The young master of the Heavenly Demon Palace had a purple and blue color on his waist, and he grinned in pain. Everyone was worried that Wang Dali, the treasure in the source, would be deceived by him into going to the treasure of the Heavenly Demon Palace for auction, and a group of old cultivators frequently secretly attacked him.

The youngest daughter of the head of the Five Elements Palace was squeezed in the middle of the crowd, and the pink flowing skirt was torn by the ornaments on whose body. It was her favorite dress, so sad that tears were about to fall, and she was being comforted by a group of girlfriends.

But these are all the Supreme Elders of the major Holy Land Sects, and when they rush up at this time, even the Holy Lord will have a headache, not to mention that they are just juniors at the level of these Holy Sons and Holy Maidens.

"You've shocked me."

Wang Dali's face was expressionless, his right hand raised a slightly larger arc, and with a click, he cut the jasper knife diagonally through the stone ball, cutting off a large piece of stone skin with the source.

The stone ball reveals a red xenomorph source. This xenomorph source is called the fiery red source because it is as red as fire.

"Little brother, steady!"

"Stop, stop! Let's stand back! ”

Seeing this, those old monks hurriedly retreated, for fear that the jade knife in his king would hurt the treasure in the stone.

"Isn't it a xenogene, it's just so big, what's the panic?"

One of the top ten disciples of the Yin-Yang Sect shook his head, not understanding why those old-timers were so exaggerated, and at the same time, he was a little jealous that Wang Dali was in such a limelight.

"What do you know?!"

When an old monk heard his words, he immediately retorted loudly with a pair of big eyes, and his saliva splashed on the face of this Yin-Yang Sect disciple.

"The birth of such a large piece of xenomorph source just now didn't cause a vision, and I know with my ass that the immortal light in the stone can't be because of this, there must be something in the fiery red source!"

This Yin-Yang Sect disciple's face turned green. He had a slight habit of cleanliness, but at this time the old monk grabbed his hands, and he couldn't even wipe the saliva on his face.

After a few minutes, the stone ball was completely peeled away.

It was a fiery red source orb, but what was even more striking was that the ball contained something sealed inside.

This thing is similar to a child under the age of three dynasties, with all four limbs and facial features, but it is only an inch long.

"Actually sealed an elf in the source?"

There was an exclamation from the crowd, but an old monk suddenly made a thunderous sound, and his eyes were red and he stared at the source ball in Wang Dali's hand, like a mad demon.

"No, that's not right! This is the legendary medicine king ginseng fruit, also known as grass return pill. It is claimed to be a natural pill, and eating one can prolong life for 360 years! ”

"Three Hundred and Sixty Years !!"

Not only the old monk, but the eyes of the old people around Wang Dali were all red, like wild dogs that had been hungry for three days, and suddenly smelled a fragrant chicken leg on the ground.

The old monk also let go of the hand that was grabbing the Yin-Yang Sect disciple. One of the top ten disciples of the Yin-Yang Sect had a cloudy and uncertain face, and walked out of the Tianzihao Stone Garden to contact the elders of the sect.

At this time, there are many people who act in line with him.

"Little brother, I'll pay 800,000 catties to buy the ginseng fruit in your hand!"

A group of old immortals frantically squeezed forward again and directly began to bid.

"800,000 is a fart! I am the Supreme Elder of the Ziwei Holy Sect, and I will give out a million catties of sources, along with a Holy Master-level weapon! ”

"What about the Ziwei Holy Sect? I am the elder of the Thunder Clan among the top ten families in the Northern Regions, and I am willing to give 1.2 million jin of sources and bring two Saint Master-level weapons! ”

The Supreme Elder of the Ziwei Holy Sect turned his head to look at the Elder of the Thunder Clan, and said with a cold face.

"Old man Lei! You still have one hundred and twenty years to live, what are you doing in such a hurry! Why don't you give me this chance! ”

"Old Ghost Fang, don't you still have forty years to live! Anyway, you often take ordinary people's soul refiners, it's not a good thing, why do you want to live for so long?! ”

It's about prolonging life, and these old friends who have known each other for hundreds of years are fighting with each other, tearing their faces, exposing each other's shortcomings, and they almost fight.

There were also some old men with pale faces. Although their strength is comparable to that of everyone on the scene, the forces behind them are inferior, and their financial resources are even less sufficient, so they can only watch the opportunity to prolong their lives leave them.

One million catties of yuan, an ordinary Taishang elder can't earn so much in his life.

In the crowd, Wang Dali also found a familiar face.

"Red Dragon?"

"Great God."

The Red Dragon Old Road walked out of the crowd. Finding out that he and Wang Dali knew each other, it was very likely that they could get this ginseng fruit, and immediately countless hostile eyes were thrown at him.

Lao Dao turned his head to look at those people, his eyes were indifferent, but someone saw a monstrous sea of blood from them, and sweat suddenly flowed down his forehead.

"This is the Red Dragon Dao of the Demon Clan, who has already cut the Dao 1,200 years ago. Everyone thought that his longevity was over, but some time ago, the Demon Emperor Palace set up the Demon Emperor Flag, and only then did he find out that the red dragon was actually there, and he was frightened on the spot. ”

Several old men recognized the red dragon, and their words were full of fear. This Demon Clan Dao Elder was not a good person to get along with when he was young, and his hands were stained with the blood of many Holy Lords, and he even slaughtered several sects.

"You don't seem to have much to do."

"Thirty years to go."

Regarding Wang Dali's question, Chilong answered honestly. He has seen it, even if the Qinghua Demon Saint is in front of this, he can only be regarded as a small character who nods his head.

"I want to keep this ginseng fruit as a souvenir. This longevity grass that can prolong your life for a hundred years is for you, go and pay for the money I paid for these source stones. ”

"Thank you, Okami."

Chilong was pleasantly surprised to take a small leaf with seven white grass fruits from Wang Dali's hand, and took out 321,000 jin of the source and handed it to the guardian of Daoyi Shifang, in exchange for the divine source that Wang Dali had mortgaged before.

Chilong knew that he had taken a big advantage this time, otherwise with only 320,000 jin yuan, he would never be able to exchange it for a divine object that could increase his lifespan for a hundred years.

Then, Wang Dali put away the ginseng fruit and the divine source, and mentioned the watermelon stone he had bought.

He looked at it for a few seconds, then set the jasper knife aside and slapped it on the stone ball with one palm. The stone ball, which resembled a watermelon, immediately split apart and fell to the ground from Wang Dali's palm.

But then, in a stone crushing stone, a few points of crystal clear light appeared. Sweeping away the stone powder, Wang Dali grabbed six cicada-like divine sources that were vivid, as colorful as crystals, and emitted a glow on their own.

"This is the skin shed by the cicada!"

These six cicadas are large and small, and they are all composed of divine sources. The small one is about 5,000 catties of yuan, and the large one is close to 30,000.

"There is a kind of cicada that feeds on the source, and it takes every hundred years to form a shell and shed a divine source! Looking at these six cicadas, it should be a divine cicada that has shed its shell six times in a row, and each time it will return to the place where it was born! ”

The total price of the six cicadas is about 100,000. In the end, among the four, it was actually a stone grinding source stone randomly selected by Catherine that won the first place.

However, this source stone was not chosen by Catherine for the first time, so the competition between the four ended in a draw.