720: C720 Wait a Minute

C720 Wait a Minute

In the end, the little white dragon was sold for 20 million, which made Meng Xuan look at him in a different light. This fellow was quite rich.

"Why didn't you do it?" Immortal King Wutong asked.

Meng Xuan didn't say anything. Only he knew that in the entire auction house, he was the poorest. His goal was the dog order, but the dog order didn't specify the price. He was afraid that it would be a barter. Even if he had more confidence, it was likely to be true dragon blood. He had quite a few good treasures on him, but he was willing to help none of them.

"If I said I was poor, would you believe me?" Meng Xuan said gloomily.

The Wutong Immortal King was stunned, the corners of her mouth formed a charming smile.

Not long later, the auction was already halfway through.

The guard slapped his hands together, and a young dragon master walked out from behind him. Clearly, this expert had the power of an Empyrean God, but his face was ashen. He was also holding a jade box in his hand. The red cloth was lifted up and there was a palm-sized fragment on it.

Seeing this fragment, Meng Xuan's pupils contracted fiercely. The World Tree sapling in his forehead also showed signs of recovery, but it was suppressed by Meng Xuan. In that instant, his breathing became hurried. Even though it had quickly returned to normal, the Wutong Immortal King still detected it.

The Wutong Immortal King looked at the palm-sized rock fragment. There was nothing out of the ordinary about it, it was like tiles, with only a few odd lines on it.

Others might not know, but Meng Xuan knew what it was. It was a fragment of any door!

The Weaver slowly said, "This was discovered by our ancestor in an ancient ruin. That ancient ruin could very well be the Ancient Heavenly Court of the Age of Chaos."

All ages, the birth of the Ancient Heavenly Court, but in the end, they were all annihilated.

Meng Xuan looked at Zhu Changsheng, only to see that Zhu Changsheng's eyes were filled with nostalgia.

"We don't know what this is, but the relics of the Ancient Heaven are naturally extraordinary. For those in need, this is a priceless treasure. " The watchman's eyes scanned the surroundings and found that many people lacked interest. However, there were still a few hundred people who had expressions of interest in their eyes. They were very willing to use this fragment to discover a trace of the Ancient Heavenly Court's secret.

"If you want to get this, you have to remove the illness on his body." The watchman pointed directly at the young man of the dragon race.

"He is the Ninth Husband of the Rising Dragon." Immortal King Wutong spoke.

"You know him?" Meng Xuan was a little surprised, but he soon felt relieved. Immortal King Wutong had been cultivating in the sea of the starry sky for who knows how many years, so he naturally knew many people.

"All of them are very powerful, especially the Great Husband. He's probably already at the ninth level of the Greater God. This race was not to be trifled with. Their bloodlines were extremely powerful — half human, half dragon. If not for the curse in their bloodlines, the clan would have been able to directly influence the structure of the outside world. " Immortal King Wutong slowly spoke.

"What's wrong with him?" Someone looked at the ninth prince with doubt in their eyes.

The watchman sighed. Anxiety appeared in the eyes of the ninth prince as he said, "These people are just a bunch of idiots. How can my problems be solved so easily?"

His words were clearly transmitted into the ears of the crowd as they were not suppressed. Although everyone was indignant, they still held it in and did not let it go. This was, after all, the domain of the human and dragon race.

I'm interested in this stone. Let me see." An old man with a white beard and a scepter in his hand stood up. He wore a white robe, and his Qi was far off in the distance. It was very clear that he was a member of the divine race of the Western Orthodoxy.

"Master Shaman!"

"The Shaman God of the Western Orthodoxy. It's said that his divine strength can cure many difficult illnesses."

A hint of surprise appeared in the watchman's eyes. He did not expect the Shamans to come as well. This group of deities was very rare, but every one of them were honored guests of the Western Orthodoxy. Most of their sacred arts could allow them to live or die.

"Let him see, this is the Shaman of the outside world. His methods are extraordinary, and he might have some hope." The guard said.

The ninth prince hesitated for a moment, but he still walked forward. The shaman's pupils rapidly turned silver. Two rays of divine light shone from his body.

His body trembled, and a look of pleasant surprise appeared on his face. He felt a warm feeling in his body. But soon after, he bent his body and clutched his abdomen. A pained expression appeared on his face, and beads of sweat the size of beans rolled down his forehead.

The watchman's eyes turned cold. "What did you do?"

The shaman withdrew his Divine Light and sighed. He shook his head. "I am so ill that no one can cure me."

Afterwards, he walked out of the stands and returned to his seat. He gritted his teeth as disappointment and fear appeared in his eyes.0

The guard was also sighing to himself. He had searched for so many people for the ninth prince's illness, but to no avail.

"Sa is nothing more than that." A young man laughed lightly. He looked extremely arrogant. This was a cultivator from the Midlands. He was very young, but his cultivation was already at the peak of the Empyrean God level. He was just a step away from becoming a Greater God.

"The young master of the doctor, who is one of the Six Young Masters, is known as the King of Medicine."

"Sir Doctor."

"He came out of seclusion …"

The doctor gongzi's words had scolded the entire shaman god race, immediately arousing the displeasure of the god of the western Orthodoxy.

"What a joke. If you can do it, then do it!"

"If the Middle Earth wasn't blocked by this great formation, it would have been destroyed by us long ago. What are you showing off for?"

"The alchemy skills in the Middle Earth are only mediocre. Try it if you don't believe me." It's not even comparable to the Shaman god race's sacred art. "

"A bunch of arrogant people."

The creatures of the Western Orthodoxy began to curse, and even the Immortal King Wutong revealed a trace of dissatisfaction on her face.

"Let me take a look." The young master of the doctor walked up to the grandstand after he finished speaking, and checked the ninth prince's pulse rate with his index finger. He was stunned for a moment, and then his expression changed. He looked at the Ninth Hubby, because he couldn't even find a single pulse!

In other words, this ninth prince in front of him was a dead man!

But how could the dead be alive, and still be standing here?

The Shaman laughed mockingly, "You should be able to tell that he isn't a living person."

The young master of the doctor's expression flickered as he prepared to take his pulse again, but the ninth prince's expression turned incomparably cold. He slapped the young master in the face and sent him flying, "Scram, useless thing."

The young master was about to get angry, but he was stopped. After that, he calmed down, sneered, and no longer spoke. But how could the cultivators of the Western Orthodoxy let go of such a good opportunity?

"Hahaha, this is hilarious. What Chinese medicine, what medical gongzi, he's just trash."

"Trash."

"That's all the Middle Earth has to offer."

The Shaman God was a little proud as he said to the guard man, "Prepare for the next auction item. This tile has already been sold."

After he finished speaking, he looked around at the places where the living creatures in the middle were doing, "I'm not targeting anyone, I'm saying that the living creatures in the middle are all trash. The dao principles of the Middle Kingdom will never compare to that of the Western Orthodoxy. "

The guard was not interested in who was strong and who was weak in the east and west. Meanwhile, the Wutong Immortal King looked at the Shaman with interest, her beautiful eyes filled with a smile: "The words of this old fellow, still make me feel quite comfortable."

Just as the guard was about to order his men to take the items out for auction, Meng Xuan stood up and said, "Wait a moment."

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