Chu Chen's Divine Sense suddenly came over. "It's okay. Put the Spirit Binding Ring on me. How can this thing suppress me?"
"Really? You have to be careful. Don't underestimate this forbidden weapon. "
"As far as I know, this Spirit Binding Ring can restrain the spiritual power of the late stage of the Heavenly River Realm. If your spiritual power is really restrained … "
The girl's Divine Sense revealed her worry.
"This thing is mainly made of deep sea purple gold mixed with mixed silver copper essence. It's indestructible to the human body, but to me … I can eat this thing as a meal from the moment I was born."
Chu Chen's Divine Sense carried a strong sense of confidence.
Ling Xuan was stunned for a moment, then a trace of a smile appeared in the depths of his eyes. He gently took the light golden ring and put it on the little silver roc's left claw.
The golden ring emitted a faint golden light, then automatically adjusted its size and tied properly on the silver roc's ankle.
"Feel it. Can you break free?"
The girl asked again worriedly.
"It's a matter of the blink of an eye."
Chu Chen calmly combed the feathers on his body, his tone very casual. "Putting this on is equivalent to putting on a layer of chicken rolls for me."
Ling Xuan was relieved. He walked back to the corner of the auction house alone and sat down again.
When the bidders saw that the terrifying little roc's claw was also put on the Spirit Binding Ring, they were also relieved. The atmosphere began to warm up again.
"In ancient times, there was a divine bird called the Peng. The back of the Peng was thousands of miles long. When it flew in anger, its wings were like the clouds in the sky. It soared for ninety thousand miles, and it took six months to go! "
Seeing that the situation was under control again, the old man in the linen robe walked up to the host's podium and recited to the crowd in an imposing manner.
"The Golden-Winged Roc is the king of birds! Since the most distant ancient times, it has been one of the strongest divine beasts in the world. Its power is unparalleled! "
At this time, the crowd had completely put away their previous contempt and looked solemn.
"And now, in order to let everyone feel the power of the Divine Beast again, this auction has done everything possible to invite a real Divine Beast, a pure-blooded Golden-Winged Great Peng Peng!"
The little roc stood on the shelf, still half asleep and half awake.
However, no matter how the cultivators looked at it, they felt that it was extraordinary and had an aura that could swallow heaven and earth.
The Godly Roc was indeed a Godly Roc. Even when it was sleeping, it was so domineering!
"I'm sure everyone has seen the power of this little Roc. Although it was only a cub, it could control the life and death of dozens of Green-blooded Combat Dragons by itself! When he grows up in the future, he will definitely become an overlord and protect his clan for hundreds of years to come! "
"The one who gets the Divine Beast gets the world!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the crowd went into an uproar!
It was undeniable that the old man's words were exaggerated, but from a certain point of view, there wasn't any exaggeration.
In the current world, almost all living beings who had cultivated to the Deity level had hidden themselves from the world. Most of them existed as the foundation of a sect or clan.
There were even many people who believed that there were no longer any living beings who had cultivated to the Deity level, and that the world was a "godless world".
However, the true top figures all understood that there were still gods in this world.
Without mentioning anything else, Chu Chen had once encountered a white ape that was close to the Deity level in a hundred-kilometer peach garden. The power that could transform a hundred-kilometer peach garden into a myriad of formations with a wave of its hand had left a deep impression on him.
The Deity level experts had hidden themselves from the world. In the past hundred years, there had been almost no news of a Deity level expert taking action in the world of cultivators.
The strongest people who traveled the world and fought in all directions were people like the Ten Great Evil Masters or the Three Elders of the Medicine Palace. Their cultivation was still far from that of a true Deity.
Just because the Deity level experts didn't take action didn't mean that they couldn't.
It was just that almost all the Deity level experts seemed to have secretly reached a common agreement. All conflicts and conflicts would end once they reached their level.
To a certain extent, it was this group of beings whose cultivation had reached the Deity level that were the true rulers of this world.
If one didn't reach their level, one wouldn't even know the content of their agreement.
If a clan could have the protection of a Divine Beast, when it grew to its peak and had the strength of a Deity, then it would have the qualifications to participate in the agreements that were exclusive to Deities. It would also have the qualifications to dominate this world.
The one who had the Divine Beast would rule the world. This was definitely not an empty phrase, but a reality that could be achieved.
"The starting bid for this young Golden-winged Great Peng is one hundred million Spirit Stones. Each increment must be no less than five million Spirit Stones!"
Seeing that the atmosphere in the auction house had been stirred up by him and that all the cultivators were ready to make a move, the hemp-robed old man called out the starting bid.
Almost as soon as he finished speaking, a strange voice came from the back row. "One hundred and five million!"
This voice gave off a very strange feeling. It clearly sounded very young, as if it was the voice of a ten-year-old child, but it carried a sense of age and loneliness that had been through the vicissitudes of life for thousands of years.
This kind of extremely conflicting figure caused everyone present to subconsciously look in the direction of the figure's origin.
This glance immediately caused everyone to be shocked.
It really was a child, a little boy who looked to be about twelve or thirteen years old and was wearing a brocade robe.
His skin was white, his eyes were clear, and the smile on his face was innocent. He didn't look any different from an ordinary little boy.
Of course, the only difference was that the little boy was sitting in a bronze wheelchair and seemed to have trouble moving his legs.
However, for some reason, when everyone looked at him, they could sense an old, aged, and weathered aura.
It wasn't some kind of pretentious expression or appearance. It seemed to emanate from the deepest part of his soul. It was a true age that couldn't be concealed by his young appearance.
That feeling of age far surpassed that of anyone else present.
This was definitely an old monster, and an old monster that was far beyond the imagination of others.
At least in Ling Xuan's view, the sense of crisis that this old monster gave her even surpassed that of the golden-robed old woman in the late stage of the Heavenly River Realm.
"I bid one hundred and ten million Spirit Stones."
Master Kongzhao, who had bid for the Seeking Heaven Pill earlier, couldn't help but make a move.
The War Blood Buddha Sect was one of the top sects in the South Horizon Region. They were powerful, so they didn't hesitate to bid.
"I bid one hundred and twenty million!"
A delicate voice sounded, but it was a young and beautiful girl in red.
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