Suddenly, in the violent roar, the roof of the auction hall was shattered, and a brilliant pillar of golden light fell from the sky. This pillar of light looked so soft, even the incandescent color released by Long Haochen was no longer so dazzling because of its appearance. Around the light vain, there was even a small angel about the size of Ya Feng, but very illusory, revolving around the pillar of light.

However, in this soft light, everyone felt the inviolable majesty of Oneness.

Goddess of Light, he's talking about the Goddess of Light?

"Ding,

With a crisp cracking sound, a crack first appeared on the hilt of the sword that Long Haochen was holding, and the crack quickly spread upwards, pointing directly at the round gem at the tip of the sword.

"Poof, all the black color completely turned into ashes in an instant, and immediately after that, the beads at the top of the carved spike bloomed with ten thousand rays of light, greedy, and even crazy absorbing all the light elements in the air.

Yes, it woke up, and after a hundred years in the dust, it finally woke up from its slumber. The pillar of light that fell from the sky gradually converged, but the light on that moment became more and more intense.

The original dark sword body has turned into an ethereal and transparent gold, and the dull cloud patterns are like real clouds at this time, and this carving is like a giant dragon walking through the clouds.

The beads at the carved point seemed to be turned around, overlooking all living beings on the top of Long Haochen's head, and there was still no sword edge, nor was it engraved. But on top of this divine carving, it emitted a six-foot carving on its own. In the midst of the moment, it seems to be invincible without sharpness.

The golden light slowly converged, at least the golden light released by Long Haochen himself was converging.

He looked at the recreated Excalibur with some love, and his heart was full of love. He could clearly feel that no matter how strong the light attribute spiritual power he unleashed, this heavy sword could easily withstand it. This text is provided by the Divine Seal Throne, Yu'er. Especially the spirit bead at the tip of the carving, between the brilliance, even the divine power of the goddess of light that he had attracted before had to receive a lot.

Legendary, even if it loses the carved spirit, this divine sword is still a legendary-level divine sword, and it is the pinnacle of legend. You can imagine how powerful it was in its strongest form in the first place.

"Miss Weiyang, can you tell me the name of the house now?"

Ye Weiyang looked at the halo of the god in a daze, and she didn't realize it when she heard Long Haochen's voice, and she only woke up under Feng Ling'er's reminder.

"Absolutely. Its name is: Aria of the Goddess of Light. My great-great-ancestor is the master of the Warrior Temple two hundred years ago, and he is known as the Sword God of Light at night. ”

When she said the seven words of the Goddess of Light Aria, Ye Weiyang knew that her biggest secret could no longer be hidden. Because the fame of this divine carving is too great.

The aria of the goddess of light, known as an artifact that is not an artifact. Two hundred years ago, the Knight Sanctuary had two Divine Seal Knights who were recognized by the Divine Seal Throne, but among the six major Sanctuaries of that generation, the number one melee powerhouse was not one of the two, because there was another stronger existence than them in the Warrior Temple. This person is so bright that God is unharmed at night.

Since he was three years old, he has been sleeping with a sword every night. He began to learn at the age of six, and when he was nine years old, he carved into the spirit, and his spiritual power increased explosively, and he actually directly reached the strength of a third-order war master. At the age of eleven, the Great War Master, by the time he was sixteen years old, he had already broken through the sixth order and became a War Sect, a record that no one has broken in the Warrior Temple so far.

At the age of twenty-nine, Ye was uninjured, and at the age of less than thirty, he broke through to the peak and entered the ninth order, becoming the youngest god of war in the history of the Warrior Temple.

At the age of forty-seven years old, the Demon God Emperor personally led the demon army to storm the southeast fortress where the warrior temple was located. Sitting in the southeast fortress, the bright carved god personally shot out without injury, fought with the demons for a day and a night, and slew the seven demon gods of the demon clan on the battlefield of the southeast fortress with his own strength.

Even the arrogant Demon God Emperor was moved, calling Ye Wuxian the number one person in the Temple Alliance for thousands of years.

In the end, the Demon God Emperor took the initiative to withdraw his troops and gave Ye Wu Wu three days of rest, and three days later, in front of the Southeast Fortress, the Bright Scraping God fought against the Demon God Emperor without injury. The battle lasted for a day and a night. In the end, Ye Wuwu fell under the Iron Fist of the Demon God Emperor.

But his final blow also injured the Demon God Emperor.

That battle was earth-shattering. In the end, the victorious Demon God Emperor bowed to the uninjured Night who was still standing despite his death in battle, and led the demon army to retreat. Since then, the Hundred Years Demon God Emperor has not appeared on the battlefield of the Alliance with the Templars.

A generation of carved gods has achieved an epic legend.

In the final battle, there was no need to challenge the Demon God Emperor without injury, because the reinforcements of the Temple Alliance had arrived, and the six Temple powerhouses had gathered. Even if the demons attack the city with all their might, they may not be able to take the southeast fortress.

However, he insisted on fighting without injury at night, and he was unique and singled out the Demon God Emperor, his original words were: ...... If humans want to defeat the demons, they must first defeat themselves, and I am willing to look down on the Demon God Emperor and fight for the dignity of mankind. ”

Night without harm brought the splendor of the Warrior Templar to the Assassin Templar in the same way that the Son of Samsara gave to the Assassin Templar. To this day, in the middle of the main hall of the Warrior Temple, there is still a statue of the Bright Scraping God that is ten meters high. A plaque hangs above the head of the statue, with four big characters written on it: A Thousand Years of Moments.

The Goddess of Light Aria This divine sword was made by Night Without Injury.

The night is not injured with the carving, the only special word.

From the age of three, he held the sword he fell asleep with, and until he was sixteen years old, he used the carving used to break through the sixth order, a total of five swords. He carved these five handles into a furnace, and constantly tempered them with body and mind, and blended with spirit. Let him drink the blood of the demons and collect the essence of heaven, earth, sun and moon. Huabai and metal in the sharp, after 30 years, finally became this sword.

On the day the sword was completed, the miracle of the goddess of light came, and there was a pearl of the tip of the sword. Eventually, the name was given at the moment: Aria of the Goddess of Light.

It was with this sword that he slashed the seven demon gods in a row and shook the Demon God Emperor.

It's a pity that this god was carved for only a year, and then it fell with the night without injury. On that day, the entire city of the Southeast Fortress cried, and the leaders of the Templar Alliance of that generation sighed and wept in disgust, and personally mentioned the words in the Assassin Temple: Once in a thousand years.

Therefore, when Long Haochen heard the seven words of the goddess of light shouting, he was shocked in his heart, he never expected that what he held in his hand was this legendary carving. Even if all that remains is the shell, it still has a lot of significance.

Heavy fall in front of him, Long Haochen gently stroked the tempered cloud pattern on the scraping blade with his hand, and his mood was also agitated, as if he had gone to the former battlefield, accompanying the bright and carved gods to fight without injury.

Under his caressing, the Goddess of Light Aria unexpectedly hummed with joy, as if it was rejoicing for rebirth.

Holding the sword in both hands, Long Haochen handed it to Ye Weiyang, "Miss Weiyang, please put away the carving." ”

Ye Weiyang didn't take it, but just looked at Long Haochen with burning eyes, "You don't have enough gold coins to get rid of the debt first." What I said must count, you make God carved the light again, and you are its new master. ”

Long Haochen shook his head silently, "No." Measuring this inscription in terms of money is a blasphemy against it. I just hope it shines again. This carving is of great significance, and it can no longer be described by the word precious. It should belong to you, or the Warrior Temple. ”

Ye Weiyang sighed softly, "Do you think anyone else can afford to hold this divine scrape? When you unseal it, you are already its new owner." The divine sword has a spirit, even if the sword soul is not there, it is definitely not something that me, a mortal, can use. You see. ”

As she spoke, she lifted her slender hand and gently put it on her body. At the moment when her fingers touched the carved body, suddenly, a strong buzzing sounded, and Ye Weiyang not only had her hand bounced up, but her whole person was pushed away by a strong light attribute energy.

Long Haochen was stunned, "God carved with spirit, really God carved with spirit!" The hand holding the carved handle couldn't help but tighten, how could he not like this divine carving? What shocked his body and mind even more was the spirit of the light carved god attached to this divine sword.

Ye Weiyang reluctantly looked at the aria of the goddess of light, and said softly, "Can you tell me your name?"

Long Haochen nodded silently, "My name is Long Haochen." The head of the 21st Demon Hunting Regiment of the General Rank. His voice was spiritually restrained, and only Ye Weiyang could hear it.

Ye Weiyang pointed behind him, "Let's leave quickly." In the future, if I have the opportunity, I will definitely go to the well meeting. ”

Yes, Long Haochen had already had to go, and the birth of the aria of the goddess of light made the bidders participating in this auction feel crazy, and after a short period of sluggishness, the situation in the entire auction hall has become a little chaotic.

The doors of the VIP rooms had been opened, and each person walked out, all of them looking eagerly at the divine scrape in Long Haochen's hand. Someone even quoted an astronomical price directly.

Just as Long Haochen wanted to put away the aria of the goddess of light,. When he left here, his mind moved, and the golden light in his hand shone, and the divine sword had turned into a golden light and dissolved in his right hand. In the next frying, Long Haochen flashed and had already walked out of the auction hall through the back door.

The bidders stopped, especially those in the VIP room, one of the strong men stepped out and went to the auction table, and the strong momentum made the entire auction table squeak.

However, before he could speak, suddenly, a terrifying coercion suddenly rushed from all directions. The powerhouse who climbed onto the auction table was already an eighth-order cultivator, but in the face of this coercion, his face changed drastically, and he jumped off the stage as soon as he jumped forward.

A deep voice resounded throughout the audience, "Who wants to challenge the majesty of the Alliance? This is a place for fair bidding, not for forcible grabbing." Today's auction is over, and you can go. If there is any reckless action, it will not matter if you kill them. (To be continued.)