Chapter 460: Great magic: 3 places of God!

The auction of the first item is over.
Immediately after that, the second item was freshly baked.
This time it is a scroll of magic.
The so-called divine art, the god-level spirit art is a higher level, and it is even more mysterious.
There are various gods in the world, and once they are driven, extremely terrifying power can erupt.
Divine magic is the magic technique that can drive this kind of power.
The magic can be divided into four levels.
They are: small magic, great magic, quasi-dzogchen magic, and great perfect magic.
And the magical technique Duan Feng obtained from the Broken Remains Continent: Tianmu Divine Wheel was one of them.
However, the power of that magical technique obviously only reached the level of the small magical technique.
There is still a short distance from the great magic arts.
"I don't know what level the magical technique will reach this time?"
Seeing the 9th-Rank Pozun Pill fell on Xiao Lin's body, Duan Feng was not in a hurry to meet him.
Instead, his gaze fell on Yu Gang's body.
To be precise, it was one of the magical scrolls that fell into his hands.
"This is a divine technique called:'Three-stay Divine Seal'. As for the level, it has reached the stage of great divine technique."
Yu Gang slowly introduced.
"Gosh."
"Even to reach the level of the Great Divine Art? This thing can be met but not sought."
Hearing Yu Gang's voice, the entire auction square couldn't help but a commotion, and then exclaimed.
For them, the god-level spirit technique was already a rare and ordinary spirit technique.
However, the magic is different.
Things of this level have always been met but not sought.
The entire Western Heaven Realm can be obtained, and it is even rarer.
It's no wonder that the three words Great Divine Art will cause such a huge sensation.
"Hurry up and start shooting!"
"Yes, yes, let's get started, I'm already hungry and thirsty!"
"This is another storm!"
"..."
All kinds of voices rose to the sky again.
If the Nine-Rank Pozun Pill Recipe is for recruiting pharmacists.
And the great magical technique in front of me: San Su Shenyin, that is really for myself.
The prescription is only useful for the alchemist.
But the magic is different, as long as the strength is reached, a monk can use it.
This kind of magic, attracting groups, will obviously be even larger.
"This time the Great Divine Art auction will also start with 70 million spiritual coins, and each increase in price shall not be less than 1 million spiritual coins."
Yu Gang's gaze scanned the audience sharply, and then his palm fell, "Go!"
"71 million."
"75 million."
"Seventy nine million."
"83 million!"
"..."
As Yu Gang's words fell, a dàbō cry of price rose to the sky, as if to break through the entire sky.
Such a fierce scene really made every monk's face flushed.
And that price broke 90 million in an instant.
"Nine-three million."
"Nine-five million."
"Ninety-eight million."
"One hundred million!"
"..."
The sound of bidding still continues.
This kind of enthusiasm is even worse than the 9th-Rank Pozun Dan.
"Huh, it's him. Damn cìjī."
"There is no way to plug it!"
Looking at the maddening crowd in front of him, Duan Feng patted his forehead lightly, feeling helpless.
Even if the price is over 100 million, the people who bid the price are also talented.
No chance for Duan Feng to bid at all.
but.
After another wave of bidding frenzy, Duan Feng had no choice but to give up.
because.
That price has exceeded 130 million.
Since his whole family is more than ten million coins higher.
He wants to call.
But the purse made him feel helpless...
"It's a beast, the price is still rising."
Duan Feng cursed with a smile.
"Haha, I didn't expect Brother Duan Feng to slump."
Seeing Duan Feng in such embarrassment, Chu Qingcheng couldn't help covering his mouth and chuckled.
"Your P shares are itchy again, I'll have to teach you'very hard' later."
Duan Feng said with a smirk.
...
The three-stay Shenyin volume is fierce competition, unprecedented.
but.
To Duan Feng's surprise, the boy in white didn't even speak once.
Obviously.
This thing, it seems to him...
There seems to be no seductive power.
"It's worthy of being a'second generation of emperor'. You can't even see the great magic arts. Look at the monks around you. They are desperate, it's not too obvious."
Duan Feng stretched out his hands helplessly and gave a wry smile.
Even if he was the host consigned by the system, he still missed a scroll of the level of Great God Art.
although.
There are magic arts in his system store.
However, that price is not acceptable to humans...
The auction of the Sanju Shenyin Great Shenshu started, and after the price exceeded 150 million yuan, the bidding voice finally weakened.
In addition to the fiercest Tianfengzong and the bald gang, there is also a resounding force.
Blood Temple!
of course.
The surface strength of the Blood God Temple is not very good, and it is even worse than the Bald Head Gang and the Heavenly Phoenix Sect.
but.
The scary thing about the Blood Temple is that there is a huge force behind it as its backing.
This force is the Blood God Race.
As one of the four great gods in the Western Heaven Realm, the Blood God Race has such a huge backing, how can other forces not be afraid of it?
"One hundred and sixty million!"
The head of the Blood Temple, Blood Feather, rang loudly.
Although the Blood Temple was backed by the Blood God Clan, Chen Longtong, the leader of the Bald Gang, obviously couldn't take care of that much for the sake of the Great Divine Art.
He spoke again: "161 million~EbookFREE.me~162 million."
Tianfengzong's flowers all over the building were unwilling to show weakness, and the voice of tender drink sounded again.
It can be clearly seen that they participated in the auction this time precisely for such a volume of magic.
Even if it is bankrupt, I vowed to get it!
Great Shenshu is different from Nine-Rank Pozun Dan after all.
The former can xiūliàn by himself, and can instantly improve the overall strength of his forces.
This is of no importance to the status and prestige of a power.
It's no wonder that the three major forces also want to get it.
but.
No matter how you compete, there will eventually be losers and winners.
The winner was somewhat out of Duan Feng's accident.
It is the master of Tianfengzong Huamanlou.
"Hmph, let the Great Divine Art be placed on you for a while, it belongs to our bald gang after all!"
Chen Longtong looked at Huamanlou with a smile on his face, and couldn't help letting out a cold snort.
And Blood Feather, the lord of the Blood Temple, also looked at Huamanlou with cold eyes.
For them.
The three parties are hostile.
Whoever gets it will make the other two forces jealous.
Even against.
but.
It seems that this situation has been expected long ago, so it is hostile to the two forces.
Huamanlou chose to ignore it.