The bidding for the Seventh Cauldron of Divine Movement Pills began, and all the monks became cautious, fearing that they would be accidentally led into the pit by the blood massacre.
"Five hundred sacred stones," said the Sword Prison Emperor.
Wujiang bids: "Six hundred sacred stones."
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Only the Four Cauldrons of Divine Movement Pills were left, and all the forces no longer retained them and took action one after another.
The Shenyou Dan can improve the cultivation level of the Hundred Flail Realm Great Sage, and is of great help to the Hunting Heaven Banquet. Even if you pay a little more, you still have to win one or two cauldrons.
Xue Tu saw that they were increasing the price too slowly, so he finally couldn't bear it anymore and shouted the price: "Fifteen hundred sacred stones."
Hearing his voice, the faces of all the monks participating in the bidding turned dark.
Killing is a common occurrence for monks in the hell realm. At this time, there are many great saints in the Hundred Flails Realm, with murderous intent emanating from their bodies. They hate the blood massacre to the core and want to trample him on the ground and rub him.
Don't look at the previous price of the Shenyou Dan, which has reached astronomical prices of two thousand, three thousand, or even eleven thousand. In fact, fifteen hundred divine stones are already its highest value.
The Sword Prison Emperor suddenly stood up, glared at Xue Tu with a threatening look, and shouted the price: "One thousand, six hundred sacred stones."
The Sword Prison Emperor is the most powerful person in the Immortal Vampire Clan's Qianwen Realm, so Xue Tu is naturally very afraid of him. He knows very well that if he continues to bid, the Sword Prison Emperor will definitely be offended.
However, Xue Tu is now unable to get off the tiger.
If the Sword Prison Emperor could buy a cauldron of Divine Movement Pills with 1,600 divine stones, how should he explain to Zhang Ruochen that he spent 3,000 divine stones to buy a single cauldron of Divine Movement Pills?
Compared to the Sword Prison Emperor, Xue Tu is more afraid of Zhang Ruochen.
"What a tragedy. Now we are in big trouble. If I had known earlier, I shouldn't have helped Zhang Ruochen bid. I have offended the Sword Prison Emperor. How could he make it easier for me at the Hunterian Banquet?"
Xue Tu's throat was choked and he said: "Two thousand sacred stones!"
Then, he immediately added: "This is the final price of this saint. If anyone can pay a higher price, this cauldron of Shenyou Dan will belong to him."
"If the price of a single tripod is raised to more than 2,000 sacred stones, even if Zhang Ruochen knew the truth, he would have nothing to say." Xuetu thought in his mind.
In the auction house, all the monks looked at each other.
Is Xuetu crazy?
Deliberately raise the price to 2,000 sacred stones to openly challenge the Sword Prison Emperor?
No one believed Xue Tu's words. It was because he believed it earlier that the Son of Demon God mustered up the courage to quote a price of "two thousand and ten sacred stones", but was humiliated.
How could the Sword Prison Emperor make the same mistake as the Son of the Demon God?
"It is said that Xue Tu received the Blood Flame God of War mark and it swelled greatly."
"The Sword Prison Emperor is famous for his vengeance. Xuetu challenged him in front of so many monks. Where is the majesty of the undead vampire clan's number one master in the Thousand Questions Realm? He will definitely take revenge."
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The Sword Prison Emperor's face was as heavy as iron, his pupils were blood red, and he said: "You shouldn't have done such a great job in Blood Massacre. I will wait until the Hunter Sky Banquet to settle this account with you slowly."
The Sword Prison Emperor sat back and gave up fighting for the Shenyou Dan.
The Seventh Cauldron of Divine Movement Pill was massacred with blood and photographed with two thousand sacred stones.
Xuetu didn't feel any joy. Instead, he looked sad. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that Zhang Ruochen was completely cheating him by asking him to bid on his behalf. The auction was not over yet, and he had already offended a large number of monks.
Now, I can only bite the bullet and continue bidding.
The Eighth Cauldron of Divine Movement Pill, Xue Tu was once again photographed with two thousand divine stones.
For the Ninth Cauldron of Divine Movement Pill, Xuetu shouted out the price of two thousand sacred stones. Finally, Wujiang couldn't help but take action and shouted out the price of two thousand sacred stones.
Xue Tu felt a sense of relief and said: "Congratulations to the Great Sage Ten Thousand Hands, this cauldron of Divine Movement Pill belongs to you."
When the Great Sage Qiluo announced, "Two thousand one hundred coins, deal done," Wujiang was still a little distracted and couldn't believe that he actually took the picture.
What a surprise!
Why so suddenly?
Why does Xue Tu play his cards completely out of line with common sense, making it completely invisible to people?
"It's true, Blood Massacre is the entrustment of Xinghai World's arrangement."
"In my opinion, Xinghai World's base price for Xue Tu is two thousand sacred stones."
"Originally, one could buy the Divine Movement Pill with only 1,500 divine stones, but Xuetu forced him to carry it to more than 2,000 divine stones. Those who are in charge will not die a good death."
"I don't know how much benefit Xinghai World has brought to Xue Tu."
"No matter how many benefits you get, it's of no use. The Blood Massacre has offended all the monks this time, and they will suffer a lot in the future."
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The upper three clans took a pot of Shenyou Dan, and the representatives of the lower and middle clans all felt the pressure.
The last cauldron must be fought for no matter how high the price is.
So, when bidding for the Tenth Cauldron of Divine Movement Pill, even though Xue Tu didn't bid, they still raised the price to 2,800 pieces, and the seventh son of the Ghost Lord won it.
The auction continues.
Many monks came to participate, and there were many treasures for auction. All kinds of rarities emerged one after another. The whole day passed without ending.
The one with the weakest cultivation in the room was also a saint. No one felt sleepy. On the contrary, because the treasures introduced became more and more valuable, all the monks were in a state of extreme excitement.
On the first day of the auction, the final treasure was the Mingyang Divine Wheel.
The Holy Artifact of the Seven-Yuan King, a combat weapon once used by the gods of the Underworld, contains powerful divine power. As soon as the Underworld Divine Wheel was launched, it caused a sensation, and all forces competed to bid for it.
For this reason, twelve supreme saints, six demigods, and even two old men suspected of being gods participated in the bidding.
Originally, they came here for the Yuanhui level Illuminating Lotus and Divine Corpse, but for the Mingyang Divine Wheel, they fought to get there first.
Even the acting head of the Xuejue family, Qing Sheng Sheng, offered a price. However, because the competition was too fierce and the price exceeded 200,000 sacred stones, Qing Sheng Sheng had to give up.
"A vessel that can survive seven King's Heavenly Tribulations without being destroyed must be made from one of the top ten substances in the universe. It has also been tempered seven times by the power of heaven and earth. It will almost certainly be able to transform.
Become the supreme holy instrument."
"If I can take a photo of it, and then ask the Heavenly Master of Artifact Refining to help me refine it, in a few years, it will be transformed into a supreme holy instrument. At that time, I will be in charge of a supreme holy instrument.
The combat power will definitely increase greatly. It’s a pity, it’s a pity.”
Qingsheng Shengsheng's eyes were fixed on the Mingyang Divine Wheel on the auction stage, his heart was as sharp as a knife, and he felt regret for it.
After practicing for more than 10,000 years, Saint Qing Sheng still accumulated less than 200,000 sacred stones.
"It seems that the matter of improving the treatment of the head of the family must be raised with the God of War and cannot be delayed any longer." Qingsheng Sheng said secretly.
Xue Chen said: "Treasures like the Mingyang Divine Wheel can be used as important treasures of the clan. Who is so ignorant of cherishing them that they actually put them up for auction?"
Qingsheng Shengsheng quickly glared over and said solemnly and cautiously: "Xue Chen, be careful what you say. The person who can take out the Mingyang Divine Wheel for auction is probably a great god. Only gods can do such a generous thing.
"
"If I'm not wrong, this god probably wants to buy divine corpses and is collecting divine stones on a large scale."
Seeing each and every big shot pushing the Mingyang Divine Wheel to a sky-high price in the fight, Xuetu was in a state of confusion.
"There are already 250,000 divine stones... No wonder Zhang Ruochen asked me to bid as much as I wanted. Damn it, if I had known, I should have attacked those divine sons and goddesses in the Heavenly Court on the Kunlun Realm Merit Battlefield. Why did I go there?
Are you fighting with Zhang Ruochen? If I had robbed Mo Sheng back then, wouldn't the Mingyang Divine Wheel be mine? These sacred stones are also mine."
Xuetu slapped him on the face, his intestines turned green with regret, and he wished he could do it all over again.
If he had it to do over again, he would never go to the Sword Tomb or the Blood God Cult. He would only focus on one thing, robbing the sons, goddesses and leaders of all walks of life in heaven.
No.
Just grab Mo Sheng alone.
As long as you get the Mingyang Divine Wheel, why do you need other treasures?
Xuetu suddenly stood up and expressed his merit: "Senior brother, you finally came out. I have successfully completed the task. I only spent 16,000 sacred stones to capture the Seven Cauldrons of Divine Traveling Pill. I think of War Emperor Namoluo,
I spent eleven thousand divine stones and only managed to capture one cauldron."
Zhang Ruochen didn't pay too much attention to the price, and murmured to himself: "Seven tripods, it's a bit much. However, since it is the most suitable elixir for the cultivation of the Hundred Flails Realm Great Sage, it doesn't matter if it is more."
Xuetu observed Zhang Ruochen carefully, showed a surprised look, and said: "Senior brother, you seem to have become a little different!"
"Yeah?"
Zhang Ruochen raised his right hand, contracted his fingers and clenched them into a fist without exerting much force.
However, a series of nine ripples appeared on the fist, spreading in all directions. Every time a ripple hit Xue Tu, his immortal body trembled.
When the ninth ripple hit, Xue Tu couldn't help but take a step back.
Although Xuetu was secretly surprised, he didn't think there was anything extraordinary about it. However, just as he was about to speak, a sharp pain came from his internal organs and even his bone marrow, and his body fell to one knee on the ground.
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"Senior brother, what did you do to me?" Xuetu said in pain.
Zhang Ruochen unclenched his fist and said: "I just condensed the holy will of boxing. Seeing you next to me, I couldn't help but test the power. I didn't exert much force, you should be okay?"
Xue Tu wanted to pretend to be seriously injured and vomited blood and fell to the ground to see if he could blackmail some sacred stones from Zhang Ruochen. If not, at least he could get the fiefdom back.
But after thinking about it for a while, I gave up.
How could Zhang Ruochen be so easy to deceive?
If he was discovered and he dared to fall to the ground, Zhang Ruochen would dare to make up for it.
"Brother, I'm fine."
Xuetu stood up slowly, with a smile on his face, and said with admiration: "Senior brother is indeed a genius. In just one day, he actually condensed the holy will."
"It's not one day, it's nine days. The Purple Gold Gourd is a space-time treasure with a time flow rate of nine to one." Zhang Ruochen said.
The last time, Zhang Ruochen spent three months condensing the holy will of boxing, and in the end, it ended in failure.
This time, with the assistance of Zhao Shenlian, Zhang Ruochen only needed nine days to successfully condense the holy will of boxing.
The effect of the Illuminating Lotus can be clearly seen.
The condensed holy will is called Jiuzhen Holy Will, which is a fifth-grade holy will.
If the holy will is integrated into the boxing technique, when the punch is exerted, nine layers of vibrating energy will erupt, penetrating the armor or divine patterns on the body's surface, and directly impacting the enemy's internal organs and bone marrow, and even the holy soul and sea of qi.
During the test just now, Zhang Ruochen just squeezed his fist lightly.
If he punches with all his strength, even if Xuetu has divine patterns to protect his body and wears armor of the level of a king's sacred weapon, the internal organs in his body will be shattered into blood and mud, and the holy soul and sea of qi will be shattered.
The power of holy will is so terrifying.
Holy will is divided into grades one to nine, with grade nine being the lowest and grade one being the highest.
Being able to condense the fifth-grade holy will is already the dream of countless great saints in the immortal realm. Because this means that it has the potential to become a god and can be called the "seed of true god".
For example, the reason why the Moro War Emperor received the title of "Moro" was because he condensed a fifth-grade holy will.
However, Zhang Ruochen was unwilling to accept it and could only possess the fifth-grade holy will.
According to the Moon God, in order to become a god, one must become a god who controls mysteries.
Only by cultivating the Holy Will of Level 3 or above and becoming a god in the future can the Holy Will be transformed into mysteries.
The fifth level of holy will only represents the potential to become a god.
The third level of holy will represents the chance to become a strong one among the gods.
Becoming an ordinary god is not Zhang Ruochen's goal.
"It is too difficult to condense the holy will. I have tried my best, but I can only condense the fifth-level holy will of boxing. How can I condense the holy will of a higher level?"
Zhang Ruochen cast his eyes on the auction table. The Yuanhui-level Illuminator Lotus was something he had to fight for.
The bidding for the Mingyang Divine Wheel came to an end, and it was won by a demigod from the Nether Tribe for a price of 300,000 sacred stones.
At this time, a smile finally appeared on Zhang Ruochen's face: "It seems that I don't have to worry about the sacred stone in the future."
The first day of the auction is over, and there is a short break. Next comes the main event.
On the second day of the auction, the first treasure was the Yuanhui level Illuminating Lotus.
The diameter of this divine lotus reaches three feet, and its light is extremely bright, completely illuminating the three-layer ring world. The moment it is illuminated by its light, all the monks have a feeling that they are about to enter a state of enlightenment, which is very wonderful.
Compared with the 100,000-year-old Zhaoshen Lotus that Zhang Ruochen bought, it was dozens of times smaller in size.
Great Sage Qiluo introduced: "According to the evaluation of Xinghai World, this Illuminating Lotus has grown for about 180,000 years, and has given birth to a faint trace of spiritual wisdom. Use it, whether it is to practice the Holy Will or to comprehend.
The secrets can get twice the result with half the effort."
"Everyone should know that the Zhaoshenlian floats in the universe and is very fragile. Any accident can destroy it. There are very few Zhaoshenlian that can survive the catastrophe of the Yuanhui. The price gap is,
Nature is huge."
"Yuanhui level Zhaoshenlian, the starting price is 20,000 sacred stones, and each increase in price must not be less than 1,000 stones."
"The bidding begins."
The Yuanhui-level Illuminating Lotus has not appeared in the hell world for tens of thousands of years. When they heard the price reported by the Great Sage Qiluo, many monks who were interested in buying it cursed.
too dark!
A 100,000-year-old Zhaoshenlian can be purchased with only one or two hundred sacred stones.
Yuanhui level, but a hundred times higher.
In this way, the great sages of the Immortal Realm and the Hundred Flails Realm were directly kicked out of the bidding process. Obviously, this is the price offered by Xinghai World for demigods and even gods.