Chapter 877: The Tower of the Dead

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If it weren't for the fact that the final word had been settled now, even if the Holy Son of Shaking Light spent a million spirit stones, he would have to fight with Du Yuesheng!

I shake the light, the master of the Holy Land is like a cloud, and the world is rich, and you are said to be a deep mountain and an old forest.

I shake the light of the Holy Son is extremely talented, strong, and his identity is even more noble, and whoever sees him in the Holy Divine Prefecture cannot respectfully call the Holy Son.

Can ...... now My dignified Son is said to be a poor bastard who has never seen the world!

This is an insult to the Shaking Light Holy Land and the Shaking Light Holy Son, which is even more excessive than killing one or two unknown disciples of the Shaking Light Holy Land.

This is completely**naked slap in the face!

The Son of Shaking Light clenched his fists, and his eyes almost burst into anger.

However, he didn't make a quick move, he gritted his teeth and stared at Du Yuesheng tightly.

Next time, he will definitely not let go of Du Yuesheng, and Du Yuesheng must come back with a big loss in order to get back to the field!

"Why are you not convinced?"

Du Yuesheng crossed Erlang's legs, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were full of disdain as he looked at the Shaking Light Holy Son.

Cai Lao also sent out the weirdness of the atmosphere in the audience, but the more happy he was in his heart, the more fierce the people below fought, the more he earned!

He hurriedly beckoned, and the second auction item was directly delivered, and the woman walked up with a small bronze tower in her hand, and showed it to everyone with a smile.

As soon as this thing came out, there was a heavy wheezing sound in the field!

"What... Could this be ......?"

"Impossible... It can't be, it was destroyed three thousand years ago, it can't still exist in the world!"

"Tianjilou is so strong, even this thing has been left, the old man has no doubt that they can come up with the remnants of the immortal ruins, hahahaha!"

When many masters were shocked and puzzled, some people showed a satisfied expression and said: "This auction is worth it, and I actually saw the legendary Tower of the Dead!"

"The Tower of the Dead?"

Du Yuesheng's eyes narrowed, but he had no interest in this so-called Death Tower.

But when these masters saw the Tower of the Dead, they all became blushing and their necks were thick, just like a pervert seeing a beautiful woman, he knew that this Tower of the Dead was definitely not ordinary!

Cai Lao looked at everyone in the audience with a smile, felt that the atmosphere had been brewed enough, and finally said slowly:

"The legend of the Tower of the Past is a higher-level region, but the specific origin, I'm afraid no one can say clearly, but his power, everyone knows, although it is not an offensive and defensive method.

But...... It prolongs people's lives!"

Hearing this, Du Yuesheng's brows couldn't help but raise, it turned out that this tower of the dead could prolong a person's lifespan.

For monks, a thousand years at a glance, time and longevity may not seem important, but in fact, for those powerful monks, life span and time are very important.

They may have a lifespan of several thousand years, but as their cultivation reached the highest limit of their talents, it was not surprising that their cultivation remained in place for thousands of years without making an inch.

Cultivation is not progressing, but time is passing, and when their deadline is approaching, people who have lived for thousands of years are more nostalgic for the world than anyone else, and if possible, they will live at all costs.

Even reincarnation and recultivation are a solution, but reincarnation and recultivation are troublesome and dangerous after all.

Therefore, the magic weapon that can increase the life span has become their first choice.

Coincidentally, today there is a magic weapon that can increase people's lifespan - the Tower of Death!

"Old Cai, if you talk nonsense, be careful that I smash your Heavenly Machine Tower, tell me quickly, how many spirit stones are in this Afterlife Tower, as long as it is not higher than one million spirit stones, I will take it immediately!" a monk with a hat covering his face stood up and shouted.

The voice was a little old, and it was clear that this monk was in dire need of the Tower of the Dead!

But the old man directly ignored the monk's threat, and still said unhurriedly: "Your Excellency, don't worry, a million spirit stones is indeed a lot, but after all, the Afterlife Pagoda is not a mortal thing.

And this is an auction, it's not that you can take it away if you say how many spirit stones you take, it depends on everyone's meaning, now I announce that the bottom price of this rebirth tower is one million spirit stones, and the price increase is not less than ten thousand spirit stones each time!"

Hearing this, the hat monk went limp, and sat down in his chair.

One million spirit stones has been his savings for thousands of years, and now the reserve price is one million spirit stones, where can he take this rebirth tower?

But there were a lot of people in the field who were richer than this hat monk, and immediately someone shouted: "One hundred and one thousand spirit stones!"

"One hundred and fifty thousand spirit stones!"

"One million spirit stones!"

The sound of bidding came and went, and there was hardly any interval between them.

The people present were either great monks or big forces, and they had one thing in common, that is, they were all old, and even if no one took the initiative to kill them, they would not live long.

Now that the Tower of the Past has given them a chance to live, how can they let it go so easily?

"Two million spirit stones!" shouted out at a high price again, causing everyone to exclaim.

How can two million spirit stones go out, it can make a big force hurt their muscles and bones, Rao is everyone wants to live for a while more through the Death Tower, but they can't just spend all the spirit stones.

You must know that the final remnant of the immortal ruins is the key, and for the sake of the remnants of the immortal ruins, life can also be considered whether to consider whether to do it or not.

Therefore, as soon as the high price of two million spirit stones was shouted, many big forces and great cultivators all dubbed their flags, and secretly looked towards the person who shouted the price, ready to see who it was.

We can't buy people, we can wait for a while after the auction is over, talk about life and ideals with others, and by the way, borrow the tower of the dead in the hands of others, right?

But when they looked over and found that it was the Son of Shaking Light who raised their hands, they couldn't help but shake their heads and sigh.

It turned out to be the Shaking Light Holy Son, no wonder he was so generous, since it was he who made the shot, even those big forces that were as famous as the Shaking Light Holy Land could only smile bitterly.

The Holy Land of Shaking Light cannot be easily offended, and this Tower of Death can only belong to the Holy Son of Shaking Light!

Although he is not very old, the Holy Lord of the Holy Land who shook the Holy Land is not young, and he is using this Afterlife Tower.

After the Shaking Light Holy Son finished shouting two million spirit stones, he found that there was silence in the field, and he couldn't help but hook the corners of his mouth, extremely proud.

I spent two million spirit stones in one go, and I still bought such a powerful magic weapon.

Who dares to say that he is poor? Who dares to say that he has never seen the world? Who dares to say that his holy land is a deep mountain and old forest?

Thinking of this, the Holy Son of Shaking Light also turned his head to look in the direction where Du Yuesheng was sitting, his eyes were full of provocation!