"Is your combat power comparable to that of Xian Wuxiang?"
Xu Chen frowned: "With your current strength, it's not difficult to kill Xian Wuxiang, right?"
"It's not difficult!"
Ye Han said: "But, that also requires all the trump cards to be revealed, the immortal soul in the realm of hundreds of tribulations needs to be revealed, and the Immortal List and the Immortal Coffin need to be used together. How is that possible?"
In fact, there was something Ye Han didn't say...
Even if the Immortal Sky Coffin is activated, it will be difficult to trap a master like Xian Wuxiang in it. It is also necessary to use the four-character seal of Yongzhen Tianjiang to seal time and space.
"Every trump card is out. Once my secret is exposed, I will face endless troubles. Not to mention, people will definitely deduce that the Hundred Tribulations Immortal Lord of Tiandao Universe is fake, and then Tiandao Universe will be in huge trouble. "
Ye Han said: "And only if I give birth to level 10 immortal blood, can I be able to sway the world, suppress everything, and defeat the peerless overlord like Xian Wuxiang who has been the master of ninety-eight tribulations without exposing his secrets!"
The voice fell, and Ye Han quickly fell into silence.
He began to slowly understand the Immortal List, while waiting for the news from Zhutian Tower.
Three days flew by in the blink of an eye.
On the fourth day, through that token, Miss Die'er's will came in: "Mr. Zi, the auction is about to start."
"Oh, is it so?"
Ye Han immediately walked out of this small world.
When she appeared in the passage outside, the butterfly girl was already waiting here.
"Mr. Zi, there are many people here this time!"
Miss Die'er looked at Ye Han and said, "This time, even the masters from the Twelve Temples are here!"
"Really? People from the Twelve Temples are here, so it just so happens that the masters of these forces are the real wealthy ones!"
Ye Han said.
While chatting, Ye Han was soon taken to a VIP room by Die'er.
Not long after arriving here, the auction officially started.
Both the lobby and the VIP rooms were already overcrowded.
As soon as Ye Han's mental power was swept away, he could sense that the auras of various strong men were much stronger than the many strong men who arrived at the auction he had participated in before.
Obviously, ten kilograms of divine liquid attracted real masters and real rich people in the universe.
One auction item after another was being taken out, but obviously, many people were not enthusiastic enough.
The people who came today were all wealthy and had lofty backgrounds. Many of the treasures in the auction house were of little interest to them.
Until the last moment, the final treasure finally appeared.
Divine liquid!
Ten kilograms of divine liquid are auctioned separately one kilogram at a time.
"One pound of divine liquid, starting price, ten creation-level skills or magic!"
The auctioneer's voice sounded.
"Twenty kinds of creation-level magic!"
"Thirty kinds of good fortune-level magic!"
"Thirty creation-level magic, plus five kinds of cosmic divine fluids, plus three kinds of cosmic poisons!"
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Various powerful people immediately started crazy bidding.
Ye Han was stunned and even a little dumbfounded in the end.
A mere kilogram of divine liquid, at the end of the bidding, actually shouted out a sky-high price, and was auctioned by a mysterious strongman in the VIP room using forty creation-level magic, plus ten kinds of cosmic divine liquid, and two ancient secret bloods And go.
Gulu!
Ye Han swallowed hard.
Get rich!
Now I really made a fortune!
Only then did Ye Han realize that he had suffered a huge loss when he sold a pound of divine liquid to Zhutianlou and only received ten creation-level skills?
Zhutian Tower will probably make a lot of money!
But it does not matter.
When doing business, you can't just sit back and raise prices. What you need is trust and credibility.
If it had not been through Zhutian Tower, he would not have been able to put out the divine liquid for auction alone, nor would he have been able to sell all the large amounts of divine liquid. Otherwise, he would probably have been hunted down by countless creatures in the entire cosmic sea, or even twelve people. The various peerless experts in the temple will be in constant trouble.
One catty, two catties, three catties...
Ten kilograms of divine liquid were quickly snatched away.
There are 300 creation-level skills alone. In addition, there are 200 creation-level immortal arts and secret arts, plus hundreds of peerless bloodlines.
In addition, there are hundreds of top-level divine liquids that are difficult to find in the universe.
"It seems that almost all ten kilograms of divine liquid were auctioned off by the Twelve Temples?"
Ye Han noticed this.
The telepathy of his Immortal Master Baijie is powerful enough. Although there are various formations in this auction house, and there are too many overlord-level experts coming this time, it is difficult for Ye Han to fully sense everything and he does not dare to let go of his telekinesis. Still sensing an unusual situation.
On one side, Miss Die'er said: "Mr. Zi, divine energy and divine liquid have been controlled by the Twelve Temples since ancient times. Except for the battle for the divine realm every ten years, outsiders have no channels to obtain the divine liquid. Now, The divine liquid is circulated outside, and the Twelve Temples must pay a huge price to buy it. If they buy it back, others will not be able to get the divine liquid. In the end, they can only wait to participate in the battle for the gods, or buy it from the Twelve Temples. They do not deficit."
"So that's it!"
Ye Han nodded, then looked at the woman in front of him: "Aren't you unhappy that the Twelve Temples paid such a high price?"
"Yes, Mr. Zi!"
Die'er nodded, her eyes sparkling with intelligence, and of course she understood what Ye Han meant.
She then said: "However, three kilograms last time, ten kilograms this time, and more than ten kilograms of divine liquid will not cause trouble. Sir, you can rest assured!"
"Um!"
Ye Han nodded.
Today, the arrival of various powerful men belonging to the Twelve Temples made Ye Han realize one thing, that is, auctioning the divine liquid can only be done once or twice.
If we do too much, I'm afraid no one in Zhutian Tower or other major auction houses will dare to continue.
As long as you act in this cosmic sea, you will never be able to avoid the four words "Twelve Temples".
How could the Twelve Temples ignore the large amount of divine fluid flowing in the cosmic sea and remain indifferent?
The auction ended in acrimony.
No one was watching. The auctioneer of Zhutian Tower was an old man with an ordinary face, and she was not a beautiful young woman auctioneer who could have a relationship with Ye Han.
There was no fight over a certain treasure.
Ye Han stayed aloof, watching from the sidelines, waiting to make money.
"Mr. Zi, please come this way!"
Miss Die'er took Ye Han to the main hall where the five supreme elders stayed.
After entering the main hall, various treasures were quickly delivered, all of which were obtained from the auction just now.
A lot of resources, a lot of treasures.
Zhutian Tower did not charge a commission because they did not need these things. Instead, they negotiated with Ye Han and used divine liquid to offset the commission.
Afterwards, Zhutian Tower gave Ye Han a space ring.
Two hundred species!
There are a total of two hundred kinds of powerful bloodlines, including more than a dozen kinds of strange poisons in the universe, and the mysterious atmosphere in the universe is among them.
Seeing this, Ye Han's eyes suddenly lit up, and his divine light bloomed...
