Chapter 950: The Stone of the Wasteland

Sunset City!

At this moment, the city is crowded with people, and many strong and domineering atmospheres converge here.

Today's Sunset City can be described as a real gathering of wind and clouds.

The ancient ruins are in the world, where the night house is, the land of 'Bright Moon City' has been torn apart, and the entire ancient city has formed a huge crack from south to north, which is bottomless.

The Yejia family moved, and Mingyue City became a ruin, full of crises four times, and did not dare to stay anywhere.

Sunset City, on the other hand, is the closest to the previous Bright Moon City, and hundreds of miles outside the city, you can see the edge of the earth that has been torn apart by the appearance of the ruins.

At this moment, almost all the powerhouses of the major forces are gathered in Sunset City.

On this day, Mo Wuchen came, he hid his breath and walked in Sunset City, like an ordinary person, inconspicuous.

"Heavenly Martial Saint Son Leng Yun ......"

Ahead, on the street, there was a young man dressed in white and holding a folding fan, looking twenty-five or sixteen, with a majestic aura and a faint holy light around him.

Mo Wuchen did not approach, but saw the other party from a distance.

In the city, there are not a few strong people from the major forces, and everyone has a strong atmosphere, in addition, there are many geniuses of the younger generation who have come here.

I'm afraid that not only Leng Yun, but also some of the Holy Sons of the Ten Holy Lands should have already come.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, the sound of explosions rolled and echoed, and in the endless sky, two figures collided together, and the battle was earth-shattering, and the void seemed to be about to collapse, which was terrifying.

"Tang Yongming!"

The crowd exclaimed and recognized one of them, it was the son of the contemporary holy master of the Guwu Tang family, Tang Yongming!

"Tang Yongming is a cultivator of the True Immortal Realm, his strength is comparable to that of the Holy Son of one side, and who is the other person, who can actually compete with him?"

Everyone was amazed, and above the sky, there was a sudden surge of fierce winds, and those fierce winds were like endless blades, cutting through the void, and terrifying void cracks appeared.

"The Law of the Wind, that person is Nie Lin of the Heavenly Machine Mansion, the Holy Son of the Heavenly Machine!"

People exclaimed, the wind howled, like a terrible sword storm swept away, and everyone changed color, this is the law of the heavenly body.

"Now that the parties have not officially entered the ancient ruins, there are two Saint Son-level geniuses fighting here, and in Sunset City, I am afraid that there will be no peace during this time. ”

In the midst of everyone's discussions, above the sky, the two proud men fought farther and farther away, and in an instant, they swept out of the city and continued to fight.

Many people went out with them to see the fighting between the two sides, and some people did not move, as if such a scene had long been commonplace.

Indeed, in the past few days, more and more strong people, and the younger generation of geniuses have arrived, and the big forces of all parties have been inherited from ancient times, and there have been many disputes for thousands of years, and now they are meeting, and there is a big war since they are indispensable.

But everyone knows that for the power of the wilderness in the ancient ruins, the Holy Land and the Ancient Martial Arts Family have invited many powerful magic weapons, and the masters of the older generation have also arrived, so even if there is a fight, it will not be a battle of life and death, after all, both sides have a background here, and no one dares to touch that mold.

Mo Wuchen stayed alone in the city for three days, and did not move.

During these three days, some holy places often investigated the ancient ruins outside the city, but no one dared to go deep into them.

After all, it is a relic handed down from ancient times, and it is full of dangers, and even the existence of a holy place will not dare to act rashly until it is clearly explored.

And in the past three days, Mo Wuchen saw many acquaintances coming, Fang Han and Great Elder Fang Shuqiu led a group of Fang family masters to descend, but Fang Yuan did not appear.

But people also know that such a holy lord-level power must have already come, but it has not yet appeared.

"Someone in the city has retrieved the Stone of the Wasteland, and it's being auctioned now, so go check it out. ”

On this day, Mo Wuchen was walking on the street, and when he heard such a news, he couldn't help but be attracted by it.

As the crowd moved, he soon came to a place similar to a fang market, where many people set up stalls and sold some nameless magic weapons.

Among them, not far away, the crowd gathered, and the noise came, which seemed to be a little intense.

"This senior, is this really a barren stone?"

In the crowd, a middle-aged man stood up and pointed to a black stone the size of his thumb on the stall, while the others were also bright-eyed and curious.

The stall owner was a half-hundred-year-old man, dressed in a black robe, like a loose cultivator, but his cultivation should not be underestimated, he said with a smile, "Naturally, yesterday, the people of Wangxian Pavilion used the soldiers of the Holy Dao to smash a gap in front of the ancient ruins, and this stone flew out at that time and was obtained by me. ”

"There is a desolate stone in the ancient ruins?!"

"No wonder it is said that the power of the desolation inside is thick like mist, it turns out that there are all desolate stones!"

The crowd rioted, as if they had learned some earth-shattering secret.

"The power of the wilderness is nothing more than being used to repair the magic weapon, which is rare in the world, and my desolate stone, the desolate power contained in it, if all of it is refined, the number is as much as half a catty, and it can repair all the half-damaged immortal weapons!"

The black-robed old man's tone paused slightly, and then he continued, "There are no broken treasures on the old man's body, so this desolate stone is useless to me, so I will auction it off now and exchange it for an immortal stone, starting at 50 million." ”

"Fifty million?"

Suddenly, someone was unhappy, and stood up and retorted, "Even if it is a perfect quasi-immortal weapon, it is worth only tens of millions of immortal stones, is it too much for you to add a thumb-sized desolate stone to the sky like this?"

The old man looked at it and said disdainfully, "From ancient times to the present, in the major holy places, I am afraid that there are a lot of broken Holy Dao soldiers, which are all the ancestral weapons of my human race, are they not comparable to ordinary immortal weapons, and the holy lands and ancient martial arts families come here, and if they want to seize the power of the wilderness, they are nothing more than to use them to repair the soldiers of the Holy Dao, who will use them to repair the immortal weapons." ”

"And if you want to repair the soldiers of the Holy Dao, this power of the wilderness is indispensable, 50 million is already very kind, if you want to buy it, you can bring the fairy stone, if you just come to see the excitement, let the people behind you give the trouble to the people behind, maybe someone is already moved?"

"The Terran Ancestral Weapon, how powerful it is, even if it is only a little damaged, if you want to repair it, you need a lot of desolate power, your Desolate Stone is too small, how much can it be repaired?" someone frowned.

"The power of the wilderness has a price, and among the major forces, there are many immortal stones, you don't think it's cost-effective, there are people who want to buy it, get out of the way." The old man fell and said no more.

Sure enough, soon, someone couldn't bear it and stood up.

"Old man Zhou Yan, the great elder of the Sun and Moon Temple, is willing to give out 50 million immortal stones to exchange this desolate stone with you!"

As soon as these words came out, many people were surprised, the Sun and Moon Temple deserved to be one of the top ten holy places, and the background was remarkable, and the 50 million immortal stones were taken out.

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