A sharp light flashed in the eyes of the young man in white robe, and he said coldly: "One.5 million low-grade spirit stones."

"One,510,000 Low-grade Spirit Stones."

"Two million low-grade spirit stones." The voice of the young man in white robe did not change at all, but the aura emitted by his body formed a huge mouth behind him, giving people a feeling that he wanted to put everything here.

It feels like swallowing it all at once.

"Two million low-grade spirit stones."

"boom!"

As soon as Wei Suo's voice came out, many monks in the field almost couldn't help but stand up. Now all the monks present were sure that Wei Suo had completely stepped on the white-robed monk.

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"Senior Li, you have a disciple who said there was something urgent, so he sent a secret letter. Senior Li, do you want to check it?"

"Take it in."

At this moment, a disciple of the Wang Family Trading Company sent a red paper talisman into Wei Suo's private room.

"The Haixian Sect has an urgent matter, so I want me to go back? What's the urgent matter?"

As the true essence was bet, the red paper talisman quickly burned in Wei Suo's hands, and Wei Suo's face also changed slightly. Only Zhang Hanlin knew about Wei Suo's here. This paper talisman was Zhang Hanlin.

Sent in.

"Three million low-grade spirit stones!"

At this time, the voice of the young man in white robe rang again.
Chapter completed!