Wang Li held the broken sword in his hand and said with a smile on his face: "What you Daoists have seen is only a little bit of the power of this divine sword, if you awaken the spirit of the instrument, reforge the sword body, and fuse the Tao and the law in the heavenly tribulation of the day, when you can wait for that time, this sword will be enough to run rampant in the Northern Spirit Domain." "

Hearing this, everyone pouted, everyone knew that Wang Li's last words were just a joke. Just kidding, even the ancestors of the three major families, the powerhouses of the Yuanshen Realm, don't have this ability, and they, a group of people who may not be able to touch the doorrail of the Yuanshen Realm with all their life's strength, have the ability and qualifications to repair this broken sword, and they also know in their hearts that Wang Li's words are not so much to tell them as to the people in the secret room, they are the real protagonists of this battle......

"Hehe, after talking nonsense for so long, are you finally going to start fighting for treasures. Wang Hai stood in front of the window, his eyes were still hot, and he couldn't wait, as if this sword belonged to him from the beginning.

Wang Daoyuan is much calmer than Wang Hai, but it is only on the surface, as for what he thinks in his heart, who knows?

Wang Daoyuan picked up the wine jug, poured himself a glass of wine, drank it all in one gulp, the strong aroma of wine overflowed in his mouth, it seemed that he was recruiting his mental activity at the moment, his eyes were staring at the wine glass, playing with it in his hand repeatedly, the smile on his face remained unchanged, and he said lightly: "A group of ignorant people don't know at all, the true value of this divine sword, this divine sword, belongs to my Wang family, everything in the Yin Yang Divine Sect belongs to my Wang family......"

"Sister Qingchan, this Yin Yang Divine Sword ......" In the Ye family's secret room, Ye Tianhe clasped his hands in front of his chest, looking worried, the frustration of the Yin and Yang Futian Diagram, he had not yet broken free from it, and looked at the Yin Yang Divine Sword at this moment, only feeling that there would be infinite variables in it.

"I know. Ye Qingcian said lightly, with an indifferent expression, making it impossible to guess what she was thinking, and the pupils that were as beautiful as gems kept flashing with strange light......

"Everyone!" the broken sword was suspended in front of Wang Li, and he himself said in an extremely infectious voice: "What should be said, the concubine body has also been informed to you, the natal magic weapon of the last leader of the Yin-Yang Divine Sect, the Yin-Yang Divine Sword! The starting price is 100,000 spirit stones, and the price increase shall not be less than 1,000 spirit stones each time, now, the treasure competition begins!"

"Wow!" Wang Li's opening can be said to be shocking to the audience, most of the people know in their hearts that the next battle has nothing to do with them at all, but they still can't help but be taken aback, they have also estimated the value of this divine sword, if they want to repair the divine sword, looking at the Eastern Regions and even the entire Northern Spirit Domain, I am afraid that few people can have this ability, so this point, in fact, is just talking, since the instrument spirit cannot be awakened, and the Tao and laws that are silent in the sword body cannot be refined, then this divine sword is just a very powerful oneAt most, after the baptism of the Heavenly Tribulation, it has become a special magic weapon of the Yuan Shen Realm, and the starting price of 70,000 spirit stones is enough, but who would have thought, as soon as Wang Li opened his mouth, it was a sky-high price of 100,000 spirit stones that everyone could not imagine at all, and this price had already surpassed the final price of the Yin Yang Futian Diagram, and the final price of the Yin Yang Futian Diagram was only 90,000 spirit stones, and this incomplete divine sword, the starting price alone had already surpassed the value of the Yin and Yang Futian Diagram, was this too weird.

"Hehe, I said a long time ago that the starting price should be set lower, and doing so will lead to suspicion. Wang Hai said with a sneer, and Wang Yan also nodded in agreement. 、

Wang Daoyuan didn't know when he poured himself a glass of wine again, but this time he tasted it slowly, looking at the wine in the cup, but he opened his mouth and said: "So what? Even if those outsiders are suspicious, what can they do, as long as they get this divine sword, the true relic treasure of the Yin-Yang God Sect will be opened, and at that time...... The past glory of the Yin-Yang Divine Sect will be reproduced by my Wang family, and when the time comes, I am afraid that even the forces of the Nine Dragons Hall will have to treat us as equals, and if the price is uncertain at this time, wouldn't it be an insult to this key to ascending to the sky?"

"Sister Qingchan, we can't live up to the expectations of my eldest brother and father. Ye Tianhe clenched his fists, this is not an exaggeration to say that it is the most important battle in his life, this is a battle that cannot be lost no matter what, and it is even related to his Ye family...... Future.

"Hmm. Ye Qingciao's expression also began to become solemn, obviously, she also began to be serious, although there was no expression on her pretty face, but from the firm point of view in her eyes, this Qingteng Fairy, who does not provoke fireworks in the world, wants to compete for the divine sword The heart is not inferior to anyone present.

"I just don't know, what action will that Wang Daoyuan do......"

The secret room of the Sun family, it was dark, the black-robed figure sitting on the chair, holding the wine glass, the original gorgeous and crystal wine glass, after being held in his hand, seemed to be assimilated by him, turned into the same pitch black color, dark and deep pupils, flashing scarlet light, mouth slightly opened, a hoarse and dull voice echoed in the dark space.

"Wang Daoyuan ......"