The magic machine standing behind Qing Ye respectfully said, "Yes, master." Since Qing Ye spoke. Then, whatever the price is, it must be auctioned off. For them, money is just a number.
"Well, we now begin to auction magic stone. The reserve price is 10 trillion bright stones. " The auctioneer said. Hearing the reserve price quoted, the gods at the scene gasped. The bright stone is the currency of the bright gods. As the ink stone of hell, a bright stone equals a ink stone. Ten…