Ten Thousand Domains

Chapter 993 Old Man Mo Ya
The conversation on the third floor stopped suddenly at this moment, only Lu Feng's words of wanting to slay the dragon lingered for a long time.

Zhu Qiang is drinking tea and eating spiritual fruit, watching this good show.

"Is dragon meat delicious? I haven't eaten it yet."

Lan Xinyue tilted her head and asked curiously.

Lu Feng smiled and said, "Then I'm going to ask the black dragon sage."

Lan Xinyue let out a light voice, and scanned the black dragon sage with malicious intent, as if she wanted to slay the dragon and then eat the dragon's meat.

On the side, Mr. Mu frowned, and said softly, "This is the Universal Merchant Alliance. It is very important to auction the Fortune God Iron. Don't cause trouble. That kid offended the emperor, and there is always a chance to deal with him severely."

The black dragon sage sneered, and said: "I don't know the heights of the sky and the depths of the boy, I will swallow this breath first."

Immediately, they walked to the front table and chairs and sat down.

"I'm afraid that if you swallow this breath, you won't be able to get up."

Hearing Lu Feng's words again, the black dragon sage simply closed his ears.

"Now you have offended Emperor Sacred Sect and Black Dragon Island again." Ling Fei was worried.

"I have offended you a long time ago, if you dare to come, you will kill him directly."

Youruo said coldly.

"Sister Ling Fei, there are some things you don't understand, and you don't need to understand them."

Lu Feng also took his eyes away from them, and immediately closed his eyes slightly, resting his mind and waiting for the start of the trading conference.

Seeing this, Ling Fei didn't say any more, she always felt that Lu Feng and the woman in the black dress were mysterious.

As time passed, those tables and chairs were already filled with dao dao figures.

"Welcome everyone to the trading conference of my Universal Business Alliance. There are quite a few friends from the Holy Dao. It is really a great honor for me to make this old man feel very honored."

After an unknown amount of time, a voice suddenly broke the silence, and immediately an old man with a ruddy complexion walked in with big strides, and came to a slightly raised auction stage.

Although the old man didn't show his strength, he calmed down his aura.

"That's the old man Mo Ya of my Universal Business Alliance, who is in the middle of the holy realm. He has held many such trading conferences, and he has passed through the auction of heaven-level holy objects."

Ling Fei's voice reached the ears of Lu Feng and the others.

Hearing this, Lu Feng also became serious.

The strength of the middle holy land is by no means comparable to that of the lower holy lands. Even if ten lower holy lands can defeat the middle holy land, they cannot be killed without special treasures.

This auction can be hosted by the old man Mo Ya, which is enough to show that he attaches great importance to it.

The shrewd old man Mo Ya glanced at the silent strong man below, and without saying much, he said directly: "The old man will not talk nonsense, let's go straight to the topic, the first item in this auction is A martial art."

With a swipe of his palm, the empty space was under his control, and a simple book exuded the power of time, suspended in mid-air.

"What martial skill will it be?"

Lu Feng was also a little curious. After all, the weakest people here are quasi-sages, and general saint-level martial arts are not in the eyes.

"This is a martial art created by an ancient sage in the ancient times. It was identified by the strong in our business alliance. It is called the Huangquan Miesheng Finger. Once pointed out, life will be destroyed."

The old man Mo Ya moved his fingers slowly, as if a figure appeared.

The moment a finger plundered, a yellow spring appeared, instantly depriving countless lives of their lives.

"This thing turned out to be an ancient saint level martial skill."

Lu Feng was extremely surprised.

But there was no movement in his heart.

The Xing Luozhi he practiced is also an ancient saint-level martial art, and he has never lacked in martial arts and martial arts. After all, he has mastered many martial arts with his memory and You Ruo beside him.

"Old Sage-level martial arts are things that can be passed down, so the old price is 1000 million drops of holy liquid."

Old Man Mo Ya said with a smile.

Hearing this, Lu Feng was slightly startled, 1000 million drops of holy liquid is not a small amount.

You must know that the worst yellow-level holy relic is only worth 3000 million drops of holy liquid.

His lack of interest does not mean that others are not interested. As soon as the old man Mo Ya's voice fell, the bidding sounded one after another.

An ancient holy-level martial skill is enough to make a weak holy-level force a bit stronger.

Although some people came here this time for the God of Good Fortune, they also knew that such gods were not something they could get their hands on.

The sage from the Emperor's Sacred Sect also made a bid, but was quickly drowned out by the bids.

In the end, this martial skill was auctioned off by a holy man with 5000 million drops of holy liquid.

Next, old man Mo Ya also took out a lot of treasures. Although the value did not exceed the ancient saint level martial arts, each one was worth around ten million holy liquids.

Lu Feng also clicked his tongue. It is indeed an auction that only quasi-sages are eligible to enter. Ordinary people can only watch it here.

And with the auction of each item, Lu Feng did not hear the news of the Life and Death Jubilee Fruit, and it would be placed at the end as the finale.

He touched the array where the treasures were stored, and with his current wealth, as long as he didn't encounter major troubles, there shouldn't be any accidents.

Lu Feng glanced at old man Mo Ya, who was currently auctioning a treasure pill that could increase the chance of surviving the Holy Dao Tribulation by [-]%, which caused a wave of enthusiasm.

After the auction of the treasure pill, something finally caught Lu Feng's attention, and he stared at it with fiery eyes.

"Hehe, this item is not from the Merchant Alliance, but the old man got it by accident, so I brought it here to trade with you."

The old man Mo Ya took out a huge object from the storage ring while smiling.

He displayed the realm of the holy way, and immediately saw a thousand-foot-long white bone without any flesh and blood, but with a hazy blue light flickering, filled with a faint coercion, which made some quasi-sages feel The back is bent.

"This seems to be the corpse of the dragon clan in the holy realm? I just don't know if it is a flood dragon or a real dragon."

The appearance of the white bones immediately sparked discussions on the third floor.

In terms of value, the real dragon must be more precious.

The old man Mo Ya glanced over shrewdly, and said: "After the old man's appraisal, this is a green dragon that fell in ancient times. Its strength should have reached the lower holy level. Even the skeleton can only cause some damage."

"Sage Mo Ya, although this is a holy dragon, what's the use of dying for too long?"

Someone raised a question.

"The vitality of the monster race is so tenacious. Even if they die for ten thousand years, their holy blood will not be completely dried up. There must be some blood essence of the green dragon in such a large bone. One can imagine the value of it."

Old Man Mo Ya glanced at the man.

He is not interested in the blood essence of Qinglong. As he is, he can get stronger blood essence in the business alliance, so he naturally hopes to take this opportunity to exchange for some treasures he needs.

"Then can we watch from a quiet distance? If there is no holy blood, wouldn't we just buy a pile of useless bones and go back?"

A strong man in the holy realm opened his eyes at this moment, and said lightly.

"Of course it can, but the old man has checked the holy blood and there must be it. I don't know how much."

The old man Mo Ya said happily.

As soon as his words fell, no matter whether he was interested or not, he had entered the holy realm of old man Mo Ya to watch.

"Qinglong blood essence, this is what I need most now!"

(End of this chapter)