Fantasy: Auction of Hongmeng Purple Qi, the Dark Supreme goes crazy!

Chapter 72

The mighty team of the Qinglong clan was solemn and pious.

Like a pilgrimage.

Entered Qingcheng.

Along the way.

The Qinglong clan members became more and more silent.

But the rest of the demon clan troops, far behind everyone, were extremely noisy.

The biggest difference between demon cultivators and human cultivators lies in this.

The demon clan advocates freedom.

Unless it involves extremely important matters, there are almost no taboos and rules.

Even the several supremes of the Four Symbols Palace are the same.

The three supreme elders came together silently.

Looking at the deserted city in front of them.

In a trance, it seemed as if I saw the prosperity of this place thousands of years ago.

"The prosperity is gone, and the clan's fortune is declining..."

"I don't know if Luo Laogui's method will work!"

"I'm afraid..."

Hmph!

The old man Nangong Que couldn't help but snorted and shook his head.

Don't look at his apparent disdain for Dongfang Luo's choice.

But his worry had exposed everything.

In fact.

The four great masters of the Four Symbols Palace were close friends.

Besides, the thinking of the demon race is completely different from that of the human race.

Although at the auction, the two sides were still fighting for the Dragon Phoenix Origin Fruit.

But once they were out of the race’s interests, the friendship between the four people lasted for more than a thousand years.

When the Azure Dragon Clan was prosperous, the four great masters had such personalities.

Even though the Azure Dragon Clan was on the decline, the friendship between the four people never changed.

At this time.

Xi Guosha, who had always been vigorous and resolute, couldn’t help but scratch his head.

The old man in a white coarse cloth shirt had worries and speculations flashing between his eyebrows from time to time.

"Don't talk nonsense!"

"The four holy clans are one body with four sides. If it weren't for the mutual repulsion between the three of you and me and the Jianmu Qi of the Azure Dragon Clan, would you, Old Monster Que, sit back and watch?"

Xi Guosha said softly.

Hearing this.

Nangong Que had no idea that his thoughts were exposed.

He just rolled his eyes at this moment.

No more words.

Only Bei Minghai, although he had not spoken, was worried.

Nothing else.

The situation of the Xuanwu clan and the Qinglong clan was similar.

But the difference was that the younger Shuang of the Qinglong clan found an ancient Bodhi tree that could replace Jianmu.

But.

The Xuanwu clan had been planning for a thousand years, but they had not found a second treasure on the Potian Continent that could replace the Xuanwu clan's treasure - the Minglingyuanchi.

So he could only deduce hundreds of years of speculation and ask Dongfang Luo to verify it.

"Say less!"

"If the Qinglong clan can overcome the difficulties this time, we will have an extra way out in the future!"

His voice was filled with an inexplicable and inappropriate heaviness.

It was clearly the supreme ceremony for the Qinglong clan to rebuild their clan's fortune.

But because of his words.

A little sadness appeared.

And Xiguosha and Nangongque seemed to have thought of something.

Tightly pursed their lips!

The two raised their eyes at the same time, and the two pairs of vertical pupils, one red and one gold, looked at the location of Qingcheng.

No words, no words!

On the other hand, the younger generations of the four tribes were all excitedly looking into the distance at this moment.

"So this is Qingcheng!"

"It is rumored that this is the holy land of the Qinglong tribe. It seems that we are finally lucky enough to see the glory of the holy land again!"

"Our four holy tribes are originally one. If the Qinglong tribe can revive its fortune, it will definitely take back the entire northern wilderness world!"

"Hahaha! I am fortunate to come to watch the ceremony today. After the ceremony, we will definitely hold a banquet to celebrate!"

"..."

The cultivators of the four holy tribes and other demon tribes laughed.

But.

The worry in the eyes of Xiguosha and the other two people became more and more intense.

Those young people don’t know the truth.

But they do know.

Qingcheng, the center.

That is a clear pool that still radiates infinite spiritual energy.

It is no exaggeration to say that the concentration of spiritual energy here is not inferior to the gathering spirit formation in the Creation Auction House.

But.

In such a place with abundant spiritual energy.

There is actually a "tree" about ten feet tall, with withered branches and leaves, and only a bare trunk!

If it weren’t for the slightest green on the top of the branch.

This thing.

At best, it is a pillar.

But.

When the Qinglong clan’s supreme elder Dongfang Luo looked at the pillar, his expression was very strange.

There was both emotion and sadness.

Even with some inexplicable hatred and pain!

"Jianmu!"

He sighed softly, revealing the identity of the pillar.

That's right.

This is the ancient sacred tree that suppressed the fate of the Qinglong clan - Jianmu.

But now is the end of the law era.

Even if the Qinglong clan specially transplanted a spiritual spring to this place, it seems to be of no use..

Jianmu's decline is a foregone conclusion!

At this moment.

Dongfang Luo and nine other cultivators who were also at the peak of their vitality sat down around the remains of Jianmu.

This is the foundation of the Northern Wilderness Demon Clan.

One clan, ten dragons!

But without exception, all these demon cultivators were old and vicissitudes of life.

Everyone's faces were full of determination and madness!

That was a sharp look that seemed to burn everything in the world!

Even though the lifespan of demon cultivators is several times longer than that of humans.

But this is almost the limit of the Azure Dragon Clan.

A hundred feet away.

The six Azure Dragon Clan descendants, led by Dongfang Shuang, pursed their lips one by one.

It was obvious.

They knew what would happen next!

Dongfang Luo exhaled a long breath.

He glanced at Dongfang Shuang.

With a bit of nostalgia.

But the next second, his pupils shrank into a slit!

Then he pinched the seal in his hand!

"Let's do it!"

Dongfang Luo said softly.

Then.

The auras of ten Azure Dragon Clan's Dragon Transformation Realm Great Perfection cultivators suddenly connected, faintly forming a formation.

This was Bei Minghai's painstaking work.

A moment later.

An aura that surpassed the Dragon Transformation Realm spread.

The auras of the nine Dragon Transformation Realm cultivators gradually declined, while Dongfang Luo instantly broke through a certain level.

He broke through briefly.

But this was a power that did not belong to him at all.

So much so that he had to use all his strength to lift a finger.

A huge force suddenly emerged from the void.

The transplanted spiritual spring was actually moved away from here.

At this moment.

The last green on the top of the sacred tree Jianmu collapsed.

Boom!

Jianmu is dead!

If you use the Qi-gazing technique to watch, you will see a dragon of luck with a stiff body and a dead aura on the Four Sacred Mountains disintegrating.

Yes.

This is the luck of the Qinglong clan suppressed by Jianmu.

The consequences of the collapse of the clan luck soon became apparent, and Dongfang Luo and ten other Qinglong clan masters vomited blood.

It seemed that they had been seriously injured.

Outside Qingcheng.

The other three Taishangs of the Four Symbols Palace frowned in dismay.

At this moment.

The demon clan forces that came to watch the ceremony were already stunned.

What kind of joke is this?

Isn’t today the ceremony for the Qinglong clan to revive the clan luck? Why did the dragon of luck of the Qinglong clan disintegrate?

Could it be that...

The Qinglong clan was exterminated?