paper!
It’s so explosive!
"Brother Fan, just give it a try, we'll just rob you later!"
"Alpaca! You dare to steal my brother Fan's treasure? I'm afraid you don't know how to write the word death!"
Lin Mo's face lit up and he spoke in a grim voice.
He knew exactly how many merit points Yang Fan had.
300,000 is his limit.
This also includes the part he temporarily borrowed from Ye Hongli.
Now.
The guy in Box No. 1 has raised the price of the saint's remains to 500,000.
What the hell!
We must grab it, don’t indulge it!
Yang Fan remained silent, his hands clenched into fists.
It showed that his mood was not as calm as he appeared on the surface.
This day.
He waited for several months.
At first.
The look that little girl Yiyi gave him when she left.
Yang Fan saw it all clearly.
now.
She was about to bid for this treasure that could suppress her Heavenly Demon Holy Body.
But was intercepted by others halfway!
This was a big blow to him.
This has made him work very hard in the past six months.
All in vain.
"call!"
Yang Fan took a deep breath and made a decision in his heart.
"One million."
On the side, Su Qingxue glanced at him and suddenly raised the sign.
Wow!
The warriors in the audience were all cheering in surprise.
Even Ye Hongli on the stage was frightened.
"One...one million. Box 8 offers one million. Is there a higher price?"
"1.1 million."
"1.5 million!"
As soon as the bid for Box No. 1 was raised, Su Qingxue forcefully raised the price to a sky-high 1.5 million.
Yang Fan turned his head and stared at Su Qingxue with wide eyes.
What's wrong with this little beauty?
Could it be that she also wants the saint's remains?
If that's the case...
Yang Fan suddenly felt troubled.
Box No. 1 took the photo and he could grab it without any scruples.
But if it was Su Qingxue who took the photo, could he really snatch it away?
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