Chapter: 753

Ning Qi's eyes lit up, and he directly raised his sign and said, "Twenty thousand middle-grade spirit crystals."

No one was surprised. After all, the value of these four bottles of dragon blood essence was far more than 20,000. This was just a warm-up.

Duan Minglong smiled slightly: "20,500 middle-grade spirit crystals."

"Thirty thousand!"

"forty thousand!"

Just after Duan Minglong finished increasing the price, the price of the dragon blood essence was pushed up to 40,000 in an instant.

Ning Qi seemed very calm: "Forty-five thousand middle-grade spirit crystals."

"Forty-five thousand five hundred middle-grade spirit crystals."

"Forty-eight thousand middle-grade spirit crystals."

"Forty-eight thousand five hundred middle-grade spirit crystals."

No matter how much Ning Qi yelled, Duan Minglong was still only five hundred taller than Ning Qi. At this time, other people also noticed this, and looked at the two of them with half-smiles. People who were originally interested in the blood of the dragon clan gave up asking for a price. Usually, when encountering such a situation of grievances, the price will be called much higher than normal.

"Keep screaming, let me tell you, we are going to fix these dragon blood essence."

Duan Juntian turned his head to look at Ning Qi, and smiled.

"Really? If you don't get you, you're a turtle bastard."

After Ning Qi finished speaking, he immediately raised a sign: "One hundred thousand middle-grade spirit crystals!"

"hiss……"

Someone gasped.

"Which family does this kid belong to? It's nothing more than four bottles of blood essence of the seventh-order dragon clan, but the price is so high. Does he have so many spirit crystals?"

"If not, with the rules of the Emperor's Auction House, I'm afraid he will be a servant here for the rest of his life."

A group of fighting emperors looked at Ning Qi in shock.

Many people still showed gloating smiles in their eyes. In their opinion, Ning Qi would never be able to produce so many middle-grade spirit crystals.

"Cousin Minglong, he's bluffing, let's stop calling him, shall we?"

Duan Juntian said in a low voice.

Duan Minglong smiled slightly, his eyes happened to meet Ning Qi's. He slowly raised the card and said, "One hundred and five hundred middle-grade spirit crystals."

"This is Duan Minglong, right?"

"One of the four great talents of the Duan family? No wonder you can take out so many middle-grade spirit crystals to fight against others, tsk tsk."

After Duan Minglong's asking price, someone recognized him, which also indirectly shows that Duan Minglong is actually not very famous in the capital, and there are many Tianjiao who are stronger than him.

"Haha, if you want it so much, son, I will give it to you. Anyway, the blood essence of the seventh-order dragon clan is not rare?"

Ning Qi smiled slightly, put down the sign, and didn't intend to bid any more.

Judging from the behavior of the other party, they didn't come here by accident, if their whereabouts were accidentally discovered, they should have another purpose for coming here.