The person who spoke was Tan Moran. In his No. 7 wing, a layer of restrictions was set up to prevent other people's spiritual thoughts from coming in.
Even the giant owl at the eighth level of the Supreme Realm could sense what Tan Moran said.
"I remember the four people who came in just now, two of them were five-level giant owls, and the other one was a man and a woman. They didn't seem to be very strong."
Zhou Lingwen thought for a moment and slowly recalled.
Everyone present knew what was in Wing 3. After all, when Xiao Naihe and the others had a conflict with Li Chaoyin, many people had already noticed it.
"Ah? I remember, you don't need to look at the two five-level giants. As for the other men and women, the man has no divine power fluctuations in his body. He is either an eighth-level person who has reached the subtle entry level, or he is an ordinary person. Just a mortal."
Tan Moran waved his hand and said with a smile: "The eighth level realm can be entered in a subtle way, so that the energy is restrained and there is no fluctuation at all. But it is definitely not the eighth level realm. With the current number of people here, there is no need to hide any power. It should be a Ordinary people.”
"As for the other woman, although her strength is not strong, I always feel that her divine power has a fluctuation that is no less than mine. If I am not wrong, it should be a creator who deliberately blocked his own energy. , so that no one can feel it.”
When Tan Moran spoke, there were various calculations in his tone.
If he were not a Creator, how could he ask for 10 billion Immortal Crystals in one breath? Even some Creators did not have such background.
"The next treasure is a top-grade eight-grade corpse Liquan pen. It is the magic weapon that Emperor Huangquan used to seal his three living souls before his death."
Meng Li's voice spread again.
In front of everyone, a magical pen filled with golden light suddenly appeared on the table made of crystal.
"Emperor Huangquan?"
Nalan Rong's tone suddenly paused, and there was actually a hint of horror in his eyes.
Xiao Naihe was a little surprised that this outstanding disciple in the God Realm would actually have such emotions for a dead person in the Three Thousand Three Hundred Worlds.
"Emperor Huangquan, is he the one who attacked the unity of origin and was finally burned by the sky fire?"
Nalan Rong said.
"It should be."
Xiao Naihe nodded, reaching the ninth level of the Supreme Realm, which is the number of one yuan. As the pinnacle existence in the Supreme Realm, it can also be regarded as the peak existence in the God Realm.
Even King Huo Luo is at the ninth level of the Supreme Realm. Emperor Huangquan and King Huo Luo are both the same characters, belonging to the pinnacle of the Supreme Realm.
On the supreme state, there is also the unity of origin, which is also the highest state that Bei Nanyi reached in his previous life.
The original Bei Nanyi stepped into the unity of the origin, broke through the shackles of the supreme realm, became a heavenly demon, the first person to control the demon world, and many masters in the Nine War God Realm.
However, only Xiao Naihe knows the hardships involved. If he is given a chance to reach the eighth or even ninth level of the upper realm, there is still a lot of hope.
But if Xiao Naihe is allowed to attack the unity of origin again, it will not be a matter of experience.
Even Emperor Huangquan, who was at the peak of the ninth level of the Supreme Realm, was burned by heavenly fire at this level, and immediately turned into ashes upon failure.
King Fire Luo has achieved the ninth level of peak realm since ancient times. In nearly ten thousand years, King Fire Luo has not succeeded in attacking it. This shows how mysterious and difficult this unity of origin is.
"Not to mention these, Emperor Huangquan sealed the three living souls in the magic pen. If they are refined into weapon spirits, they can definitely be equivalent to the eighth-grade Taoist tools, or even the ninth-grade."
Xiao Naihe shook his head and said suddenly.
Although these three living souls are only the weakest souls of Emperor Huangquan, any soul left by a giant owl at the ninth level of the Supreme Realm can be compared with the extremely precious eighth-level treasures in the world.
For a moment, everyone present felt a sudden movement in their hearts, as if they were about to snatch it away.
"If I can get the corpse of Emperor Huang Quan and refine the soul inside it into the artifact of the Sin Demon Monument, this Taoist artifact will immediately change. Once this thing comes out, there will definitely be more people snatching it. , I still want to fight for the fire, so I’d better not take action yet.”
Xiao Naihe weighed it up. Although the Corpse Liquan Pen was valuable, in terms of value, it was of little use to Xiao Naihe.
He already has the guilty demon stele in his hands, and now he has the Purple Flame, which is enough to restore the demon stele to 70% of its original strength. The soul of the Corpse Lifting Spring Pen can only be regarded as the icing on the cake, not a treasure that Xiao Naihe must obtain.
"The base price of this Corpse Liquan Pen is five billion cents..."
"Ten billion!"
Before Meng Li could say anything, Zhang Yunxiao screamed out. He looked at the Liquan Brush with corpses underneath, and his tone was very ferocious, as if if someone wanted to bid with him, they would fight with him.
However, although Zhang Yunxiao is a creator at the seventh level of the Supreme Realm, he is not just a creator here.
"Twelve billion fairy crystals."
The bidder was a female voice.
Xiao Naihe raised his eyebrows, and a strange expression suddenly appeared on his face.
"Is this Tiandaotong?"
"As expected, he is very wealthy."
"Twelve billion is right, but Miss Tiandao, I am very interested in this Corpse Liquan Pen. If you are willing to give this thing to me, I am willing to make friends with you! Fifteen billion!"
Tan Moran smiled slightly, and his tone was full of grace. Compared with the ferociousness when he talked about Xiao Naihe just now, he didn't know how much more normal he was.
Fifteen billion
As soon as the price came out, some people were already slowly giving up.
"This is Elder Tan Moran from Danting. I've heard of you, but I also want this Corpse Liquan Pen. Miss Tiandao and Elder Tan, please forgive me, 16 billion!"
Liu Haisheng suddenly shouted.
In this inner hall, there are several known creators, Liu Haisheng, Taoist Master Jiang Zhuo, Su Bo, as well as Tan Moran, Zhou Lingwen and Tiandaotong.
As for Xiao Naihe and Nalan Rong, no one had figured out the former at all, but about Nalan Rong, Tan Moran and Huang Jie had already sensed the slightest clue.
"One hundred and seventeen billion!" Taoist Master Jiang Zhuo paused slightly and said deeply: "Liu Haisheng, I am bound to get the soul of Emperor Huangquan."
"Eighteen billion, Liu Haisheng, Taoist Master Jiang Zhuo, don't say any more, I want this thing." Su Bo, the creator of the world, suddenly shouted.
At this time, in the entire inner hall, only the Creator was robbing this treasure.