"This magic weapon is a first-level pseudo-saint treasure uploaded by a guest just now. Although its level is only a first-level pseudo-saint level, its value is far more than the magic weapon of the ordinary fifth-level pseudo-saint level!" The Dacheng quasi-saint was on that platform, and he explained endlessly.

She was originally a beautiful woman, so excited and nervous, her face turned red, and the glamorous Cheng dù was at least doubled, if there were ordinary people here, seeing her appearance, maybe they would be obsessed with losing themselves directly because of such a beautiful appearance.

However, after all, none of them here are ordinary mortals, even the worst monks, and they are also the storage of the quasi-saint level, so naturally it is impossible for her to have anything too special because of her appearance. What they are concerned about is why this great quasi-saint is so excited.

A first-level pseudo-saint treasure can be compared to a fifth-level pseudo-saint treasure, and this value is estimated not to be made under ordinary circumstances. This must show that this magic weapon has a very special feature, which is enough for this well-informed Dacheng quasi-saint to dare to say such a sentence.

In such a situation, everyone is concerned at this time about to say the words of the great saint.

The Dacheng Quasi-Sage suppressed his excitement and said, "That's right, you guests didn't hear it wrong, this judgment is not a judgment made by the little woman herself, but a judgment made by many appraisers in our auction house. ”

These words made everyone pay more attention to it.

I was even more concerned about what he was going to say next.

"Come to think of it, some of the guests already know what this magic weapon is. That's right. This magic weapon is an embryonic magic weapon! A magic weapon that can be completely compatible with it after being cultivated by any monk, without any refiner's breath, any refiner's practice remnants of the embryonic magic weapon!" The Dacheng Quasi-Sage said loudly.

There was an unspeakable longing in that voice for some reason.

And her words also made everyone understand why this woman was so excited.

Although she is the auctioneer of this auction house, she is well-informed. But she still has an identity in her own right. A quasi-saint who has not yet stepped on the nine steps below the saint is a quasi-saint who is facing the difficulty of achieving a pseudo-saint!

In this case, this embryonic magic weapon that can break through and achieve a pseudo-saint as long as any half-step pseudo-saint is obtained is in front of her, and the temptation ability for her is so strong. You can imagine it. No wonder she was so excited.

"It's really worth a fifth-level pseudo-saint treasure......" A leisurely sigh sounded at this time.

Then. An illusion of a magic weapon appeared on the central platform. This is a magic weapon in the shape of a pennant. Between the fluttering flags of this magic weapon, there are time and space fluctuations circling around this magic weapon, faintly. It seems that there are many illusory worlds formed in them, and then they disappear again before the truth is fully revealed, and so on, and so on, seems incomparably strange.

At the same time, a powerful and incomparable aura emanated from the platform, enveloping the entire auction hall.

This aura was ten thousand times stronger than the aura of the first-level pseudo-saint treasure refined by Luo Fan that was inspired by the Dacheng Quasi-Saint just now, and it had even distorted the void, changed the time, and made the rules and laws faintly deflect.

This is the breath that belongs to the fifth-level pseudo-saint level!

The existence of such a breath obviously means that the magic weapon phantom is a true fifth-level pseudo-saint treasure at all!

Only such a fifth-level pseudo-saint treasure could reveal such a terrifying fifth-level pseudo-saint aura.

"I am willing to exchange this world flag of the fifth-level pseudo-saint level for this embryonic magic weapon of the first-level pseudo-saint level. Before that, the voice of admiring the value of this embryo magic weapon was comparable to that of a fifth-level pseudo-saint treasure came with it.

"This time, I can't let you fellow Daoists. Just then, another voice rang out.

Then, a phantom of a seal appeared on the platform. Far away from the world flag, above the seal, there is a green light slowly swallowing, which seems to have countless phantoms of living beings constantly being born and constantly disappearing, and similarly, there is also a breath belonging to the fifth-level pseudo-saint level from the magic weapon, and the magic weapon of the world flag crushes each other, and rolls against each other, so that this originally very calm auction space begins to turbulent, and all kinds of strange lights and shadows flash between this void.

In these lights and shadows, there seem to be countless worlds, and in this world, there seem to be infinite living beings. But these beings are not born of these worlds, but are like the enemies of these worlds into these worlds, and as soon as they are born, they begin to destroy and destroy madly, as if they are simply enemies of the world.

Among these countless worlds, there are some worlds, the power of the world is so strong that it crushes those living beings, but there are other worlds where the power of living beings surpasses the world and completely destroys the world.

In this way, I don't know how many billions of worlds, but the disputes between the two sides as a whole are roughly balanced, and neither side can really suppress the other, obviously the strength is equal, but the fight is quite tragic!

However, although it seems that Wow Feminism has changed the whole auction space, and even caused the whole auction space to be in turmoil, they have not affected any platform in this auction space. In contrast, these platforms do not seem to be suspended in the void, but as if there is some incredible force that suppresses these worlds, making these worlds extremely stable, and even there is a feeling that the heavens and the earth are broken, and they cannot be shaken, and the feeling that it is impossible to destroy miè constantly leaks from above.

"Both of them are interested, but I can't afford to be left behind. At this moment, another female voice came out.

Then, on the platform the size of the central football field, there was once again a phantom of a magic weapon.

The phantom of this magic weapon is the appearance of a piece of cloth.

But. On the surface of this cloth, there are countless billions of things flickering and flickering, and those things seem to constitute an incomparably vast and perfect world. Streams of the same fifth-level pseudo-saint level aura continued to emerge from the cloth and silk phantom shadows, joining the chaos that had already reached a certain level in the entire auction hall, making the already incomparably chaotic scene even more chaotic, making the situation of those worlds fighting with living beings become confusing, and it became difficult to distinguish the order, becoming an inexplicable chaos. The world fights with the living. The world fights with the world, the living beings fight with the world, and the living beings fight with the living beings......

This is a situation of fierce competition, fierce fighting. After Luo Fan stepped into this auction house. But it's the first time I've seen it!

And this. It was just for a first-level pseudo-saint treasure that he casually refined, or an embryonic magic weapon known as a first-level pseudo-saint level. This made Luo Fan feel a little crying and laughing.

"But is there anything else?" On the contrary, he was a little expectant.

In this state of mind, he did not open his mouth to choose any of them, but waited quietly.

In fact, this is also a normal practice, since taking things out for auction, isn't it just the idea of waiting for the price to be sold? Therefore, he did not open his mouth to choose any of them, but no one felt that this thing was wrong.

"It's really lively, why don't you just get involved?" said an old man's voice with a smile.

As he spoke, on top of the platform, there was suddenly a wooden stick.

This stick is divided into nine hundred and eighty-one sections, each of which is engraved with some extremely abstract, but extremely sinister pattern.

In this way, a total of eighty-one sections were combined in one place, making the surrounding of the wooden stick seem to be in a state of chaos that is changing, and even time and space seem to be shattered by some kind of power that is obviously known to be extremely sinister, but completely indistinguishable! Similarly, at the same moment, there is an incomparably powerful aura belonging to the fifth-level pseudo-saint emanating from this wooden stick, filling the entire auction space, joining the battle of those breaths that had become extremely chaotic before.

With the addition of this breath, the already chaotic aura battle became even more chaotic, and in that endless world, there were all kinds of strange and various calamities born, either against living beings, or against the world, or directly against nothing, that is, simply to vent there.

"Eighty-one verses, eighty-one eons, so it is. This magic weapon is quite interesting. Luo Fan looked at the wooden stick, and couldn't help but light up his eyes.

But it was the first time that I had the idea of getting the magic weapon in the shape of a wooden stick.

Those four magic weapons were all magic weapons of the fifth-level pseudo-saint level, in normal times, among the many monks present, those who had not reached the fifth-level pseudo-saint level could not get one of them, but now they found that four were directly placed in front of them, and there was such a fierce battle with their breath, which made many of the monks present suddenly feel a little lost and a little excited for a while.

The reason for their loss was very simple, almost all of them were interested in that embryonic magic weapon, either for their own descendants, or to study the refining method of that magic weapon. And those who have not yet attained the pseudo-saint, even simpler, this embryonic magic weapon, where is a magic weapon, that living is a key to the pseudo-saint level! How could they not want to get it? What they are missing, this is obviously this, although that embryonic magic weapon is so important to them, but it is impossible for them to give out a magic weapon that exceeds the fifth-level pseudo-saint treasure, at this time, there are four fifth-level pseudo-saint treasures there to compete for, which obviously means that the embryonic magic weapon has no chance with them, how can the lost feelings not appear?

And the willingness to be excited is even simpler.

How rare is the treasure of a fifth-level pseudo-saint, fighting in front of them like this, it simply gives them a chance to comprehend the mysteries of the fifth-level pseudo-saint level, if they can gain a little from it, it will be of great benefit to their cultivation, how can they not be excited?

"Hey...... I originally wanted to use a smaller price, but I didn't want the competition to be so fierce, but I couldn't do it without bleeding......" At this time, a voice completely different from the previous four openings echoed in this auction space.

Even with the suppression of this auction house, this voice also showed the power of super-mutual imagination, almost instantly completely suppressing the aura of fierce battle that permeated the entire auction space, making the terrifying aura battle scene completely disappear in an instant. They were separated and retracted into the four magic weapons.

"This is, a seventh-level pseudo-saint?!" Luo Fan was shocked.

To be able to completely suppress the aura of the fifth-level pseudo-saint level with just one voice, even a sixth-level pseudo-saint level monk must be very reluctant. To be able to do this so easily, the person who opens his mouth needs to be at least a seventh-level pseudo-saint or above to be able to do it!

"This so-called original embryonic magic weapon is actually even interested in a seventh-level pseudo-saint?" Luo Fan was secretly shocked.

At this time, on the central platform, suddenly there was an extra pen. As soon as one appeared, all things in heaven and earth surged around it. There are even countless rules and laws of originally intangible matter. There are many strange things, things that can be said and things that cannot be said.

Then, a wave of flooding. The second that belonged to the sixth level of the pseudo-saint level emanated from that brush. Fill the entire auction space. Faintly, the entire auction space suddenly seemed to lose its original appearance and fell into a boundless and vast world.

Even, Luo Fan saw that there were creatures on the ground below, and it seemed that he looked up and saw the many platforms in the sky......

"Sixth-level Pseudo-Saint Treasure...... Is this good or bad?" Luo Fan sighed.

This time. He also knew that nothing good could be shown.

At that moment, according to the instructions on the previous teleportation platform, the formation of the teleportation platform was stimulated, and in an instant, on the central platform, the original double-sided flushed, and the face was excited and mixed with fear, and the Dacheng quasi-saint with a look of regret seemed to have gotten the news, and said very respectfully: "That guest is very satisfied with this bid, this transaction is successful, and the embryonic magic weapon of the first-level pseudo-saint level will be exchanged for this pen-shaped magic weapon of the sixth-level pseudo-saint level." ”

No one raised any objections to this, even the four who fought fiercely for that magic weapon before, and no one raised any objections.

What they took out was a fifth-level pseudo-saint treasure, which was already equivalent to the embryonic magic weapon of that level of pseudo-saint level, and even faintly exceeded it. If you want them to be of higher value, they won't do anything. The monk who produced the sixth-level pseudo-saint treasure was a sixth-level pseudo-saint or a seventh-level pseudo-saint, since he was willing to take out the sixth-level pseudo-saint treasure, since he had won, where was there anything to say?

There was nothing to live on, and the phantom shadows of the four fifth-level pseudo-saint treasures that had been fighting endlessly on the central platform flickered slightly, and then disappeared without a trace.

It was apparently taken back by the four monks who had made the move.

Then, the phantom of the pen-shaped magic weapon also disappeared.

After a short while, a brush appeared out of thin air on the teleportation platform in front of Luo Fan, which looked extremely ordinary, extremely ordinary, and couldn't see what special it had at all.

And on that central platform, the first-level pseudo-saint treasure that Luo Fan had refined, which triggered the climax of the auction, also disappeared at this time, and it seemed to have been sent to one of the thousands of platforms.

As for which one it is, Luo Fan can't confirm it at this time. In his feeling, there were only fifth-level pseudo-saints in this auction hall at most, not even seventh-level pseudo-saints, but the one who had just made the move was obviously a seventh-level pseudo-saint, where could he possibly confirm where the seventh-level pseudo-saint was?

Raising his hand to pick up the sixth-level pseudo-saint treasure, Luo Fan couldn't help but admire.

This sixth-level pseudo-saint treasure is really mysterious, not to mention powerful, and it is infinitely useful. Luo Fan was able to know with a slight sense that this magic weapon was actually a treasure of creation, all things in heaven and earth, time and space in the universe, as long as this magic weapon was urged, it could be created!

In this magic weapon, there is no breath that belongs to its original owner, let alone any brand that belongs to the other party, and the spirituality of the whole magic weapon is completely integrated with the magic weapon itself, but it does not show any spiritual wisdom.

Luo Fan's heart moved slightly, and he naturally left his mark at the core of the root of this magic weapon.

As the imprint remains, this magic weapon immediately becomes free.

Picking up the brush and sketching it with his hand, a figure appeared in front of him. This figure is very ordinary, very ordinary, but the aura emanating from his body is full of the level of a third-level pseudo-saint! Fortunately, there is a powerful suppression force on this platform, and when the breath of this creature comes out, there is naturally a powerful and incomparable suppression, which directly acts on this creature, so that the breath of this creature does not leak out at all and is perceived by others!

"What a wonderful magic weapon, but unfortunately, this is driven by the realm, my Dao realm is only a third-level pseudo-saint level, and the creatures that can be created are only third-level pseudo-saint ...... at most" raised his hand and patted it lightly, and the figure instantly collapsed and turned into nothingness.

The power of this sixth-level pseudo-saint treasure is quite powerful, and its own design can even directly create a sixth-level pseudo-saint level of beings. The reason why he can only create a creature that can produce a third-level pseudo-saint level now is that it is limited by Luo Fan's Dao realm! If Luo Fan's current Dao realm is already a sixth-level pseudo-saint level, the creature that he created with the help of this magic weapon will not be the previous third-level pseudo-saint level, but directly the sixth-level pseudo-saint level.

"It's a pity. Luo Fan sighed, feeling a little fly in the ointment. (To be continued......)