"This is the Wing of Controlling the Clouds. It can double the speed of Saint-level warriors. Even a Saint-level warrior can achieve a considerable increase in speed if he uses it."

The old man on the auction stage smiled lightly and said: "The starting price is one thousand spiritual fluids."

After hearing this brief introduction, the whole place couldn't help but burst into an uproar.

This thing can actually increase the speed by so much!

In the land of blood, all kinds of fighting are commonplace, and ambushing and being ambushed is even more common.

Which force doesn’t have a hostile force?

No one can guarantee whether they will encounter an interception or an ambush at any time. At such a time, if there is such a thing, it will simply increase the chances of survival!

The sudden increase in speed can often throw away the enemy or catch up with one's target.

This cloud-controlling wing is simply an excellent tool for killing people, stealing goods, and saving lives!

Seeing this thing, Qin Yichen also had a flash of surprise in his eyes, but he was not interested in exchanging a thousand spiritual liquids for such a thing.

Lei Yunyou also glanced lightly, then withdrew his gaze boredly.

Both of them are extremely fast, and at their level, the effect of using this kind of external force to increase their speed is minimal.

They really don't like this kind of thing.

"One thousand and fifty!"

However, Qin Yichen and the others are not interested, but it does not represent others. After all, in this land of blood, who doesn't want to have such a thing!

"One thousand one hundred!"

"One thousand three hundred!"

"..."

In less than a few minutes, the price of the Wings of Controlling the Clouds has skyrocketed from one thousand to one thousand five. At this time, the shouts of bidding have gradually weakened. After all, the spiritual fluid of one thousand five hundred and fifty has already been

It's not a small amount of money. Some small forces in the Bloodlands can't even afford this wealth.

"Eighteen hundred! Whoever tries to rob me again will be killed by me!"

Under such a struggle, a shout suddenly sounded.

Upon hearing this voice, many powerful men frowned and looked at the source of the voice with somewhat unhappy expressions.

That direction turned out to be in the far corner of the auction venue.

In such an inconspicuous position, being able to call out a price of 1,800 is indeed a bit unexpected. However, in a place like this, daring to say such arrogant words is simply deliberately causing hatred!

"That's... Mr. Wolf?!"

And when many eyes saw a ruthless face, their expressions suddenly changed. There were two powerful people who originally wanted to continue to increase the price, but they also shut up angrily.

The Rong family is second only to the Tong family. After the ruthless words of the Rong family, they still fight with him. That is simply asking for trouble.

In this land of blood, like the Xue family and the Tong family, their strength is enough to crush ordinary forces. Moreover, for this kind of thing, as long as they don't go too far, the blood group will turn a blind eye.

After all, these two families play a greater role for them.

In the end, the price of the Wings of Controlling the Clouds also stopped at 1,800, and no one added a drop of spiritual liquid to it.

"Master Dilanglang, if you continue to threaten maliciously and break the rules of the auction, then we will have no choice but to ask you to leave!"

Seeing that the Wings of Controlling the Clouds, which could have at least doubled in price, were sold for only this price, the auctioneer on the auction table also shouted with some displeasure.

However, in response to his threat, the feral wolf sneered directly with a look of disdain on his face.

After revealing his identity, he no longer needs to threaten him. How many forces dare to compete with him for whatever he likes?

Moreover, in the Tong family's auction venue, according to the rules, the Tong family will not participate in bidding.

Seeing the feral wolf's appearance, the expression of the old man on the auction stage also darkened slightly, and he wished he could drive this guy out immediately.

However, in the end, he resisted the urge to expel the latter. After taking a deep breath, the auctioneer continued: "Next, is the second auction item!"

Amid countless expectant eyes, the auction continues in full swing.

Auction items kept appearing one after another. Although not every item could compare with the Wings of Controlling the Clouds, they were still considered rare items. Therefore, the atmosphere in the entire auction venue was always extremely intense.

However, during this process, the feral wolf opened his mouth and bid several times. Even once, as soon as the auction item appeared, he only increased the price a little bit, but no one dared to compete with it. Under the gloomy tone of the auctioneer,

In his eyes, he took it into his pocket.

At this time, on the auction stage, the old man took out another object, which was a crystal jade box. In the jade box, there was a crimson flower. Above the flower, the mist was lingering and faint.

It has a strange kind of fluctuation.

"This is the soul-eating flower, taken from the place of killing. If an alchemist refines it, the spiritual power will definitely increase a lot."

Upon hearing this, Qin Yichen's slightly closed eyes slowly opened, and with a hint of interest, he looked at the jade box on the auction stage.

Not many people are interested in this kind of thing that is useful for spiritual power. Moreover, many people also know that it is not easy to refine this soul-eating flower, especially one born in such a killing place.

Alchemist, if he is not careful, his mind may even be swallowed up by it!

Therefore, there were not many people competing for this item. After a few rounds, the price was at the level of one hundred and fifty spiritual fluids.

Qin Yichen had also been waiting. When he saw that the time was almost up, he slowly said: "Two hundred spiritual liquids."

The price increased by a quarter, which was not too low. Immediately, many forces began to give up. The remaining competitor also chose to give up when Qin Yichen raised the price to three hundred spirit liquids.

"This is the first time for three hundred spirit liquids, but will anyone increase the price?"

The old man looked around, and his powerful voice also sounded.

The entire auction house was quiet, but just as everyone was preparing to continue auctioning the next item, a sneer suddenly sounded.

"Five hundred spiritual liquids!"

This sudden sound immediately caused whispers to resound in the auction venue. Many people were surprised that the price of such a Soul-Eating Flower could be raised to such an extent.
Chapter completed!