"The first to tenth places to enter the Eternal Land were captured by the Ancient Tribe of the Tunkun clan!"

"The eleventh to twenty places entered into the land of eternity were captured by the ancient tribe of Dayan!"

...

On the auction stand of the Temple Auction House, the Saint Lord Tianguang kept speaking, allowing the Temple Elders and the Ancient Clan to complete the handover, and the two thousand places to enter the Eternal Land were rapidly decreasing.

"Everyone, I hope you don't mislead yourself!"

"Even if you have grabbed the quota now and you will have something to live in the Eternal Land, we can't guarantee it, so it's better to keep the Holy Source."

In the luxurious private room, all the holy kings from various ancient tribes came out, their sharp eyes flashed, and terrifying pressure burst out, covering the entire auction house.

Anyone who is saint is ready to speak and wants to speak, he will be immediately suppressed by pressure.

The importance of the eternal land is self-evident, and it may be possible for them to create a few Saint Realm powerhouses again.

At this moment, the major ancient tribes formed a consensus and wanted to join forces to divide the two thousand places to enter the Eternal Land with the lowest bid price.

After all, 20,000 quotas per place is not a large number for the ancient tribe. But hundreds of quotas are sold together, which is just an astronomical number, so naturally people cannot compete with the price increase.

"Depend on!"

"These ancient tribes are too much!"

...

Many saint kings had their faces turned pale and cursed in their hearts.

The Holy Kings here have members of the fifth-level temple, which is not that they cannot afford this price, but once they participate in the auction, even if they succeed, they will be chased by the ancient tribe.

The Venerable Tianguang on the auction table was also helpless.

Although the Human Race Temple controls many treasure lands, most of the places to enter the treasure land are taken over by major ancient tribes in each era, which is also one of the reasons for the status of major ancient tribes.

Although he was resentful, he had no choice but to do anything. After all, the deterrence of the ancient clan was indeed too amazing.

"That kid will definitely not let go of this opportunity. He is not a calm master." The eyes of Venerable Tianguang seemed to fall on Xiao Ye.

At this moment, Xiao Ye was sitting in his seat, his eyes flashing, his muscles tightly, like a leopard waiting for an opportunity to catch prey.

"Wait a little longer!"

Xiao Ye clenched his fists.

The major ancient tribes joined forces to suppress other saint kings to participate in the auction, which was an opportunity for him, because the auction price was also suppressed and could not be increased.

As long as the holy sons of the major ancient clans brought the holy source to the bottom, he would sell a high price in one breath and have a chance to grab the quota.

He is waiting for an opportunity.

As for the threats from the major ancient tribes, he didn't care. After all, it was not the first time he had offended the ancient tribe.

"Brother Taixu, don't worry. If you have the chance, I will also get a place for you." Xiao Ye noticed the Great Saint of Taixu beside him, his expression kept changing, and he looked like he wanted to speak but stopped several times, and said in a low voice.

"What?"

"Brother Xiao Ye, this..."

When Taixu heard this, the Great Sage widened his eyes and rubbed his hands embarrassedly, and was so excited that he became a little incoherent.

In the eternal land, how could the Great Sage of Taixu not be moved?

There were only 20,000 holy crystals, and he couldn't take them out at all.

He wanted to ask for help from Xiao Ye, but he couldn't speak out. After all, Xiao Ye had already helped him once and had no obligation to continue to help.

"Brother Taixu, we are from the same camp. Have you forgotten?" Xiao Ye blinked, and let Taixu remain silent for a long time. Then he sincerely thanked him, and he felt even more moved in his heart.

Back then, the little guy who was very concerned about because of the Great Sage of Time had grown into one of the pillars of their small camp.

"The last two hundred places are left!"

After a stick of incense, after a series of auctions, the eyes of the Venerable Tianguang swept across the audience and spoke, which made the faces of many saints look anxious. It was obvious that they could not bear it anymore, but there was a voice that took the initiative.

"I paid 30,000 Holy Sources and bought two to enter Eternal

The quota of the land!" Xiao Ye suddenly stood up and spoke.

Hurry!

As soon as this said, everyone was shocked, and a terrible pressure that was almost suffocating was sweeping over.

"Boy, are you looking for death?"

"Give you three breaths to withdraw your auction, otherwise you will be included in the blacklist of major ancient tribes!"

The holy kings of many ancient clans all looked down and shouted loudly.

The luxurious private room where the holy sons of the ancient clans were also burst into cold eyes.

Xiao Ye increased the price of the Eternal Land quota by 10,000 Holy Sources in one breath. If their ancient tribe wants to divide the remaining 200 places, they must increase the price. This is the rule.

"You ancient tribes cannot come up with the holy source that swept all the places, so don't pretend to be fat. Using such humble means will make people laugh."

Xiao Ye urged the holy Technique to resist the surging pressure and said.

"Seniors, you must be able to sit here for the sake of our human race and have made many heroes. Now the resources that originally belonged to us are going to be taken away by the major ancient races in this way. Are you willing to do so?"

"I don't even have the courage to face the difficulties. It's difficult to break through to the realm of the Saint Lord...!"

After saying that, Xiao Ye looked around again, with a tall figure and a loud voice.

boom!

This sentence slashed like thunder, which made many holy kings tremble.

"good!"

"Well said, I am worthy of being the new saint of the human race. I have lived for two or five years in vain. In the end, you can see thoroughly as little brothers."

"I am very yearning for the eternal land and willing to give out 30,000 holy sources to get a spot." An old man stood up and spoke loudly.

"I am also willing to give out 30,000 holy sources!"

Another short man with a burly figure stood up and said in a muffled voice.

"Haha, I also have to fight for it, risk being killed by the ancient clan and enter the eternal land."

Many saints were full of resentment towards the actions of major ancient tribes. Xiao Ye's words were like the last straw that overwhelmed the camel, and like a chain reaction, many saints suddenly stood up to participate in the auction.

"The little bastard is actually inspiring!"

Many ancient saint kings stared at Xiao Ye angrily, wishing they could swallow the other party alive.

"What the Lord of the Yanhuang Realm said is reasonable. Our ancient clan is the top power of the human race, so we should not do so. My two-eyed ancient clan is willing to contract all the remaining places at the price of 40,000 holy sources."

At this moment, two dazzling eyes penetrated through the void, suppressing all the boiling sounds, making the major ancient tribes a terrifying wave.

That was the voice of the Holy Son of the Double Pupils.

Obviously, the other party raised the price again, which caught them off guard and was unprepared.

"At this time, you still have to pretend to be hypocritical? Why didn't you express your opinion just now!" Xiao Ye smiled coldly.

When he was in the Tianyao Realm, he had already experienced the scheming of the Son of the Double Pupils.

"I will give out 50,000 Holy Sources and bid for two places!" Xiao Ye said.

The Son of Shuangpeng had to contract the last two hundred places in one go, but he only needed to take two, so he didn't believe that the other party could compete with him.

Sure enough, as he finished speaking, the private room where the Holy Son of the Double Pupils was located became silent.

"Made, one quota of 50,000 Holy Sources, our two-eyed Ancient Clan can't bear it!"

A saint king of the ancient tribe of the double-eyed pupils said with hatred.
Chapter completed!