Seeing You Wusui's strange behavior, You Yewei and other masters of Youhuan Sect in the VIP table all showed doubts.
You Wu's face was as dark as water, and an unconcealed murderous intent erupted in the entire VIP table, making You Yewei and others feel chilled in their hearts.
"One hundred billion divine stones, I hope you all will give You Mou and Youhuan Sect some face, and give up this Heaven Realm Starry Sky Marrow to the old man!"
You Wusei immediately revealed all the sacred stones on his body, and also revealed his name.
The entire trading house fell into silence. The original bidding price reached more than 100 billion, but Youwu Death instantly increased the price by a thousand times. How could everyone not be stunned.
Moreover, You Wusei even revealed his identity, so it was obvious that he was bound to get the Starry Sky Essence.
Many monks in the trading company who knew the inside story knew that the person who called himself You Mou was not You Yewei, but You Wushu, the ancestor of Youhuan Sect.
This is the old Immortal of Xutian Badaeng. Although he was seriously injured back then, with You Wusui's strength, it is still very easy to kill the monks of Xutian Seventh Clan.
Who dares to provoke such a terrifying existence?
However, ordinary monks don't dare to offend, but there is nothing they dare not offend other sect leaders who are also in the VIP seats of the ten major sects.
"Senior You is joking. The one with the highest price will naturally get this Tianyu Starry Sky Marrow. I will offer one hundred and ten trillion divine stones!"
In the box opposite, there was a burst of flat laughter, and a price that exceeded that of Youwu Death was quoted.
Youwu died violently smashing the desk at hand, staring at the opposite compartment with gloomy eyes, and said coldly: "Junior Zangyue, your Half-Moon Hall Yue Ancestor is not here, what qualifications do you have to talk to me like this?"
As he spoke, the terrifying murderous intention spread instantly, and then the huge trading house trembled violently, and all the surrounding boxes were broken open, revealing the figures of other sect monks in the boxes.
The monks of Half Moon Hall brought by the waning moon are naturally no exception.
Wan Yue Liu frowned slightly, her beautiful eyes fell on You Wu Death, and she was surprised that You Wu Death was so angry.
The monks from the other ten major sects also looked at Youwu Shi with fearful eyes, exuding murderous intent from his body.
All the sect leaders of the ten major sects are here, but none of the ancestors of the sects are here. Only the ancestor of the Youhuan Sect, You Wu Shei, comes to bid for the Heaven Realm Starry Sky Essence.
It can be said that the Youhuan Sect is the biggest bidding rival of the other nine sects in this auction.
Of course, the other nine major sects are not afraid that You Wusei will snatch it away.
If You Wusei dares to act recklessly, the ancestors of the other nine sects will not sit idly by and ignore him, and will immediately go out to deal with You Wusei.
Canyue's beautiful eyes showed no fear, and she said calmly: "The auction is for the highest bidder to win. If Senior You wants to rob it by force, Canyue has nothing to say, but Canyue will truthfully report the matter to Master Yuezu when he returns."
You Wusei frowned slightly, Yue Ancestor was the ancestor of Ban Yue Palace, and You Wusei's serious injury back then was caused by this Yue Ancestor.
Although he was also a strong person at the eighth level of Xutian, Yue Zu was extremely talented and powerful, and he was already a master at the top of Xutian Eighth Level. Therefore, You Wusei was no match for Yue Zu at that time, so he was beaten to death by him.
Seriously injured.
Countless years have passed, but the injuries still remain in You Wusei's body, and Yuezu's strength will only get stronger and stronger.
I really don’t have much confidence in Shang Yue Zu and You Wu Death.
With a cold snort, You Wushi grabbed his right hand and unexpectedly grabbed an old man from the void.
"Sir, why did you capture this villain?" the old man said fearfully.
Just now, this old man was still at the back of the auction. In the blink of an eye, he was unexpectedly caught in the hands of this Nether Death God. What kind of supernatural power is required.
"You are the president of Hongyun Trading Company, right? I can buy a drop of the Starry Sky Essence from this jade bottle for one hundred billion divine stones, right?"
Although You Wusei's words had the meaning of discussion, his tone did not contain any discussion at all, with an unquestionable tone.
The old man nodded quickly and said: "Okay, absolutely okay!"
Youwu dead nodded, threw the old man onto the auction table, and asked him to take out a drop of the Starry Sky Essence.
After receiving a drop of the Tianyu Starry Sky Essence, You Wusei simply paid a hundred billion divine stones, and then drank the Tianyu Starry Sky Essence instantly.
The moment You Wu died opened his eyes, the aura in his body actually swelled a bit. With a long roar, he sent a message to You Ye Wei: "There's a big accident in the sect. Take people back immediately. I'll go first."
Go back!"
With that said, Youwu died and disappeared into the trading house.
You Yewei immediately took many masters from Youhuan Sect and dragged them away one after another.
The behavior of the Youhuan Sect's group naturally aroused doubts and suspicions among many monks in the trading firm.
"Master, You Wusei seems to be in a hurry to go back. Has something happened to Youhuan Sect?" Tong Qimei, who was standing behind Zangyue, asked curiously.
Cangyue shook her head and said: "I don't know either, let's just focus on the remaining starry sky essence!"
Seemingly seeing that Tong Qimei was absent-minded, Canyue asked again: "Qimei, what are you thinking about?"
"Oh? I'm not thinking about anything, let's continue the auction!" Tong Qimei came back to her senses and smiled.
Canyue nodded, but took a deep look at Tong Qimei, and her eyes fell on the auction.
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Zhuo Wen looked at the white-haired old man who sent the signal with cold eyes. He knew that if he really wanted to break through the siege of the Youhuan Sect, he would have to severely injure this old immortal.
Moreover, there is not much time left for him. That Youwu Death must know what happened in Youhuan Sect. If it continues like this, when Youwu Death rushes back, it will be delusional for him, Zhuo Wen, to leave.
"We must kill this old immortal at all costs. Xiao Hei, are you sure?" Zhuo Wen suddenly sent a message to Xiao Hei.
Xiao Hei replied: "I have unleashed all the power of Ziwei Xingjun, and I am sure to severely injure the white-haired old man, but it may be difficult to kill him! And after exploding all the power of Ziwei Xingjun, I will also use up all of it."
All the energy of extreme thunder and extreme fire within the Thunder Fire Sword.”
Zhuo Wen nodded. He knew what Xiao Hei meant. After this outbreak, the Thunder Fire Sword could no longer use the power of Ziwei Xingjun. This meant that all five times specified by Ziwei Xingjun would be used this time.
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"It's okay, I will definitely kill this old immortal! Otherwise we won't be able to leave!"
Zhuo Wen's eyes showed firmness and he glanced at Zhuo Wen, who was not far away and was dressed in black.
If Xiao Hei can kill the white-haired old man, that would be the best. If he can only injure him severely, Zhuo Wen may reveal his true form.
Devouring, only by releasing the true body can the most powerful energy be exerted.
Zhuo Wen, the clone of Shi, has been trained into the True God of Thunder, whose strength is comparable to that of monks from Xu Tian Si Deng.
If his true form is revealed, his strength will be superimposed with the power of Ji Lei True God, and may be comparable to Xutian Liudeng.
If Xiao Hei can really seriously injure the white-haired old man, it is still possible for Zhuo Wen to expose his true body and kill the white-haired old man.
Spreading the wings of the candle dragon, Zhuo Wen dodged most of the attacks while fighting with the surrounding disciples of the Phantom Sect.
Xiao Hei rushed out suddenly and headed directly towards the white-haired old man.
The white-haired old man's mouth was filled with a sneer. In his opinion, the Thunder Fire Sword was indeed powerful, but at most it was on par with him and it was almost impossible to defeat him.
Now the white-haired old man has notified Youwu Death and others who are far away in Zhongyu. As long as Youwu Death arrives in advance, Zhuo Wen and this weird Jianfeng will not be able to escape.
Therefore, what the white-haired old man needs to do now is to delay time.
The white-haired old man held an artifact with a spear and stabbed it suddenly, trying to block the thunder sword.
Click!
But when the long sword collided with the Thunder Fire Sword, the aura of the Thunder Fire Sword instantly increased several times. The terrifying energy of thunder and fire surrounded the sword body, forming a terrifying spiral, and instantly shattered the spear into pieces.
Whoosh!
The thunder-fire sword was as powerful as breaking bamboo, and passed between the white-haired old man's brows in his absent-minded gaze.
Boom!
The white-haired old man's head exploded instantly, and then, behind the white-haired old man, a huge void bridge rose up in the void.
There are nine steps in this virtual sky bridge, seven of which have been lit up, indicating that the white-haired old man has reached the seventh level of the virtual sky.
The vast energy of the Xu Tianqiao shone down, and the white-haired old man's exploded head began to slowly heal.
"Boy, destroy the virtual overpass. I have already exploded all the thunder and fire energy, and now I am almost powerless!" Xiao Hei suddenly said to Zhuo Wen.
Zhuo Wen instantly slashed out his two swords, and a terrifying purple light filled the sky. Then many disciples of the Netherworld Sect who besieged him retreated one after another.
I glanced at Zhuo Wen in black not far away, and Zhuo Wen in black nodded, looked up to the sky and roared.
This sound was like a mountain collapsing, shaking the hearts of all the monks and giving them a feeling of worship in their hearts.
Black-clothed Zhuo Wen no longer concealed himself, and his figure grew larger and larger, eventually turning into a huge thing, like a dark cloud, suspended in the sky above the Youhuan Sect, almost shrouding the entire Star Continent where the Youhuan Sect was located in shadow.
The moment the huge aura was released, countless monks inside and outside the Youhuan Sect felt a sense of fear in their hearts.
This is the natural fear that inferiors have towards superiors, a fear that comes from the heart.
As soon as the true form of Shi appeared, all the monks in Youhuan Sect subconsciously stopped their movements.
As for the white-haired old man, because he was pierced between the eyebrows by the Thunder Fire Sword, his soul was destroyed. Now he is being restored by the energy of the virtual bridge. He is still in an unconscious state, so naturally he cannot feel the horror of the bite.
At this moment, the bite has changed drastically. Thunder is rolling all over the body, mixed with rich magic mist. In the magic mist, a pair of huge blood-colored eyes are revealed, looking like a terrifying giant beast from ancient times.
He glanced at the white-haired old man's Xu Tianqiao indifferently, and then kicked hard, lowered his head and opened his huge mouth, and swallowed the huge Xu Tianqiao across Xu Tian into his belly. With the terrifying devouring power,
It also completely cut off the connection between the white-haired old man and Xu Tianqiao.
Plop!
The white-haired old man suddenly fell to the ground, and then the vortex of murderous intent transformed by the Beginningless Demonic Golden Sword unceremoniously smashed the white-haired old man's body into pieces...