King of the last days

"Impossible, how could such a powerful creature fall!"

Among all the people who were stimulated to be unable to control themselves, there were finally people who kept their sense.

As we all know, gods are immortal, how could they fall!

"So, it is the closest existence to the gods, and to get it is to get the pass to the gods!" Liu Zhaodi's expression has a trace of gaze, which is the aura of being infected by the holy coffin.

"What's in this coffin? Could it be a heritage!" someone roared.

"There is no guarantee that this auction house has inheritance, but its value will definitely be more than ten thousand ninth-level holy spirit stone!" Liu Zhaodi has always maintained the mystery for the holy coffin.

Liu Zhaodi introduced it in a sensual manner, and Jiang Yuan, who was standing aside, had reached the position of the Holy Coffin a few meters away. This distance was long enough for the eyes of the sky to conduct deep identification.

The light of his eyes swept away that day, and Jiang Yuan felt for the first time the powerless emotion transmitted by the sky.

"After all, it's still too weak!" Jiang Yuan knew clearly that this is not that the Sky Eye is worse than the Holy Coffin, but his current realm limits the Sky Eye's identification and cannot fully exert its power.

"War Spirit Race Holy Coffin!"

There are only five characters, and Tianyan has not identified anything except these five characters.

"Damn, it's gone?" Jiang Yuan was very depressed. He didn't expect that Tianyan, who had always been unfavorable, would be hit by Waterloo here. He only identified one name and nothing else.

It seems that Tianyan felt Jiang Yuan's complaint, and it directly prompted: "The item is detected with taboo power, please approach the host to read the identification information!"

"Close?" Jiang Yuan was a little speechless, this is not too far, okay, it will inevitably make people suspicious when they are close to the public.

"Forget it, fight it!"

After weighing the pros and cons, Jiang Yuan shouted to Liu Zhaodi: "Miss Liu, if you don’t mind, I’ll help you identify this item, maybe I can get more information, and have an accurate positioning of the price of the lot for the next auction. !"

"Do you know how to identify?" Liu Zhaodi turned her head and smiled. In her eyes, this mysterious man is undoubtedly excellent, but she did not expect to be so excellent that he would possess the skill of identification.

"Understand a little!" Jiang Yuan nodded.

"That's OK, look!" Liu Zhaodi didn't have any guard against Jiang Yuan.

After receiving authorization, Jiang Yuan walked upright in front of the holy coffin. When his hand touched the lid of the coffin, a more accurate message and another prompt appeared.

"War Spirit Race Sacred Coffin: Carrying the will and inheritance of the invincible Holy Spirit, opening condition: Holy Blood Spirit Orb!"

When he heard the Holy Blood Spirit Orb, Jiang Yuan felt quite settled. As long as the Holy Blood Spirit Orb was in his own hands, even if the Holy Coffin was auctioned to the hands of the Holy Spirit tribe, it would not be of great use.

However, just when Jiang Yuan thought it was the end, another unexpected voice sounded.

"I found the mark of the dead, is it included?"

Jiang Yuan: "..."

He was so stupid, he didn't expect that the hand of death that hadn't been resolved by the eyes of the sky would give a good news. What kind of trick is this?The mark of the dead who directly gave people the invincible holy spirit was included. Can the other party still play?

Without any hesitation, Jiang Yuan directly chose to include it.

"Inclusion failed!"

Jiang Yuan: "..."

"Damn, tease me?" Jiang Yuan's good mood just ascended to the top plummeted.

"The mark of the target dead has belonged!"

The idea of ​​the Hand of Death was conveyed to Jiang Yuan, and a force of power also flowed from the Hand of Death to the Holy Blood Spirit Orb in the portable space.

"Is it?" Jiang Yuan suddenly realized that the key to collecting the mark of the dead in the Holy Coffin lies in the Holy Blood Spirit Orb.

The Hand of Death only possesses the most basic instincts, obviously unable to provide answers to his questions, but Jiang Yuan's own opinions are better than those of the Hand of Death.

"Included!"

In the portable space, the hand of the god of death that was imaginary grasped the holy blood spirit orb, and then a huge thought enveloped the holy coffin.

"Then what is the auctioneer doing?"

When they saw Jiang Yuan standing in a daze in front of the Holy Coffin, the bidders were impatient.

"It may be a silent tribute! After all, the coffin is not small, and maintaining the respect it deserves may be able to get the deceased's favor!" A theologian analyzed quite reasonably.

"Also caring for others, he himself died in the coffin, why didn't he caring for himself!"

call out!

A cold light pierced the head of the person who spoke badly, with a bang, the speaker was dead, and the person who shot was the man in costume.

"Noisy!" The man in costume clapped his hands. It seemed that instead of killing a person, he solved a small mosquito.

"Don't mess, I'll be responsible for this matter!"

Just as there was a riot in the auction venue, the head of the Ji family branch hurriedly stood up to solve the problem, and the matter was calmed down with comfort and compensation.

And the dead have no way, because the Ji family's power is too great, plus enough holy spirit stone compensation, the deceased's friends are happy to collect money and not cause trouble, anyway, it is not themselves who died.

"No matter how impulsive you are, you can go back!" Haoyao said indifferently, but when the words fell in the ears of the costumed man, he shivered a bit.

"Understood!" The man in costume lowered his head, but there was a trace of resentment hidden in his eyes.

And Jiang Yuan woke up at the end of this farce, his expressionless face was already ecstatic.

"The Mark of the Dead was successfully collected!"

In a word, Jiang Yuan has already mastered the initiative. He said in his heart: "Get the mark of the dead!"

"The Mark of the Dead is special, it can only be used as a voucher to control the holy coffin, and cannot obtain talents and inheritance."

Jiang Yuan: "..."

Speechless, he only felt that today's mood was ups and downs, with twists and turns.

"Did you identify anything?" Liu Zhaodi couldn't help asking after Jiang Yuan was in a daze for three minutes.

"Oh!" Jiang Yuan returned to his senses and eased his mind, then said: "At present, it is certain that this is a belonging of the Holy Spirit Race!"

He continued: "As for the inheritance, I personally think that it is very likely to have! Moreover, the identity of the owner of this holy coffin is just like Miss Liu said, the invincible holy spirit under the gods, the starting price of 10,000 yuan is really a bit low!"

As soon as these words came out, those who did not bid for the Holy Spirit Stone began to cry and howled, as if they missed a billion!

"If that's the case, let's be 100,000!" Haoyao suddenly stood up and quoted a terrifying price, which is the respect she should have for the invincible holy spirit of the same race.

One hundred thousand, worth it!

"One hundred thousand!" Jiang Yuan's eyelids twitched subconsciously. This number directly confirmed the fact that this woman is a rich woman.

Liu Zhaodi was also frightened by this number. In her auction career, no one started with ten times the starting price. This is simply an insult to people.

"Is there any higher price!" Liu Zhaodi is still well-trained after all, and even if he is shocked, he still maintains the professional qualities of an excellent auctioneer.

"One hundred thousand nine-step holy stone!"

The offer appeared, and the person who had just recovered from the shock was shocked again, and this time the bid was not someone else, but the warlord's Yin Sha.

"You should be the only one who can compete with me here!" Yin Hao stood up and confronted Yao Yao, and the two eyes collided like calcium carbide sparks.

"Really? I don't think so!" Yao Yao stretched out two fingers, calmly said: "Two hundred thousand nine-level holy spirit stone!"

"Crazy crazy! These two rich women are crazy!"