socalfunplaces Chapter 182
Chapter 182
Hearing Han Li's words.
Mo Yuanzi on the side was numb.
I saw sweat on his forehead, and the whole person turned around mechanically and stiffly.
"What...what?"
"Destroyed the holy land's Taoist lineage? What a joke!"
Mo Yuanzi was so shocked that he couldn't control his tone.
At the same time.
His heart was even more turbulent.
You have to know why Mo Yuanzi practiced for thousands of years, wasn't it just to have a chance to survive the great catastrophe of the true saint and transcend from then on?
But in his eyes, the supreme saints who were supreme and high above...
actually fell?
No!
Not just falling, but directly cutting off the Taoist lineage, auctioning off their own origin, and their own skills becoming the collection of other forces!
Such an end is terrifying just thinking about it.
It has to be said.
This scene shocked Mo Yuanzi as much as telling him that all the holy places in the Beidou domain were finished!
However, there was not even a saint in the spiritual cultivation world today!
Mo Yuanzi panicked.
After practicing Taoism till now, he finally realized once again the prophecy of the cultivation world that had been circulating for hundreds of thousands of years.
"If you don't become a saint, you can't do anything!"
He murmured, and his mood changed instantly.
At the same time.
In the private room next door, in the No. 1 room of Tianzi, the people of the Gongsun clan broke their defenses at this moment!
The great calamity of the Centaur domain has arrived, and it was thought that only saints could solve the situation in the chaos.
But who would have thought?
At this moment, the Good Fortune Auction House actually took out a saint's skill as the finale auction item?
It is no exaggeration to say.
Just this auction item is much more valuable than the blood of the Origin God King.
Otherwise...
Gongsun Xiao's eyebrows revealed a crazy look.
Since that young man dared to say that he would go bankrupt just for a chance!
Why wouldn't he dare?
Anyway, the turmoil is coming. If he doesn't fight now while he has the money, he will have no chance to fight in the future!
In the private room of the Ten Thousand Star Alliance.
The Seven Killing Star Lord was completely moved!
As one of the most powerful people in the Ten Thousand Star Alliance, he clearly understood what a holy-level technique represented?
"The Great Dao!"
"Origin!"
"Supreme!"
The more the Seven Killing Star Lord spoke, the more excited he became.
At the end of the conversation, he couldn't help but stand up from his chair!
He has been immersed in the path of quasi-saints for many years. In terms of seniority, he is definitely one of the oldest quasi-saints in the entire Beidou Domain.
He has also taken many life-extending treasures!
He has reached a certain limit in his understanding of the rules of the Great Dao...
But!
Qi Sha still had no confidence in the Great Tribulation of True Sainthood.
On the one hand, Qi Sha lived up to his name. The sins he committed in his life were horrible, and the difficulty of his Great Tribulation of True Sainthood was unimaginable!
On the other hand, Qi Sha had practiced for more than ten thousand years, but he knew nothing about the true origin perception.
After all...
The reputation of the Ten Thousand Star Alliance in the Beidou Domain was about the same as that of a rat in the sewer.
Even though the Ten Thousand Star Alliance had dealings with many forces in secret, Qi Sha had been able to collect very little information involving the highest intelligence over the years.
Exchange of interests?
Qi Sha was just a quasi-saint, how could he move a saint!
Forced coercion?
Although the Ten Thousand Star Alliance had a nominal leader in the Saint Realm, that person was either in seclusion or in seclusion!
He still had thousands of years of life left, but his life path had long been cut off.
Until this moment.
Until he saw the supreme fortune.
Qi Sha went completely crazy.
Saint's Art!
Although Qi Sha was brutal and killed countless people, he did have the capital to be proud.
Ten thousand years ago, he was the top genius in Beidou Domain.
As long as he could get this saint's art, even if he had to give up all his cultivation to practice again, he was confident that he could reach the peak again within five hundred years!
As for the remaining hundreds of years...
It was enough for him to comprehend the mystery of the origin!
"Mine, all mine!"
"I want this art, and anyone who stands in my way will die!"
Qi Sha could no longer suppress his restlessness and fell into madness!
At this moment.
The cultivators present were of all ranks and positions.
The only thing left was the covetousness for the saint-level art!
Or it should not be called coveting, but the desire of the cultivators for the great way...
It was at this time.
Liu Ruyan broke the news again!
After hearing everyone's discussion, Liu Ruyan's smile became more obvious.
She raised her bare hands and gently covered her face before speaking.
She seemed to be amused by everyone's comments.
"Saint's technique?"
"Although this technique is only saint-level, it comes from the Perfect World, a supremeThe inheritance of the palace!"
"In addition, the reason why this technique can be the finale of the auction is because of its special nature..."
When Liu Ruyan wanted to continue, she suddenly frowned and stopped.
Nothing else.
At this moment, countless cultivators in the auction hall have gone completely crazy!
"Is it the saint-level technique created by the Supreme? Is this the real fortune?" Wu Qi of the Demon King Palace murmured to himself!
"Supreme! The saintly method of the Supreme!" Meng Huan, the master of Xutian Dao, only felt a dry mouth!
"Impossible, absolutely impossible! If this is true, how could this technique fall into my Dark Sky World? "Dragon Clan Ao Jiutian shook his head repeatedly, unable to believe it.
"..."
The Saint-level technique is already an invincible technique!
What's more, this technique is actually the inheritance of a supreme force?
That is to say...
The grade of this technique is far more than the Saint Realm!
In the No. 8 private room of Tianzi.
After a series of repeated jumps, the Holy Son of Yaoguang Holy Land still failed to switch to the demon clan.
Long Yin is no exception!
As for those disciples who were captured, Long Yin easily evaded them with the reason that the illusion disturbed their minds.
But at this moment.
When Liu Ruyan said that the technique When the source of the law.
Not to mention Yao Fengxing, even Long Yin, the veteran quasi-saint half-demon, was stunned.
Above the saint is the saint king, and the top of the saint king is the supreme!
What is the supreme?
The master of a star field!
For example, the master of the Beidou star field is called the Beidou Supreme.
The same saint-level technique.
Which one is more promising, the one created by a saint, or the one created by a supreme is more advanced?
Perhaps their grades are both saint-level.
But the difference between them can be easily distinguished even by a junior who has just practiced Taoism!
"Senior Long...!"
"That fairy Liu is not lying to us! "
Yao Fengxing spoke softly, with a tone of inexplicable panic and surprise.
Supreme Hall...
Can it be called this, except for the inheritance of a supreme power, what else can be fake?
Impossible!
But, because of this.
Wouldn't the preciousness of this technique be increased several times in an instant?
And at this moment, Long Yin was completely lost in thought.
She couldn't believe that this technique really came from a supreme dojo.
But the many mysteries permeating it, even if it was just the breath of inheritance on a technique, contained the supreme truth.
"Supreme inheritance?"
"There is no mistake, this is the inheritance of the saint of a supreme power! "
Long Yin spoke softly.
Instantly.
Countless cultivators in the auction hall heard her voice.
Yes.
At this moment, Long Yin was expressing his true feelings. Naturally, he would not deliberately suppress his voice when he sighed.
So, another frenzy of noise was set off.
Instantly!
Countless cultivators in the auction hall were shocked!
In the booth on the second floor.
Feng Xiaoxiao, the son of the Holy Land of Yuntian, could not help swallowing his saliva.
As we all know, even if you are a son of a saint, not everyone has the opportunity to practice the saint's law!
But.
The current technique is a serious saint's inheritance!
It comes from a supreme force...
Feng Xiaoxiao was numb.
"Six hundred years after the son of Yuntian, the clown turned out to be me?"