The Fighting Dragon Saint's immortal aura shot into the sky. Every ray of immortal aura was like a terrifying sword, emitting an incomparably sharp killing intent.
"What did I do?" Xuanyuan stood up, still fearless. He didn't hide his disdain for the Saint of the Fighting Dragon Sect in the slightest.
"3.1 billion, going once …" Yun Nianjiao's smile was still the same. Every time she said it, the Fighting Dragon Saint's heart would bleed. That was a whole billion kilograms of pure Spiritsource!
As expected, after the third time, no one fought for it. Stone gambling was a gamble, not like Dharma treasures or immortal pills, where the value could be seen with one's own eyes. Even if one made a mistake, the value wouldn't be too far off. But stone gambling was different. One could earn the highest price with the cheapest money, and at the same time, spend the most expensive price without getting anything.
In the major forces, the competition for Saints was very fierce. For example, in Sengoku, there was Jiang Yitian, the eldest disciple. Although he wasn't the Saint, he was a threat to the Fighting Dragon Saint. That was why the Fighting Dragon Saint had returned!
The Saint was the person who would be in charge in the future. They didn't dare to be extravagant because there were still many things to be sold at the auction. They weren't in a hurry.
The Saint of the Fighting Dragon was trembling with anger, but there was nothing he could do. He handed over 3.1 billion coins to Yun Nianjiao. He grabbed the Coiling Dragon Stone and stared fiercely at Xuanyuan with a murderous look in his eyes.
Xuanyuan smiled happily and said, "
"What? Why don't the Fighting Dragon Saint Son cut open the stone and broaden our horizons? Let us see what kind of shocking Spiritsource is hidden in it. "
The Fighting Dragon Saint Son didn't believe it. He didn't have the attainments of Xuanyuan Force, so he naturally couldn't see through the mystery. This time, he just bought a piece of Source Stone at a very high price. As long as he could get a shocking spiritual source, not only could he make up for his loss, but he could also add to his merit. The Fighting Dragon Saint Son had a glimmer of hope in his heart, so he decided to cut the stone on the spot!
"Hmph, just wait and see. I will definitely cut out a shocking Spiritual Source." The 'Battle Dragon Saint' calmed his emotions, and the heavenly light behind him shot into the sky, turning into specks of light rain that covered his body, making him look like a god descending to the mortal world!
His method of cutting the Origin Stone was very smooth. He quickly cut open the Coiling Dragon Stone. When the Origin Stone broke, there was a dragon roar coming from within. This sound shook many people, but at this moment, a pure Spirit Origin Qi surged. The Saint Son's face darkened when he saw the Spirit Origin Qi. There was a piece of pure Spirit Origin Qi in this Coiling Dragon Stone that weighed about five thousand kilograms. Many people gasped.
"Hahaha, good, good. It is indeed a shocking Spiritsource. The Fighting Dragon Saint has a good eye." Xuanyuan laughed even more happily, but he was very cautious. "It seems that there are many masters of Force in this world. Not only did this person use the Seamless Sky Stone to repair this strange stone, but he also used the Art of Deception to hide the pure Spirit Origin Qi he put in, allowing the pure Spirit Origin Qi to pass through the strange stone and manifest the power of the Dao patterns on the strange stone to confuse people. This kind of method is really not simple!"
"Of course. The world of combat qi is vast, and there are many masters. It's just that you can't see it. There is also the hidden Archean royalty, and there is no lack of masters. This is the deepest and most terrifying force. Even someone as strong as the Devouring Emperor could only kill his way in and out, unable to destroy it. You can imagine!" On this point, the Greedy Old Man had more right to speak than Xuanyuan. He was someone who had killed his way into the Archean royalty with the Devouring Emperor.
Cutting out such a pure Spiritual Origin Source was almost negligible compared to the loss. One could imagine how furious the 'Fighting Dragon Saint' was!
"Sakyamuni, no one in this world can save you. Unless you stay here for the rest of your life, I will definitely kill you!" The Fighting Dragon Saint's expression was unusually ferocious. He didn't think that he would be fooled by Xuanyuan. It was a great shame, and he had lost all his face.
"Really? You, the Fighting Dragon Saint, are very capable? If I want to protect Brother Shitian, are you going to kill me? Come, come, let's fight. Let's see how strong the Fighting Dragon Saint is. "
Ouyang Han stepped out. His entire body was covered in Emperor's Possessions. His appearance was so dazzling that it could blind people's eyes. This was the result of the entire Ouyang Clan's inheritance. In this aspect, the Saint Child of the Battle Dragon Clan was far inferior to Ouyang Han.
"Hmph, wait and see after the auction …" The Fighting Dragon Saint really didn't dare to fight Ouyang Han. Many people knew that the Ouyang Clan had half an ancient technique, not to mention that Ouyang Han had many Emperor's Possessions. At the same level, the Fighting Dragon Saint wouldn't be able to defeat Ouyang Han no matter how talented he was.
The Fighting Dragon Saint didn't think that Ouyang Han would stand up for Sakyamuni. At this moment, he could only swallow his anger.
Seeing that the situation had calmed down, Yun Nianjiao chuckled.
"Fighting Dragon Saint, I have a saying for you. Suffering a loss is a blessing, and laughing it off is a kind of open-mindedness."
"Thank you, Fairy Yun, for your guidance." The Fighting Dragon Saint calmed himself down and returned the gesture with a smile.
"Haha! Brother Shitian, it's truly a pity that you didn't join our Eight Immortal Mountain. You're very talented, and with your natural endowment, you'll definitely become a central pillar of our Eight Immortal Mountain in the future!" Da Huaidan walked up. They had become more familiar with each other, and now they could speak freely.
"That's great! I've been annoyed by this Fighting Dragon Saint for a long time. Brother Shitian, what you've done is really satisfying. 3.1 billion upper-grade immortal coins. Sengoku is a big family, they can afford to lose money …" Meng Sirou laughed lewdly. "Yeah, I don't even want to talk about this Fighting Dragon Saint anymore.
"Yeah, I don't even want to talk about the Saint Son of Fighting Insect anymore. Tell me about my big brother, the famous Ji Luori. You mentioned him just now. I'll introduce you to him someday. I'm sure you'll become good brothers. My big brother is extraordinary and dominates the world …" Xiao Pianzi gave him a thumbs up and bragged …
"You two must hit it off very well!" Du Zie spoke his mind.
"That's right. You're good at screwing people over. Keep screwing people over, and it'll be best if those bastards die, hahaha …"
The eight devils sat together with Xu Anyuan and Ouyang Han and began to gossip. All kinds of sarcastic remarks were directed at the Fighting Dragon Saint, the Chaos Immortal Saint, and the Black Tortoise Saint.
The Fighting Dragon Saint's face turned green again.
"Jackals of the same lair. None of them are good!" Murong Xuan 'er snorted as she looked at Xu Anyuan and the others.
The auction continued, and Xuanyuan became addicted to it. He raised the price several times against the Saint of the Fighting Dragon, the Saint of the Black Tortoise, the Saint of Coldsky, the Saint of the Chaos Immortal, the Saint of the Ancient Demon, and the Saint of the Fighting Dragon. The Saint of the Black Tortoise, the Saint of the Cold Sky, the Saint of the Chaos Immortal, the Saint of the Ancient Demon, and many others who had opposed him. The Eight Great Devils laughed out loud.
Even so, there was no lack of wars of words. But who were the eight great devil incarnate? When they were young, they would walk on the streets naked. They would greet the ancestors of thousands of generations of beautiful women with all kinds of direct, indirect, and explicit curses. In the end, they would just ignore them. Xuanyuan and the others were labeled as uncultured hooligans by many, but they didn't care. They just scolded them to their heart's content.
Just like that, another day passed.
"The next item to be auctioned is a mysterious iron seal. This seal is incomparably magical. It is impervious to fire and water and cannot be destroyed. Other than that, it has no other use. According to our deduction, this mysterious iron seal was at least made by an ancient sage. Perhaps he was trying to refine a big seal magic weapon but failed and the weapon spirit died. Although it can't be activated, it can still be studied. The starting price is 200,000 upper-grade Immortal coins!"
In front of Yun Nianjiao floated a large, mottled, rusty seal. The seal was square-shaped, and on it was the image of a ferocious Taotie. It was hard for people to associate it with the ancient sages. Yun Nianjiao was very good with words. Every item had its own explanation, and many people were moved by her words.
The moment Xu Anyuan saw the seal, his eyes trembled violently. The connection between them couldn't be broken.
"Is it really the Devouring Royal Seal?"
"That's right, it's the Devouring Royal Seal. Haha, I didn't expect it to be here. Kid, you have to get this Devouring Royal Seal!" The Greedy Old Man was so excited that he was almost roaring.
After getting confirmation from the Greedy Old Man, Xu Anyuan didn't dare to delay.
He called out again, "300,000!"
While Xuanyuan was bidding, he glanced at the saints and smiled, "You're right, you're right.
"Come, come, come … If you have the guts, be a man and bid with me!"
However, not many people paid attention to Xu Anyuan. On one hand, they didn't want to waste time and energy playing games with Xu Anyuan. On the other hand, there didn't seem to be anything worth fighting over.
There were only a few rogue cultivators bidding, but Xuanyuan was naturally fearless. He provoked them in front of everyone. He pointed at the rod of the saint who once had a grudge against him and swore.
"Damn it, 800,000! If you have the guts, be a man and bid with me!"
In the end, no one paid attention to him, and Xu Anyuan won the Devouring Royal Seal for 800,000 high-grade Immortal Coins.
Shui Hanhua almost fainted. Things were completely out of his expectations. He exclaimed in his heart, "I'm old, I'm old.
"I'm getting old. I'm getting old. Xuanyuan is the best in the world. No wonder he's the heir of the Devouring Emperor."
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