In Seclusion For 100,000 Years, My Descendants Ask Me To Come Out

Just a moment later, with the dazzling light emerging from the high stone platform, the old man held the auction hammer and said, "Everyone, this next item comes from the Tianlingzong that was just destroyed by my Demon Dragon Dynasty."

Before he finished speaking, a cyan long sword appeared on the high stone platform, emitting a sharp Sword Qi, forming a small cyan whirlwind.

In the VIP room, Nangong Ziyun's eyes were red, looking at the cyan long sword on the high stone platform, and shed two lines of clear tears.

After a while, Nangong Ziyun muttered, "That's...my Master Nangong Qinghe's sword."

In the auction hall, the old man's narration is still not over.

"It is said that this cyan long sword came from the Sect Leader Nangong Qinghe of Tianlingzong. Although it is only a heaven-level spiritual weapon in terms of grade, under the nourishment of Spiritual Qi, which has been menstrually menstrual, a sword spirit has been born in it. ."

"At the same time, this cyan long sword is also the symbol of Tianlingzong Sect Leader, which is profound and has a special meaning."

"Starting price, 10 million Demonic Beasts!"

As the old man tapped the high stone platform with the auction hammer in his hand, the auction hall was immediately filled with fiery bidding sounds, resounding in the surrounding area.

Nangong Ziyun looked at the two of Luo Qingcheng, a dignified expression flashed on their beautiful faces, and said, "Two Big sis, I'm bound to get this Qinghe sword, so I need to use our funds."

"no problem."

Luo Qingcheng and Wu Wanqing both understood Nangong Ziyun's identity, and they didn't care about draining their funds at this moment, and immediately lent all the remaining Demonic Beasts coins to Nangong Ziyun for use.

Although this Qinghe sword is only a heaven-level spiritual weapon, because it contains a sword spirit, and it was once the sword of the Tianlingzong Sect Leader Nangong Qinghe, it symbolizes the Tianlingzong Sect Leader.

Therefore, in just a short time, the auction price of Qinghe Sword has reached the price of 20 million Demonic Beasts coins, and the auction price is still constantly ascending.

Soon, the level of 30 million Demonic Beasts has been reached.

Nangong Ziyun clenched his silver teeth lightly and said, "Thirty-two million Demonic Beasts coins!"

There was a moment of silence in the entire auction hall, and many people were shocked by Nangong Ziyun's competition price.

At this moment, on the second floor of Wan Beast Restaurant, VIP Room No. 1, which had never bid before, suddenly started bidding: "33 million Demonic Beasts coins!"

"Thirty-four million Demonic Beasts!"

A flash of anger flashed in Nangong Ziyun's beautiful eyes, and Ascension bid the price again.

In the VIP room No. 1, a dark shadow like ink flowed slowly, leaning casually on a wooden chair, exuding an invisible coercion of a powerful Taoist emperor.

On the side, Long Yunhai was serving him with a respectful look on his face. The one who bid with Nangong Ziyun just now was Long Yunhai, but he was instructed by the shadow man.

According to what Long Yunhai knows, the shadow man in front of him was originally a human cultivator, but it seems that he encountered a change, which led to the shadow man joining the Demon Dragon Dynasty. The important position of the leader of the dragon scout was also appointed by Long Ba Shi to the shadow man in front of him.

This shadow man is extremely mysterious, except for Long Ba Shi, the rest of the Demonic Beasts only know the shadow man's surname Ying, so they respectfully call him Lord Ying.

"Master Ying, shall we continue to bid?"

"continue!"

"OK."

Long Yunhai bid again and issued a price of 35 million Demonic Beasts coins.

And Nangong Ziyun couldn't bear the anger in her heart anymore. She could clearly feel that the people in VIP Room No. 1 were targeting her, so she suddenly said, "Forty million Demonic Beasts coins!"

Nine Underworld Divine Thunder surged, and the violent aura was attached to Nangong Ziyun's voice, resounding throughout the auction hall, and there were bursts of dull thunder.

In the VIP room No. 1, the shadowy figure leaned forward slightly and said to Long Yunhai, "Okay, stop bidding."

"Yes, Lord Shadow!"

So, as the old man dropped the auction hammer, the Qinghe sword was sent by the maid to the VIP room where Nangong Ziyun was.

"Long Yunhai, I have an intuition that there is the target we are looking for in that VIP room."

A look of doubt flashed across Long Yunhai's face, and then his thoughts surged in his heart to find the answer, but he still asked, "Master Ying, how did you make such a judgment?"

"According to my guess, Nangong Ziyun and his party will definitely take the opportunity of this magic dragon banquet to enter the magic dragon imperial city, and there is a high possibility of entering the interior of this ten thousand beast restaurant."

The shadow man continued to speak.

"So, I took the opportunity of this Ten Thousand Beasts Restaurant auction in advance to auction the Qinghe sword bestowed by the emperor in order to catch a big fish."

"Now it seems that the fish is hooked."

In another VIP room, Nangong Ziyun handed over 40 million Demonic Beasts coins to the maid, and took the Qinghe sword at the same time.

boom!

After the maid left, Nangong Ziyun's body of Spirit Power erupted, and Jiu Ming Shenlei enveloped the entire VIP room to prevent the next conversation from leaking out.

"Thanks to the two Big sis."

Nangong Ziyun first bowed to Luo Qingcheng and her beautiful eyes filled with gratitude.

If only relying on the Demonic Beasts coins carried by Nangong Ziyun, it would not be enough to take pictures of this Qinghe sword.

"Don't rush to thank us, let's take a look at Qinghe Sword first."

"OK!"

Nangong Ziyun's fair hand master held the Qinghe sword, just touching the hilt, she felt a familiar atmosphere, it was the Qinghe sword used by her Master Nangong Qinghe.

A stream of pure Spirit Power poured into the Qinghe Sword, feeling the familiar fluctuations, and the Qinghe Sword made a sound of sword cries in response to Nangong Ziyun.

In an instant, a small and exquisite girl phantom appeared above the Qinghe sword, emitting a sharp Sword Qi, forming a cyan whirlwind.

"Qinghe Sword Spirit?!"

Nangong Ziyun's beautiful eyes showed surprise, and immediately asked the newly awakened Sword Spirit, "Little Sword Spirit, how are you?"

Qinghe Sword Spirit had just woken up, and at this moment, his small eyes looked a little sleepy. After seeing Nangong Ziyun, he suddenly shuddered.

Immediately, the cute and cute Qinghe sword spirit rushed towards Nangong Ziyun with a crying voice, hugged Nangong Ziyun, and said shiveringly: "Ziyun, you scared me to death, you are still alive, it's really good ."

Although this Qinghe sword spirit has existed for decades, his mind is still similar to that of a three-year-old child. Against the background of his small and exquisite figure, he looks very cute.

"It's alright, Master has passed away, you still have me." Nangong Ziyun gently stroked Qinghe Sword Spirit's hair and said comforting words.

"No, Ziyun, your Master is still alive!"

"What, my Master is still alive?"

"That's right, after your Master sent you out of the Heavenly Spirit Sect that day, Longba Shi united many Dao Emperor realm powerhouses of the Demon Dragon Dynasty to besiege your Master, even if your Master was a fifth rank powerhouse in Dao Emperor realm, but in that He was still seriously injured under the intensity of the attack."

"After that, the powerhouses of the Demon Dragon Dynasty sent your Master into the deepest part of the Demon Dragon Blood Prison, and dispatched many powerhouses to guard them, while I was rewarded by the Dragon Baishi to a black shadow. People, came to this Myriad Beasts Restaurant."

Nangong Ziyun patiently listened to Qinghe Sword Spirit's narration, and an invisible anger emerged from the depths of his heart.

However, she knew very well that the Demon Dragon Blood Prison was most likely a trap set by the Demon Dragon Dynasty, and if it entered rashly, it might be in crisis.

While Nangong Ziyun was hesitating, a gentle male voice echoed in the VIP room, it was the magnetic voice of the ancestor Chen Xuan.

"Go save your Master, a mere dragon blood prison can't stop you."