The black shadow of the giant beast in the sky, somehow, disappeared into the air. Like a midnight orchid at night, quietly flashing.

Jin Zhenshan's heart was beating wildly, and he was forced to feel like chicken blood, and a trace of something wrong suddenly surged in his heart.

Jindan Palace...... It is impossible to open it without incident, and once the palace appears, it represents how much attention this real person attaches to this incident. And Honka real ...... He actually opened his palace!

"I'm afraid tonight's scramble will be more fierce than you can imagine......" He took a deep breath and prepared to receive the next distinguished guest.

A flying sword, a hundred meters long and more than ten meters wide, cut through layers of clouds and landed in front of the Golden Dou Hall.

The sword body is simple, but the word "Nangong" on it makes people have to look up.

Demon Cultivation Nangong Family!One Door Five and a Half Step Jindan!Demon Cultivation Family Ranks First!

A green lotus, blooming at the door of the Golden Bucket Hall, more than a dozen old monks in robes, leisurely walked out of the lotus flower that was dozens of meters wide, the first old man seemed to have died, and chanted a Buddha name: "Amitabha, the old man is clear." ”

"Master Qingzhan...... The abbot of Wutai Mountain, the half-step Jindan, he, his old man is also here?"

I don't know how many monks are stunned to look at the people who came tonight, and every single one of them is a person in the cultivation world who stomped his feet and was shocked!

A talisman trap blue bird landed in front of the door, and three female cultivators walked out of the belly, with beautiful faces, but the pressure on the whole body made people dare not peep.

Three half-step Jindan!

"This is the Miaolian Master of Emei Miaoqingguan......" Jin Zhenshan gasped and immediately went to greet him.

Busy, painful, and endured the terrifying spiritual pressure from the other party from time to time. Everyone in Jin Doutang is in dire straits at any time, but no one complains bitterly.

...... At least it's all half-step Jindan!

Such a person usually wants to meet but can't get it! You must know that the hall master of the Golden Dou Hall is only in the late stage of foundation building!

Time passed quickly, and when the Xuanyuan family, which ranked second in demon cultivation, the Song family, the first human family in Zhuzhou, the Meng family, the first family in Mingshui, and the Hongmeng Village, the first family in Xichuan, entered together, the welcoming ceremony reached a climax!

"Please, fellow Daoists, please!" Jin Zhenshan's mouth couldn't be closed, what auction could make so many top family dojos at the same time?

No one could do it, but the auction of the Heavenly Legion did!

The four family heads, the four patriarchs, who were also half-step Jindan, smiled slightly, arched their hands, and were about to go inside. At this moment, at the end of the road, there was a sudden sound of bells.

The voice was very crisp and small, however, everyone present changed their faces at the same time, and looked at the Coiling Dragon Breaking Void Formation that enveloped the entire Golden Dou Hall with great solemnity.

"This is ......," the Meng family leader's pupils shrank suddenly. Everyone took a step back in unison.

They see ...... The coiling dragon broke through the empty array, and it was slowly twisting!

It was as if an invisible giant was coming, this formation that could compete with the Great Perfection of Foundation Building, just because of the other party's footsteps, was trembling and almost collapsed!

Jindan Ancestor ......

This word came to everyone's minds.

Someone rode a giant beast more than 20 meters long, unable to distinguish what kind, covered with more than a dozen seats, at the same time, the three giant beasts brought in were silent, touching the ground with their heads.

"Knock...... Knock ......" The ground trembled slightly, and then, in less than three seconds, the Coiling Dragon Breaking Formation separated on its own.

Eight giants full two meters tall, carrying a sedan chair, appeared at the breach.

Everyone took a step back again, and the eight giants carrying the sedan chair were all dressed in Qing Dynasty costumes, their limbs stiff and their faces were pale. Skinny and bones. Only the bewitching red nails and pupils, so abrupt under the moon.

"What, don't you welcome the real person?" Just when the scene was stunned, an old voice came out of the sedan chair.

A gentle sentence made everyone present wake up like a dream. Jin Zhenshan was the first to kneel down tremblingly, shouting, "Welcome to the Ancestor!!"

The others immediately knelt down in unison. Even a half-step golden pill is the same.

Half a step, after all, is not Jindan.

Everyone's hearts are already shaking. This is the second Jindan Ancestor who has not registered!

No one dared to raise their heads, no one dared to make a sound, the scene, the silence of death.

Zombies carry sedan chairs, this is not the scene of any known Jindan ancestor!

And on the sedan chair, there is a coffin!

That voice came out of the coffin!

"Zilala......" The coffin, which has been unknown for many years, made a piercing friction sound, and a hand wearing an official robe, pale as a ghost, stretched out from the coffin: "Where is the principal?"

"Late, the juniors are ......" Jin Zhenshan walked up hard: "No, no, I don't know what the seniors ordered?"

"Little cub...... Tell me......" The voice seemed to be out of breath: "Is there a record of the family background of the other old ghosts?"

"No...... Back to the ancestors, the juniors, the juniors dare not ask about the Jindan ancestor......"

There was silence, and after a while, the coffin clicked shut, and a voice that seemed to be a ghost sounded: "Hehe...... Then the things in this seat have to be fought for...... Hopefully the other old stuff isn't so good with what they have on hand......"

"Artichoke!artichoke!" Inside, Cat Eighty-two trotted up to follow, and the dog's face was distorted: "Twelve...... Twelve Jindan Ancestors! Old monsters who ran out of nowhere! What should I do?

Xu Yangyi, Mao Baer, and Li Zongyuan walked in an antique corridor, each with a small intercom hanging in their ears. Xu Yangyi's expression was immovable, nodded deeply, and continued to walk out.

"Artichoke, did you hear it!" Mao Ba'er couldn't bear it anymore, Jindan Ancestor, how majestic that was, but it wasn't ten today!

"Aren't you in a hurry?!" it lifted its paw and looked at it, "Five minutes left! Five minutes left to start! You ......"

"I'm in a hurry, too. Xu Yangyi's eyes narrowed slightly, but then he looked at the end of the passage more firmly: "However, is it useful?"

Cat Eighty-two suddenly became dumb.

"When things come, you have to be bold. Twelve Jindan Ancestors...... Is there a difference with ten?"

Cat Eighty-two opened his mouth and had nothing to say.

"When I come to Jindan in the future, I will be the Thirteen Great Jindan Ancestors. Xu Yangyi's leather shoes echoed in the corridor, his expression did not move, and he said indifferently: "Since I am here, standing here, everything here must be done." ”

"No matter how many people come or who they are facing, this is my Xingtian Legion, my Xu Yangyi's leap journey. ”

"Brush!" the three of them walked to the end of the hallway, and without hesitation, he lifted the large red curtain in front of him.

"Boom!" Inside, the surging spiritual pressure surged out like a tidal wave! It even made the hair and clothes of the three of them fly fiercely!

Is that...... A truly gigantic fantasy!

Here, it is very big, very big, Xu Yangyi can't see the specific number, but he dares to say that the largest central commercial plaza in each first-class city is nothing more than that!

Inside the door, outside the door, two worlds.

Outside, it is like an opera house, however, it is an ancient Chinese style, overhead, twelve golden dragons, each dozens of meters long, entrenched in mid-air, and on them, there is an incomparably exquisite small pavilion. Carved beams and painted buildings, elegant and beautiful. Like twelve pavilions in the clouds, it has captured everyone's attention!

And, at the door of these pavilions, the "doorman" standing in front of the door with his head bowed down, is all monks in the late stage of foundation building!

Twelve golden pills!

Below, there are dozens of seats, and on each seat, there are already people sitting at the moment. There are not many people, but each of them is a well-known cultivation family in China.

Xu Yangyi's heart paused for half a beat at this moment.

Without it, he had just appeared, and before he stepped onto the auction table, twelve equally powerful and incomparable spiritual senses shot down from the clouds like sharp swords from hundreds of meters away, and nailed straight to his body.

One of them, with a hidden and extremely good killing intent. It's light, but it's deadly.

Floating Cloud Ancestor...... Xu Yangyi closed his eyes, suppressed the feeling of being targeted by a prehistoric giant beast at this moment, and was covered with cold sweat, closed his eyes and took a deep breath. When I opened my eyes, I was already clear.

Now that it's come, it's chosen, it's decided, what's there to be afraid of!

Look up to the sky and laugh and go out, how can I be a Penghao person?

My generation of monks, fighting for their lives with the sky, how can there be two ends of the first rat, but no?

"When ......" was at this moment, the clock rang, and the scene fell silent.

......With a soft sound, the whole space became ethereal, and a light blue smoke like a mist appeared in the space ethereal.

"Immortal Mist Array ......" An old woman's eyes moved slightly: "The grand gathering of monks is completely different from mortals, and the effect that monks want is difficult for mortals to simulate. Although this fairy mist array has no other use, it is a must in setting off the atmosphere and brewing the environment. Jin Doutang has made a lot of money this time......"

The green fireflies rose in the light smoke, and the scene was like a grassland at night, and people were intoxicated.

After a while, the clouds and smoke dissipated, and an obese figure appeared on the auction table, he smiled loudly and arched his hand around: "Fellow Daoists, Qi Zongkai, the hall master of the Lower Golden Dou Hall, is polite." ”

Immediately, he bowed deeply into the air again: "The juniors have seen the seniors. ”

No one answered, and everyone's eyes were on the building in the middle of the sky.

It is more magnificent and majestic than other pavilions, especially the magnificent heavenly character on the door, which is enough to silence everyone.

The sky is full of real people, half-step yuan baby!

"No courtesy. After a few seconds, a faint voice came from the sky, and then there was no more indication.

Qi Zongkai took a deep breath, bowed again, and said loudly to the entire golden room: "Everyone...... Two hundred years later, Dan Dao reopened, and today's auction, based on the medium-grade spirit stones, can be bartered, and the value of the exchanged items will be determined by the parish to be equal to the value of the ......"

"Little cub ......" a night owl-like voice came from a pavilion in the sky: "Don't bother, there are more auctions than you think, start now!"

"Yes......" Qi Zongkai took a few deep breaths and shouted, "The auction conference has officially begun!"