Traveling into Douluo and becoming the assistant king, leading his fans to rebel

"Divinity! Mr. Yi said that this item actually contains evil divinity!"

Huo Yuhao looked at the auction item covered tightly by the red cloth in surprise. Ning Ling nodded, and Leah in the sea of ​​​​spirituality also nodded to confirm that this auction item did have the aura of a god.

"This item was found by our auction house in an ancient ruin. It may be tens of thousands of years old."

As the auctioneer's voice sounded, the red cloth covering the display case was slowly lifted.

The sickle, a broken purple-black sickle was sealed in the display cabinet. Just looking at it seemed to have a kind of captivating magic.

“Although this sickle is damaged, the remaining body is still extremely strong. Even the appraiser of our auction house cannot damage it even with the 31st ranking engraving knife.”

As the auctioneer spoke, he opened the display case containing the sickle, and an evil aura immediately filled the entire venue.

Crazy!

tyrannical!

destroy!

Many people with low cultivation were infected by this aura, their eyes turned red, they gasped, and even their martial spirits were released.

The auctioneer calmly closed the display case again, but in fact she was sweating profusely. If she hadn't had the seventh-level meditation soul guide given by the organizer, her reaction would probably be even more exaggerated than those people in the audience.

"As you can see, this sickle has something similar to a domain. Anyone who gets close will be affected. The weaker the cultivation, the more obvious the effect."

"Bibi Dong's stuff?"

Ning Ling finally remembered which god’s weapon in the original work was related to the sickle. Could this be one of Bibi Dong’s Eight Scythes of Rakshasa?

"Bibi Dong? Who is that?" Huo Yuhao asked puzzledly after hearing Ning Ling's exclamation. With his memory, he clearly remembered that Ning Ling had never mentioned this person before.

"Well, to put it another way, do you know Rakshasa God?" Ning Ling was slightly stunned. Ten thousand years have passed, and even with the legend of Shrek, the deeds of the Spirit Hall have disappeared. Only the grand battle between the two gods is still sung to this day. Of course, the only ones who are praised are Sea God Tang San. Angel God Qian Renxue and Rakshasa God Bibi Dong did not even leave their own names behind, and only the name of the god is still passed down in the world.

"Isn't that a first-level god?"

After what happened with Leah, Huo Yuhao had a preliminary understanding of the levels of gods. You know, a first-level god can be considered the backbone of the God Realm.

On the display stand, the auctioneer's introduction continued.

"Although this domain is effective for both myself and others, there is no need to worry, distinguished guests. After being identified by our Titled Douluo masters, if you are the owner of a weapon spirit, you can integrate it into your spirit, allowing you to possess this special domain, and it may even allow your spirit to evolve."

As the auctioneer finished speaking, the breathing of those present became visibly faster. Adding a domain to a martial spirit and making it evolve, this is what many spirit masters dream of!

"We must get it!" Ning Ling suddenly stood up and said. When the auctioneer said this, a terrible idea emerged in Ning Ling's mind.

The Clear Sky Hammer itself only has simple power attributes, but it can be given special attributes by adding soul rings, such as flame explosions, thunder paralysis, metal gale, etc. Wang Dong's first martial soul has evolved to the level of demigod light. In the future, if soul rings are added to the Clear Sky Hammer, if the final quality of the two martial souls differs too much, it will lead to the backlash of the twin martial souls. Wang Dong's Goddess of Light Butterfly has fused with the Angel God Core. What if she is asked to fuse the Clear Sky Hammer with the Rakshasa God Core?

The purifying power of the Angel God can just counter the evil thoughts of the Rakshasa God, and the power of the Rakshasa God can just balance the sacred power of light. In addition, the Chaos Eye external soul bone obtained by Wang Dong just happens to have both light and evil attributes! In the future, there will be a ready-made reference for condensing soul cores.

"The starting price is 1000 million gold soul coins! Each bid increase must not be less than gold soul coins."

As soon as the auctioneer finished speaking, someone couldn't wait to bid.

"2000 gold soul coins!"

"3000 million!"

"I'll offer 5000 million gold soul coins. No one can snatch it from me!"

.......

"One hundred million gold soul coins!" The people in private room number one spoke again, but this time everyone was no longer willing to give in. After all, the evolution of martial souls is sometimes more important than life.

"One hundred and twenty million gold soul coins!"

"I'll pay 3000 million!"

.......

"Two hundred million gold soul coins!"

Di Xinglin spoke calmly. You know, if 200 million gold soul coins were spread on the ground, they would cover a thousand miles. In this world, only Di Xinglin, the little prince of the Star Dou Forest, has so much money that he can spend freely.

Silence, deathly silence

Countless greedy eyes were focused on the private room No. 986, but Ning Ling and the others were not panicked at all. After all, this was in Sun Moon City, and even without Ning Ling's assistance, Huo Yuhao and Di Xinglin's spirit fusion technique could fight against Titled Douluo. With Ning Ling's incredible bonus, they might even be able to challenge the Super Douluo. At worst, there were still Hun Ling and the others. Even if the Ultimate Douluo really came, with the remnant soul of the God King level, they could survive, but Old Yi would have to sleep for a long time.

"Two hundred million gold soul coins at a time!"

"Two hundred million gold soul coins twice!"

"Two hundred million gold soul coins three times!"

"make a deal!"

The auctioneer's voice was trembling. Two hundred million! Two hundred million! Even as the chief auctioneer of the dungeon, she had never seen two hundred million gold soul coins at once.

"This auction has come to a successful conclusion. Thank you all for coming. Now it's time to hand over items. Please leave first if you don't have items to auction."

Di Xinglin and Huo Yuhao took Ning Ling's arm and pushed open the private room, heading towards a secret room. Then Ning Ling watched Di Xinglin take out one space soul guide after another filled with gold soul coins from his pocket.

"The total is 221 million. Please count it." Di Xinglin took a deep breath and finally paid out all the money.

The auction staff fell into silence as they looked at the soul guides that were as tall as a mountain. They were overwhelmed with the urge to quit.

Well, what else can you do? Just go to this boring class where no one says a word.

Huo Yuhao also took out three masks from his space soul guide. They were all seventh-level soul guides he made himself, and they had the function of concealing one's aura and avoiding detection.

Huo Yuhao’s is a fox mask, Di Xinglin’s is a golden dragon mask, and Ning Ling’s is a deer mask. They are all very good-looking.

"Phew, the inventory is finally over. Three distinguished guests, please wait a moment. We will bring your successfully auctioned items over right away."

An unknown amount of time had passed, but with the concerted efforts of several working groups, they finally completed the inventory of more than 300 million gold soul coins. The team leaders left to get their belongings, and Ning Ling and the others finally didn't have to wait around anymore.