In the end, the flawed atavistic demon blood was auctioned by Mu Wuyan after Ye Xuan's bidding was lost.

When he handed over 750,000 magic crystals and got the atavistic demon blood, Mu Wuyan was still a burst of joy, although in the end he met a guy who actually shot with him, which made him very unhappy and painful.

Mu Wuyan returned to the VIP room, his eyes coldly looking at the last person he had been competing with.

Ye Xuan also sensed his gaze scanning back and forth over his body.

Ye Xuan sneered in his heart, who could recognize him when he used illusion to cover his face.

Even if some of these alien cultivators have some special secret methods, at most they can see that they are not showing their true faces.

Next, Ye Xuan's eyes were slightly closed, as if he didn't care about the auction below.

And the auction below also went smoothly under the auspices of Chen Yuxi.

"The eighteenth item, the Stunned Pill, this Pill is an elixir that breaks through the bottleneck, and if a Saint King Realm cultivator takes this Pill when he breaks through the half-step immortal, it will increase the chance of breaking through by at least one percent..."

......

Auction items continue to appear, and the voices of bidding come and go, whether it is the VIP room above or the tens of thousands of aliens below, there are fierce bids.

This was the first time Ye Xuan had participated in an auction in the Demon Realm, and he occasionally opened his eyes and looked at the fierce bidding atmosphere on the scene, his eyes flashed slightly.

It's not that Ye Xuan doesn't have anything particularly exciting, it's just that some of the prices are ridiculously high, so he has to give up.

"The forty-eighth lot is a rare item...... It's a very rare god-level martial soul!" Chen Yuxi smiled mysteriously and picked up something from the table with his hand.

"Martial Soul!It's actually a god-level martial soul!!"

"I didn't expect a god-level martial soul to appear so soon!?"

"This can already be used as a finale treasure in previous auctions. ”

Hearing Chen Qiuxi's words, the venue was in an uproar, and everyone looked at the object in Chen Qiuxi's hand in amazement.

Suddenly there was a sense of surprise and astonishment.

It was a small bronze rectangular wooden box, much like a coffin that had shrunk countless times.

After a ghostly light from the tips of Chen Yuxi's fingers lit up on the wooden box, suddenly, a stitch opened on the wooden box, and a puff of gray-cyan smoke floated out from it.

An eerie aura of vicissitudes of life, in the next moment, permeated from the box and permeated the entire auction room. Everyone only felt a rotten atmosphere, containing endless resentment.

It is the martial soul of a fallen Terran powerhouse, but unfortunately when killing the Terran powerhouse, this martial soul was seriously damaged, and it has fallen to a martial soul that is not at the god level, the specific use and function of this Yin Yang Sword Coffin martial soul are unknown, but it is definitely a terrible martial soul, and the friends sitting here can take it back and study it carefully. Maybe it can be repaired and raised back to the god level.

The reserve price of this martial soul is 500,000 lower-grade magic crystals, and the price of each competition must not be less than 10,000 magic crystals, and the auction will start now. ”

Chen Yuxi held this small wooden coffin with a solemn expression, and used the light of the protective body to resist the invasion of the rotten qi on him. A subtle hint of embarrassment flashed in her eyes, and the sound spread all around, and the entire auction room fell silent.

Most of the tens of thousands of aliens in the main hall and the people in the VIP room above had strange expressions on their faces.

The usefulness and function are unknown, how can I still bid for it?

Moreover, it has fallen to the god level, and this price is a bit high.

The aliens in the venue were all silent, if it was a true god-level martial soul, 10 million magic crystals would be worth it, but this god-level martial soul would be a bit expensive if it was still a big loss.

Chen Yuxi smiled bitterly in his heart, he had thought of it long ago, and when this item appeared, there would be a cold scene.

"500,000 magic crystals!" But in the next moment, a man's voice suddenly sounded, breaking the calm of the venue.

The voice was abrupt, but it sounded from the back of the main hall.

The person who asked for the price was Ye Xuan.

For others, this Yin Yang Sword Coffin Martial Spirit may not be worth it, but for him...

There was a look of excitement on Ye Xuan's face in his black robe, and he was about to fuse a god-level sword martial spirit.

And this yin and yang sword coffin is not, as long as it is in his hands, relying on his martial soul reincarnation power, it is not an instant.

Moreover, when the Yin Yang Sword Coffin opened a crack just now, revealing that evil aura, he found that the black sword in his True Luo Ring actually shook slightly!

Now the black sword was still trembling lightly in the True Luo Ring, which made Ye Xuan a little worried, afraid that it would fly out directly.

You must know that this black sword was taken out by Ye Xuan from the starry sky turbulence, and its mystery made even Ye Xuan's heart palpitate, it actually moved at this time, and this yin and yang sword coffin must be extremely extraordinary!

Ye Xuan's eyes appeared with exquisite pupils, and he wanted to see through the Yin and Yang Sword Coffin to see what it looked like, but he was blocked by a mysterious force on the surface of the wooden coffin.

In this way, Ye Xuan had a strong interest in this Yin-Yang Sword Coffin, and faintly felt that this Yin-Yang Sword Coffin was definitely an amazing god-level martial spirit.

Pang Yuxi sat beside Ye Xuan and was slightly stunned, Ye Xuan passed on a few words to her, and she nodded, revealing her clear meaning.

And at this moment, some other aliens beside Ye Xuan shook their heads, only to feel that the person next to him was a stupid fork.

The 'Yin Yang Sword Coffin' is obviously an ominous thing, or is it a badly damaged, who would shoot it with a little brain?

Hearing someone bidding, Chen Zhuoxi couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, as long as someone asked for a price, of course, even if no one wanted to bid, the waiters in the auction hall mixed in the hall would bid back again.

"Five hundred and ten thousand magic crystals!" But on the other side of the main hall, a woman's voice suddenly sounded, and everyone looked for the sound, only to see a woman wearing a gray robe with a hat on her head.

Ye Xuan frowned, he could feel that this woman was a sword cultivator, and her aura was extremely faint.

"Five hundred and fifty thousand magic crystals!" Ye Xuan opened his mouth again to bid.

"Five hundred and sixty thousand magic crystals!" the woman hesitated slightly, and then called in a deep voice again.

"Six hundred thousand. Ye Xuan sat down like a mountain and said.

When the sword cultivator heard Ye Xuan's bidding, she shook her head with a wry smile, she didn't ask for any more, 600,000 magic crystals were no longer worth it for her to shoot this downgraded sword martial soul.

Although his net worth is more than this, he doesn't want to build too much for a martial soul that has suffered a lot of damage.

"700,000 magic crystals!" In a VIP room above, a young man's arrogant shouting sounded, and his voice was extremely proud.

Some aliens at the scene were stunned.

And Ye Xuan also frowned slightly.

This unit price is the one who is the wood without flames.

Ye Xuan glanced at the VIP room, and then spoke again to ask for "Seven hundred and one thousand magic crystals!"

He is bound to get this yin and yang sword coffin.

"Eight hundred thousand!"

In the third-floor VIP room, Mu Wuyan, who was wearing a brocade robe, sneered again and asked for the price.

Mu Lingyan on the side frowned slightly, shook his head, and sighed lightly, "Why bother with the battle of will." ”

"Eight hundred and one thousand!" Ye Xuan's face was a little ugly, and he said.

Immediately, he added, "This is my last auction price, and if it exceeds this amount, I will no longer bid for it." ”

Although this Mu Wuyan was a sword cultivator, Ye Xuan knew that he was here to disgust himself and avenge his previous shooting.

When Mu Wuyan heard Ye Xuan's words, he hesitated slightly, he was a little unsure if Ye Xuan would really stop shooting, he was a little afraid that if he continued to shoot, this martial spirit would be smashed into his hand.

(End of chapter)