Among the major ancient tribes of human race, the Shuangpeng Ancient Clan has the largest number of holy-level powerful people, and naturally has a large number of holy sources controlled by them.

In order to enter the Eternal Land this time, the Shuangpin Ancient Clan prepared for a long time and took action at the last moment, hoping to capture the last two hundred places in one breath.

But the current situation is obviously beyond their control.

"Son of the Holy Son, what should I do?"

"We need to spend 10 million voting per voting for the last 200 voting, and we need to spend 10 million voting for the Holy Sources. We can't get that much."

"If the auction price increases again, we will be able to capture fewer places."

In a luxurious private room, a wrinkled holy king said to a man sitting cross-legged, looking anxious.

This man is full of heroic spirit. He is wearing a Yin-Yang Taoist robe and has two pupils. One end is long and scattered. He is the two pupils who have the largest number of holy bodies among the ancient clan.

But I can't tell at all that this is the other party's deity or a holy body.

"You don't need to remind me, this Holy Son is clear!"

The voice of the Holy Son of the Double Pupils was never colder than before.

Previously, he and the Holy Son of Dayan made an attempt to deliberately increase the price of the ten soul treasures in order to teach Xiao Ye a lesson.

But he miscalculated and could not have expected that Xiao Ye and Taixu Great Saint's camp could still produce so many holy sources, which completely disrupted their plans.

"Give me instructions and we will give up one hundred places and another one hundred places. We will buy all of them at the price of 50,000 Holy Sources. We cannot let Xiao Ye increase the price."

The two-pupil Holy Son suppressed his anger and said in a cold voice.

As a saint son, he must be responsible for his ancient clan, rather than being blinded by personal grudges.

"That's all..." The Holy King turned around and flew out of the private room to arrange it.

"What? The ancient tribe of the twin-pupils has retreated and given up one hundred places?"

"Very good!"

...

Soon, the entire auction house vibrated, and all the holy kings in ordinary seats were in full bloom.

The Shuangpeng Ancient Clan gave in, and other ancient clans were not much better.

The price of 50,000 per saint source has already exceeded their tolerance. Who knows if Xiao Ye can still produce more saint sources?

So at this moment, other ancient tribes are also silent.

At this moment, many saints cast gratitude at Xiao Ye.

If Xiao Ye hadn't stood up at the last moment, they would probably not have the courage to fight against the ancient clan.

"I've made a concession so quickly? It seems that the major ancient tribes are afraid that I will continue to raise prices."

"The price of 50,000 Holy Sources is not only Taixu, but I can also buy a place for Jiang Kong." Xiao Ye was quite excited.

The white-clothed saint Jiang Kong once helped him a lot, and he was not an ungrateful person.

What's more, the stronger their small camp, the more beneficial it is to his future, which is not something that the Holy Source can measure.

Because of the ancient tribe's concessions, everything that followed went very smoothly.

Although the price of 50,000 holy sources is very high, there are still many holy kings that can be taken out. Xiao Ye took out 150,000 holy sources and successfully captured three places, causing a considerable shock, and once again attributed it to the Great Saint of Taixu.

"The two thousand quotas have been sold, and the saint-level powerful man who obtained the quota has recorded it."

"Five years later, the Eternal Land will open, and the Temple will notify you at that time."

The majestic way of the Venerable Tianguang on the auction table.

"it's over!"

Xiao Ye breathed a sigh of relief and a smile rose on his face.

He has gained a lot during this auction trip and has a promising future.

boom!

At this moment, Xiao Ye felt an extremely sharp eye sweeping over, making his body tremble, as if it was about to crack.

I saw a luxurious private room explode, a snow-covered man dancing in the sky, emitting a look of the heavens, as if the God King had arrived, and many strange phenomena were opening the way for him.

"Son of Dayan!"

At this moment, many of the holy kings in the auction house shrank their pupils.

"Little Bayu, although you are the only saint of the taboo ancient clan and have killed many saints of my Dayan ancient clan, this saint has not paid much attention to you because you are not worthy."

"But this time, you angered this Son."

The Holy Son of Dayan looked at Xiao Ye coldly, his body teleported away, but the cold words seemed to come from Jiuyou, making people shudder.

It is no joke to be targeted by a saint.

Swish!

Two more divine lights rushed over, and many strange phenomena came, like the eyes of heaven, but they could go up to the Nine Heavens and down to the Nine Nethers, and even the Holy King dared not look directly at them.

This is the eyes of the Holy Son of the Two Pupils.

However, he just stared at Xiao Ye for a moment, then took it back, and disappeared into the auction house without seeing him.

"Haha, a group of ignorant people, using 50,000 holy sources to buy a pass to hell, why bother?"

A mysterious sage sneered and took people away.

Many holy sons left one after another, making the holy king who had entered the eternal land feel heavy in his heart.

This is the holy realm of Tianguang.

For the sake of the face of Venerable Tianguang, the major ancient tribes will not take action, but they can foresee that they will inevitably suffer revenge from the ancient tribe after entering the eternal land in five years.

And Xiao Ye must be the one who is in the brunt of it.

No one can tell whether the shock of the Great Sage of Time and the identity of the Lord of the Yanhuang Realm can play a role in the saint-sect-level figures, because the saint-sect-level figures cannot be judged by common sense.

What's more, if you take revenge, you may not necessarily have to kill Xiao Ye.

"Five years..." Xiao Ye clenched his fists and his eyes flashed.

As long as his soul quality can break through to the level of the Holy Son, his strength will surely be able to leap in the past five years.

"Saint Xiao Ye, these ancient tribe saints, enter the eternal land, and we can take care of each other."

An older saint king came over and spoke.

He was a fifth-level member of the temple and expressed kindness to Xiao Ye.

"Yes, although the ancient tribe of our human race is powerful, he acts too domineeringly. Just because of the courage of Saint Xiao Ye, I am willing to take care of you."

...

Several more saints came over.

If Xiao Ye's words had not resonated with many holy kings, it would have been difficult for the ancient clan to retreat.

"Thank you all!"

Xiao Ye was surprised and responded politely.

The domineering suppression of the ancient clan made people even more disgusted, but it gave him the opportunity to make friends with these holy kings.

At this moment, he and these holy kings left the mark of a golden bead of sound transmission.

The Great Sage of Taixu speculated that the major ancient tribes might intercept outside the Tianguang Holy Realm, so at a considerable cost, they directly arranged a teleportation array in the holy realm and took Xiao Ye away.

"This kid took out a total of 200,000 holy sources at the auction. It seems that he has really found the Truth Word Holy Mansion!"

Venerable Tianguang appeared, looked at Xiao Ye's figure from afar, disappeared into the teleportation array, and a light appeared in his eyes.

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