Chapter 1121: Auction continues

The demon Chongtian looked at Qin Yang in horror. At this time, the aura on Qin Yang's body was as deep as an abyss!

There was a kind of rejoicing in my heart. Fortunately, Qin Yang had not been forced to make a move before.

Without this pantheon arena, Demon Commander Chongtian would have no chance of winning at all!

Can there be such a big gap in the same spirit realm?

Empress Snake Ji looked at Demon Commander Chongtian. Judging from Demon Commander Chongtian's reaction, Qin Yang couldn't deal with Demon Commander Chongtian at all.

It seems that all hope can only be in this pantheon arena.

"The Ten Thousand Gods Conference will only start tomorrow, Qin Yang, do you want to do it now?" The Demon Commander Zhongtian looked at Qin Yang and said in a deep voice.

Qin Yang spread his hands, smiled at the Empress Snake Ji, and said: "It depends on whether she will give me a face. If you dare to continue to deal with my customers..."

Empress Snake Ji said: "I don't know what you mean!"

Having said that, there is no intention to do anything.

In fact, the Empress Snake Ji calmed down now, and found that she had made a big mistake before.

She shouldn't have to continue implementing the plan when Qin Yang stood up.

In fact, the heart of the Empress Snake Ji has long been messed up.

Qin Yang's strength once again made her restless.

It seemed that everything had returned to the firmament world, in the Xuanyuan Palace.

Glancing at the Demon Feather, the Empress Snake Ji secretly said in her heart: "Fortunately, this Demon Realm has a ten thousand gods arena...Qin Yang, tomorrow is your death date! Even if you do not die, you will always be trapped in the ten thousand gods arena. in!"

"In that case, then... the auction will continue." Qin Yang waved to the central high platform.

The auctioneer was taken aback for a moment, yes, isn't the auction now being held?

In the Pantheon Arena, everyone has different thoughts.

This is already the case, can this auction continue?

I'm afraid that only Qin Yang can turn all this over.

"The next auction is also a magic weapon obtained in the ancient battlefield. This magic weapon is a Tier 8 magic weapon..."

The auctioneer eloquently introduced that even though everyone in the audience did not show much enthusiasm, they were more ruthless when bidding.

Tomorrow is the Pantheon Conference, where the contestants will have a showdown.

No one will remember the loser. But the winner will eventually add glory.

Qin Yang watched this scene with a smile, and said: "Write all these down. After the auction is over, please settle the bill for them."

Jiang Qiangwei nodded, but his eyes stayed on Mo Yu.

Shennian said: "Magic Feather..."

"I know."

"Do you need me..."

"No need."

Jiang Qiangwei frowned, and said, "I don't doubt your combat power, but the big formation in this ten thousand gods arena is at least an eighth-order formation! You are really sure to defeat this formation. Is the demon commander heavy?"

Qin Yang turned his head and looked at Jiang Qiangwei.

Jiang Qiangwei thought that Qin Yang was going to say that he was sure, but what he heard in his ears was not at all.

"This is not an eighth-order formation, this is a ninth-order." Qin Yang said.

"What?" Jiang Qiangwei's expression changed. It was his military commander's status. He had experienced strong winds and waves, and it was hard to hide the shock in his heart at this time.

The eighth level corresponds to the **** level.

The ninth level corresponds to the super spirit level!

In the ancient battlefield, the celestial materials, the treasures, and the powerful inheritance were no more than the eighth rank, and the ninth rank should not appear in the sky star field at all!

Even in the Wangu Star Region, this ninth rank is the top!

"How did you know?" Jiang Qiangwei asked.

Qin Yang shrugged and said, "Mr. Qiqiao told me."

This pantheon arena is much like the ancient battlefield.

In fact, this Pantheon Arena is just another version of the ancient battlefield.

Originally, as the incarnation of the domain master, Mr. Qiqiao first created this pantheon arena in order to suppress some powerhouses who had exceeded his control.

And using the formation method, I just want to let the creatures in the sky star field control this place after all.

But it turned out later that it made no sense at all. That's why another ancient battlefield was created, which was a real cage where there was no going out.

If it weren't for too long, a crack appeared in the ancient battlefield. Also because there are many strong men incarnation of Optimus Pillar, constantly attacking the boundary wall of the ancient battlefield, the Demon Commander Chongtian can connect the ancient battlefield with the Heavenly Array.

"Since it is Tier 9, aren't you more dangerous?" Jiang Qiangwei worried.

Qin Yang shook his head, and said, "The magic feather controls only one starting formation. It suppresses 50% of the strength at most and can't do more."

"Is 50% less?" Jiang Qiangwei looked at Qin Yang in surprise.

Even if Qin Yang is strong, he can't be twice as strong as the Demon Commander Chong Tian, ​​right?

Qin Yang said, "No, I mean, Demon Feather cannot completely control this formation. The biggest threat he can do is to destroy the activation formation and trap me in it."

Jiang Qiangwei was taken aback. He had heard about the events in the ancient battlefield. If Qin Yang was trapped inside, wouldn't it be...

Qin Yang said, "Don't worry, although the formation of the Ten Thousand Gods Arena is ninth-order, it is only the seventh-order formation. Even if the magic feather really wants to destroy the activation formation, it is only the seventh-order formation. , I arrange it at will, and don’t even need spiritual materials.

"..." Jiang Qiangwei was speechless. It turned out that Qin Yang had already thought of the worst.

But this worst case is not a problem for Qin Yang at all, so what else is there to worry about?

Jiang Qiangwei continued to stare at the auction, doing work that originally belonged to Jin Wanshan.

In the Pantheon Conference, anything can happen, and even Qin Yang can't stay out of it. The fewer people who come, Qin Yang will feel more at ease.

As time passed slowly, this ten thousand gods arena, I am afraid that for the first time, it was so "desert".

Although deserted, people's participation is extremely high, and they are vying to auction each other, but no one is modest.

Seeing my favorite magic weapon, the bidding was fierce.

What was not available in the ancient battlefield, this is an excellent opportunity.

Soon, it was late at night.

This auction is mostly aimed at the heavenly materials and earth treasures in the ancient battlefield, magical medicines and magic weapons, as well as the top resources that can be produced by the major cities and the strong.

Some ordinary ones with "relatively" low value have no chance to play.

The crescent moon hangs high, and the lights are bright in the arena of the gods.

The crowd has gradually dispersed, and the largest group of people left are all around Jiang Qiangwei.

"That... can you delay payment?" one person said.

Jiang Qiangwei flipped the token, a light screen appeared in front of him, stretched out his hand and pulled it a few times, and said: "You are from a noble family in the Tianmen...You auctioned off a magic crystal vein and you have enough wealth to pay the bill.

The man hesitated.

Jiang Qiangwei could see through the other person's thoughts at a glance, and said: "Don't think that if you owe the bill, Hongchen Inn will take care of you. In fact, we prefer reputable people."

The man shook his heart.

Jiang Qiangwei knew that what these people were worried about was nothing more than the fear that Qin Yang would not care about them after "clearing the accounts."

Jiang Qiangwei continued: "The business naturally has to be done for a long time. Don't worry, I won't give up any customer."