At this moment, the city is crowded with people, and many tyrannical atmospheres intersect here.
Today's Sunset City can be described as a real gathering of storms.
The ancient ruins appeared, where Ye's family was located, and the ground of 'Mingyue City' was torn apart. A huge crack was formed in the entire ancient city from south to north, and it was bottomless.
The Ye family moved away and Mingyue City became a ruin. It was full of crises four times and no one dared to stay anywhere.
Sunset City is the closest to the previous Mingyue City. Hundreds of miles outside the city, you can see the edge of the earth that was torn apart by the appearance of the ruins.
At this moment, almost all the powerful men from all the major forces gathered in Sunset City.
On this day, Mo Wangchen arrived. He concealed his aura and walked in Sunset City, like an ordinary person, inconspicuous.
"Leng Yun, the Holy Son of Heavenly Martial Arts..."
Ahead, on the street, there was a young man dressed in white and holding a folding fan. He looked in his mid-twenties, majestic and majestic, with a faint holy light surrounding him.
Mo Wangchen did not come closer, but saw the other party from a distance.
In the city, there are many strong men from various major forces, and everyone has a strong aura. In addition, there are also many geniuses of the younger generation who have arrived here.
I'm afraid not only Leng Yun, but some of the saints from the ten holy places should also have arrived.
"Boom!"
Suddenly, the sound of explosions echoed loudly, and in the endless sky, two figures collided together. The battle was earth-shattering, and the void seemed to be destroyed, which was frightening.
“Tang Yongming from the Tang family!”
The crowd exclaimed as they recognized one of them, and it turned out to be Tang Yongming, the son of the contemporary Holy Master of the Guwu Tang Family!
"Tang Yongming is a cultivator in the True Immortal Realm. His strength is comparable to that of one of the saints. Who is the other person who can actually compete with him?"
Everyone was astonished. High in the sky, strong winds suddenly surged. Those strong winds were like endless sharp blades, cutting through the void, and terrifying cracks in the void emerged.
"Law of Wind, that person is Nie Lin of Tianji Mansion, the Holy Son of Tianji!"
People exclaimed, the wind roared like a terrible storm of swords, and everyone's expression changed. This is the law of Tianji's body.
"Now, before all parties have officially entered the ancient ruins, two geniuses at the level of the Holy Son are fighting here. I'm afraid there will be no peace in Sunset City for a while."
Amid the discussion among the people, in the sky, the two proud men were fighting farther and farther away. In an instant, they rushed out of the city and continued to fight.
Many people came out to catch a glimpse of the fighting between the two sides, but some people stayed put, as if they were used to such a scene.
This is indeed the case. In the past few days, more and more powerful people and geniuses of the younger generation have arrived. The major forces of all parties have inherited their heritage from ancient times. For thousands of years, there have been many disputes. Now they meet.
, a war is inevitable.
But everyone knows that for the sake of the desolate power in the ancient ruins, the Holy Lands and the ancient martial arts families have invited many powerful magic weapons, and masters from the older generation have also arrived, so even if there is a fight, it will not be a life and death battle.
, after all, both parties have a background here, and no one dares to touch the bad luck.
Mo Wangchen stayed alone in the city for three days and did not move rashly.
During these three days, some holy places frequently inspected the ancient ruins outside the city, but no one dared to go deep inside.
After all, it is a relic handed down from ancient times, and it is full of dangers. Even an entity like the Holy Land would not dare to act rashly until it is thoroughly investigated.
During these three days, Mo Wangchen saw many acquaintances arriving. Fang Han and the great elder Fang Shuchou led a group of Fang family masters to arrive, but Fang Yuan did not appear.
But people also know that this kind of Holy Lord-level power must have arrived, but they just didn't show up.
"Someone in the city has taken back the Stone of Desolation. It is being auctioned now. Go and have a look."
On this day, Mo Wangchen was walking on the street and heard such news, and couldn't help but be attracted by it.
As the crowd moved, he soon came to a place similar to a market, where many people set up stalls and sold some unknown magic weapons.
Among them, not far away, a crowd gathered around, and there was a lot of noise, and it seemed that the discussion was a little heated.
"Senior, is this really a barren stone?"
Among the crowd, a middle-aged man stood up and pointed at a black stone only the size of a thumb on the stall. Others also had bright eyes and curious hearts.
The stall owner was an old man who was half a century old, dressed in black robes, and looked like a casual cultivator, but his cultivation should not be underestimated. He smiled and said, "Of course, the people in Wangxian Pavilion used the soldiers of the holy way yesterday.
A gap was created in front of the ancient ruins, and this stone flew out at that time and was obtained by me."
"There is actually a barren stone in the ancient ruins?!"
"No wonder it is said that the power of desolation inside is as dense as mist. It turns out that there are stones of desolation all there!"
The crowd was in commotion, as if they had learned some shocking secret.
"The power of desolation is nothing more than used to repair magic weapons. It is rare in this world. And if the power of desolation contained in my stone of desolation is extracted in its entirety, it will amount to half a catty. It can repair a piece of magic weapon.
All the half-damaged immortal weapons have been repaired!"
The old man in black robe paused slightly, and then continued, "I have no damaged treasures on my body, so this desolate stone is of no use to me. I will auction it off and exchange it for an immortal stone. The bidding starts at 50 million."
"Fifty million?"
Suddenly someone was unhappy and stood up to retort, "Even a perfect quasi-immortal weapon is only worth tens of millions of immortal stones. Isn't it too much to add a barren stone the size of your thumb to the sky like this?"
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The old man looked at it and said disdainfully, "Throughout ancient times to the present, there are probably many broken soldiers of the Holy Path accumulated in the major holy places. Those are the ancestral weapons of our human race. Isn't it comparable to ordinary immortal weapons?
All the holy places and ancient martial arts families come here to seize the power of desolation. They just want to use it to repair the weapons of the holy way. Who will use it to repair the immortal weapons?"
"If you want to repair the soldiers of the holy way, this desolate power is indispensable. Fifty million is already very generous. If you want to buy it, just bring the immortal stone. If you just come to watch the fun, please give it to the people behind you.
, maybe someone is already moved?"
"The human race's ancestral weapon is so powerful. Even if it is only slightly damaged, it will require a lot of desolate power to repair it. Your desolate stone is too small, how much can it be repaired?" Someone frowned.
"The power of desolation has a price but no market, but among the major forces, there are many fairy stones. If you think it is not cost-effective, there are people who want to buy it, so make way for it." The old man finished his words and stopped talking.
Sure enough, soon, someone couldn't hold it any longer and stood up.
"I, Zhou Yan, am the great elder of the Sun and Moon Temple. I am willing to give you 50 million immortal stones in exchange for this desolate stone!"
As soon as these words came out, many people were surprised. The Sun and Moon Temple is worthy of being one of the top ten holy places, with a remarkable foundation, and 50 million immortal stones can be taken out at any time.