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

When I woke up from the distant memory.

At this moment.

Zhou Zhili couldn't help but narrow his eyes.

The power of the Star Alliance.

That is an indescribable power.

Even though it has long disappeared, we can know a little from the jade slips handed down.

One sect, seven great powers.

There are three great spiritual treasures in the sect, which once suppressed the East China Sea Sea Clan Alliance for three thousand years and did not dare to cross the border.

After the battle with the leader of the Star Alliance, the East China Sea Sea God retreated for decades to recuperate.

For other forces, the Star Alliance is just a past tense that was once glorious but the tradition was cut off...

However, the more you understand.

The more you will feel afraid!

Now.

The identity of the mysterious monk is somewhat inexplicably weird.

So much so that Zhou Zhili was a little at a loss.

After all, he is the young emperor of Dongling. If the Star Alliance wants to revive...

No need to think too much!

There will definitely be a battle between Dongling Yunchao and the Star Alliance!

"Damn it!"

For the first time, Zhou Zhili felt the heavy pressure brought by the identity of the young emperor.

Even.

He could no longer care about the joke he had made before.

Being rejected by the person he loved...

Compared with the survival of the Dongling Dynasty, what does this matter?

On the other side.

After all, the monks from the five domains present were all very knowledgeable.

Soon, someone recognized the accent of the mysterious monk.

"Ancient Dongling language?"

"Interesting, are there still people in Dongling domain who speak the language of the Star Alliance?"

"It's strange, the Star Alliance was destroyed thousands of years ago, how come it appears again now?"

"Is the Star Alliance in Dongling domain going to make a comeback?"

"..."

A whisper suddenly sounded in the hall.

At this moment.

In the No. 4 private room of Tianzi.

The face of Duanmu Ji, the Sea God of the East China Sea, frowned visibly.

Although he is called the Sea God.

He is also the leader of the Sea Tribe.

But Duanmu Ji is an orthodox human cultivator.

In a sense, he is originally a member of Dongling Domain.

But two thousand years ago, in the turbulent times when the Star Alliance had not yet disappeared.

The Duanmu family of Dongling Domain was massacred by the Star Alliance, and only Duanmu Ji escaped to the East China Sea.

With the inheritance of the Duanmu family and his own supreme talent, he finally created the name of the East China Sea Sea God.

What a pity.

Before Duanmu Ji could prove his great power, the news that the Star Alliance was deserted came out.

Over the years.

Duanmu Ji has never forgotten the monstrous blood hatred!

"Star Alliance?"

"Interesting, those old immortals are really hiding?"

Duanmu Ji spoke softly.

Only his voice echoed in the huge quiet room.

Calm, but murderous.

There was also a subtle hint of crazy killing intent.

But what followed was countless curiosity and doubt.

What happened?

The Star Alliance, which was once in its heyday, has been silent since then, as if it had really disappeared from the world of cultivation!

Two thousand years have passed.

Why is the Star Alliance showing signs of a comeback at this moment?

And.

Is the cultivator who speaks fluent ancient Dongling language a member of the Star Alliance, or a junior who has inherited the Star Alliance?

All kinds of questions lingered in Duanmu Ji's mind.

But in the end, all of this turned into a low and magnetic bidding voice.

"Eighty-five million high-quality spirit stones!"

Duanmu Ji's voice did not contain any sadness or joy.

There was no emotional fluctuation at all.

There was only a kind of inexplicable tyranny that made people want to kneel down and bow down!

At this moment.

The strange and solemn atmosphere in the auction hall that had been silent for dozens of breaths was finally broken.

Another new round of bidding frenzy!

"Eighty-five million and five hundred thousand!"

"Eighty-six million"

"Eighty-six million!"

"Eighty-six million and five hundred thousand!"

"..."

The bidding price of Yuanhe Wuji Mountain is still rising, but anyone with a discerning eye can see it.

This unit price is almost close to the limit of those ordinary large forces!

Yes.

Not everyone can have the courage of Shura Sea King Ba!

When the burden of a clan is all shouldered by oneself, when one's words and deeds may affect the fate of the family...

There are really too few people who can abandon all family businesses...

There are too few!

The grand scale of the family is both the source of the family's strength, but also a kind of invisible shackle.

This kind of auction with a price of nearly 100 million.

It can be said that every bid is a gamble!

It is to bet the future of the entire family on this Yuanhe Wuji Mountain.

Is it worth it?

Some people fell into confusion and chose to retreat.

In the auction hall.

The frequency of bidding has gradually decreased.

At this moment.

Among the hundreds of forces from the five regions present, there are alreadyNearly half of them chose to give up.

And the forces on the second and third floors seemed to be gathering their strength.

No one spoke.

Bidding became less and less frequent.

"Eighty-eight million two hundred and fifty thousand high-grade spirit stones!"

In the hall.

A middle-aged man in white clothes was shaking all over.

At this moment, his eyes were red.

He had obviously lost his mind, or he had made up his mind to abandon his family business.

He spent all his money just to bid for the Yuanhe Wuji Mountain.

To earn a way forward for himself!

The other cultivators were all terrified!

"Is the Hanying Sect's ancestor in Zhongzhou crazy?"

"No way! For a treasure, is he planning to sacrifice the entire Hanying Sect?"

"Tsk tsk, nearly 90 million high-grade spirit stones, I'm afraid it's all the savings of the Hanying Sect!"

"This is too exaggerated!"

"..."

In the hall, countless cultivators frowned.

But the cultivator who shouted the last bid didn't care about the eyes of the crowd at all.

Until the private room on the second floor.

After a calm voice came out.

The ancestor of the Hanying Sect collapsed!

"Motian of the Xiumo Clan, bid 90 million high-grade spirit stones!"

Completely different from the cautious bids of the five domain cultivators in the hall before.

Motian knew it very well.

When all those small fish gave up, the real bidding just began.

Yes!

In a sense, this is when the bidding really started.

As expected.

His voice once again triggered a series of chain reactions.

A series of voices rang out on the second and third floors of the auction hall.

"Dongling Domain Zhou Zhili, 91 million high-grade spirit stones!"

"I bid 92 million!"

"Add another million, my Ming clan Lei Xiao bids 93 million!"

"94 million!"

"95 million..."

As if everyone had some kind of tacit understanding, every time they bid, they defaulted to the million-level as the bottom line!

Then.

In the Tianzi No. 6 private room, a voice full of ancient Dongling language full of special charm was heard again!

"Star Alliance, Pojun! Bid 100 million high-grade spirit stones!"

The slightly awkward words came with endless pressure at this moment.

Accompanied by.

There was also the collective silence of the five domains cultivators.

One word suppresses a hundred cultivators, one word suppresses the five domains!

All this is just because of the name of that cultivator.

Pojun!

Pojun Xingjun, one of the seven powerful monks of the Star Alliance!

Not to mention in Dongling Domain, even in Potian Continent, he is a well-known strong man.

Of course.

What is even more shocking is the terrifying price offered by Pojun.

One hundred million high-grade spirit stones? !

Even if they knew this moment would come, no one expected that Pojun's bid had no preparation at all, let alone any dragging.

For a moment.

The monks from the five domains looked at each other in bewilderment!