The entire auction house was in chaos.

The breath was rushing, the murderous aura was rising, and in the blink of an eye, hundreds of people were bleeding and became sacrifices of the Holy Spirit's Death Array.

In this war, only the strong can protect themselves, such as You Jingfeng.

He forced back the approaching Semi-Saint with just a glance. Everyone guessed that this old man must have reached the peak level of Semi-Saint.

Besides, since he had no intention of snatching it away, the others ignored him.

Soon, the fight turned into an uncontrollable melee.

Some people even forgot the purpose of fighting, were infected by the murderous aura, and attacked the people around them crazily.

Fight for war, fight for hatred, fight for robbery, fight for killing!

For a moment, blood and energy rushed to the sky, mixed with spiritual energy and gathered in the void.

It was so dense that it almost set the space on fire.

"Hahaha... just kill as many as you want. You will all die in the end!"

Zhao Wutan looked down, trembling with excitement.

"You don't think you can use the blood of these people to successfully activate the formation?"

The mocking voice of Demon Marshal Tunyuan made Zhao Wutan stop laughing.

"You know very well that in order to activate it, you must sacrifice someone close to you. Your Tiandao Palace will eventually become a sacrifice!"

"So what?"

Zhao Wutan raised the corners of his mouth, his face also full of contempt.

"Do you think I'll feel bad? It's an honor for all of them to help me get on the road!"

Hearing this, Tunyuan couldn't help but feel shocked.

This guy is more ferocious than the demons.

"Master Demon, this person cannot be kept."

He transmitted the message to the Sky-Swallowing Demon Lord.

"Don't worry, I'll have a plan after this is done!"

Demon Lord Tuntian stood up and looked at Zhao Wutan again.

"There is one more thing that needs to be confirmed. Does that kid really have the strength of a saint?"

"What do you mean?" Zhao Wutan couldn't help but frown.

"I'm just being cautious. If you care, just pretend I didn't say anything."

"Hmph... Are you trying to provoke me? Then I'll just pretend to be fooled this time!"

Zhao Wutan snorted coldly. He also thought it necessary to test Zhou Tong again.

He quickly took out a jade pendant for transmitting sound and gave instructions to the people below.

After receiving the message, the old waiter nodded repeatedly with a wicked smile on his face.

"Everyone, don't you want to obtain the Yin-Yang Tao Body?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he kicked out and kicked Xuanbing towards Room No. 1.

This move instantly attracted everyone.

A few Samsara Realm warriors who were blinded by killing intent didn't care and launched a shocking attack directly in that direction!

"Boom!"

Xuan Bing was blown away by the energy, and the attacks of several people were accurate, and they rushed directly into Room No. 1.

The elegant pavilion collapsed in an instant, Zhou Tong flew out with the little witch girl, and the gold cabinet was crushed under the ruins.

As long as she stays there, no one can disturb Murong Ya.

Seeing Zhou Tong show up, many people were shocked and turned their attention over.

The majesty of a saint cannot be offended. If Zhou Tong had really reached that level, he should not have let go of those people who had just taken action.

This is a time of great crisis. If Zhou Tong cannot prove his strength, he will face a miserable end.

As expected, he did not disappoint everyone. He took action directly and threw out a talisman.

This is also a talisman infused with Murong Ya's spiritual power. It is a true ninth-level talisman.

Although Zhou Tong's spiritual power is unrivaled in the world, it is extremely unstable. After making a ninth-level talisman, its power will be lost quickly, making it difficult to play a real role.

In comparison, the stable mental power of the saint level can better meet the needs of refining the ninth-level talisman.

"Fu Jiushi... Black Coffin!"

Under the horrified gazes of those in the reincarnation realm, a black coffin suddenly appeared and enveloped them all.

The screams resounded through the sky. When the black coffin exploded, only pieces of flesh were left on the ground, but no human figure was left.

"hiss…"

Everyone took a deep breath and felt a chill down their spine.

With just one move, five people in the reincarnation realm were killed in seconds. This is definitely the method of a saint!

It wasn't over yet. Zhou Tong scanned and locked onto the waiter who had just caused trouble.

"What...what do you want to do?"

The old man's face was pale and his teeth were chattering wildly.

"This is an auction, you can't attack the staff!"

Zhou Tong was too lazy to talk to him, so he sucked him over with one hand and strangled his neck accurately.

"Please spare my life...I didn't mean to do that."

"Don't say anything, your soul will tell me everything."

Zhou Tong used his other hand to touch the opponent's crown and used the soul-searching technique.

“Ahhh…”

The old man's body twisted and he made a sound like a ghost crying.

This kind of pain that comes from the soul cannot be endured by flesh and blood.

After a moment, Zhou Tong raised the corners of his mouth and revealed a shocking sneer.

"I already know... you deserve to die!"

In full view of the public, he began to kill people.

The hand pressing on the crown of the head suddenly exerted force, causing the waiter to let out a short scream.

Under the terrified gaze of the crowd, the other person's body is gradually shrinking.

It changed from seven feet to four feet, then to less than one foot, and finally became as thin as a piece of paper and was held in Zhou Tong's hand.

"Tick-tock..."

The bright red blood flowed from Zhou Tong's fingers, like a thunderclap, striking everyone's heart.

When Zhou Tong spread out his palms, there was nothing left of the old man, he had completely disappeared from the world.

"Anyone want to try it?"

The young man's eyes swept out, and no one dared to meet his eyes.

A semi-saint warrior was just a beat slower and suffered a mental shock, feeling a splitting headache.

"It is confirmed that he is a genuine saint. What else can you say?"

Zhao Wutan witnessed everything and spoke coldly to the Sky-Swallowing Demon Lord.

The Demon Lord remained silent and had no words to say.

"Hasn't your demon king arrived yet? The battle is about to begin. If he's not here, our plans will all fail."

"Don't worry... I still have a trump card that can handle everything!"

The Demon Lord gritted his teeth and took out a crystal skull from his arms.

"This is..."

Zhao Wutan was shocked. He felt an extremely powerful forbidden force from it.

"Don't be afraid, this thing has no effect on you."

The Demon Lord said: "This is the Ten Thousand Demons Locking Holy Skull. It can only be used against Saint-level warriors. Once activated, it can cause a Saint's cultivation to drop within half an hour!"

"Okay, okay!"

Zhao Wutian was overjoyed. With this thing, everything would be safe. Half an hour was more than enough for him!

At this moment, a figure suddenly appeared from Room No. 2 and rushed towards the Yin-Yang Taoist body in the black ice.

"Don't even think about it!"

Everyone was furious, and several semi-saint-level warriors directly attacked Mo Liusu.

"snort!"

Mo Liusu was not in a hurry. A scepter appeared in his hand. With a light wave, he dispelled the attacks of everyone.

"Yin Yang Dao Body, I accept it!"

She said proudly and put the black ice into the space ring.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Wutan licked his lips and showed a bloodthirsty look.

The foreplay is over, the real show is about to begin!