Chapter 191 King Dawei Deming
(I wanted to write three chapters, but I really can't write it. I'm sorry! Xing Tian apologized to everyone, and also brazenly begged for red tickets and collections... Let's speak as much as we can and polish it tomorrow. Everyone has a share.)
"Five thousand pure yang elixir." Mo Zhilan immediately shouted the price.
If you can really get the cultivation method of big phagocytosis, the refining of the ten directions can be delayed. After all, you can't buy this thing even if you have money.
That's the foundation of the religion, and there is no such sect to sell.
Even if it is Duobao Pavilion, only a hundred-year-old event can be auctioned. Every time, there are only one or two avenues, all of which can only be sold at sky-high prices.
"Twenty thousand elixir."
The teenager who originally asked Mo Zhilan to get out of here stretched out two fingers. He even wanted this fragment.
Twenty-thousand elixirs seem to have reached the limit of the value of this fragment, and no one has raised the price in the whole audience. Although those ancient giants are rich, they will not waste elixir. Buy a useless piece.
"Twenty-five thousand pure yang elixir." Mo Zhilan didn't give up at all, and suddenly added 5,000 pure yang elixir. That is, a whole 500,000 Baiyang Dan.
"Hmm?" Hearing Mo Zhilan's offer, the teenager couldn't help looking at him. It seems to be surprised how a small monk has so many elixir.
The eternal giant refines the pure yang spirit of the fairy world, and can condense a hundred and ten pure yang elixirs in a day. Twenty-five thousand pure yang elixir, the eternal giants also have to condense for more than 200 days to complete.
In order to buy a piece of debris, Mo Zhilan threw it out directly. Obviously, he was rich. I can't help but make people wonder if he has had any adventures.
The monks present, many characters in the secret world of magical power, looked at him, with naked jealousy, envy and hatred in their eyes. Of course, the scribe didn't care about him.
Twenty-five thousand elixir is a clown in his eyes, and he shows off in front of ordinary monks.
"Thirty thousand elixir." The young man in Huafu said impatiently.
"Well, that selfless monk dare not fight for you now." Beside him, the beautiful woman said disdainful. Thirty thousand pure yang elixir is definitely a huge sum of money for people in the secret world.
"Fifty thousand."
Who knows, Mo Zhilan will raise the price again. As soon as he opened his mouth, it was earth-shaking, and the price rose by 20,000 yuan directly. And he is motionless, and his face is calm, as if 50,000 pure yang elixir is nothing.
This is also normal, if anyone knows what's in this fragment. Not to mention 50,000 pure yang elixir, even if one million, two million will not be distressed.
"What! This soft egg dares to compete with me. Dare to compete with the young master of Wuleiting for the magic weapon. The gorgeous teenager's face immediately became like a pig's liver, and he was extremely angry. If it hadn't been for Duobao Pavilion, he would have taken action and killed Mo Zhilan quickly.
Wulei Pavilion is an extraterritorial sect, occupying a huge nebula. There are not only ancient giants in it, but also more than one, which is not small.
As the young master of Wuleiting, he certainly had enough elixir to buy this fragment, but he didn't buy it.
"Very good! Very good! A small monk dares to offend my interests. Just now, I tested it with the Great Treasure Appraisal Technique and found that there was a complete magic power in it. I want to buy it and integrate it into my golden elixir. Fortunately, he was in the limelight at the Fairy and Demon Conference. Now he wants to buy it, so I'll give it to him. The Huafu teenager licked his lips and looked at Mo Zhilan fiercely.
The fierce light flashed in his eyes. Of course, Mo Zhilan knew his attention.
"This man wants to kill me and kill the treasure. It's really ridiculous. I don't know that I'm the ancestor who killed and stole treasure. Mo Zhilan became rich by robbing his family. Now when I see someone calculating him, I don't take it in my heart at all.
Whoever dares to count him is looking for death.
After a while, a waiter came to Mo Zhilan with the black fragment on the tray. Mo Zhilan directly took out five million Baiyang Dan and gave it to the waiter.
Five million elixir, white flowers, is really surprising.
"The real person is a monk from Tianzhou, right?" The waiter asked.
In the extraterritorial starry sky, even the monks in the secret world of magical power still use pure yang elixir as the circulating currency. Only monks from Tianzhou will use Baiyang Dan.
"Yes, I'm a disciple of Longhu Mountain."
"Dragon and Tiger Mountain!"
The waiter exclaimed in a low voice, a disciple of the Nine Immortals. No matter where you go, it is extraordinary, and it is not comparable to ordinary disciples of scattered sects.
"That's right, a real person. Do you need to replace the Baiyang Dan with Chunyang Dan? The crystal card of our Duobao Pavilion can also be traded in Tianzhou.
"Good." Mo Zhilan waved his hand and took out 30 million elixir to the waiter again, asking the waiter to exchange 300,000 pure yang elixir for him.
At this moment, he still has 15 million white yang elixir left on his body, which is kept to feed the heavenly demon and the green king god. Tianmo has to consume tens of millions of elixir in a month. If he doesn't find a way to get some elixir. These demons have to cut off food and starve to death.
At this time, another treasure began to be auctioned.
In the array behind the old man, a master in armor appeared.
There are a total of eight people, all of whom are above the realm of heaven and man. The eight people appeared on the auction table dragging a huge coffin.
This coffin is full of runes and spells, all of which are mysterious formations. It's just a coffin, at least it's a unique treasure, or even a half-way weapon. You can imagine how powerful the things inside should be.
What is packed with coffins is very unlucky and has a fierce atmosphere. In the common saying, the yin qi converges in the coffin. It's fierce and condensed. It is easy to produce demons and zombies.
"What will be auctioned this time is an eternal giant, obtained from a distant star domain. It's not a magic weapon, but a fierce ancient demon corpse. The old man introduced.
As he spoke, he made a few marks in his hand and opened the lid of the coffin.
There is really a corpse lying in it, a demon body with horny bone spurs all over the body. The overwhelming magic emanated from the coffin, which was extremely terrible.
Even some ancient giants who didn't care about it suddenly sat up straight and looked solemn. The strength of this corpse is not below them.
"I thought it was just an ordinary refined puppet, but I didn't expect it to be an eternal giant-level puppet."
"What kind of person has the ability to refine the eternal giant-level puppet? Even if it is the nine sects of immortals, I'm afraid the leader of the six sects of demons will not have such ability.
"It's not easy. This demon corpse is so powerful that I can't compare with him.
......
The strong men of the ancient giants rubbed their hands one by one and wanted to buy this treasure. After buying it, it is equivalent to an additional bodyguard of an eternal giant. Who doesn't want it?
"This magic corpse is really vast, almost 100 million. I don't know what the realm is, and what the combat effectiveness is. The scribe's master asked slowly.
The mana is not equal to absolute. The two fight, and there are too many factors that affect the victory or defeat.
If the mana is close to 100 million, and the rest is very bad, it is not enough for the eternal giants to rob it.
"Ha ha, what King Weideming said is very true. Old man means that please try to play with the master present. To be honest, I'm not an opponent of this demon corpse.
The old man said with a smile. What he seemed to say unintentionally can be shocking. This old man is also an eternal giant, and he was promoted thousands of years ago. But even he is no match for this demon corpse.
However, for Mo Zhilan, the most shocking thing is not this matter. It is the identity of the scribe, the Great Wei Deming King, one of the eight Ming kings of the Great Black God Sect.
His disciple Yang Invincible was killed by Mo Zhilan. I didn't expect to meet King Wei Deming here.
"The Eight Ming Kings of the Great Black God Religion, I thought they were all giants of the secret world of longevity. It turned out to be just a very magical figure. It's just an ordinary scattered sect.
Mo Zhilan is now deeply cultivated and has a high vision. I know that such a sect as the Great Black God Religion is at most equivalent to the extraterritorial scattered sect, which is far from the nine gates of Xiandao.
"Haha, Brother Cheng, I can't believe you. The strength of this corpse is really as powerful as you said. I'd like to try it."
Suddenly, a cloudy wind condensed on the auction platform. In these gloomy winds, you can even understand the scene of the devil's howling. The gloomy wind forms a wind pillar and keeps rotating.
At the top is a dark eye, in which an eternal giant stands.
This man is a giant who talks and laughs with King Wei Deming. He now seems to be a demon coming and appears on the auction table. It made many monks feel afraid.
This is a master of magic, the demon god in the heavenly demon.
"The eternal giant is really not simple. I'm not his opponent." Mo Zhilan observed carefully and knew that there was still a gap between him and the eternal giant.
It is all luck to be able to suppress the ten directions. If Shifang uses all his cards, Mo Zhilan will definitely not be his opponent.
Of course, it is not so easy for the eternal giants to kill Mo Zhilan. If he wants to leave, the ordinary master of the secret world of long life can't stop him.
"Eight-polar demon god, if you want to do it, you can try it."
A sound came from the depths of the Duobao Pavilion space, and then a huge independent space was formed. Cover all the ancient demon corpses and the eight-pole demon gods in it.