Heavenly God Mnemonic

Resolutely said: "As far as I know, that kind of curse can be controlled as long as you master the power of the thousand realms."

Yang Qingxuan immediately understood that if it is a one-star thousand realm, and five ten-stars by his side, it can be said to be invincible.

The man's eyes were not very good either, he narrowed his eyes and suddenly said, "I also have an ancestor spirit, but it is dead, and the bloodline ability is low."

The mask man said: "Take a look."

The man flicked his finger lightly, and a beam of light hit the void, and then spread out, and a corpse appeared inside, wrapped in a ball, dark and dark. Upon closer inspection, it looked like a bird, but not exactly.

The man in the mask said: "It turns out that it is Dragon Crow, or the lowest level flat mouth type in Dragon Crow, don't change it."

The human said: "This dragon crow plus those I said earlier."

The man in the mask groaned, and said, "Then wait, if no one else comes up with something I am satisfied with, I will change it to you."

The man contemptuously said: "Don't worry, no one will bid higher than me. After all, you are not so valuable."

Yang Qingxuan asked in a low voice: "What is the ancestral spirit? I seem to have seen it somewhere, but I can't remember it for a while."

Yuan Xiang said: "It was the first group of creatures that appeared when the Great Dao evolved at the beginning of the birth of heaven and earth, possessing the highest level of blood energy. But the real ancestor spirit is almost hard to see, and all that can be seen now are some distance ancestors. The descendants of the more recent spirit."

Yang Qingxuan just remembered now, and someone had collected blood from the ancestor spirit before.

Resolutely said: "The true ancestor spirit, born by the great road, contains Taoism, travels in the universe, travels through the planes, and is free and easy, and is rarely known. Except for the great clans on the hundred genealogy, ordinary races dare not to fight The real ancestral spirit contact."

Yang Qingxuan understood that these belonged to the PDD version of the ancestral spirit, but in any case, it was somewhat related to the ancestral spirit.

At this time, two people stood up and offered an offer, but the man with the mask was not satisfied.

One of them also took out a lump of rotten meat, which was said to belong to the ancestor spirit, was ridiculed by the masked man, and then retreated.

Suddenly someone said: "I have something, I don't know if it is an ancestor spirit, do you have any comments to taste it?"

The man in the mask shrank his pupils slightly, staring at the man and hummed: "I don't know anything, just pick up a corpse and use it to waste my time?"

That person was Yang Qingxuan, waved his hand and said, "Fine."

The man with the mask moved slightly in his heart and said, "Let's take a look."

Only then did Yang Qingxuan take out an object and enlarge it in the void. It was also the corpse of an animal. The whole body was fluffy, with very obvious huge antlers, like a jungle.

The face of the man in the mask changed slightly and his eyes widened.

The person who took out the dragon crow was also surprised: "God Moose?" Then he asked in doubt: "It's not a God Moose, it should be a direct descendant of God Moose, I don't know what it was hybridized with.

The man in the mask stared blankly for a while, and immediately said, "Okay, just change this!"

Yang Qingxuan was stunned. He didn't expect it to be true. This elk was obtained from the Murlocs. It was the guardian spirit of the Murloc Holy Land. He died after a bloodbath with Yass. It was taken by Yang Qingxuan. valuable.

Since it is valuable, it can't be sold cheaply.

Yang Qingxuan smiled slightly: "My elk has a half-step supreme level of cultivation, not to mention that ancestor spirits are not ancestral spirits. This cultivation level alone is worth a lot of money. Your Excellency can add a little more price."

The man in the mask snorted: "I don't care about his realm. If he dies, he will die. It's just an object."

Yang Qingxuan shook his head and said, "This is really ugly. The old saying goes. The dead are the greatest. I hope you can give me the elk some respect, otherwise I won't sell it."

The man in the mask stunned: "Are you sick?"

Immediately he saw Yang Qingxuan's murderous gaze, and for fear of angering the other party, he immediately coughed twice and said: "I respect this elk naturally, but it is worth it to trade for five ten-star minions."

Yang Qingxuan said: "The value is just what you think. In my heart, this elk is worth at least ten."

The man in the mask frowned, "So much nonsense, can you change it or not?"

Yang Qingxuan said slowly: "If the price is right, change it." He sensed the man's emotions and seemed to be very pleased with the elk. Those slightly urgent emotions, as well as the surprise and joy in the eyes of the man when the elk appeared, were all caught by Yang Qingxuan. catch.

The man with the mask said solemnly: "I said, you are only worth my five slaves. The price is quite the same. No amount of it will be appropriate."

Yang Qingxuan said, "That won't be changed."

The man in the mask had a murderous heart, and said coldly: "Then what do you want?"

Yang Qingxuan said, "Add another five-star precious fruit, and I will change it."

The man in the mask said angrily: "Are you a pig head three?"

Yang Qingxuan said, "That won't be changed."

The man in the mask said angrily: "Add a four-star precious fruit!"

Yang Qingxuan said: "Add five, just one slave will be given one."

The man in the mask was a little dizzy. If it wasn't for the attention of the public, he might have rushed to kill someone. He pointed to Yang Qingxuanhan and said: "Or we will have a life and death battle. If you win me, you will take everything, otherwise..."

Yang Qingxuan interrupted: "I won't change it."

The mask man was dizzy: "Don't go too far, add two limits, otherwise you know the consequences!"

Yang Qingxuan said, "Master Fei Bo, he seems to be threatening me."

Fei Bo coughed twice and turned to warn: "This friend, please pay attention to your words!"

The shoulders of the man in the mask were trembling, fearing that he was about to explode, and he stretched out three fingers: "Three!"

Yang Qingxuan said: "Four, no less."

The mask man said: "The deal! But I don't have four four-star precious fruits. You can choose some of these things with similar value!"

I didn't bother to say anything, waved, a star-like light emerged.

The sky above the auction venue suddenly became dim, all of these things were wrapped in a layer of yellow light, turning like a nebula, within each group of yellow light, but exuding a breathtaking breath.

The man in the mask pointed a little, and three of them flew towards Yang Qingxuan, exactly three jade boxes.

Yang Qingxuan took them one by one. After checking, he was ecstatic, and it was indeed a four-star treasure.

He put it away with a little excitement. He didn't think that the elk was so valuable, and he almost took it out a few days ago and ate it. Fortunately, he held it back.

Later, Yang Qingxuan began to explore these nebulae.

The man in this mask does not know where he came from, but he was afraid that his identity cultivation was extremely powerful, and the richness of these treasures was still higher than the great elder of the Liusha clan.

He couldn't really see many things, but he was able to sense the quality of the items immediately after careful sensing.