The heavenly sound of the avenue lasts for a long time, and the sky-high price of the strange stone is simple and unpretentious, which makes people addicted. Ye Fan selected this stone, and his words were sonorous and powerful, which spread throughout the island.
Many people were shocked. There was actually a sound coming from this stone, which was inspired by the divine consciousness of Yuantian and resounded throughout the world. It was really amazing and inexplicable.
At this moment, some powerful people spread the word that they wanted to buy this stone at a sky-high price, including people from the Holy Lands, who all tried their best to win over Ye Fan.
Everyone present was surprised. This was indeed a duel of source arts. Both geniuses chose shocking stones.
"There will definitely be something extraordinary cut out, and there will actually be a mysterious sound from the sky."
"Could it be that it is an ancient scripture? It is rumored that the Taihuang Jing of the Great Xia Dynasty was cut out of stone."
"The avenue is boundless, lofty and profound, making people have the urge to sink in."
"Maybe it will be a fairy scripture."
No one remained calm, they were all amazed and watching closely.
"Brother, if you get something good this time, don't forget us bad old guys." A group of old people looked at each other eagerly and held their hands in excitement.
They reasoned that something shocking would probably appear. If it were really an ancient scripture, it would cause a huge commotion and make all the holy places unable to sit still.
If it weren't for an old man with jade-like skin sitting cross-legged under the ancient tree in the center of the island, someone might have already snatched these two stones.
"Cut the stone, cut the stone quickly!"
Many people shouted, hoping to know immediately what unique and rare treasure had been discovered.
The faces of the Ji family were extremely ugly. These two stones were too precious. It would really make them feel distressed if they were to find a stunning treasure.
After selecting such a stone, Li Heishui finally breathed a sigh of relief and felt that it was probably comparable to the dragon's head stone.
Wu Ziming sneered and said: "What rare treasure is better than a real dragon? Even if you cut out a rare artifact, you will inevitably lose it and give it to Brother Tuoba."
"Yes, this is tantamount to giving a big gift to Brother Tuoba." Li Chongtian also sneered.
"Cut the stone!" Li Heishui ignored them and only spat out these two words. Now he could only cut the stone to decide the outcome.
At this moment, everyone is very nervous and paying attention, waiting for the powerful treasures in the Dragon Head Stone and Xianyin Stone to be released.
After a short period of commotion, the island calmed down, the birds were silent, and the sound of falling flowers could be clearly heard.
"You come first." Ye Fan made a gesture of invitation.
Tuoba Chang, a man in brocade clothes, did not speak, but took out a five-color animal skin bag with more than a dozen sharp knives in different shapes.
The ancient family of Origin Technique was very particular about using different knives to cut different Origin Stones. Tuoba Chang took out a silver dragon knife with a little sparkle and held it in his hand.
"Click!"
With the first sword strike, he cut off the dragon's horn, and with a single stroke, it turned into a piece of stone powder, with nothing inside.
"Crack!"
The sound was endless, Tuoba Chang kept lowering the knife, his movements were light and graceful. It didn't look like he was moving the knife, but like he was dancing with his fingers. His technique was almost Taoist and full of beauty.
It can also be seen from all these details that Tuoba Chang has a profound attainment in the field of Origin Art and has a sense of shortcuts.
The dragon scales were like flowers, flying in pieces, falling to the ground with a rustling sound. One third of the huge dragon head was cut off, and a thick layer of stone chips accumulated on the ground.
At this moment, it was extremely quiet, no one dared to disturb, everyone watched with bated breath.
Tuoba Chang concentrated his whole body, his silver sword was like a dragon, and the world was silent. Only he danced with the silver sword, as if he was playing a piece of music.
Time passed slowly, and his movements became slower and slower, and more and more gentle, for fear of breaking the peace and destroying the sacred object in the dragon's head.
Everyone's nerves were tense, and they were almost suffocating. Their eyes were fixed on the center of the field, and Tuoba Chang in Jinyi became the absolute focus.
"Ding!"
A crisp sound, like a dragon roaring for nine days, echoed in everyone's ears. The silver knife was put away and hung in the air, and a mysterious aura spread out.
"Dragon energy, dragon energy rushed out",
Many people opened their eyes wide, and there were wisps of dragon-shaped gas leaking out of the cut dragon head, which was very strange.
"You guys, you guys are finished. This stone will definitely cut out something that will shock the world." Wu Ziming sneered and glanced at Li Heishui.
"Brush", "Brush", "Brush"...
Tuoba Chang's sword was flying like flying, and he suddenly accelerated his speed, his rhythm increased, and stone chips were flying like snow.
"Ding"
When the last soft sound came out, the dragon's head stone as big as a millstone was completely carved open, and apart from a dust of stone powder, only a ball as big as the mouth of a bowl was removed.
It was dark green in color and had no brilliance, but it was filled with dragon energy, and something seemed to be breaking out of its shell.
"This is........., Dragon Ball?!"
"Yes, it looks very much like a dragon ball. It is a soul treasure born from heaven and earth."
"There may be a true dragon inside, which was born from the harmony between heaven and earth!"
The island suddenly boiled, and everyone looked excited. Only the Ji family did not smile, and looked solemn.
"Hurry up, I can't wait any longer. Let's cut out the rare treasures."
"I am eager to see the baby dragon born."
Everyone urged, even the prince of Daxia and the little nun in white lost their reserve and squeezed to the front, as did An Miaoyi, Jin Chixiao and others. Tuoba Chang held the dragon ball in his hand and did not continue cutting, turning back.
He looked at Ye Fan and said, "It's your turn."
Ye Fan didn't have any unnecessary words. The light flashed in his hand, and there was a small black engraving about an inch long, which he held between his fingers.
"Then go... black gold engraving with dragon pattern!"
"It's the Holy Spirit Sword cut from the Nine-Aperture Stone Man!"
Everyone was dumbfounded. This was too extravagant. Ye Fan wanted this holy sword to cut stones.
"I passed..." Many people were completely speechless.
Wu Ziming mocked: "What's there to show off? Nothing will be cut out by then. I'm waiting to see what he looks like."
The dragon-patterned black gold Holy Spirit Sword was as crystal clear as black jade, and was made naturally. It was held by Ye Fan between his two fingers, and he kept swiping on the Xianyin Stone, causing the stone skin to fly off.
He cut the stone at this moment to prevent accidents. The last time he cut the stone with nine orifices, it was very dangerous. If he didn't retreat in time, he would be penetrated.
Purple light shone in Ye Ni's eyes, turning into two beams of light and falling on the Xianyin Stone. The dragon-patterned black gold Holy Spirit Sword moved with the two purple lights, slashing quickly.
A long and wonderful sound suddenly sounded, coming from the stone, and everyone was looking forward to it, wanting to see what would happen.
Ye Fan's movements are very light and agile, and also have a sense of beauty, like a living piece of music beating. The dragon-patterned black gold Holy Spirit Sword turns into a black dragon, coiling and flying.
"What exactly will it be? Can it be compared to Dragon Ball?"
"Is it really an ancient scripture?"
"Silence!"
There was no noise, and the island was exceptionally quiet. At some point, the guardian of the sacred stone garden, the old man, held up a curtain of light one by one, as if he was afraid that some rare treasures would escape.
"Ding dong"
A pleasant sound came out, and Ye Fan swung his small black sword violently, causing stone chips to fly, and the Xianyin Stone was completely cut open.
A jade cocoon appeared, as big as a fist, shining brightly, and it was unknown what was inside.
"Another one, the little black cocoon came out with the Holy Spirit Sword last time, what will it be this time?"
Suddenly, a wonderful sound sounded, not the sound of heaven, but the intoxicating celestial music that made people feel like sinking.
When Ye Fan held the jade cocoon in his hand, the fairy music stopped and the world became peaceful.
Outside the stadium, there was a cry of exclamation, and just now many people had lost their minds.
At this moment, everyone had a tacit understanding, the younger generation stepped back, and a group of bad old men stepped forward, ready to take action at any time.
Because, it is very likely that something unusual will appear. In order to prevent accidents, the senior figures are ready to join forces to suppress it.
"You come first," Ye Fan signaled.
Tuoba Chang didn't say anything. He carefully lowered his silver knife towards the dragon bead, and the dark blue stone bead split open.
"boom",
A powerful aura rushed out, making people's hearts tremble, and the power of the dragon was terrifying!
"Dragon, I saw a dragon!"
"A real dragon flew out!"
Many people shouted, all in shock, staring at the field, almost forgetting to breathe.
A dragon more than half a meter long rushed out of the stone beads and flew in the air. The power of the dragon was overflowing, which was very shocking.
"No, it's made of dragon energy, not a real dragon."
After calming down, people saw clearly that the little dragon was not its true form.
The dragon ball was broken and empty inside, and Tuoba Chang's face was filled with disappointment.
"What a pity, there is only a wisp of dragon energy and nothing else."
"This is just an essence generated by the heaven and earth. It has the shape of a dragon. It is not the energy of a real dragon."
Many people shook their heads, it was far from their expectations, the gap was too big, and many people sighed.
"Why is this happening?" Wu Ziming clenched his fists.
Li Chongtian was also extremely disappointed and stamped his feet violently.
"Haha..." Only Li Heishui shook his head and laughed, which made Wu Ziming and others turn pale.
"The true dragon will not come to this world. It is a pity that this stone bead cannot give birth to a true dragon in this world. If there is a fairy world, there is no doubt that when the time comes, this bead will transform into a true dragon."
The old man who guarded the stone garden of the Ji family said these words and then stopped.
The dragon energy was about to disperse and disappear between heaven and earth. Prince Daxia rushed over in one step, very excited, and said: "I want this dragon energy, ten thousand kilograms of it!"
He raised his hand to confine the space and restrained the dragon energy.
Everyone showed a strange look. The Heroes Dynasty inherited the Taihuang Sutra, which records the holy art of attack - one-one emperor's dragon energy.
If he wants to achieve this, in addition to his unique talents, he also has some secrets. I think this dragon energy will be of great benefit to him.
Tuoba Chang nodded without saying anything. He spent 100,000 kilograms of money to buy the dragon head stone, but he didn't get a unique and rare piece of it. This was a blow to him.
The Yuantian Baolun reflected the real dragon in the stone, but the result was just as Ye Fan said, the dream was in vain.
Tuoba Chang stood quietly without any expression.
It was Ye Fan's turn to cut the jade cocoon, he did not hesitate, stepped back, waved the small black sword, and cut the jade bi with a clang.
"Ding dong..."
Fairy music sounded, dazzling, and the center of the field was so bright that it made people's hearts sway, as if there was some magical power that made people sink.
"This is Xian Linglong, what a pity," an old voice said full of regret, but almost no one heard it.