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"I really took out all this treasure directly!"

"It's too scary, isn't it?"

Lin Xin was a little frightened when he saw this. He had previously thought that what Ye Ling and Long Haochen said was just a joke. After all, this was not just the case for them once.

But I didn’t expect that this auction would actually bring out the Aria of the Goddess of Light directly.

This is a legend!

It doesn’t refer to legendary equipment, but to legendary experiences!

This is the most terrifying equipment in the history of mankind. If it can really exert its absolute power, it will be at least an immortal level equipment!

This is no joke!

"Boss, are you planning to take action?" Lin Xin looked at Ye Ling's position and asked.

"I will take action, but I won't get it." Ye Ling shrugged.

"How do you say that?" Lin Xin was confused.

"Although the Aria of the Goddess of Light is a rare and terrifying piece of equipment, it is also a semi-spiritual weapon."

"But I don't need this sword. My holy angel sword is still on top of the Aria of the Goddess of Light. I plan to give this sword to Haochen for use. For him, the Aria of the Goddess of Light can Let him use it to the ninth level!, and after the ninth level, I will also teach him the method of heavenly forging."

"At that time, it will be enough to restore it to the immortal level, or use all your strength to step into the existence of the artifact!"

"As for whether he can complete the additional assessment, Haochen, a son of light, can't he still do anything?"

Ye Ling shrugged and said this in a rather calm tone.

Well, for him, it can be said that it is a sure thing that Long Haochen completes the awakening assessment of the Aria of the Goddess of Light.

In any aspect, he is not weaker than, or even stronger than Ye Wushang, so he can naturally succeed.

So, it’s a done deal!

After hearing this, everyone nodded, and they did not question Ye Ling's words, because they all knew how terrifying Long Haochen was.

Ye Wushang is indeed a legend!

After all, he can be said to be the first person in two hundred years. Even the two punishment bosses of the Knights Temple cannot compare with him.

Not to mention, even the eldest starry sky knight Yang Haoyu has to call Ye Wushang senior.

but.

This does not mean that Long Haochen is worse than him.

Ye Wushang can be said to be a legend from the past.

But Long Haochen can be said to be the hope of the present, the legend and glory of the future. He can do what Ye Wushang wants to do, and what Ye Wushang cannot do, Long Haochen can also do it, and even do it extremely well. good!

And in this situation, would Long Haochen still be weaker than Ye Wushang?

Not to mention, beside Long Haochen was Ye Ling, a legend among legends.

With him here and with his help, even if Long Haochen himself is not good enough, he can still be pushed forward.

In full view of the public, Ye Weiyang did not continue to arouse other people's expectations, and her face was full of tragedy now. How could she promote it as an auctioneer?

Just at the next moment, the wooden box containing the divine sword was opened.

Somber, solemn, sad, dead. When the heavy sword in the wooden box was presented to everyone, Long Haochen actually felt the emergence of these four negative emotions.

It was a dark heavy sword with a very simple and elegant style. The whole sword was about four feet two inches long, of which the hilt was one foot two inches long and the blade was three feet long. The blade is four fingers wide.

The hilt and the sword body are integrated, as if they were carved from a special metal. The most peculiar thing is that the blade is very thick and has no edge. There are faint dark and dense cloud patterns on it. The tip of the sword is not sharp, but there is a black bead there.

There is no strong aura exuding, only the quaint vicissitudes, but everyone can feel the connotation contained in this heavy sword in this gloomy and solemn.

At this moment, no matter whether they are at the eighth level or the ninth level, all existences are silent at this moment, no longer speaking, and silent from the heart for this divine sword to show their respect.

But no one came on stage!

After all, they really didn't dare to go up.

Because, in order to complete his assessment, the requirement does not refer to cultivation. Otherwise, let alone an ordinary ninth level, in the past, even the current alliance leader Yang Haohan, the number one punisher Yang Haoyu, and the God of Slaughter Yinlong Xingyu, they all came here to try.

Can.

Even with Long Xingyu's terrifying physique of up to seventy-seven points of innate spiritual power, he could not successfully develop it, and could only fail in the end.      Of course, this is in private.

Instead of doing a demonstration on the surface like today.

But even now, no one dares to take the stage.

The sadness in Ye Weiyang's eyes became a little more intense. She sighed quietly and slowly closed the wooden box.

Helplessly shouted: "I'm very sorry for making everyone feel sad because of Wei Young. But I believe that one day, it will find its new owner. Today's auction ends here, and Wei Young once again apologizes to all the distinguished guests... "

However, after I just said these words.

In the No. auction house above, a voice emerged: "Miss Weiyang, please stay."

“Not everyone doesn’t choose to try it.”

Hearing this, Ye Weiyang looked towards him.

When he noticed the auction box No. , he became a little sluggish and looked at the position in it very hesitantly, with waves of confusion in his eyes.

That box seems to have been requested by Palace Master Nalan and himself.

And he also told himself that the user of that box was created by the new forging method, that is, the creator of the spiritual armor.

This?

What's the situation?

He actually spoke directly.

However, he did not hesitate. He remembered that Nalan Shu said that the forger was a knight, which meant that he was definitely of light attribute, so there would be no problem.

He just shouted immediately: "Since you have an idea, come down."

However, as soon as these words were spoken, two young men with bright aura walked out from below. They were tall and tall, and their aura exploded with great force.

"Are you planning to do this together?" Ye Weiyang was stunned and expressed confusion.

"That's not the case. If I don't do it, my brother will." Ye Ling explained.

Hearing this, Ye Weiyang was stunned.

An eighth-level paladin nearby heard this and was a little helpless.

Said: "Aren't you just joking?"

"Why are there two people coming together and pushing each other for the assessment? This is the sword of the Sword God of Light!"

"Even if the Holy Knight comes here, he still needs to show respect!"

This knight was quite speechless when he said this.

"Senior, you are also a knight, eighth level, and should be a strong member of the Holy Knights." When Ye Ling heard this, he turned his head, looked at the knight, and performed a knight's salute, saying this.

"Am I a knight?"

"What's the use of this, you ask?"

The paladin was confused. Of course, he didn't think Ye Ling was trying to make trouble for him here. After all, there was no targeted emotion in him, and as a paladin, even if he was the leader, he couldn't do anything to him casually.

However, the Paladin immediately thought of something.

Looking at Ye Ling like this, he must be a genius. He wants to explain why he is like this, but explaining too much is useless, so it is better to ask his name directly.

Thinking of this, he said: "Young man, tell me your name."

"Ye Ling." Ye Ling answered simply.

"Ye Ling?" The Paladin was stunned when he heard this. He thought of this name.

"Is it the first place in this Demon Hunting Group Competition?" (End of Chapter)