Chapter 508

"Humph, so what if it's your Ghost Axe Palace? 30 million. I want it!" A proud voice came out with a faint gasp, as if it was suppressing something. It was the voice of Zhenlong. "Someone from the Little Dragon King Manor? Humph, if your brother, is here, I can still pay more attention to him. You're just a small role?" The people of Ghost Axe Palace continued to send a voice message. "40 million!" At this time, many martial artists were getting more and more excited. The auction was about to reach a peak, which was usually 50 million yuan. "Ghost Axe Palace, you're courting death... 50 million taels!" Sure enough, the tone of Zhenlong became crazier. "Rumor has it that Young Master Zhenlong has the bloodline of a dragon. Although I don't know whether it is true or not, the other rumor about him is true. He is as arrogant as the rumors say!" Obviously, Young Master Zhenlong 's arrogant tone was eye-catching. "That's not a big deal. His brother is a super genius. His father,