Chapter 1329

The speaker is at the end of the conversation. In his wing 7, a layer of prohibition is set up, which can isolate other people's thoughts and cover them.

Even the eight great owls in the supreme realm can feel what is in the end of the conversation.

"I remember the four people who came in just now. Two are five giant owls, and the other is a man and a woman. It seems that their strength is not very high."

Zhou Lingwen thought a little and recalled it slowly.

What's in wing 3? Everyone in the room knows. After all, many people noticed when Xiao Naihe and Li Chaoyin had a conflict just now.

"Ah? I remember, the two five giant owls don't have to look. As for the other one, a man and a woman, the man doesn't have any divine power fluctuation, either a cultivation has reached the eight levels of subtle entry, or he is just an ordinary mortal."

At the end of the talk, ran waved his hand and said with a smile, "the eight fold realm can enter the country slightly, so that the Qi machine is restrained without fluctuation. However, it is certainly not the eight fold realm. With the current number of people here, there is no need to hide any forces. It should be an ordinary person."

"As for the other woman, although her strength is not strong, I always feel that there is a fluctuation in her divine power no less than mine. If I guessed correctly, it should be a creator who deliberately blocked his own Qi mechanism so that no one can feel it."

When talking at the end of Ran's speech, there are all kinds of calculations in his tone.

If you are not a creator, how can you call the price of 10 billion fairy crystals at one breath? Even some creators don't have such details.

"The next treasure is a top-grade bone Liquan pen. It is the magic weapon that huangquan emperor sealed his three souls before he died."

Meng Li's voice spread again.

In front of the crowd, a magic pen full of golden brilliance appeared on the crystal table.

"Huangquan emperor?"

Nalan Rong's tone was suddenly shocked, and his eyes showed a trace of surprise.

Xiao Naihe was surprised that this excellent disciple in the divine world would have this emotion towards a dead person in the 3300 world.

"The yellow spring emperor, was it the yellow spring emperor who impacted the unity of origin and origin and was finally burned by the sky fire?"

Nalanjong said.

"It should be."

Xiao Naihe nodded and reached the nine levels of the supreme realm, that is, the number of one yuan. As the existence of the peak in the supreme realm, it can also be regarded as the existence of the peak in the divine world.

Even the Huoluo king is also the existence of the nine levels of the supreme realm. The huangquan emperor and the Huoluo king are the same characters and belong to the peak realm of the supreme realm.

In the supreme realm, there is the unity of origin, which is also the highest realm of North and South clothing in the previous life.

At the beginning, beinanyi stepped into the unity of origin, broke through the shackles of the supreme realm, and became the first person in the demon world and many experts in the nine war divine world.

However, only Xiao Naihe knows the hardships. If he gives him a chance to impact the eight or even nine aspects of the supreme realm, he still has a lot of hope.

But if we let Xiao Naihe impact the unity of origin again, it is not a matter of experience.

Even the yellow spring emperor, the nine peaks of the supreme realm, was burned by the sky fire at this level. Once he failed, he immediately turned into ashes.

The king of Huoluo has achieved nine peaks since ancient times. For nearly ten thousand years, the king of Huoluo has not been successful. It can be seen how mysterious and difficult the unity of origin is.

"Not to mention these, the huangquan emperor sealed the three souls in the magic pen. If it is refined into a spirit, it can definitely be equivalent to a top-quality eighth class Taoist instrument, or even ninth class."

Xiao shook his head and suddenly said.

Although these three souls are only the weakest souls of the yellow spring emperor, any soul left by a nine heavy giant owl can be compared with the most precious eighth class treasures in the world.

For a moment, everyone present was a fierce move in their hearts, as if they were going to rob the past.

"If I can get the Liquan pen of the corpse of the yellow spring emperor and refine the soul into the spirit of the sin devil monument, this Taoist instrument will change immediately. As soon as this thing comes out, there will be more people to rob. I still want to fight for the fire. I'd better not do it first."

Xiao Naihe measured it around. Although the corpse bone Liquan pen is valuable, it doesn't play much role for Xiao Naihe if it's valuable.

He already had the guilty devil tablet in his hand. Now he got the purple flame, which was enough to restore the devil tablet to 70% of the strength of that year. The soul of the corpse bone Liquan pen can only be regarded as the icing on the cake. It is not a treasure Xiao had to get.

"This corpse bone Lequan pen has a reserve price of 5 billion cents..."

"Ten billion!"

Meng Li's words haven't spoken yet. Zhang Yunxiao even called out. He looked at the bone Lequan pen at the bottom. His tone was very ferocious. It seemed that if someone wanted to bargain with him, he wanted to fight with him.

However, although Zhang Yunxiao is a creator of the supreme realm, he is not just a creator here.

"12 billion fairy crystals."

The bidder is a female voice.

Xiao Naihe raised his eyebrows, and a strange expression suddenly appeared on his face.

"Is this the way of heaven?"

"It's really rich and powerful."

"Although 12 billion is right, Tiandao girl, I also like this corpse bone Lequan pen very much. If you are willing to give it to me, I am willing to make friends with you! 15 billion!"

At the end of the conversation, ran smiled and showed his demeanor in his tone. Compared with the ferocity when talking about Xiao Naihe just now, I don't know how much it should be normal.

15 billion?

As soon as the price came out, someone slowly withdrew.

"This is the tan Mo ran elder of the Dan court. I've heard of you, but I also want this corpse bone Lequan pen. Miss Tiandao and Tan elder, forgive me, 16 billion!"

Liu Haisheng suddenly shouted.

In this inner hall, there are several known creators, including Liu Haisheng, Taoist priest Jiang Zhuo, Su Bo, as well as Tan Muran, Zhou Lingwen and tiandaotong.

As for Xiao Naihe and Nalan Rong, the former was completely calculated by no one, but Nalan Rong was already felt by Mo ran and elder sister Huang.

"17 billion!" said Taoist Jiang Zhuo with a slight pause. "Liu Haisheng, the soul of the yellow spring emperor, I'm sure to get it."

"18 billion, Liu Haisheng, Taoist priest Jiang Zhuo, don't say more. I want this." Su Bo, the creator, suddenly drank.

At this time, only the creator was robbing the treasure in the whole inner hall.