Chapter 1459

At the end of a thrilling auction, the scene was filled with sorrow. Ye Chen was especially valued. After thousands of peeps, the divine consciousness swept in. In order to break his identity, it was not a success.

This also includes the great saints of the Protoss. Their peeping divinity is not covered up at all. The protoss have lost so much face, but they don't know who they are.

Ye Chen is staring at all over his hair and wants to turn his head and go. But the problem is that the small tripod he has won can't be taken away until the auction is over, and he has to wait honestly.

To his delight, Zhou Tian evolution is still very competitive. As long as he does not disclose the opportunity without authorization, it is not even the grand sage level. Even the general emperor to be is embarrassed to break his identity.

On the stage, the old man with crane hair, who presided over the auction, took out the small magic tripod, turned his hand and took out another thing.

This is a red killing sword. Although it is sealed, the sound of the sword is frightening. The overflowing sword Qi is cold and dead. Once the seal is untied, its power will be destroyed.

At this time, the eyes of all the people present were attracted away, and their eyes were bright, especially the old folks. Their breath became short. It seemed that they recognized the red sword and knew that the killing sword was extraordinary.

"Ancestor, what's the origin of that sword?" The young monks, who did not know the so-called, looked at their elders one after another. Their faces turned white, and they were frightened by the red sword and the whole body was sweating.

"Heavenly remnant sword." The old folks are not stingy to introduce, "its predecessor is a sword of the emperor to be. According to the ancient legend, it can't drink more than one emperor Zhun's blood."

"It's... So scary." The young monk trembled and his face turned pale.

"The ancient city of Donghuang is so bold that it even auctions swords of this level." "It seems that we have come to the right place."

"Its name is Tianchan, and it's a sword of great saint level." In the discussion, the old man with crane hair opened his mouth and hung the red sword in the air. "It was cast by the red Lian Xian gold, with a reserve price of 5 million yuan stone."

The old man with Hefa's voice fell, and it was convenient for someone to bid. He was a great saint. He added five million yuan stones in one breath. His tone was dignified. He was determined to win the red sword.

However, he was not the only one who could see that the sword was extraordinary that day. Many of the grand saints present at the scene were all people with fierce vision. How could they give up easily and bid one after another.

As a result, after only a few seconds, a fairy sword was sold at a high price of 50 million yuan. Even the gods of many holy places also participated in the auction, which was extremely hot.

Here, ye Chen sits quietly and stares at the immortal sword. He can see that the cruel and domineering power of that day is not comparable to his Chixiao. The Dageng sword is too fierce.

However, he didn't participate in the bidding, not because he didn't want to. After he took the little magic tripod, he had no money. On that day, there was no more than 90 million yuan that could not be won.

"If you want, I can help you!" Dan Zun Dian Ya room, red dust snow smile transmission.

"Forget it." Ye Chen gently shakes his head, "my Ding is good, greedy is not a good thing."

"I remember you, but not so." Red dust snow a hand to hold chin, you smile to pass a sound, "I remember, ye Chen for the baby, is determined not to face."

"You're energetic, you're not." Ye Chen glanced at the top, and the black lines on his forehead were scurrying.

"Bang." Red dust snow does not agree, "this is you do not want, don't blame me not to borrow."

"It's no use talking about it." Ye Chen immediately changed the topic, "I heard that the last item of the auction in Donghuang ancient city is an ancient treasure map. You can know this before you come."

"I've heard it too. I don't know if it's true or not." Red dust snow shrugged jade shoulder, "but even if it's a treasure map, it seems that it has nothing to do with us. Every 800 million or so, I didn't think about it."

"I see." Ye Chen faintly one voice, said also tiny can not check a glance at the Shenzu, the Phoenix clan and the demon clan's elegant room, there are these three giant Qing in, no one competes to go.

"Little friend, could you come to the back hall and have a talk?" All of a sudden, a vague word came into his ears. He couldn't find its source. He only knew that the words were gentle and he was an old man.

Ye Chen frowned slightly. He glanced at the people present and the old man with crane hair who presided over the auction. He was sure that he was not them. He must be an old man of Donghuang ancient city.

After hesitating for two or three seconds, he finally got up, bypassed the meeting hall and went straight to the back hall.

The guard of the back hall didn't stop him. He stepped into a light door.

At first sight, it is a quiet garden full of green bamboos and exotic flowers and grasses. A small world is like a paradise on earth.

In the depths of bamboo, he saw a one armed old man in plain clothes sitting at a stone table cooking tea, just like an amiable grandfather, but actually an emperor to be.

"Come and have a seat, little one." With a gentle smile, the one armed old man poured a cup of tea for ye Chen's younger generation, "taste the tea cooked by Laolao."

"I don't know why the elder called the younger generation." Ye Chen sits down and sips a sip of tea, tentatively looking at the one armed old man. The tea is plain, just like his return to nature.

"Who are you One armed old man smiles and looks at Ye Chen kindly and gently."My ancestors." Ye Chen immediately responded, and the secret way was the same as his own guess. This one armed old man was not an ordinary emperor to be. He must have seen his true face, and then he was called.

"The six Taoist schools have produced a holy body." The old man with one arm chuckles, and his eyes are filled with memories of the vicissitudes of life. In addition to these expressions, there are also some comforts.

"Do you know my ancestors?" Ye Chen grinned and looked at the one armed old man again.

"My arm was cut off by your ancestors." The one armed old man looked at his left arm.

"I was killed by my ancestors?" Ye Chen Leng, a time did not respond.

"In the past, if it had not been for the old man holding the Imperial Army, most of them would have been dead." One armed old man shakes his head and smiles.

"Jidao emperor soldiers?" Ye Chen almost urinated. An emperor to be had his arms cut off. How terrible is the fighting power of the six ways? Is it difficult to get through the gods?

"Jidao emperor's soldiers, how they exist, have been beaten and broken by the six ancestors of your family." The old man with one arm laughs with ancient awe. He is to the emperor's soldiers, but also to the six ways.

"The emperor's soldiers were beaten to pieces." Ye Chen swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and then subconsciously pointed to the ethereal nothingness, "the emperor soldiers in the mouth of predecessors are the broken silver sword?"

"Exactly." The old man with one arm breathed a deep breath, and the awe in his eyes was more powerful.

"I'm a good girl." Ye Chen licked and licked the dry lips, which did not listen to do not know, a listen scared a jump! The future of their own in the end is how fierce, the emperor's soldiers are capable.

"People all say that God of war Xingtian is the first person under the great emperor. I can see that if the God of war is still alive, he may not be able to fight six ways." The one armed old man was frightened.

"There's no denying that I... my ancestors had a big... Big temper." Ye Chen subconsciously wiped a cold sweat, some not calm, only feel chilly all over the body.

He had some doubts about the purpose of the one armed old man calling him. He cut off an arm and broke the emperor's army. This is hatred! Can't find six, is he looking for his younger generation to vent his anger?

He could not help but have a kind of impulse to turn around and run away, but soon it was dispelled. This is the ancient city of Donghuang, which was suppressed by the emperor and soldiers. With his moral conduct, he could not escape.

At the moment, he still has some regrets in his heart. He should ask him in advance, and he should not recognize the six relatives. This is good. The evil you have done is his mother's retribution on me.

The one armed old man seemed to see ye Chen's mind and immediately laughed, "it's all past events. Even if you have grudges with your ancestors, I will never involve his descendants."

"This... That's good." Ye Chen laughs, but I don't know what's going on and wants to turn around and run.

"The ancient city of Donghuang is about to become self styled. If you can see your ancestors in his old age, give it to him." The old man with one arm brushed his hand and took out an ancient scroll

"The ancient scroll should not be sealed with the great skill of killing animals!" Ye Chen got up and took over the ancient scroll, muttering in his heart that if he handed it to six, he would be severely damaged on the spot.

"With his strength, no emperor can suppress it." The one armed old man seemed to see ye Chen's mind again, and couldn't help laughing, "and don't worry, I'm not trying to hurt him."

"The younger generation thinks too much." Ye Chen put the ancient scroll into his arms, and when he finished, he kept rubbing his eyes. He had once peeped at the ancient scroll and was swayed to the immortal's eye by its prohibition.

Seeing ye Chen like this, the one armed old man laughs but doesn't speak. He just drinks tea quietly. Sometimes he looks up at Ye Chen. There is a deep light in his old eyes. Maybe he has noticed something.

Ye Chen will also come to pour tea for the one armed old man. Maybe the old man will give him some treasures when he is happy. He is the emperor to be and never lacks treasures.

However, he really thought too much. The one armed old man obviously didn't mean that. He drank one cup after another in silence, and did not want to reward his baby's posture at all.

Ye Chen coughed and simply got up. It's right to think about it. Your ancestors took off an arm and didn't look for you to settle accounts. What kind of bicycle do you want? Ah, bah, baby.

I don't know when I saw the goods dry cough and got up. Before I left, I still took a glance at the old man's left arm. The old man's arm was so strange that he could not condense his arm with the cultivation of his emperor to be. In other words, the six swords in the past were too overbearing.

After he left, some people came to the bamboo grove again. She was a gorgeous woman with white hair. She was like a holy banished immortal. She did not touch the earthly world. She was holy and flawless.

Strangely, her eyes were blind. She covered her beautiful eyes with a wisp of white silk, tied it in her white hair, and tied it with a beautiful bow, which was fluttering in the wind.

"Why let him go." White haired woman light a voice, the words are cold, tone with dignity, "you do not forget the past years of hatred, or you are afraid of the six."

"Don't spread the gratitude and resentment of the ancestors to the later generations." The old man with one arm chuckled, "in the past, he cut my arm and abandoned your eyes. It's all for a reason. I'm the only one who can blame myself."