章 1695: Divine Dragon Blood

Qin Yu's voice immediately attracted everyone's attention.

The young man's expression turned even colder.

He looked at Qin Yu and said coldly, "You, again?"

Qin Yu ignored the young man. He looked at the host and said, "I have something in my hand too. I want to take it out and give it a try."

"You? What kind of treasure can you have? How dare you bid against me using some unknown thingamajig?" the young man berated him coldly.

The host on the stage smiled and said, "That's fine; please take out your barter item."

Qin Yu took a deep breath. And after thinking for a while, he took out a small bottle from the Spatial Magic Artifact.

This bottle wasn't big. It was only the size of a palm, but it was filled with red blood.

A wave of the energy of dead bodies rushed at him, accompanied by a strong sense of oppression!

"What IS this thing?"