Chapter 1812 You Mortals

Something happened suddenly that made everyone's eyes almost pop out!

These green dragons that had fled to the sky all flew back from the distance with great obedience, obediently hanging in the air below the little roc, their heads drooping.

what's the situation?

Although the eyes of those green dragons were full of endless fear, none of them dared to escape.

It's like the little rocs are exuding endless air threads, binding them one by one in the air.

One of the little green dragons with the weakest cultivation unconsciously rolled his eyes, and his whole body twitched slightly. After a moment, he foamed at the mouth, his eyes turned white, and traces of miserable blood overflowed from his nose and eyes. , was actually scared to death.

Then it fell from the sky!

He jumped directly onto the huge backstage!

silence!

The air became extraordinarily quiet at this moment, and all the monks' eyes were focused on the two roaring birds in mid-air that dominated the entire scene, with fierce flames and arrogant arrogance.

Compared with the huge green dragons around it, its size looks so weak.

But its momentum suppressed the entire sky!

At this second, there were only two words in the minds of all the monks - Supreme!

"Pa bang bang..."

Several crisp claps broke the deathly silence in the void, but it was the old man in sackcloth who was the host of the auction who clapped loudly in praise.

"As expected of the legendary golden-winged roc, it is a prehistoric divine seed, capable of suppressing all evils in the world and possessing infinite power."

This admiration instantly ignited the atmosphere of the entire auction. Several people walked up to the green dragons that died silently after being impacted by Jin Peng's light and shadow, and then came to a shocking conclusion. Shocking conclusion.

"These green dragons were directly wiped out of their original consciousness by the powerful soul power, and died with their souls completely destroyed!"

"Soul power, that little Peng bird has such a powerful soul power, I'm simply shocked to hear it!"

"The power of the bloodline is really unbelievably powerful. Have you seen it? In front of it, the green-blooded war dragon, which is known for its ferocity and cruelty, actually didn't even dare to run away!"

It turned out that the monks who repeatedly lamented, "What kind of broken bird is this?" looked embarrassed and did not dare to speak out.

The monks around him discussed it happily, with various opinions emerging one after another.

"Are these green-blooded war dragons weak themselves?"

"I suggest you go and challenge a green dragon to see if your cultivation in the middle stage of Linghe River can do well in front of that green blood dragon."

"I...I'm just talking casually..."

"The cub of the mythical beast...as expected, only the true mythical beast can have such power!"

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"The power of the divine beasts is endless, please don't embarrass these green dragons."

Regardless of the whispers among the many bidders, the old man in sackcloth bowed to the little roc in the sky with a solemn expression.

The mythical beast possesses wisdom that is not weaker than that of humans, so the old man in sackcloth did not dare to show any slightness.

The little roc tilted its head and glanced at him, waving its wings.

The tense atmosphere in the void suddenly relaxed, and all the green-blooded war dragons immediately fled as if they had been granted amnesty, and hid obediently back in the black tower.

I don't dare to fly out to look for food at all. I would rather starve to death than die in front of the little roc.

"Regards the sacred beast."

The old man in sackcloth waved his hand towards the cage, and several beautiful maids immediately hurriedly spread a soft and comfortable animal skin tapestry inside the cage.

"The divine beast is invited to come!"

Many bidders also became excited, shouting out in low voices, and some even saluted.

Divine beasts have noble blood and superior intelligence. Therefore, when humans raise mythical beasts, they never treat them as slaves or followers. Instead, they treat them as equals, treat them as offerings, and treat them with great respect.

The silver little roc circled in mid-air, landed slowly, and then landed directly on the head of the old man in sackcloth!

The dark golden claws stretched out, and the sharp and sharp claws grasped the head of the old man in sackcloth, but did not cause any damage to it, showing a wonderful control power.

The old man in sackcloth suddenly stiffened, and at this moment, he did not dare to move.

I'm afraid that if this little roc bird, which has not yet grown up, gets angry and uses its claws a little harder, his old life will really be lost.

This scene also shocked all the bidders. At this moment, they suddenly realized that the little roc bird in front of them was always just a mythical beast, it was not a human being.

So some of the laws that apply to humans may not apply to it at all.

Many people even think of it!

That is because the mythical beast has an arrogant temperament, and must have its own way of doing things, and will not listen to others casually.

So even if you spend a huge sum of money to buy this mythical beast, how can you ensure that it is properly controlled?

Of course, some people are worried, and some are even more excited.

Seeing that the cub of the golden-winged roc was so arrogant, they felt even more excited.

This is the divine beast, this is the domineering power that a divine beast should have!

The majestic golden-winged roc, soaring ninety thousand miles, roars proudly to the heaven and earth, and has dominated all beasts in the world since ancient times. If it doesn't even have this domineering power to regard the world's heroes as ants, what kind of mythical beasts are there?

At this moment, their gazes towards the little silver roc became particularly intense.

At this moment, the most embarrassing person in the whole auction house is probably the old man in sackcloth. Feeling the existence of the light above his head that although he looks very young, is emitting a heart-stopping and dangerous light, he can't really move. No, in desperation, he had no choice but to look at Ling Xuan in the corner for help.

He winked fiercely at the girl.

Ling Xuan's eyes fluctuated slightly, and she walked slowly onto the stage, raised her eyes and looked at the little silver roc standing on top of the old man in sackcloth with his eyes closed, and said softly.

"Okay, they are ignorant and don't know how powerful you are, so they are offended. Don't mind."

The little silver roc raised its eyelids slightly, moved its wings slightly, and then flew away from the head of the old man in sackcloth and landed on the horizontal bar that had been prepared nearby.

The old man in sackcloth breathed a sigh of relief until now. Then, as if he thought of something, he took out a small pale gold ring from the storage ring and handed it to Ling Xuan.

"This is a spiritual bundle that can temporarily restrain the spiritual power in a ferocious beast. After all, this silver roc cub is of the bloodline of a divine beast. Please discuss with it whether you can bring this with it, so that it can be auctioned by many bidders. Sellers have peace of mind.”

Ling Xuan frowned, with a hint of coldness in her eyes, and glanced at Chu Chen.

If this spiritual ring is put on Xiaoying, how will it escape and join him after it is bought?

Is this really a big problem?

A hint of coldness flashed in the girl's eyes, and it seemed that she could only refuse. Even if she didn't sell the little eagle, she couldn't let it be controlled. ...

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