Chapter 638 (1/2)
”Blood Bodhi, the bidding price is 100 million! The price increase shall not be less than 10 million! ”
The auctioneer looked down at the bidding guests who began to stir up, and said in a loud voice.
”Is it blood Bodhi? I didn't expect Shenglong auction house to be able to get such a strange thing! ”
”Yes, it's a treasure that can increase Qi and blood!”
”As long as I take a picture of blood Bodhi, I can cultivate a blood nourishing martial artist!”
”Ha ha... I've got the blood Bodhi! You are not allowed to rob! ”
”Cut! It's strange that such a good thing can't be robbed! ”
”I give 150 million!”
After the auctioneer finished, the auction guests under the display began to get busy.
Xing Meng looked at the blood Bodhi's eyes and said with a little excitement, ”it's the blood Bodhi! If there is no martial uncle's eight treasure porridge of Qi and blood, I will take a picture of what the blood Bodhi said! ”
Ye Yu looked at the blood Bodhi with interest and asked Xing Meng, ”what is the effect of this blood Bodhi?”
Xing Meng curled his mouth and said, ”it's OK. It can increase 30% of Qi and blood. It's far less than martial uncle's eight treasure porridge of Qi and blood!”
”30%?” Ye Yu chuckled. ”That's good, too. No wonder they are so crazy.”
Under the exhibition platform, a group of guests are bidding wildly at the moment, all of them want to get the blood Bodhi.
”Three hundred and thirty million!”
”350 million!”
”I'll pay 400 million!”
Auctioneers don't even need to agitate. The bidding price of blood Bodhi is soaring.
Zhao Mingyu pressed down the doubt in his heart, looked at the look of the blood Bodhi firmly and said, ”no matter what, this blood Bodhi said, it will be auctioned down!”
”As long as the father eats the blood Bodhi, he will be able to be promoted to the seventh level warrior! At that time, without the help of the military alliance, our Zhao family will become a hegemon! ”
The idea must be, Zhao Mingyu stood up, looked around, loudly said, ”my Zhao family bid six hundred million!”
As soon as Zhao Mingyu's voice fell, the auction hall became quiet.
”Hum! My Zhao family has offered 600 million yuan. Who else will compete with me? ”