Live broadcasting is not necessarily a popular thing.
He took advantage of the world of death. Everyone wanted to see the world after death, so he got the first pot of gold.
The things I sell now come from the Bone Dragon's collection.
Although the bone dragon is powerful and has many names, Wu Xiaode has no idea what its status is in the kingdom of death.
Maybe its collection is valuable——
But what I am facing here are masters from all over the world!
How much are these things worth in their eyes?
On the Holy Wall, no barrage appeared for the time being, and there was a brief silence.
One breath.
Two breaths.
Wu Xiaode swallowed nervously.
If the goods cannot be sold——
In fact, it was also a blow to my newly built popularity.
How can - wait!
He looked towards the Holy Wall and saw a barrage quietly appearing from the edge of the curtain wall:
"The human king's remains? It's really strange. I've never heard of such a treasure."
This barrage floated slowly.
Immediately afterwards, another barrage caught up from behind:
"Nonsense, this is something only found in the world of death. You can't find it in the world of the living."
The third barrage appears:
"When the human king was between life and death, and there was really no other way, he left and reincarnated. His mummy was well preserved - in fact, this is impossible in the human world."
The fourth barrage popped up:
"That's right, only the law of death can keep everything silent and sleeping for a long time."
The fifth barrage:
"This is a treasure from the world of death, extremely precious!"
Barrage pop up densely:
"Something with the properties of death!"
"Even if you understand the law of death above, you will make a lot of money!"
"Come on!"
"Good stuff, I want it!"
"Stop talking nonsense, get out of my way, Xiao Wu, I'll take this 1 million soul power."
"One million? What are you thinking? I'll give you 1.1 million!"
"You guys don't have the slightest bit of mastery, I'm offering you 2 million today!"
"2.3 million!"
"2.7 million!"
"You want to get the treasures of the world of death? I have 3 million!"
"3.5 million!"
"Xiao Wu, don't pay attention to them. I have prepared 4 million, and we will trade directly."
Wu Xiaode looked at the dense barrage and felt that the tense muscles all over his body gradually relaxed, and his heart finally fell to the ground.
Right.
This is not a live broadcast, but a live broadcast with goods. How much will the platform charge?
As if she knew what he was thinking, a line of small words in ice crystals quickly appeared:
"The same is 70%."
Seventy percent?
Why don't you go and grab it?
Wu Xiaode was filled with anger and was about to argue when he saw another line of small words in ice crystals emerge:
"The Book of the Dead is the death talent that you inspire while you are still alive. It is extremely rare."
"Although you have a teleportation treasure like 'Desmark's Love Letter Storage Box', it still requires a huge amount of soul power from the Book of the Dead to allow it to leave the world of death with the things."
"It is extremely difficult to complete a teleportation between life and death."
"The Wall of the Sunnah will be closed for a full twenty-four hours."
"After a full day's rest, the Holy Wall can be activated and used again."
Wu Xiaode was stunned.
Is it so difficult?
I thought it was very easy to enter the world of death. I even made friends with skeletons and participated in the trial of the kingdom of death——
But in fact, all this is extremely difficult to happen?
The demons are all chasing a soul awakened to the power of death.
Now if a treasure from the world of death is taken out, it will be robbed by beings from all over the world.
I am ignorant, pretending to be dead, and leveling up in the trial field.
living person.
Level up in the Realm of the Dead.
Maybe...this is indeed impossible to happen.
So you underestimated the seriousness, importance, and rarity of the whole thing?
Just as he was thinking about it, he saw a line of flashing small words popping up in the center of the screen:
"10 million soul power to buy your human king's mummy, Xiao Wu, what do you think?"
The speaker in this line of fine print is "a fellow-minded person."
——Brother who brings goods!
As soon as this line came out, the other barrages temporarily disappeared.
Not only that, a line of small words suddenly popped up in the live broadcast record column:
"You have gained 10,000,000 soul power points."
“From ‘The People of the Same Mind’.”
Ten million soul power...he just called me without saying a word!
This is ten million!
The platform is divided into 70%, and the remaining 30% is also 3 million.
3 million!
"make a deal."
Wu Xiaode heard himself say in a hoarse voice.
Christina couldn't see the Book of the Dead or the curtain wall, but Wu Xiaode's reaction also infected her.
She silently put the mummy into the iron box that Wu Xiaode took out, then smiled into the void and said:
"We welcome your patronage and we will continue to work hard to bring you better treasures."
Wu Xiaode said: "That's right."
He put his hand on Desmark's love letter storage box and said silently in his heart:
"Send the contents to the 'fellow-minded people' in my live broadcast room."
10 points of soul power were deducted.
Swish——
The iron box is missing.
After a few breaths, the empty iron box returned to Wu Xiaode's hands.
The wall of the holy line suddenly darkened.
All those dense barrage messages of "Boss 666", "66666", "Boss Mighty", "When will I have so much soul power" and "Envy" disappeared.
All the light and shadow on the wall of the Holy Walk disappeared.
Two lines of ice crystal letters then appeared:
"It consumes too much soul power to travel between the realms of life and death. The live broadcast has ended."
"Need 24 hours of rest."
There was silence all around.
Cold rain pattered outside the window.
The night wind howled.
Christina stood aside, unaware that the live broadcast had ended.
She was still waiting for Wu Xiaode to say the next sentence to see how she would match it.
Wu Xiaode fell into deep thought.
Now I understand that it is very difficult to transfer things from the world of death.
So……
What about yourself?
Since he owns the Book of the Dead, he must be inextricably linked to the world of death. Can he afford to travel back and forth between the two worlds in the future?
Will anything happen?
A line of small words in ice crystals then appeared:
"For related questions, please consult the Chixiao Sword Spirit. It is an extremely ancient sword spirit and knows many secrets."
Wu Xiaode called out without thinking: "Chixiao."
"Here." Chixiao Sword Spirit said.
"You see, I am a living person, but I have awakened the power of death... Will this have any impact on me?" Wu Xiaode asked.
"Of course, sooner or later you will become neither human nor ghost, and eventually lose your heart as a living person and become a devil in death."
"But fortunately, you work hard and are recognized by many laws -"
"I see in you the traces of blessings left by many laws."
"You must have greatly satisfied some of their requirements."
"The laws are waiting for you to return somewhere."
"They know everything."
"They will help you solve this problem in the way you agreed with them."
Wu Xiaode was stunned and suddenly understood.
What Chi Xiao is talking about is the battle for the title of the City of Holy Names!
He completed all the requirements of the laws, went deep into the devil's cave, and reached an unknown level.
"Book of the Dead, show me the records at that time." Wu Xiaode said.
He flipped through a few pages in the Book of the Dead and found past information records, which appeared before Wu Xiaode's eyes:
"When you return to the City of Holy Names, you will receive the only title woven by the concerted efforts of all the laws of the city."
Wu Xiaode breathed a sigh of relief.
According to what Chixiao Sword Spirit said, they will help him.
——The laws are waiting for me to go back and give myself the only title!
Now there's only one thing left.
Kill the Bone Dragon!
Wu Xiaode took a look at the Book of the Dead.
"Remaining soul power: 3897851."
More than three million.
During the live broadcast just now, there were some rewards.
So that's the number.
The Sword Immortal spent 3,967,500 points of soul power to kill the demon dragon.
He currently has 3,897,851 soul powers.
Killing the dragon is not enough.
What about the bone-killing dragon?
Which of them is more powerful?
Wu Xiaode raised his hand——
Millions of soul powers gathered on him, but they were not released.
Hundreds of bronze hands emerged from the void, exuding majestic sword energy.
This momentum surpassed Wu Xiaode's cognition, so that insights about swordsmanship continued to form in his mind.
Two lines of small words in ice crystals appeared:
"You begin to discover the deep power of the secret sword technique 'Long Moon Shuying'."
"Your understanding of swordsmanship has deepened."
Wu Xiaode had an additional layer of understanding in his heart.
It turns out that I had only dabbled in it before.
——Only by releasing this million-level soul power to fight can one deeply appreciate the true power of this sword technique!
"How do you draw the sword with your hands?" Chixiao Sword Spirit asked.
"I don't have a sword." Wu Xiaode spread his hands and said.
Sword Spirit said: "You are really...the treasure trove of the bone dragon just now..."
Wu Xiaode patted his head and touched the Holy Treasure Ring on his finger.
suddenly.
Christina patted him and pointed out the window.
Wu Xiaode looked out the window.
I saw a sneaky figure climbing up the church wall and jumping down in embarrassment outside.
——It’s the majestic and just winged man!
He was holding a broken bowl in his hand.
It is the bowl of penance!
Following closely behind him was a nun.
She also jumped off the fence.
The two of them landed on the ground outside the wall and looked back together.
I saw layers of translucent restrictions quietly appearing, rippling in the air like water waves. After a few breaths, they gradually shrank back and went deep into the ground.
"Finally, no restrictions on the underground palace were violated." The nun breathed a sigh of relief.
"Run!" the winged man whispered.
"Give me the bowl before you can leave." The nun stared at him and whispered.
"I've given you 40% of the treasure. We've completed the agreement. This bowl is an inheritance from our holy camp and I can't give it to you." The winged man said in a low voice.
"You have taken 60% of the treasures, but you still want to take this bowl. Isn't it a bit much?" the nun said in a low voice.
The two were in a stalemate for a while.
suddenly.
A bronze hand appeared out of nowhere and knocked on the bowl.
when!
The ban on the bowl is opened.
A huge coffin exuding infinite fluctuations of power crashed onto the ground.
Almost instantly——
The church resounded with the angry roar of the bone dragon:
"Who is it! How dare you sneak into my world, I want you to die!"