Many ancient tribes descended, and no one could see their true appearance. They were surrounded by many ancient tribes and entered the auction house directly, which also made the atmosphere here reach a peak.

The Holy Son is the king among the geniuses of the ancient clan. It can be said that as long as he does not die, he will definitely become a saint in the future and is the saint master.

It is difficult to see a single one on weekdays, not to mention that so many saints gathered together and immediately became the focus of attention. The shock caused by Xiao Ye's attack was insignificant compared to it.

At the same time, another layer of meaning can be interpreted from the gathering of these holy sons.

At this auction, a shocking treasure will inevitably be born!

Xiao Ye and Taixu Great Sage entered the temple auction house together.

The entire auction house is too large and extremely wide, covering an area of ​​millions of kilometers. All major forces in the human race have their own exclusive seats.

Xiao Ye and Taixu Great Sage did not join any camp, so they could only enter ordinary seats.

Xiao Ye didn't mind this.

He came to the auction to collect treasures that practice the soul-training Bible and improve the quality of the soul. It doesn’t matter where he sits.

"Have all the holy sons of the major ancient tribes entered the VIP private room?"

He and the Great Sage of Taixu randomly found an ordinary seat to sit down, but their eyes looked upwards.

Above the ordinary seats, there are extremely luxurious private rooms, floating in the air like a palace, high above, looking down at the crowd, each of which exudes a huge atmosphere.

Just now, Xiao Ye felt at least three terrifying and boundless holy senses swept over and showed interest in him.

There were two auras in it, and Xiao Ye recognized it.

The first stock is the Holy Son of Dayan.

Obviously, he broke through the Dayan barrier and forced himself into the Temple Auction House, which attracted the attention of the other party.

Another aura, Xiao Ye was quite familiar with it, belonged to the Holy Son of Double Pupils.

Although he only contacted a holy body of the other party, his soul was separated from the deity, and there was no big difference.

As for the last breath, Xiao Ye didn't recognize it, but it was no less than the first two, and he was obviously a saint of ancient clan.

"Brother Xiao Ye, don't worry."

"Many ancient tribe saints gathered together and came for the auction. Even if they were hostile to you, they would not attack you at this time."

Recognizing Xiao Ye's expression, the Great Sage Taixu said with a smile.

Xiao Ye smiled slightly, nodded, and closed his eyes and rested in his seat.

As time goes by, more and more saints have entered the auction house. Surprising eyes gathered on Xiao Ye, as if they were full of confusion about Xiao Ye's arrival.

Dong!

I don’t know how long it has passed, but suddenly a sound of a holy bell rang out, spreading throughout the temple auction house, causing all the noise here to disappear and become silent.

“Has it started?”

Xiao Ye opened his eyes and saw a small large 6 rising up in the center of the auction house, becoming an auction stand.

A tall figure covered with the halo of world-destruction came, and beside him, there were ten temple elders, each of whom were the Holy Kings.

"Greetings to the Lord Tianguang!"

"Greetings to the Lord Tianguang!"

...

At this moment, all the holy-level powerful men in the ordinary seats stood up and saluted the majestic figure, with respect on their faces, even the major forces of the human race were no exception.

Only the VIP rooms of the major ancient tribes did not make any noise.

Venerable Tianguang is one of the heads of the Human Tribe Temple. He can be said to be at the highest point of the Human Tribe, comparable to a member of the Ninth-level Temple. Except for the ancient tribe, who dares to disrespect?

"You are all the mainstays of our human race, so you don't need these empty rituals. Sit down." Venerable Tianguang pressed his hands with a smile and said, while still looking at Xiao Ye.

"Brother Taixu, is there only one person in charge of the Human Tribe Temple?" Xiao Ye asked quietly after sitting down.

So far, he has only seen Venerable Tianguang, the senior officials of the temple.

“Of course not

.”

"The foundation of our human race is far beyond your imagination. It's just that other leaders, the holy masters of the major ancient races, and even the holy masters, are not in the world. I don't know the reason."

The Great Sage of Taixu shook his head.

"It seems that there are so many secrets of the human race." Xiao Ye's eyes flashed without thinking deeply.

He is just a small person in the holy level, and he can't get in touch with that level, so it's useless to think too much.

Next was a long set of opening remarks, which made Xiao Ye feel drowsy for half an hour, and the auction finally began.

Venerable Tianguang was in charge of the auction and took people off the auction table, leaving only one temple elder.

"Everyone, most of you are the Holy Kings. I naturally know the purpose of coming, but I still have to have some appetizers."

"The first treasure auctioned below is a medium-grade holy weapon, which is the Wuji Saint of our clan's "Wuji Sword Saint". It is extremely heavy. Just by its own weight, it can crush a planet. The starting price is ten holy sources."

The temple elder smiled and his palm waved, and a long sword that was pitch black and two meters long appeared in his hand, and a faint sound of golden spears rumbling spread.

"Good knife!"

The sword energy spread, and Xiao Ye felt a pain in his skin, and his eyes suddenly became hot.

Among all kinds of weapons, he was most familiar with swords. When he was in the 6th century, his best attitude was to use swords.

What's more, he is now carrying the holy method of the "Sword Path", a long sword of the middle-grade holy weapon level, which is very suitable for him.

However, many saints in the auction house were not interested.

The medium-grade holy weapon was created by powerful people at the level of the Saint King. They all have it themselves, so where would they be interested?

"It seems that I can easily take it." Xiao Ye was delighted when he saw this, but before he could speak, several tit-for-tat voices had already spread.

"I'll give out fifty holy sources!"

"Senior Wuji Sword Saint is also considered a hero of my human race. His weapons are of great value. I will produce eighty holy sources!"

"Haha, I'll give you two hundred of them!"

...

These sounds were all heard from the VIP private rooms, and they were full of gunpowder.

Seeing the price of medium-grade holy artifacts soared all the way, Xiao Ye frowned slightly.

In addition to him, the one who can participate in this auction as a saint is the genius of the major ancient tribes.

At the moment, Xiao Ye did not bid, but was waiting for an opportunity.

After a full time of incense, when five hundred holy sources were shouted out in the VIP box of the Dayan Ancient Clan, no one bid again.

The medium-grade holy artifact is indeed good, but the geniuses of the major ancient tribes can also be obtained through other channels. It is no longer a cost-effective way to produce 500 holy sources.

"Dare you still dare to compete with me? This Wuji Holy Sword is mine!" In a luxurious private room, a young man covered in snow smiled slightly.

He is Bu Yichen, the second-ranked genius among the ancient tribes of the Dayan tribe.

His status among the ancient Dayan clan was second only to the Holy Son, and he naturally enjoyed a lot of resources. He was also a fourth-level member of the Temple and was worth a lot of money.

"I will release a thousand holy sources!"

At this moment, a sudden sound sounded, causing Bu Yichen's body to tremble and the smile on his face froze.

(The first update is here. Today is the New Year’s Eve. Dear readers and friends, eat and drink well!)
Chapter completed!