I Might Be A Fake Cultivator

Chapter 1093: The strongest supreme treasure!

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Starbucks shines brightly on stage, next to a giant all-round wrapping red cloth, keeping the mystery of the upcoming auction items.

Balk sat not far from the high auction platform, exuding a cold aura that no one should enter.

Alisa from the Red Snow Sect and Simpson from the Scorpio Sect sat at the front. There were also representatives of the first-class sects who were not in person but were seated a little further back. s position.

Then came the second ring, third ring, fourth ring...

An Lin and Xu Xiaolan mingled in the place where some ordinary blood sects stood, eating melons and watching the show in silence.

"The most important part of the Blood Festival is coming. Next, I will reveal the first auction item, the Thunderbat from the Devil's Lair!" Starbucks yanked off the red cloth.

A bat about three feet in size, with a black body covered in blue thunder patterns, began to appear in front of everyone.

It is covered with strange silver tubes, and the dark red blood is flowing along the silver tubes, slowly flowing towards a certain path, converging, and finally falling on a glass instrument.

The bat's body was still undulating slightly, trembling, as if crying.

An Lin frowned, this bat is still alive!

Starbuck caressed the bat's face, and said impassionedly: "This prison-fallen lightning bat is a mid-stage cultivator. In order to maintain blood activity, it is in a state of being seriously injured and sealed to survive."

"Its blood has a bursting feeling at the beginning of the mouth, and then the taste will be smooth and refreshing, with a mellow aroma, and the essence of life contained in it has reached A-level!"

"The blood reserve in the body is one ton, and the starting price is 100,000 spirit stones! I will give you some samples to taste before starting the auction."

Starbucks waved his hand, and countless blood flew out, and fell into the empty wine glasses prepared by all the blood races, everyone had a share.

The Blood Festival is actually a tasting when blood is auctioned, right

An Lin looked at the dark red and viscous blood in the wine glass, and fell into silence.

At this time, there were bursts of groans or refreshing praises from beside him.

Soon, the auction will begin.

The blood of the fallen thunderbat in the middle stage of the transformation of the gods was finally auctioned for a price of 180,000 spirit stones, which was auctioned by a suzerain of the late stage of the transformation of the gods.

As for the members of the Red Snow Sect and the Scorpio Sect, they didn't even participate in the auction, obviously not very interested in this kind of blood.

The next few auction items were all strange beasts of the same level.

Until later, a dying creature, tied to a wooden frame, naked, covered in bloodstains, with a pair of black wings, appeared on the stage.

Both An Lin and Xu Xiaolan were shocked.

The courage of the blood race is really great, they dare to auction anything...

The auction seems to be really reaching its peak.

Starbuck beamed and said: "As you can see, this is a black-feathered clan spirit in the late stage of transformation! If you want to ask, what kind of intelligent creatures in this world are the most difficult to capture. It is not the powerful and dead-rather white-feathered clan, nor is it whereabouts The Misty Suzaku Clan, but the Black Feather Clan who are most afraid of death!"

"I believe everyone is very interested in the blood of the strong men of the Black Feather Clan? It is different from the clear and sweet blood of the White Feather Clan. On the contrary, it has a deep and endless mellow fragrance! I believe that everyone will like it after tasting the blood! "

Starbucks waved his hand, and the blood fell on the glasses of the vampires.

The portion is very small, only one drop.

After all, the body of the Black Feather Clan is similar to that of a human, and they don't have much blood.

However, after eating this drop of blood, all the vampires looked fascinated.

The Shengxie Sword in Anlina's precept trembled rarely, with a strong urge to kill. This is the first time it has expressed this willingness to Anlin on its own initiative!

He hastily suppressed the urge.

"What are you doing? Xiao Xie?" An Lin contacted with his thoughts.

"I want to kill someone." Sheng Xiejian's clear and cold voice came into his mind.

An Lin was stunned for a moment, a certain guess rushed into his mind.

The Shengxie Sword used to be the top fairy weapon that the true king of the night of the black feather clan had in mind...

"You want to save the strong man of the Black Feather Clan?" An Lin said in surprise, "Even so... you have to wait a while before you act. Now is not the time. When the time comes, I will accompany you to kill him and turn the world upside down!"

An Lin felt that he had said something very domineering.

But Sheng Xiejian said indifferently: "I think you misunderstood something, I mean I want to kill that Black Feather Clan, that's all."

An Lin: "???"

This turn was too fast, and An Lin couldn't catch his breath.

At this time, the auction of the strong Black Feather Clan has already started.

The starting price alone was as high as 500,000 spirit stones. Even so, there were still many sects participating in the bidding, and the atmosphere was very enthusiastic.

There are quite a few great powers in the blood race who grow stronger by absorbing the life essence of other creatures. In their eyes, this black feather clan powerhouse may be a very rare pill...

In the end, this strong man of the Black Feather Clan was sold 1.08 million spirit stones.

The one who photographed him was Simpson, the suzerain of the Scorpio Sect, a blond man with silver muscles, knife marks on his face, and a strange smile.

At this moment, a more impassioned voice came.

"Next, it will be the first highlight of the entire auction!"

Starbucks flew to the middle of the high platform, his face flushed with excitement.

"The one thing you were looking forward to, the filming is about to start now!"

It was just a simple sentence, and the breathing of the vampires became much heavier.

"This auction is controlled by an existence whose status is so high that you can't even imagine it. I have already found out your background, but I still hope that you will swear with your Dao heart to keep the entire auction a secret."

As soon as Starbucks finished speaking, all the blood races began to swear.

An Lin and Xu Xiaolan also made an oath, anyway, it's okay if this oath is not violated, just kill all these people!

After swearing, Starbucks announced the most exciting news.

"The next item is the holy son of Kekesti, the supreme treasure obtained from the holy land of our ancestors, a supreme treasure that can make us realize the true meaning of life and become infinite potential!"

This sentence set off a storm among the crowd.

An Lin and Xu Xiaolan were even more stunned.

It turned out to be Ke Kesti again

Hey, why do you say "again"

The title of Holy Son alone is enough to make that treasure extremely dazzling.

All the blood races began to look forward to that treasure.

"Today is the Blood Festival, so the auction items are naturally related to blood. However, this time there is no tasting session, because it only has one drop!"

"Yes! It is a drop of the blood of the ancestor!"

"It can purify our body, make our life truly sublimated, further improve our life level, and make the blood in our body closer to the blood of the holy ancestor!"

As soon as this remark came out, the audience shook!

The meaning it represents is extremely far-reaching, and its value may be inestimable!

The blood of the ancestors, that is the blood that can make them evolve! !

If all of this is true, then almost no vampire can resist this temptation.

Under the expectant eyes of the audience.

The Starbucks ring flashed, and a drop of blood was suspended in the void, wrapped in an extremely terrifying barrier to prevent accidents.

However, the fluctuations and aura of that blood spread throughout the lobby!

Xu Xiaolan froze for a moment, then looked at the man beside him.

An Lin was dumbfounded, as if he was watching something extremely absurd.

After a while, he murmured:

"Isn't this fucking Lao Tzu's blood?!"

(end of this chapter)