Volume 1: If Life Is Just Like the First Meeting Volume 3: Famous in the Eastern Wilderness Chapter 448 Six Nine Seven!

Su Ming was waiting patiently, watching the 300th, 400th, 500th, and 600th red stones being sold and bought by those who bought them, in front of the entire Wucheng clan. Cut them apart one by one.

During this period, apart from waiting, Su Ming had been observing, observing the methods of these five hundred people controlling the halo, observing the strangeness of the halo weapon, especially those who had to take out their storage items every time before making the halo weapon operate. The action of placing the bag on it allowed Su Ming to see that this storage bag should contain the witch crystals needed to buy this stone.

In addition, Su Ming was also observing the surrounding wizards who were completely ignited and almost crazy.

Among the five hundred red stones, Su Ming calculated that twelve of them emitted strange light, but only five of them contained matter, and the rest were all empty.

But even so, among the five that existed in the matter, two of them were revealed that made everyone uproar. One of them was the piece that Hai Qiubu bought, and the other one had a substance inside. A strand of black hair!

The hair looked lifelike in the palm-sized transparent rock, with a lot of vitality, as if it could be completely taken out by crushing the rock.

Even the elders of the Witch Temple were moved by this object and bought it for a sky-high price!

Time has passed, and it is now late at night, but under the light of the red stone, the entire earth looks similar to the daytime, illuminated by countless lights.

During this period, Nangong Hen gritted his teeth and bought another piece of red stone, but the result...

"Brother Mo, I don't plan to continue, let's wait and see... Alas, these thousand red stones have no chance with me... Brother Mo, do you want to buy some?" Nangong Hen seemed to accept his fate. · He sighed deeply beside Su Ming.

Lan Lan and the three girls and boys on the side were dumbfounded and shocked by what they were seeing. This intense atmosphere could easily infect everyone's emotions, making people's self-control weakened to the extreme.

Su Ming nodded, and at this moment, the voice of the elder of the Witch Temple slowly spread throughout the sky.

"The gambling event will not be interrupted until all 10,000 pieces are sold. If anyone does not want to continue, they can leave at any time. Now, the auction starts with numbers 601 to 700!" The old man looked calm, After speaking, his eyes swept across the ground.

Su Ming took a deep breath. He had been waiting all day for this moment!

"Two hundred and thirty thousand!"

"Three hundred and seventy thousand!"

"Four hundred and twenty thousand!" Even though it was late at night, the excitement here did not decrease. Instead, it became more and more intense, and the prices offered also became higher and higher!

Su Ming didn't speak. He was still waiting. After the red stone numbered 696 was bought for 420,000, the auction for the 697th red stone began!

This red stone, which is as tall as a person, looks no different from other stones. Its appearance is unremarkable, but only Su Ming knows that there is a three-petaled flower inside this stone, although two petals are withered. , but there is still one petal that is alive!

"One hundred and fifty thousand!" The moment the red stone started to be auctioned, someone immediately shouted out the price. This was not because the person who set the price saw the strangeness of this stone, but because all the red stones were auctioned. This will always be the case.

"One hundred and eighty thousand!"

"Two hundred thousand!"

"Two hundred and thirty thousand!" There was an endless stream of people bidding. Su Ming looked calm. After someone shouted out two hundred and thirty thousand, his eyes flashed and he said that he was the first person in this gambling conference. price!

"Three hundred thousand!" Su Ming's voice came out, and Nangong Hen heard it and immediately looked at Su Ming.

Lan Lan and others were even more excited.

"Three hundred and fifty thousand!" The voice of asking for a price came again from the crowd. There were too many people here. So who set the price? Su Ming had no way of knowing if he didn't use his consciousness. However, because this place is organized by the Witch Temple, Therefore, few people dare to make empty offers. For this kind of thing, you need to understand the consequences.

"Four hundred thousand!" Su Ming said slowly without hesitation.

The price of 400,000 is the average price of the hundreds of red stones in the later period. If it is more, it will be too heartbreaking if it fails. If you don't have that much certainty, the price will often end at this time. After all, the red stones behind There are many more, no need to focus on one.

"420,000!" After many people stopped making bids, someone still quoted the price again.

"Four hundred and fifty thousand!" Su Ming looked as usual and spoke calmly.

After a few breaths passed, no one continued to tell the price, so the elder of the Shaman Temple began to auction the red stone numbered 698.

A moment later, when all the one hundred red stones in this batch were sold, the people who bought the red stones were either excited, calm, or looking forward to it, and one by one they took off and flew straight to the sky. Hundreds of magic weapons went away in a halo.

"Brother Mo, wish you good luck!" Nangong Hen hugged Su Ming with a fist. Su Ming nodded, took a deep breath, and swayed straight into the sky.

This is the first time he has appeared in the spotlight of the Wu clan. This is the first time he has bought his own red stone at a gambling conference. This is also the first time he has cut open a red stone!

In addition, this is also the beginning of Su Ming's publicity!

One hundred figures turned into rainbows and appeared next to their respective numbered halo instruments. The red stone Su Ming bought was six hundred and ninety-seven. The halo instrument he was on was the sixty-seventh one. Standing there, Su Ming calmly looked at the flashing magic weapon in front of him, watching the rings on it rotating slowly, and there was a sizzling sound when they intertwined.

A moment later, in the sky above, red stones numbered 601 to 700 came roaring one by one. When they appeared in front of everyone, Su Ming looked at the red stones. This stone was indeed the one he had seen before. At that moment, he could smell the faint medicinal fragrance again.

Most of the other people around had taken out bags containing witch crystals at this moment. Their expressions were different, but the expectation was present in everyone. After putting their bags on the halo magic weapon, a magic weapon spread out. It emits a strong light, as if being ignited.

The crowd below also began to breathe rapidly, staring at the sky and forgetting. They wanted to know whether there was a strange light in these hundred red stones, and whether a strange treasure could be found!

Until the halo of one hundred magic weapons in the sky, ninety-nine of them have been lit up, and the moment when stone cutting can begin, only the magic weapon in front of Su Ming does not light up. As a result, in this sky, It's extremely obvious when you look at it.

This kind of thing has never happened today. The eyes of countless people below were instantly focused on Su Ming. While being attracted by the mask on his face, some people recognized Su Ming's identity!

"It's him!!"

"The battle ended in a draw with Wu Tiemu, the queen of Donglai tribe. This person's name is Mosu!"

"If he hadn't hidden his cultivation, then he would be the absolute strongest among the central witches!"

"I personally saw him fight with Senior Hou Wu Tiemu that day. The power of that battle was difficult for any Yang Wu to resist!"

At the same time, in four of the eight halls in the sky, at the same time, the moment Su Ming appeared to be noticed, the expressions of the people inside all changed in different ways.

Tiemu was sitting cross-legged in the main hall. There were some other tribesmen sitting around him, and the young woman was among them. At this moment, she was looking at Su Ming from afar, with a flash of resentment in her eyes.

"It's him..." Tiemu looked at Su Ming. Although he had some friction with Su Ming, Su Ming was always polite and had a slight affection for him. Now that he saw Su Ming, although his face was expressionless, There is no more murderous intent than before.

In another hall, Saint Wanqiu of the Haiqiu tribe stood on the steps, looking at the dark night in the sky, and frowning at Su Ming's figure under the red light flashing in the dark night.

"The bodies are similar, but... this person's aura and feeling seem to be different from... him." As Wanqiu pondered, the red dragon on her right arm Seal, flashing slightly.

In the third hall, Patriarch Tianlan was sitting there with his expression as usual. Tianlan Meng and Tianlan You in front of him were looking at the world outside. Tianlan Meng's eyes were focused on Su Ming. Hesitated.

In the fourth hall, a woman with long hair in white clothes looked at Su Ming blankly. There was confusion and complexity in her eyes. If it weren't for her being a hostess, if it wasn't for the feeling on her body at this moment, The slightness was still there, and it was difficult for her to recognize that the person she was looking at at the moment... was him.

"Why do you want to appear here... Do you know how much crisis your appearance will bring to you..." The long-haired woman murmured in a voice that only she could hear, with confusion in her eyes. Dissipated, replaced by a trace of anxiety.

At the same time, among the crowd on the ground, there was a man in black robes. He raised his head slightly, with a sneer at the corner of his mouth, and stared at Su Ming with a chill in his eyes.

"Owner of the red stone numbered 697, take out enough witch crystals and light your magic weapon!" When everyone's eyes were focused on Su Ming, the elder of the witch temple looked at Su Ming and spoke in a deep voice.

"Mo doesn't have enough witch crystals." Su Ming looked at the elders of the witch temple with his usual expression.

The elder of the Witch Temple had the ability to step into desperate situations with half a foot, and he could not express his emotions or anger. His expression was as usual at the moment, and he looked at Su Ming and spoke slowly.

"I will give you three breaths. After three breaths, if you can't produce the equivalent amount of witch crystals, I will kill you here."

Su Ming was naturally prepared for this. Without saying a word, he took out a prepared storage bag from his arms and threw it directly towards the elder of the Witch Temple.

The storage bag stopped in front of the old man. He glanced at Su Ming coldly, raised his hand to take it, and glanced at it. His face was expressionless, but he raised his right hand and pointed at the halo magic weapon in front of Su Ming. , this magic weapon is lit immediately and can be operated and controlled at any time!

Although the old man looked as usual, his heart was shaken. He saw five grains of dust in the storage bag! ! He had seen Qingchen Powder, and he had even eaten one. After seeing it now, the unique feeling of Qingchen Powder made him recognize the authenticity of this product at a glance.

Moreover, the quality of the Qingchen powder in this storage bag was obviously higher than the one he had eaten before!