C1345 God Baptism Mud

In the VIP room, a few Divine Soul Stage Cultivators let out a bitter laugh, shook their heads and didn't say anything else. The price was too high, they didn't have the ability to do so.

"Five hundred and fifty thousand!" Shentu Qing said faintly. He had no intention of buying it. He only wanted to force the people from the Situ family to bid higher and use a higher price to bid