Chapter 534: Broken parchment

The black cloth was uncovered, and what appeared in the hands of the auctioneer was a dilapidated piece of parchment the size of a palm.

"Huh? What is this?"

"It's not a spiritual skill, it's not like it."

"It seems there are some tearing marks, treasure map?"

Everyone frowned. The things that appeared in the hands of the auctioneer didn't even fluctuate at all. Obviously, this is something ordinary that can't be ordinary.

But since it is the penultimate finale item, it must be something too bad, right?

These people thought so.

Who knows, the auctioneer's next words made everyone in the room frown.

"The second finale, to be honest, we don't know what the black market is."

"what do you not know?"

"How can I not know? I don't know how to put it out for auction?"

Some people became dissatisfied.

After all, they have been preparing for this auction for a long time, and the big head of the Fourth Grade Sword Array has leaked out the wind. Even though many people are targeting the Fourth Grade Sword Array, almost everyone knows that they are truly qualified to participate in the auction. Yes, it is only a small number of people.

Other people, of course, put more energy on the penultimate and penultimate items.

Now the penultimate item, the final item they were looking forward to, turned out to be something that even the black market didn't know about it?

Isn't this a joke?

Of course, they are dissatisfied, because they have learned lessons from the past, and they don't dare to complain too much, but most people have doubts and dissatisfaction on their faces.

"Master Yu, do you know what it is?" Xiao Yu asked curiously.

Master Yu also shook his head, saying that he didn't know.

The auctioneer at the venue smiled faintly, and saw his mind move, and a trace of spiritual energy was infused into the parchment.

Immediately after that, a strange scene appeared, and the parchment immediately burned into a peach-white flame, quietly suspended in the palm of the auctioneer.

As soon as this flame burned, Xiao Yu's spirit fox seemed to be touched by something, and it was trembling violently.

It seemed to be attracted by something.

"This……"

Xiao Yu had never tried this feeling before. All he knew was that this flame had something to do with the soul?

Not only him, but the entire auction site, in different places up and down, left and right, had different large and small soul fluctuations spreading out, and even Master Yu, who was ten meters away from him, appeared.

Master Yu looked over, Xiao Yu could feel that Master Yu was shocked at this time.

Master Yu is a master refiner and a master of formations. Although his soul realm is not as high as Xiao Yu's, his sense of exploration and certain aspects are stronger than Xiao Yu.

"Master Yu?"

"Listen to what he said first." Master Yu also held his breath.

This parchment paper is not mortal!

And Xiao Yu knew that those who had fluctuated souls just now were either the Array Mage, or the Artificer, or even the Alchemist!

Immediately afterwards, a strange scene appeared, the peach-white flame went out, and once again changed back to a piece of dilapidated parchment, and the fluctuation just now disappeared.

The entire venue was quiet, even the array masters and refiners who felt the strange cultivation soul just now were silent.

What touched their souls is certain. There is still one thing that is still unsure, which is what this thing is!

Before they are sure, they dare not express their opinions.

Because they don't make sure whether other people have that kind of touch, big or small, if it's a baby, who wants to give it away?

The auctioneer has the right mentality for them.

Although the venue was dark, he already felt many eyes staring at him.

The auctioneer faintly said: "Although we don't know what this is, this is what we got on the black market accidentally. But after many soul-cultivating practitioners have seen it, they have determined that this is related to a legendary thing."

Those soul cultivators who cultivate souls are all against the auctioneer.

"This thing is called Fenhuo."