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The space created by the space gem is softer and smoother, while the space formed by the space mythril is more angular, and the aura of the two seems a little incompatible. Once Regulus wanted to make the space formed by the intersection of the gem and Mithril dock with each other, and open a passage, the repulsive force of the two would obviously emanate, which gave Regulus a headache.

"Spatial Mithril without a machine spirit is still difficult to control...... Machine Spirit ...... Machine Spirit?! Just as Xuanyuan was talking to himself, he thought of another way.

"Alien Soul Record, Soul Split!"

Urging the Alien Spirit Heavenly Record, Xuanyuan carefully separated a trace of the soul power of the Dark Evil Venerable and moved it to the space of Mithril.

In order to fuse the space generated by the space Mithril with the gem, the space Mithril is considered to have been finalized, and as for the space gem that has been integrated into the machine spirit, it is even more irreversible. Therefore, even if Xuanyuan gives up at this time, the space mythril and the space gem cannot be recycled, and Xuanyuan's current approach is to treat a dead horse as a live horse doctor, hoping to rely on this method to make the link between the two successful.

The soul power of the Dark Evil Venerable, after all, is also the existence of the treasure desperate realm, so the space Mithril is naturally unable to withstand it, but if it is only for the space Mithril to accommodate a small part of the soul power, there is no problem.

With Xuanyuan's hopeful efforts, the gem and space Mithril that contained the soul breath of the Dark Evil Venerable finally showed a certain trend of fusion. A space bridge is gradually being built, which also marks the imminent realization of Xuanyuan's idea.

"Yes, being able to break the stereotype and find another way of thinking, based on this alone, is better than the few apprentices before me who did not succeed. As a spiritual artifact master, the most taboo thing is to stick to the rules......" Yue Cong was very satisfied with Xuanyuan's approach.

"Condenser!"

Seeing that the two completely different spatial forces finally had a tendency to merge, Xuanyuan also began to control the spiritual weapon to gradually take shape. When the two spatial forces are no longer repulsive, this spiritual weapon will be completed.

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When Xuanyuan was still working hard for the formation of the spiritual weapon, all the goods in the Silver Liang Auction had been auctioned out, and at this time, the bidder who had auctioned the things he wanted had already brought the Silver Liang and went to exchange for his collection. As a result, most of the bidders also left the venue. From the expressions of these exiters alone, it is not difficult to see who is the winner and who has nothing to gain.

The final transaction price of Long Xianlu was 14 million taels, and it was not the Shengjin Chamber of Commerce with strong financial resources that was finally auctioned off, but the little-known man in the desperate realm.

The extent of the young man's anger at this time can be imagined. He carried more than 10 million taels of silver, and with the task given to him by the Chamber of Commerce, he came to bid for Long Xianlu, but in the end, because of the man's sideways, he didn't get anything. After all, now that the auction is over, the last three treasures cannot be purchased with silver taels, and this time, he is empty.

"Uncle Peng, look, do we want to ......" The young man made a gesture with a knife viciously, obviously, let this man take Long Xianlu away like this, the young man naturally disagreed.

"Young master, I can't see through this person, I'm afraid it's not good to shoot blindly, but we can ......," the middle-aged man who was with the young man whispered in a low voice.

These things Xuanyuan and the others naturally had no way of knowing, except for Xuanyuan who was still completing the last step of the spirit weapon casting, the others were staring at the people left behind in the venue. Except for some good deeds, everyone else is probably going to participate in the final auction.

As Xuanyuan expected, the mysterious man sitting on the iron seat did not leave the scene. If it weren't for the treasure desperate aura exuded from his body, the staff of the Wanbao Auction House would have thought that he was asleep and planned to expel him.

Due to financial problems, almost none of the people in the iron seats remained, so there were no other bidders around the man, and his figure was very abrupt.

"Ladies and gentlemen, our barter session is about to begin, so please prepare the items you need to exchange and make your own offers. Using items as trading items, like silver, there can be a price increase in the middle, but please allow me to inspect the auction house, whether it is a spiritual weapon, an elixir or a variety of exercises or gemstone beast crystals, they must be inspected by our special inspectors, I hope you understand! ”

Standing on the auction table this time was not the eldest lady of Wanbao Auction House, Ousha, but another old man. Although it is not as beautiful and eye-catching as Ousha before, it is indeed full of momentum, and his spiritual power fluctuations have reached the peak of the spirit desperate realm, and there is a faint aura of wanting to break through to the god's desperate realm.

This person is Ou Feng, one of the two heroes of the Ou family, that is, the real helmsman of Wanbao Auction House, and he and his younger brother Ou Yun have jointly supported the glory of Wanbao Auction House for nearly 50 years. Ou Feng is extremely business-minded and meticulous, and has won countless benefits for Wanbao Auction House, and he is also the biggest enemy of our Chamber of Commerce in the territory of the Wuxia Empire. His younger brother Ou Yun, his strength has reached the desperate state, although he does not have the business talent of his brother, but his cultivation talent is definitely extremely first-class, although his name is Yun, but in fact, he is a dual attribute of ice and fire, and his ability is extremely changeable and strong......"

This time, the intelligence network of the Wanbao Chamber of Commerce finally played his due role and reported this person's information like a few treasures.

The young man who "got it...... didn't seem to be interested in this person, and simply went back.

"The following is the auction of the first collection, the Prison of the Gods, and everyone who wants to participate in the auction can go to our backstage to inspect the items." Ou Feng smiled.

This rule specified by Wanbao Auction House is extremely beneficial to Xuanyuan and the others, after all, Xuanyuan has not yet completed the forging of the spirit weapon, so it gives them a certain amount of time to prepare.

Under the gaze of everyone, more than half of the remaining seats in the audience stood up and began to prepare to line up.

Although Xuanyuan and the others didn't really want this divine cage, the others were very interested in it, including the Shengjin Chamber of Commerce and the Spiritual Desperate Man all stood up and prepared to attack.

However, the mysterious man did not act, and it seems that he was only interested in the latter two items......

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