Archfiend Chapter 479: : Holy Light Square (3)

Just as the golden light appeared, the golden box moved, then it turned into a white light and disappeared in the holy light.

"Damn..." The pale dragon couldn't help but cursed, and he regretted it in his heart. If you came to Holy Light Square from the very beginning, then there would be no three earls' seats being fed to three pigs that you don't even know! If you don't give it to them, there won't be no Earl's Seat to shoot now!

What about now?

The seat of the last earl was collected mercilessly by the Vatican! Who do you reason with?

Before King Covinus awakens, go to reason with the living pope?

"fuck..." Bloody Moon also cursed in a low voice. All the earls on the scene watched the box flying away with fierce eyes, that is, their true European and American top combat power, dare not fear the gods in the Holy Light Square.

But... the next second, neither of them forgot the golden box.

Because... there was a sound of Ruoruuo, fluttering from all around. And... getting louder and louder! More and more clear!

"Our right hand, holding a short knife and poison..."

"Our left hand, holding thirty taels of silver, and a thick rope..."

"Who are we?"

"We are believers, but we are not just believers...We are apostles, but we are not just apostles..."

Like an invisible chorus, standing around them, their voices fluttering. An earl finally couldn't help but wonder: "Why... the earl's seat has flown away..."

"No..." The elderly monk beside him was dumbfounded: "This, this is a sacred chant...It is a sacred chant!"

"This is not the golden box, but the chant of the emerald box!"

Ansas took a deep breath and looked at the emerald box with extremely fiery eyes.

What exactly is inside? !

Singing! The chant appeared!

"My...must belong to our Tagul family!" He clenched his fist tightly, and a blush flashed across his pale face: "Sacred chant...on average every thirty-two years, hold this thing , The Tagul family must be taken to the next level! He can only be held in the hands of the Tagul family!"

"Two works...One...Holy Light, one...Holy Sing?!" Donnaou bit his lip, feeling weak in his heart.

How old is this kid?

With no more than fifty years of bone age, can you really do this step?

Other great psychic masters have made sacred chant works, which one is not over a hundred years old, even most great psychic masters, the sacred chant is their pinnacle, and he is the only one who has obtained the holy shadow!

"Monster..." The woman in the Great Spiritist had no idea what to say. He pursed his lips, sighed, and looked at Xu Yangyi's suspended room.

"My decades of hard work are not as good as the work of others in a day..." Another great spiritualist was also quite emotional, but at the moment when he was about to turn his head, he suddenly stood in disbelief. Up!

"This is..." "My God..." "No, could it be, this is..." "This is impossible... once in a hundred years... this is a once in a hundred years!" "mygod...oh, I am a wolf...I shouldn't say this word at all..." "Can't believe... Am I wrong?"

Swipe!

All the marquis stood up at the same time, looking at the main stage in amazement, but dare not say a word.

The low noise, but not daring to break out, is like someone burying crazy excitement in their chest.

For fear, once shouting out will break the majesty here.

The chant...is changing!

The sound is getting louder and louder, but as the singing voice gets louder, the stones on the ground begin to "crack" wave!

"No way!!" Donnao stood up and almost rushed over. But he stopped his feet firmly and looked at the main stage in disbelief.

He is too familiar with this scene, because this is his lifetime glory!

"Boom!" I don't know when, the entire Holy Light Square, the ground has ignited a raging flame. These flames do not hurt people, nor do they feel hot. However... it is sacred white!

"This is..." The **** moon, the pale dragon, staring at the main stage at the same time, unanimously said two words: "Holy Shadow..."

"Holy shadow level elixir!"

The holy chant...is just the prelude to the holy shadow!

The scene was very quiet, because most people stayed. Their voice is not small, it resounds in everyone's ears.

"This is... the holy shadow?" A monk murmured to himself: "No...Holy light, I, I have watched the video, holy shadow...this, how is this possible... Doesn’t it appear once in a hundred years?"

"It's really a holy shadow!" The white-haired old man of the Covinus family has red eyes: "What is in that emerald box! It turned out to be the highest-level holy shadow work!"

No one spoke, and at this moment, the flames all over the Hall of Holy Light suddenly jumped. A strange illusion appeared in everyone's eyes.

It seems...the whole hall has become a ladder, and they are at the bottom of the ladder. The silver-white flame burned up the stairs, always lighting up the top.

At the top, standing a man in a white robe, with blond hair, is not tall, but his figure from the back gives people the feeling that they dare not look at all. Just one glance, the body and mind will collapse.

He stood in the fire, but he seemed to be standing in the sky. The back figure gave a startling glance, and finally disappeared.

"Swipe..." A golden light spread from the place where the back disappeared. In an instant, wild flowers and vines climbed out from all corners of the Holy Light Square, and placed them gently on the windows and vaults. In less than a minute, everyone was green in front of them. Of flowers.

There was dead silence at the scene.

Xu Yangyi looked at all this deeply, and for a long time, he sighed: "From nothing, this is the power of Yuan Ying?"

"There really are such old monsters in the world..."

No one spoke. I don't know how long it took. Donald turned around and bowed sincerely, but his voice was sullen and hoarse: "Mr. X...Congratulations..."

"Europe and the United States, the second holy shadow, belongs to your work."

"Please receive this supreme glory. Starting today, you are not only the great spiritualist. You are also one of the strongest among the great spiritualists."

The other great spiritualists are already a little sluggish at this moment.

The holy shadow appeared...

How is this possible! In Europe and America, Donnaou has reached the Holy Shadow alone! Who else is not holding back their energy for the second chance of the Holy Shadow? However...

It's impossible...

From now on, they can only compete for the third chance of the Holy Shadow.

It's like a bucket of snow pouring on their hearts.

"Congratulations." The woman sighed, with the indescribable silence in her voice, and bowed deeply: "A clever technique...a flawless formula...Mr. X, congratulations."

"Congratulations! Mr. X." "I can't imagine that the holy shadow will appear...Although I am really unwilling, but...Mr. X, today is your home court. You... a big victory."

An insincere congratulation was spoken from four extremely reluctant faces. They couldn't think of it anyway, after fighting for so long for the second time, was actually loved by a great spiritualist who had never heard of it, even... this person was only determined to be a few dozen minutes ago Of the Great Spiritist.

"Thank you." Xu Yangyi smiled.

He understood the feelings of these four people.

Just like when a grand slam is about to be humiliated and suddenly cut off by someone, I feel aggrieved and depressed, how can outsiders know.

"Yug," he said lightly.

"Ah? Oh...Yes! Yes! Youge is here to serve you! I am here!" Yuge was awakened by Xu Yangyi, and almost jumped, the excitement in his heart almost broke through his chest!

Holy shadow level auction!

And this time the auctioneer is him!

C'Thun, who was in the audience, almost vomited blood, staring at Yogg like a man.

"Now, now..." No matter how good Yuge's professionalism is, he can't help stuttering at this moment. He stepped forward and didn't dare to touch the emerald box at all, and said with a trembled: "Dear guests, We, also, would you please explain what this is..."

"No need." There was a voice that ignited the flames indifferently. The pale dragon crossed his fingers, and the voice was extremely cautious: "Five hundred thousand middle-grade spirit stones."

"No matter what's inside. I want it from the Covinus family."

"800,000." Bloody Moon turned his head and looked at each other without emotion. Two months later, maybe this little thing could keep the seeds from death. He will never let it go.

"Nine hundred thousand."

"Hehe..." The Bloody Moon sneered twice: "The Covinus family is so stingy, adding more than one hundred thousand dollars?"

"Or are you too greedy, just want to buy art of chanting just after playing? Don’t forget ~IndoMTL.com~Mr. Donnaou’s famous work, and the final sale price was 3.4 million yuan Spiritual consciousness. And only five milliliters."

He calmly glanced at the room where Xu Yangyi was located: "Could it be that we are suppressed by our Tagule family so that there are no training materials? How can you afford a great spiritualist like this?"

"One million."

"It's started..." No one spoke again, just staring at the Bloody Moon and the Pale Dragon with scorching eyes.

In front of the works of Shengying, the Grand Duke did not have the opportunity to bid.

"Haha, the Tagule family wants to suppress the Covinus family? You also take the bats too high." The pale dragon is not at all afraid: "The treasures of the Covinus family for centuries are piled into mountains, I'm afraid you can't afford it. One and a half million."

"Two million."

"2.5 million."

"Three million."

The voice of three million made them both stunned. Afterwards, he looked at the bidder in unison.

It was a young man. The aura on the body is not as fierce as the two, but it is also the late Marquis.

However, on his chest is the badge of spear and shield!

"Tila Song family?" Bloody Moon blinked and smiled: "It turned out to be a friend of the Tila Song family. I didn't expect you to join in the fun."

"It just happens to know about this." The young man said unhurriedly: "Both families have great spiritualists. How about this work, let us? The Tirasong family, will Remember this love."

"Hehehe..." Bloody Moon laughed dryly, then his eyes became cold: "Impossible."

"Sacred shadow works, see you in a hundred years. If it's a sacred song or a holy light, I can let it, but the holy shadow, absolutely not!"

"Three hundred and one hundred thousand!"