"Everyone, the mirage beast map is called map, but in the ancient legend of our Manchu tribe, whoever can completely control it will be able to get the recognition of the beast god and obtain supreme fortune." Jin Po's mouth's voice was solemn and low, "Maybe this legend will become a reality soon."

"Below, the auction of the Mirage Beast Map starts with a minimum price of one million wild stones. The price increase shall not be less than 100,000 yuan per price. Please remind me that if there are insufficient wild stones during the auction process, you can mortgage or sell various treasures. Our Jinman tribe will give you a suitable price."

After saying that, he took a step back and was clearly not ready to speak again. Because he no longer needed to mobilize the atmosphere for the auction of the Mirage Beast Map.

The atmosphere of the entire trade fair was so depressing that even the gasps gradually disappeared.

"Two million wild stones!" A heavy voice came from a private room, breaking the silence.

An invisible momentum soared into the sky, giving people the feeling of being a high mountain, standing on the earth and heading towards the sky, arrogant!

"Hmph! Just two million wild stones are simply an insult to the mirage beast map!" A humble cry that sounded in another box, and a general trend broke out, like a big hand, with a violent momentum, trying to tear the world apart.

"Five million wilderness stones!" As soon as the price was released, countless monks in the seat took a breath and gained a new understanding of the rich heritage of most of these barbarians.

But the real competition has obviously just begun.

"Six million!"

"Seven million!"

...

The price of the Mirage Beast Map is rising steadily with a terrifying amplitude.

Wujiang looked solemn, took a deep breath, and said in a deep voice: "Ten million!"

The whole trade fair suddenly became quiet.

Tens of millions of transactions are rare in the entire history of the Manchu transactions.

Wujiang was delighted in his eyes.

Mo Yu took this into his eyes and shook his head secretly.

It's too early to be happy now.

Sure enough, someone quickly spoke, causing the price to soar a lot.

"One Thousand Three Millions!"

The ancestor Yuan Duo looked plain and his eyes were firm.

This time, I have been consuming all the wealth of the tribe, and I am determined to win the map of the mirage beast!

"Five million!"

The Muqing ancestor spoke, and the Muman tribe joined the ranks of competition.

"One thousand six million!"

"One thousand seven million!"

Every time you open a speech, it represents a huge amount of wealth.

Wujiang's face was gloomy and he turned around and said, "Elders, it seems that he will do his best this time."

"Young Master, even though he bids, the opportunity for the rise of my Shuiman Tribe is right now. Even if you give all of it, what can I do?" An inconspicuous Man Tribe strongman said lightly, "This is also the patriarch's intention."

Mo Yu's expression was dull. He had already realized that this person had used some means to hide among the ordinary strong men of the Shuiman Tribe. His real strength was the strongest man in the imperial rank.

"Okay! Then I will fight with all my strength!" Wujiang spoke in a deep voice, thought for a moment, and slowly spoke, "My unit, bid 30 million!"

The trade will be quiet, and even most of the barbarians who are fighting fiercely will be shocked by the price.

Although the tribe has accumulated amazing wealth over the years, its expenses are also huge.

The 50 million wilderness stones are probably the majority of a barbarian tribe, with more than 90% of the wealth.

But today, all departments came prepared and after a brief shock, they returned to peace.

The ancestor Yuan Duo snorted, "It seems that the Shuiman tribe has decided to let Wujiang take over the position." He glanced at Yuantun with envy, paused for a moment, and said, "Next, you come and bid, I will not interfere."

Yuantun was stunned and then showed ecstasy and stood up to salute, "Thank you for your cultivation, grandpa, grandson will definitely not accept your high hopes!" He took a deep breath, calmed down his excitement, and said in a deep voice: "Our unit bids for 40 million!"

Wow—

The price soared tens of millions again, and the silent trade fair was in an uproar.

Countless eyes gathered, showing a look of awe.

Yuan Duo was slightly stunned and then showed appreciation on his face. This not only broke the amazing momentum of the Water Man Tribe, but also showed that the Fire Man Tribe was determined to win, which was indeed a wonderful move.

But before the smile on his face was fully unfolded, he was interrupted.

"Fifty million!" A cold voice sounded at the trade fair. Unexpectedly, it did not come from the private room.

Someone is making trouble!

This is the first thought in all the monks who compete for the map of Mirage Beasts, and then they become angry.

"Who is here to be arrogant and seek death!" Most of the barbarians shouted softly, and the violent aura came overwhelmingly, crushing everything!

Within the envelope, many monks groaned, and their pale faces showed horror.

But the monk who bid for the offer did not move at all. At this moment, he looked up and showed an old face. He didn't know how long he had lived, and every wrinkle and gully exuded a strong decay aura.

Obviously, his lifespan is not much.

"Hmph!" The old barbarians snorted coldly, like a sleeping beast king, showing their own breath.

The violent invisible power soared into the sky, tearing the crushing momentum to pieces!

He slowly stood up, but his shriveled body seemed to contain endless power, able to support the entire world.

"Are you trying to attack me?" A low and hoarse voice slowly rang out, like a friction between a stone, making people feel scared.

Many strong men in the private rooms frowned, and a hint of fear appeared in their eyes.

In the realm of the Beast God, in addition to the major barbarians, there are also some lone powerful men, each with extremely terrifying strength. This old man is obviously one of them, and he has reached the end of his life.

No one is willing to provoke such people. They are free of worries and are on the verge of death. They often have no scruples when they are not handled properly, and they will be a big trouble.

Most of the barbarians obviously thought of this, and they felt a little uncertain on their faces, and they finally didn't speak again.

The old man sat down and the auction continued.

However, the price of 50 million has obviously reached the bottom line of the major barbarians, and the price rise has begun to become smooth.

"Five thousand one million!"

"Five thousand one hundred thousand!"

"Five thousand two million!"

A hint of excitement flashed in Wujiang's eyes. The wealth of the Shui Barbarian tribe is indeed comparable to that of most of the other barbarian tribes, but fortunately, I found a site buried underground not long ago and obtained a large amount of treasures from it.

It's time to take action, and take down the Mirage Beast Map in one go!

"Sixty million!"

His voice spread from afar.

The final battle will be quiet at the same time.

This price has exceeded their bottom line.

The private room was filled with joy, and the powerful people from the Shuiman tribe all showed smiles on their faces.

Wujiang's expression was also full of excitement!

He has a treasure in his hand, and as long as he gets the map of the mirage beast, he can move it away directly.

As long as you return to the tribe, there will be no one and you can compete for it.

Since we decided to bid for the Mirage Beast Map, the Water Man tribe is naturally ready and fully prepared.

Jin Po's mouth sighed in his heart. If possible, the Jinman tribe would never sell the mirage beast map.

But... there is no way!

He glanced at him and said lightly: "Is there anyone else who has bid? Otherwise, the Mirage Beast Map will be sold for 60 million wild stones."

It's quiet.

A smile finally broke out on Wujiang's face.

Fortunately, although this price is high, it is still within the affordable range of the tribe!

As long as you get the Mirage Beast Map, everything is worth it.

But at this moment, another voice sounded at the trade fair, "Sixty thousand and one hundred thousand."

Countless eyes gathered in an instant.

This is a young man of twenty-seven or eight years old, wearing a black and gold robe, handsome and majestic, and his breath is like a god descending to earth, making people unable to look directly at it.

He was like a scorching sun that jumped out, instantly from dullness to blazing and dazzling!

"Who is this person?"

Countless monks showed surprise, but no one suspected that he was making trouble. Because the momentum that was revealed on him was the only one in heaven and earth, just like a real god.

This is definitely a terrible strong man!

In the box, Wujiang's heart sank, his eyes fell on this person, and he felt an invisible oppression.

Gripping his teeth, he whispered, "Seventy million!"
To be continued...