Ancient Devouring Technique

Chapter 1337 Sky Wing Demon Body
For Ye Xuan, no matter what divine plate or precious treasure he had, they were no match for this Yin-Yang Sword Coffin.

By participating in the auction this time and obtaining the Yin-Yang Sword Coffin, I have already made a great comeback. Even if other valuable treasures appear, it doesn't matter if I can't win them.

For other alien races, using hundreds of thousands of magic crystals to buy this severely damaged Yin-Yang Sword Coffin that has fallen to the god level may not be worth it, but for Ye Xuan, he can restore this martial soul in an instant, which is definitely a huge bargain.

Before, even if Mu Wuyan continued to shoot, Ye Xuan would have continued to follow him.

Although he could rob and kill the person and steal the treasure afterwards, it was still safer to buy it at the auction.

It was a bit dangerous for him to sell a drop of atavistic demon blood, but he was a man who dared to think and act!
Ye Xuan can refine the Atavism Demon Blood at any time, but he also knows that he cannot sell it easily. In the future, he will not sell the Atavism Demon Blood unless it is absolutely necessary.

Ye Xuan was excited and was looking forward to the auction ending quickly so that he could fuse the Yin-Yang Sword Coffin.

But the auction just passed slowly amid the expectations of countless aliens.

During the period, many good things appeared, which boosted the atmosphere of the whole venue. Pang Yuxi also bid for a treasure, spending 900,000 magic crystals. Ye Xuan was already rich, so he generously handed over the magic crystals to him.

As the auction continued, people of various ethnic groups with different identities in the VIP room on the third floor also began to bid one after another.

“Six million magic crystals!” Mu Wuyan bid for a set of magic armor.

"Six and a half million magic crystals!" A woman's bid was heard from another VIP room on the third floor.

"Seven million magic crystals!" A powerful voice came from another VIP room, obviously the voice of a man with extremely high cultivation.

……

This auction was indeed a grand event, with all kinds of treasures appearing one after another, which opened the eyes of Ye Xuan and Pang Yuxi.

But later on, even Ye Xuan was speechless again, realizing that he was still too poor. This amount was easily millions of magic crystals.

After a day of auctions, Ye Xuan, who had been sitting idle in his chair, gradually became more alert.

The auction seemed to be coming to an end, because in the following time, rare treasures began to appear one after another, various skills and martial arts. The excited bidding in the whole place and the threats coming from the VIP room on the third floor were endless.

"I, Geng Tianba, must get this pill. Who dares to compete with me for it?" An extremely powerful aura emanated from a VIP room.

Ye Xuan was shocked. This person's cultivation was definitely not inferior to Samba.

"Overlord Geng Tian!? Oh my god, he's actually here!?"

"The great elder of the Gengtian clan!? This is a truly powerful man!"

"..."

There was a burst of exclamation in the meeting hall.

After that, there was no more bidding, but that was just a minor incident.

Later, there was an incident where two forces in the VIP room on the third floor fought fiercely for a magic skill. In the end, one of them actually used his full power to start a fight.

But just as the old man was about to make his move, a sound of breaking wind suddenly rang out in the air above the auction house. A long, pitch-black arrow strangely fell from the sky and stabbed fiercely into the VIP room.

The fluctuation just now was as if this long arrow could kill any living creature.

Everyone was shocked.

The arrows that fell from the sky sobered up the various forces that had lost their minds. They looked behind the auction table with fear. Finally, they all retracted their fierce and domineering aura.

Ye Xuan, who was wearing a black robe, was also shocked. The black arrow just now made him feel extremely palpitating.

The scene was slightly quiet for a moment, but as the shooting progressed, the deafening roar of the competition sounded again. Echoing in the huge hall, the loud noise almost broke through the ceiling and rushed into the sky.

Another hour has passed!
"Well, it's finally time for the highlight of this auction. Next, the first treasure will be on display: a god-level magic skill called 'Sky Wing Magic Body'. In order to protect the interests of future users, I will not introduce the function of this magic skill. I think those who come here for this body-refining magic skill have some knowledge of it. The bidding will start now. The starting price is 10 million magic crystals, and each bid must not be less than 1 million magic crystals."

Chen Huoxi lifted the brocade cloth on the jade plate that was sent out and said solemnly.

Ye Xuan's spirit was shocked and he looked over instantly.

All the alien races present looked towards the item in the jade plate, and saw a pure black jade slip lying in it.

Many of the alien races had their eyes bright and filled with a hint of passion.

Divine-level magic skills are rare in the world. If one can cultivate this magic skill, then perhaps he can look down on those of the same level with the strength of his physical body.

However, although they were tempted, most of the alien races still sighed in despair. Not to mention whether they had the financial resources, even if they did, with their own cultivation level, they could not bring such magic skills out of the Nether City.

"Twenty million magic crystals!"

A man's deep voice made a quotation from a VIP room on the third floor. Ye Xuan looked over and saw that the person making the quotation was none other than Mu Wuyan.

His huge jump in bid not only shocked many people, but also made some people who had already said something swallow it back.

After a while, a woman's laughing voice was heard from the third floor, saying "30 million magic crystals!"

Wow~~
As soon as this price was announced, the entire hall was filled with noisy discussions, and there were also many people gasping.

Mu Wuyan's face turned grim, then he snorted and stopped talking.

At this moment, another old man's voice sounded from the third floor: "Thirty-one million magic crystals! Poison Lady, it's you, right? Although you changed your voice, I can still recognize it. This magic skill will be of great use to me. I hope you can give it to me."

As he spoke, the owner of the voice suddenly flashed out from the VIP room and took off the cloak covering his head, revealing a ferocious old man with scars all over his face.

"It turned out to be the Tuli tribe's God of Death, Old Huang!?"

"This is a true immortal saint who has reached perfection. Ordinary people would never dare to offend him!"

As soon as they saw the old man's true appearance, people in the hall immediately began to whisper, and most of them looked at the old man with fear in their eyes.

As the old man glanced around, there was a hint of complacency in his expression.

"Haha, it turns out to be Old Huang. However, this magic skill is also of great use to me, so I will not let it go. Thirty-five million magic crystals." On the third floor, the woman smiled and bid again without hesitation.

"Poison Mother, okay! Since you don't give me face, let's compare our wealth. Do you really think I'm afraid of you? Thirty-six million magic crystals!" The old man said angrily after hearing this, and then flashed back to the VIP room.

"I also want this magic skill, 40 million magic crystals!" Suddenly, in a VIP room, a skinny figure said calmly.

"Hehe, 40 million magic crystals, Gui Qingkuang is really generous. I originally wanted to bid for it, but I'd better withdraw." In another VIP room, a figure with a face shrouded in black air said with a chuckle.

This made the old man Huang and the poisonous lady look a little ugly.

(End of this chapter)