The Three Worlds

Everyone thought that Su Chen was too weak and could not withstand Tai Xuanzong's persecution.

As a last resort, he put the Holy Blood Martial Stone up for auction.

Otherwise, who would be willing to do such a stupid thing?

The Origin Emperor Crystal is pretty good!

However, no matter how precious the Origin Emperor Crystal is, how can it be compared with the Holy Blood Martial Stone?

Everyone knows very well in their hearts that there is only one Holy Blood Martial Stone in the world, and it still records the inheritance of Xingtian War God.

As for the original emperor crystal, if this thing is gone, we can continue to make it.

As long as you step into the Emperor Crystal and master the Origin Avenue, you can spend time absorbing the origin of heaven and earth and create the Origin Emperor Crystal.

Qin Longyu and Ning Fenghun communicated for a while and finally decided on the plan to join forces. At this moment, a higher price appeared.

"Two hundred and fifty million!"

Su Chen raised his head and looked in the direction where the quote came from.

It was a middle-aged monk wearing cassocks and with an honest appearance. However, behind this man, there seemed to be an endless killing aura condensed into a bloody battlefield.

"Huh? This aura should be from the Dingtian God Sect?"

Su Chen had a look of surprise on his face.

That's right!

The monk who bid ‘two hundred and fifty million’ was a great emperor from the Dingtian Divine Sect.

Su Chen had a very bad relationship with people from this force. In addition to Xue Jian Chou, there was also a 'Three Methods Monk' who died directly or indirectly at his hands.

"Which monk is here this time? He was not distracted at all before entering the secret realm of martial arts. It seems that he has not just arrived. He is really well hidden."

As soon as Su Chen had this thought in his mind, he heard bursts of angry curses in his ears.

"Yixiu old bald donkey, you have fallen into the devil's path and become a lackey of his clan. You actually dare to come and fight for the Holy Blood Martial Stone."

"Hmph... the inheritance recorded in this holy blood martial stone is left by our human race's god of war, Xingtian. You, a lackey of the demon race, don't even think about getting involved in the inferior holy law!"

"That's right, you old bald donkey is a traitor to the human race. Your Dingtian Divine Sect is a bunch of demon lackeys, and they will die a good death sooner or later."

Many warriors who hated the demon clan shouted.

"Huh? Are the Dingtian Divine Sect and the Demon Clan of Destruction together? I don't know about this?"

Su Chen's heart skipped a beat.

In his last life, he didn't know much about the Dingtian God Sect, but he didn't expect that in this life, as soon as he stepped into the Imperial Realm, he would find out the roots of the Dingtian God Sect.

This sect is actually the lackey that destroys the demon clan!

"Things are indeed getting more and more interesting."

Su Chen raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and when he raised his head, his eyes happened to meet the monk Yixiu.

Both of them looked calm and calm.

There was no hint of tension.

There wasn't any excitement at all, instead they nodded to each other.

This scene made many human emperors feel cold and deeply unhappy.

"Brother Su, this is a lackey of the demon clan. Are you sure you want to sell the Holy Blood Martial Stone to such a person?"

Suddenly, an indignant voice sounded.

Who is making trouble?

Su Chen took a closer look, and it turned out to be... Dongbuleng.

This guy started jumping out again.

"Haha... Do I need you to tell me who I want to sell to?"

Su Chen looked indifferent and said.

"Of course not, but for the sake of humankind's justice, Brother Su had better think twice before taking action."

Dong Buleng is full of benevolence, justice and morality.

There were even many people who spoke out to support him, but unfortunately, they all ignored a very important thing.

That is, the Holy Blood Martial Stone sold by Su Chen is fake!

The one he wants to trap is the demon lackey!

Of course, Su Chen would not tell this matter, but just glared at Dong Buleng with great disdain.

"The justice of the human race?"

Su Chen's face showed deep sarcasm.

"Haha... In my eyes, the righteousness of the human race is worthless. Today, I will leave it here. Whoever pays the highest price will get this Holy Blood Martial Stone. It doesn't matter whether you are a demon, a ghost, or someone else. The Yin Death clan is all the same and treated equally.”

boom!

As soon as these words came out, the expressions of many human emperors changed drastically.

"No!"

"This is absolutely impossible!"

"Master Su, please take back your decision!"

"The Holy Blood Martial Stone was left behind by my human race, the God of War. It must not fall into the hands of foreigners."

A series of extremely anxious voices echoed.

However, Su Chen's face was always full of indifference.

No intention of changing my mind at all.

"Everyone, since you think this is something left by the God of War, Xingtian, and it must not fall into the hands of a foreign race, then you just have to bid for it. With so many of you and so many factions, will you still lose to someone else's family?"

Su Chen raised his eyebrows and sneered.

"Haha, Mr. Su is right. If you think that the Dingtian Divine Sect does not have the strength to win the Holy Blood Martial Stone, then just bid and compete."

Monk Yixiu laughed, and countless bloody lights rolled around his body, turning into bloody mandala flowers.

Among the flowers, there were imprisoned human faces, struggling crazily and making hysterical roars.

Many people were shocked when they saw this scene.

Some of these imprisoned faces were once famous emperors, but they never expected that they would fall into this situation.

"Damn it, Yixiu, you actually captured the emperor of the human race and improved your cultivation by absorbing the origin of others. You are simply an unforgivable demon."

In the crowd, an old man with a fairy-like appearance cursed.

"Okay, okay, old man Liuzhi, don't laugh at me. I am arresting people openly, but what about you? In order to practice martial arts, you pretend to be a demon of the Sun and Moon Ghost Sect and directly slaughter a city, just to collect enough wronged souls to fill your genuine holy weapon!"

Monk Yixiu showed a strong mockery on his face.

"Bullshit, you demon running dog, beast, evil thief, stop spitting blood here."

The old man Liuzhi was so angry that his face turned blue and he cursed angrily.

"Enough!"

Su Chen saw the two people scolding each other here, endlessly, and he felt unhappy.

This is my auction, but it has become your home court?

In fact, whether it is this monk Yixiu, the old man with six fingers, or Dongbuleng who just talked about the righteousness of the human race, or other human emperors who kept saying that they would protect the inheritance of the God of War Xingtian, none of them are good people.

The lives stained on the hands of this group of people are millions if not tens of millions.

Su Chen does not believe that this group of people have not killed innocent people.

This is an era where great power belongs to oneself!

The strong dictate the galaxy and look down on the changes of dynasties in the world, while the weak are really like ants and can only tremble.

Monk Yixiu, as a running dog of the demon clan, is certainly hateful.

But...