hotmtlnovel Chapter 149
Chapter 149
So, in an instant.
The only competitor of the ultimate method of the demon race was the Demon King Palace.
Second-floor booth.
Emperor Li tried his best to restrain his excitement.
Yes.
The ultimate method of the demon race was only one step away from falling into his hands.
As long as he could defeat the old monster Wu Qi of the Demon King Palace...
Ha!
Although the Demon King Palace has always been in a superior position among the demons, that is for ordinary demons.
For the demon royal and royal families such as the Golden Crow Clan and the Ancient Divine Ape Clan!
The deterrent power of the Demon King Palace is actually just like that!
To be precise.
It is precisely because of the tacit consent of many royal and royal families that the Demon King Palace can have such a superior status.
Therefore.
Facing Wu Qi's identity as an elder, Emperor Li was not afraid at all.
At this moment, he just laughed coldly.
In terms of combat power, he may not necessarily be Wu Qi's opponent.
But if we talk about financial resources...
Wu Qi is only one of the twelve pillar elders of the Demon King Palace, how many resources can he mobilize?
Victory is in hand!
After Emperor Li figured out the key, he let out a long breath.
At this moment, he has already thought of the next strategy!
No matter how Wu Qi raises the price, he will suppress it completely at the first time.
Three attempts at most...
Emperor Li accurately grasped Wu Qi's bottom line.
But suddenly.
In the private room No. 6 of Tianzi, an ancient and immortal breath suddenly rose.
It was as if some supreme existence was about to revive.
No, not revive!
In an instant, the faces of Emperor Li and others suddenly showed some horror.
"A saint is here?"
"Oh my god, could it be that the Demon King Palace has actually sent a saint's will at this moment?"
"I didn't expect that the saint of the Demon King Palace had predicted such a supreme opportunity long ago?"
"..."
Everyone was in doubt.
In the private room No. 6 of Tianzi.
At this moment, Wu Qi looked at a purple-haired boy beside him with a look of horror.
In his impression, this guy seemed to be a genius from an unknown demon tribe in the Heavenly Demon Palace fifty-five years ago.
After seventeen years of cultivation, he achieved the ultimate perfection of the Dragon Transformation Realm, and even fought against a half-step great power cultivator for one stick of incense with the ultimate combat power of the Dragon Transformation Realm, thus becoming a true disciple of the Demon King Palace.
But...
How could such a demon cultivator who was not even the son of the Demon King Palace be favored by a saint and sent down a will to protect him?
Wu Qi was numb!
From the ancient breath, he seemed to smell a strange fragrance rising from his soul.
This fragrance is...
"The Demon Race's Heavenly Fortune Great Saint, Purple Ink Marten!"
Wu Qi's sea of consciousness was trembling.
Then.
The eyes of the young man named Zi Luo suddenly glowed with a terrifying divine light.
Even Wu Qi did not dare to look him in the eye.
"Wu Qi, the elder of the Demon King Palace, greets the Heavenly Fortune Great Saint!"
Without any hesitation.
Wu Qi bowed his head and saluted the thought directly.
Then.
A "hmm" sounded in the hearts of everyone in the Demon King Palace.
"I had an idea, this thing can help my Demon King Palace to build the supreme status of the demon race!"
"You should do your best to take this thing!"
"I will make up for the spiritual stones you spent in the future!"
"You have made great contributions this time. Within a thousand years, I will grant you the status of a saint!"
The aura of the Heavenly Fortune Great Saint only appeared for a moment, and then he fell asleep completely.
But at this moment, Wu Qi seemed to have been given a shot of chicken blood, and he instantly became energetic.
The saint personally promised!
He was determined to win the Nine-Nine Heavenly Art!
In an instant.
Just when the demon cultivators were still surprised, Wu Qi's voice rang out again in the hall.
"Seven hundred and fifty million!"
With the endorsement of the Great Saint Tianyun in the Demon King Hall, Wu Qi no longer had any hesitation in his heart.
Spiritual stones?
He brought 600 million savings this time, plus 500 million embezzled funds from the Demon King Hall!
A total of 1.1 billion spiritual stones, today he would take down the "Nine-Nine Heavenly Art" even if he had to smash it!
And the ancient aura of the Supreme Saint was even just a flash.
But it also silenced many demon cultivators present.
Combined with Wu Qi's sudden price increase.
Obviously.
This auction has already had a saint participating...
So Emperor Li fell silent again.
He was not afraid of competing with Wu Qi in financial strength.
But if Wu Qi got the will of a certain demon saint...
"Fuck!"
"Could it be that I will miss out on this ultimate demon method?"
Emperor Li couldn't accept it.
But the saint's power was so terrifying that he didn't dare to raise the price in the endless torment and anxiety!
But, at this moment.
In the booth next to Emperor Li, a proud voice suddenly sounded in the hall.
"Seven hundred and sixty million high-grade spirit stones!"At the same time.
The entire auction hall suddenly had a few subtle tides.
The son of the Golden Crow Clan, this powerful cultivator who practiced the Golden Crow Flame Dao, suddenly realized something was wrong.
There was a cold mist all around him.
So much so that even if he drove the power of rules, he couldn't get rid of it?
Not just him.
At this moment, everyone's eyes fell on Duanmu Ji in the booth... and the mysterious cultivator next to him.
Although they didn't know Duanmu Ji's identity.
But the fluctuations in the realm of the pseudo-saint could not be hidden from everyone.
"Who is it? How dare he go against the will of the saint?"
"It must be just an indigenous pseudo-saint?"
"Interesting, are all the indigenous cultivators in this world of creation so brave?"
"Be careful with your words, the power of the master of the Creation Pavilion can be called creation!"
"..."
After a brief commotion.
Beside Duanmu Ji, the cultivator who had been hiding his identity finally took off his hood.
It was a young man with starry eyes and a handsome face.
At his brow, a blue water pattern could be seen faintly.
And the man's long hair was also green and blue.
On the surface, it seemed ordinary.
But only those demon cultivators held their breath.
They felt a kind of suppression from their blood.
It was as if they were not facing a man with a cold expression, but a peerless demon that had existed since ancient times?
And...
The quasi-saint fluctuations on this cultivator were extremely strong!
It was a violent aura that made the demons frightened.
Quasi-saint peak.
Quasi-saint peak, perhaps only one step away from true saint.
There are such great demons in this world of creation?
For a moment.
The auction house suddenly became quiet!
A peak demon quasi-saint who was about to become a saint, and the elder Wu Qi who obeyed the will of the saint in the Demon King Palace!
Hiss! !
At this moment, many cultivators chose to stand aside and watch.
But Emperor Li couldn't help it.
Since the native dared to make an offer, what was he worried about?
Isn't it just offending a saint?
Saint!
I have one in my Golden Crow clan too!
After figuring out the key, Emperor Li's eyes instantly became calm.
Even the lake of his heart, which was surging with undercurrents, was completely calmed down.
"Emperor Li of the Golden Crow clan, 780 million high-grade spirit stones!"
As soon as the words fell.
Even Wu Qi from the Demon King Palace was stunned.
No way!
The saints of my Demon King Palace have all appeared, and you still dare to bid with me?
What can a man endure!
Uncles can endure but aunts can't!
"Eight hundred million!"
Anyway, with the endorsement of the Great Sage Tianyun behind him, Wu Qi also went all out.
In an instant.
The price of this Nine Nine Heavens Art reached eight hundred million!