Ding Yuanjie also showed a 'miscalculation' expression on his face.

"Eight hundred thousand! Hahaha, as expected of the Blackwater Dragon Clan, well, then..."

Long Tian laughed out loud, and originally planned to make a direct deal. In his opinion, the price of a 3,000-year-old blood-refining grass is already as high as the sky. This price is even higher than when the blood-refining grass was the most scarce. , but also more expensive! Among the people present, it is impossible for anyone to bid higher than the Black Water Dragon Clan.