"Distinguished guests, welcome to the first auction in the past! Today, we will be here to witness miracles! Today, legends will be created here! Today, we are here to witness the birth of miracles and legends, this is our supreme glory!"

The voice is high-pitched, majestic and magnetic, and the gold medal auctioneer surnamed Cui opens his arms and waves, looking excited and high-spirited. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Life is recast here! The path of the gods may be broken through this! The breaking of the realm is therefore easy! The consciousness of the gods is changed by this! History has entered an inflection point! The following is the speech of the creator of history -- Qiu Haiqian!"

Feng Ming took a few steps forward, generous and unrestrained, his face was natural, neither humble nor arrogant, his eyes scanned the big guys on the seats around him, calm as water.

Countless divine consciousness wandered on Feng Ming's body, and countless eyes swirled around Feng Ming's body. Mixed with Dao Dao's rough divine sense, it hit Feng Ming's brain, mixed with Dao Dao's fiery gaze burning on Feng Ming's body.

The two sides are not on a level, they can be unscrupulous and arbitrary.

One by one, they want to pick up everything in Feng Ming's body and understand everything in Feng Ming, under their divine consciousness, the martial saint is like a naked body, five internal organs, dantian, and divine sea, there are no secrets at all.

One by one, they violently impacted Feng Ming's brain and divine consciousness with ill intentions, intending to break Feng Ming's reason. As far as ants are concerned, trying to sway and control one big guy after another is ridiculous!

There was coercion in their eyes, piercing Fengming's heart. It's just ants, trying in vain to play with the big guys in the palm of their hands, and they don't know how thick the sky is!

This is deliberate harm! This is dismounting! This is psychological oppression! One by one, the martial saints are intent on forcing Feng Ming to act according to their will.

Those martial saints have no scruples, they all know that this is a kid with no background, belonging to the rootless Ping who is not loved by his grandmother and uncle. They can do whatever they want.

But let the Martial Saints disappointed! Surprised! Surprised! Shocked!

The divine consciousness that pierced the brain, the gaze that pierced the heart, and the endless coercion all disappeared, like a mud cow entering the sea, without a trace. The great martial artist on the stage was hazy, as if covered with a light veil, making it impossible for people to see through and oppress. It's so weird! A great martial artist actually ignored them and looked at each other one by one!

The "first-ever auction" has not officially begun, and it has provoked their nerves countless times.

The corners of Feng Ming's mouth were slightly upturned, it was contempt, and he sneered. In terms of strength, he was far from being the opponent of the Martial Saints, but in terms of divine sense, these Martial Saints in front of him were like babies in front of him. This is his pride.

Feng Ming still walked calmly, and at the same time, his divine sense was secretly released, and those hateful flies were gently brushed away like dust.

"Hee-hee! Interesting! Interesting! I'm afraid a freak has come in this time!"

The sound of chuckling came from a martial saint in the Holy Courtyard, and Feng Ming's composure made the martial saint of the Holy Courtyard have to secretly say "odd number"! Thinking that the great martial artist in front of him was about to step into the Holy Courtyard, the martial saints of the Holy Courtyard were all looking forward to it.

They had a strong desire in their hearts and wanted to stand up and be Feng Ming's backing, but due to the iron rules of the Holy Courtyard, they couldn't give Feng Ming protection. And for the great martial artists on the stage, their hearts are very complicated.

The Holy Courtyard is a very strange place, so strange that if you don't enter it, you don't know how strange it is, and even if you are in it, you feel very strange. It is forever covered with a light veil, which makes it impossible to see through.

"Welcome to this auction. This auction is what some martial artists call 'the first-ever auction'. Wrong! The kid thinks it's wrong! The kid thinks the title doesn't cover the meaning of this auction, it's far from it!"

Feng Ming paused when he said this, and slowly glanced at the martial saints in the audience.

The martial saints on the field muttered in their hearts one by one: This kid is sick! He is not lightly ill! Others call this auction "the first auction in history", and they have raised him high enough, and he is not afraid that he will fall to his death if he is so high, but he actually says that it is far from enough. Can it still be lifted up? It has reached the top, can it be higher? Young people are young people, too crazy! Too proud! Give some color and dare to open a dye room!

"This auction should be 'the first auction in history', that is, it is the only one! There is no before, no after - unprecedented!"

"Poof!"

One by one, the martial saints were made to squirt saliva by the stinky boy on the auction table: I've seen a thick-skinned person, but I've never seen a thick-skinned one! A bullshit boy who doesn't have any hair grows, and he doesn't even need to hit a draft! However, that kid doesn't want a face at all! That kid's face is rotten, and it is estimated that he is bragging and blowing.

It's so imaginative! One by one, the martial saints admired their imagination.

"The auction is auctioning heavenly treasures, but in essence, it is the heroic souls of 250,000 young heroes!"

Feng Ming's voice is still very immature, but there is sadness and pain in the immaturity.

As soon as these words came out, all the martial saints put away their contempt. From that point of view, what the kid said was not wrong at all.

"250,000 young lives sleep forever in the 'Golden Ancient Road', and only 22 of us have stepped out of the 'Golden Ancient Road'. Today, it is their heroic souls that are auctioned, and they have made indelible contributions to the development of martial arts in the mainland. I would like to use this auction to remember the souls of those who will always be buried in the 'Golden Ancient Road'!"

These words were weighty enough, causing a sense of heaviness among the martial saints present, and even more resonating with the sects whose disciples had fallen in the "Golden Ancient Road". Feng Ming's words drew bursts of applause.

"The continuous strife and killing on the mainland have led to mourning and displacement, the weak have no place to stand, and everyone is in danger. This is the misfortune of the warriors! The sorrow of the mainland! The elegy of the world! The 22 people who stepped out of the 'golden ancient road' formed the 'golden gate', determined to uphold justice, save the people of the world from fire and water, and return the world to a peaceful and prosperous generation. However, people are light, and there is a long way to go, and like-minded people will not hesitate to support. And all the proceeds from this auction will be used as start-up capital for such a grand cause. ”

Feng Ming is very excited, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. He not only publicized the "Golden Gate", but also preached his ideals in front of the public for the first time. He believes that he is not alone, and there must be many like-minded martial artists. He also believed that with sufficient funds, his ideals would be realized.

And Feng Ming's words stirred up a thousand waves with one stone, causing an uproar in the hearts of all martial saints. However, the thoughts of the martial artists of the entire continent are very confused: some are deeply impressed, some are scornful, and some are ridiculed and ridiculed, all kinds of things.

But it was more of a shock, the great martial artist on the auction table was very young and his realm was pitifully low, but his vision was very high and his heart was very broad. It is so high that every big guy has to look up to the mountains, and it is so wide that it is difficult for all big guys to reach.

Such a person is either a madman or a genius. There is often a fine line between a madman and a genius. And the great martial artist in front of him is undoubtedly the latter. He has an incomparably dazzling aura, and the two lists of the Martial Kings of the Central Domain Holy City once evaluated him as "the uncrowned king, peerless elegance". From the "Golden Ancient Road" to Kaiyuan City, and then to Xiaoyue City, what he did did not insult the evaluation of those eight words.

Those who disagreed, ridiculed, and ridiculed all charged contempt for the great martial artist in front of them. The kid in front of you, amazing!

The state of mind determines the height, this is the truth. Whether it is the mundane world, the martial arts world, or even the vast world, this sentence is an unbreakable truth. How can the frog at the bottom of the well know the size of the world, and how can the fireflies know the light of the bright moon, the mood is small, the height is low, and the mood is large, the height is high.

The person in front of him is very young and has low strength, however, don't bully the young man into being poor! Such a person, as long as he is given time, will definitely become a towering tree, and it is very likely that he will become an existence that everyone here needs to look up to.

"What a big heart!!" said Kongzhao with emotion.

"The path he has traveled is legendary, and his future is destined to be legendary!"

"Amazing boy, the future is limitless!" Tianjizi praised.

"The road he has traveled is full of magic, and his future path will be even more magical!"

"Before he grows up, do whatever it takes to kill him. This kind of person is terrible! When I grow up, I will die and have no place to bury!" Wang Yitong said gloomily.

The great martial artists on the stage gave the bosses of the Four Alliances a feeling of increasing danger, and they were all on their backs. Dead situations like those in Howling Moon City were all solved by him, and he played with the world's martial saints in the palm of his hand. Is there anything in this world that he can't do? They feel that Feng Ming has threatened their martial saints. They had made up their minds to kill them no matter what.

Their thoughts drifted over the auction hall......

Feng Ming knew that his goal had been achieved, so he smiled, and then took out two jade boxes from the storage ring, one catapulted, and the two jade boxes slowly fell on a jade case in the center of the auction table.

"Ding!"

A bell rang. The sound of the bell brought everyone's thoughts back to the jade case in the center of the auction table. The hearts of all the Martial Saints, without any words, ignited instantly. The prelude has been done enough, and there is infinite anticipation in everyone's hearts.

"Everyone, the auction is now open. All bids are priced in high-grade yuanshi. ”

The phrase "priced in high-grade yuan stones" in the mouth of the gold medal auctioneer surnamed Cui made the martial saints present gasp. This means that the value of the auction item is beyond imagination, and the price can reach outrageous levels.

Before the auction, when Feng Ming told the gold medal auctioneer surnamed Cui that the effect of this thing, Rao was the gold medal auctioneer surnamed Cui who handled countless treasures, and he was still blinded! The thing was so against the sky that his old heart could hardly bear it!

The tense atmosphere of the scene almost condensed into substance, and the entire auction hall was silent.

The hands of the gold medal auctioneer surnamed Cui were trembling, and the hearts of all the martial saints were beating straight with his trembling hands!

The gold medal auctioneer surnamed Cui is known as the No. 1 auctioneer in the mainland, and there are countless heavenly and earthly treasures in his hands, but in the face of the two jade boxes, it is so abnormal, it is enough to show that the things in the jade box are so precious that even he can hardly bear it. It's unimaginable.

The jade box was opened by trembling hands.

A crimson breath, a jade light, rose up, and then diffused.

"What is this?"

No one answered, they didn't know what it was, even Old Monster Xiong, Yan Buer, and Zhu Kaitian didn't know what it was, they only knew their anti-heaven effect. When Feng Ming threw it to them, he didn't elaborate at all.

Even if the flame of life is extremely weak, after swallowing two things, after five days, the flame of life will return to its vigorous period without any sequelae. This is a divine object that can make people reborn and reshape their glory! Elder Yan, Elder Xiong, and President Zhu have already been reborn!"

Every word in the words of the gold medal auctioneer surnamed Cui is like being hammered, word by word, into the hearts of everyone present, between the sea of gods.

The whole room was silent, and even breathing stopped in an instant, and the sound of "boom, boom, boom" sounded, and the breath on the bodies of the martial saints was involuntarily released, forming a terrifying air flow that swept the entire auction hall; the space buzzed and roared, crumbling and cracking; the sound of "pop, pop" was endless, and in an instant, the jade seat of the entire auction hall was shattered by sixty percent.

A formation rose up around the auction table, but it was constantly twisted and deformed under the impact of that huge aura.

The entire auction building was on the verge of shattering in an instant.

After the temporary silence of each void projection, each warrior under the void projection also ushered in a burst of whistling, and then ushered in a burst of commotion.

Every Martial Saint felt like he was going crazy! The value of the auction item paled in any word. What is the most precious thing about a human being? Life, everything is possible, and when death, everything is false.

The auction item can change one's life against the sky, and no one's heart can remain calm, even if the heart has been cultivated to the ancient well.

However, the martial artists who can cultivate to the Martial Saint are all the best choices, and the mad demons have not broken their reason, and they also know a little moderation. The entire auction building was not overturned. But one by one, their eyes were blood-red, and the blood-red light was intent on breaking through the defensive array around the auction table.

After a long time, the commotion subsided, but the heavy breathing of Dao Dao was still clearly audible, even if the martial artist who was as plain as a water stopper, it was difficult to make an exception.

The defensive arrays around the auction table were removed, and the two jade boxes lying quietly on the jade table were once again exposed in front of the martial saints, and it exuded endless magical power, making the martial saints feel dizzy.

There are two kinds of lots, but the two lots are two-in-one and used together. This means that there is only one chance to change one's life against the sky, but in the auction hall, the Martial Saints whose fire of life is weakened abound. This is enough to make people sell everything: is there anything more precious in the world than life? No, there is no one!

Hope was ignited, but despair also came. There is only one chance, and in addition to those dominant-level forces, there is no hope for other forces and forces that are temporarily grouped! And it is difficult to predict who will fall into the hands of several dominant-level forces!

One by one, the face is cloudy and uncertain!

"The starting price is zero, and each price increase shall not be less than 10 million, and the auction will begin!"

This is a magic sound, which means that the curtain of wealth shopping is slowly opening.

However, a strange scene appeared, the scene was silent, no one bid, and the entire auction hall was silent!

All the forces are using their divine senses to communicate urgently. The stakes of the auction items are too significant, and it has risen to the level of concern for the fate of the sect. An ancestor who is infinitely close to the Martial God Realm has an immeasurable effect on the sect, but the life fire of an ancestor of this level is already weak, even so, they still have endless deterrent power. If this kind of ancestor is reborn, it will be enough to ensure the longevity of the sect for thousands of years and take advantage of the hegemony.

"Ten million!"

In the silence, a voice sounded, a little low, a little timid. This is the voice of an early martial saint on the first layer, his expression is a little excited, his face is flushed, seeing that no one is bidding, this old man has picked it up!

"Count, no one has increased the price, this thing is mine!"

At that beginning, Wu Sheng anxiously urged the gold medal auctioneer surnamed Cui.

The laughter of "hehe" came and went, and the others looked at the jumping and jumping early martial saint like monkeys.

One by one, I thought to myself: This thing can also be cultivated to the early stage of the Martial Saint, is God blind!