Chapter 1691 The local tyrant Mu is dispatched again (Part 1)
"The Pillar of Asura, an artifact of family luck, has been successfully auctioned, and the price is 360 million imperial luck medals!" After the bell, the vast and ethereal voice of the huge world spirit rang out.
Immediately, a bright white light enveloped the blood-red pillar that reached the sky, and gradually, it gradually became smaller...and finally disappeared.
Sendai of the demon clan.
Master Yuan stood in front of the light curtain, and a blood-red pillar as thick as an arm suddenly appeared.
They looked at the blood-red pillar, and they were all shocked.
Although they lost a lot in order to auction off the Shura Pillar, in a sense, they also gained. Because the Heavenly Demon Pillar that has been circulating for so many years turned out to be the hidden Shura Pillar. This auction also allowed them to recognize this item clearly, which can be regarded as a big harvest.
Lose a pillar of Heavenly Demon, in exchange for a pillar of Shura!
"Wow! 360 million imperial fortune medals, this price is another record that is extremely difficult to surpass in thousands of years..." The guests on the various immortal platforms were full of emotion.
"My empire only condenses 600,000 imperial medals every year, 360 million. It takes 600 years to accumulate without eating or drinking!"
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The Sendai of the Black Dragon Lord.
Hearing that the auction was successful, the faces of several people sank slightly. It's a pity that they couldn't contact the Dragon Lord of Shenzhou, otherwise they might be able to exchange the ancestral fire. In that case, the emperor's apotheosis technique would appear in their empire!
Mountains, rivers, people, etc., can all be enshrined as gods!
"Your Majesty, maybe we can fight for it and find this dragon lord by means, in exchange for the ancestor fire!" A burly figure was still unwilling to reconcile, and said in a low voice.
"All karma is doomed, what can't be changed... There is no time..." The Black Dragon Lord smiled lightly.
He wasn't jealous or envious of the Dragon Lord who was about to get what he had been working so hard for.
Instead, he wants to help!
The Black Dragon Lord said to the sky in a concentrated voice: "World Spirit, can you remind that Dragon Lord to use the Imperial Luck to purify the [polluted Human Ancestor Flame]?"
The other people were slightly stunned when they heard this. Their Majesty is really grand!
Unfortunately, the sky did not respond at all.
"Okay, let's start the auction of the following things." The Black Dragon Master waved his hand indifferently.
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At this moment, on Lin Mu's Sendai.
When Lin Mu was immersed in the shock after seeing the [Polluted Human Ancestor Fire], the shrunken version of the world spirit appeared in front of him again.
Moreover, it also brought a dark oil lamp that looked very old and broken.
The top and bottom of the oil lamp are full of cracks, and a layer of oil that looks very greasy is stained on it. At the wick, there is only a flame the size of a longan.
This lamp looks ordinary, no... It can be said to be very cheap. Maybe the old mountain village oil lamps in the real world are much better than it.
Could this be the 【Polluted Human Ancestor Fire】? ! !
Just as Lin Mu was about to ask something, Jie Ling turned his back and threw a strange stone slab at him.
Lin Mu hurriedly took it over.
The stone slab is eight feet high, three feet wide, and one foot thick. It is not very heavy, and it may be about three times heavier than ordinary stone slabs. However, this stone slab is covered with many mysterious lines and countless inscriptions. Lin Mu feels very complicated and mysterious at first glance.
Could this be the casting catalog of the Little Heavenly Palace? !
When Lin Mu was astonished, the world spirit moved again, and a small pile of small gold mountains glowing with a strange golden light appeared at Lin Mu's feet.
During the whole process, the world spirit didn't speak.
"Damn... so cold..." Lin Mu didn't have the desire to ask any more.
The next moment, Jie Ling threw it again, and the old man's oil lamp was thrown back.
In an instant, the world spirit suddenly disappeared. Really didn't say a word.
However, what surprised Lin Mu was that the oil lamp and world spirit were still on the pile of gold. At this moment, Lin Mu is still holding the slate!
"Ding Dong!~~" The oil lamp was directly buried by a small pile of gold coins.
No need to ask, this small pile of gold is 240 million imperial medals!
"What kind of method is this? This small pile of gold is actually 240 million imperial medals?!" Lin Mu looked at the pile of small gold that only reached his waist, and was extremely stunned.
"Puff puff puff!~~~" Just when Lin Mu was astonished, streaks of strange black energy kept rising from Xiaojin Mountain.
As soon as this breath appeared, Lin Mu shuddered all over, and a bone-chilling chill rose from his spine. Lin Mu involuntarily took a few steps back.
This black air is very dangerous! ! !
But why didn't he feel any sense before?
The next moment, he saw that the small gold coins covering the oil lamp were slowly melting, and they were melted by the small flame of the oil lamp!
"Damn it...it can't be...it won't burn that small cluster of gold coins?"
In an emergency, Lin Mu put down the stone slab, regardless of the danger, he squatted down and lifted the oil lamp up.
When he lifted the oil lamp, the black air disappeared.
And a corner of Xiaojinshan was melted by Little Flame... It is necessary to count how many imperial medals have been melted.
Having guessed, Lin Mu couldn't help but feel a little pain in his heart. That burning should have lost tens of millions of imperial medals!
As soon as Lin Mu reached out and touched the pile of small gold mountains, it disappeared immediately with a thought.
And the next moment, inside Yuanlong's ring, a super huge golden mountain appeared.
"Huh! Getting rich again!" Lin Mu let out a deep breath.
With these imperial medals, he will be able to frantically buy the following lots.
Although Lin Mu was poor every time, after certain things happened, he suddenly became rich. This situation has always been with him...
Without a detailed count, Lin Mu wanted to put away the slate again.
But when he touched it, he found that the Yuanlong ring couldn't hold it!
"Hiss! Does this slab have spirits?" Lin Mu asked in surprise.
After looking at it for a while, I can only ignore the stone slab for the time being.
Afterwards, Lin Mu looked at the oil lamp he held in his hand.
"Hey! The crack on the right side of the wick is gone!" Lin Mu found at this moment that a part of the wall of the wick had become very smooth. This situation was full of cracks when the world spirit threw it to him.
"So that's it!" Lin Mu's dark eyes flashed brightly.
He is a smart person, and he already knows the key after thinking about it for a while.
"The Imperial Fortune Medal can repair this lamp, and even increase the ancestral fire, but why don't the demons do it?" Lin Mu's mind was full of doubts.
In fact, it is not the case. The demon clan snatched this thing, and it will be put together with the Chapter of Fortune. Basically, it is for the clansmen to temper their bodies. Surrounding it is a group of ferocious fruit-bodied demons! There is not even a woman, so where is the golden luck badge!
"It seems that the world spirit is reminding me..." Lin Mu couldn't help feeling warm when he heard the cold little world spirit.
That guy looks cold, but in fact he is enthusiastic. However, what he didn't know was that all of this was done by the Lord of the Black Dragon.
After the little world spirit disappeared from Lin Mu's Xiantai, it appeared in the Black Dragon Lord's Xiantai. It stared at the Black Dragon Lord, waved its hand, and a strange golden light flashed, and then it disappeared.
"Fuck! One million imperial medals are gone!" At this time, a burly general suddenly shouted.
He's carrying Empire Medal cash!
Hearing the words, the Lord of the Black Dragon smiled instead. This world spirit still adheres to the rules of equivalent exchange.
"I hope you can take good care of it...Lin Mulin Daojiu..." The corner of the black dragon master's mouth curled up slightly.
At this moment, the vast bell rang, and after that, the voice of the world spirit echoed in the incomparably huge starry sky.
"The innate clan treasure, [Ancient Clan Order], the auction starts, the reserve price, five million imperial medals!"
"The price increases by at least 10,000 imperial medals per tick!"
"start!!"
The second auction item, the auction begins!
Unlike the first item, it has no time limit and no preparation time, just like the normal auction process.
Soon, the price of the light curtain kept changing.
Also different from the first item, this ancient order of the clan was very popular, and many people bid, but everyone was more restrained, and the price only increased slowly.
