As the name suggests, this pill has the function of accumulating spirit. After taking it, it can open up a sea of ​​qi in the body and absorb the spiritual energy around the body at all times. In modern terms, it is a plug-in. Even if you eat and sleep, it will automatically absorb the spiritual energy around you. The difference can be imagined after a long time.

Such a spirit-gathering pill is more attractive than the Fire Snake Fruit just now. The big family of spiritists on the field is full of jealousy and is looking forward to taking such a top-quality pill into the bag, especially for those big families.

The Netherworld Continent has always been the supreme power of the strong, and a strong man can revitalize a generation of families. If these families have too much power disparity, they will definitely be replaced by other families. This result is not what they want to see.

It's okay that the Fire Snake Fruit was bought by their unknown mysterious people, but this spiritual pill that can change the fate of the family must not fall into the hands of others. For the long-term family, they will get it no matter how they do.

"Four thousand seven million gold coins." The voice came from the No. 13 lounge.

"Five million gold coins..."

...

There was fierce bidding outside, and inside the Supreme Name, Ming Yihan's sword eyebrows were frowning, his snow-like jade face was covered with crimson red, his pupils were dark and so dark that he could not see the color, but he could clearly sense the violent fluctuations brewing inside. His snow-white body could not cover up the evil aura. A monster slowly woke up, struggling as if he was about to get out of the cage.

Zhiyan's little hand slid down from his chest, teasing her as much as possible, landing on his flat abdomen. Suddenly, Zhiyan's little hand shrank suddenly, and her delicate and tender cheeks rose in horror, and she looked at Ming Yihan in shock.

It would be fine if I didn't look at it, but I was shocked when I saw it. Sweat was blown away by Ming Yihan's forehead, and a layer of black purple was dyed on his fair and handsome face. Widths of black smoke floated out of his body. A sensational aura suddenly pressed up and pounced towards Zhiyan's storefront.

He was shocked and Zhiyan suddenly felt like his soul was being absorbed. Ming Yihan's dark eyes suddenly showed a hint of clarity. Just as the black air was about to attack Zhiyan, he shouted loudly, and the sound was like thunder. The majestic momentum directly hit the unformed black smoke, shattering it.

The sudden roar caused the entire venue to fall into silence, and everyone became petrified, their minds were blank for a moment, and waves came from the depths of their souls.

Wow, everyone was in a panic and suddenly burst into flames. Everyone's eyes turned to the Supreme Name again, each with fear, his eyes full of exploration and curiosity.

"What's going on? What's going on? What happened just now?" A mercenary came back to his senses from the daze and asked his companions excitedly and surprised.

"Huh, the strong man, the absolute strong man, the voice just now, if you guessed it well, it should be the legendary soul attack."

"Yes, it's just a soul attack, no, that kind of roaring soul attack is only effective at close range. Is something happening to the Supreme? "

...

Wawa, the field was uneasy, and all my mind was attracted by the roar. More people were eager to know who the strong man who could launch the legendary soul attack was.

The mercenaries in the field looked up, stretched their necks, and looked excitedly and respectfully.

The host on the stage was also shocked and looked in surprise. The three masters in the venue rushed to the lounge as soon as they heard the roar. In any case, he could not allow any accidents to happen. The guests of the Supreme Number are of extremely important significance to them. If something happens in their auction hall, the consequences will be unimaginable, not to mention that the young boy has a special identity...

After the blue glass, the major families were shocked and looked at the Supreme Name opposite in astonishment. Compared to the others on the field, they could feel the powerful aura more powerful, strong, and too powerful. At the moment the aura erupted, they felt a deep sense of powerlessness. I am afraid that as long as the strong man had a slight thought, they would die collectively.

After Ming Yihan roared that sound, he suddenly woke up. Zhiyan was too close to him. At this time, he felt a sting of nerves, his body felt sore and weak, and his body was filled with blood.

"Puff..." A mouthful of blood suddenly spurted out, his body softened, and he completely fainted in Ming Yihan's arms.

"Yan'er." Ming Yihan's blue eyes were dark, and he called out in panic. The handsome face, like snow, was full of regret and self-blame. His big hand was pressed against her back, and a breath was continuously input.

With a loud bang, the stone gate opened, and the three masters rushed in anxiously from outside the door. When they saw the scene in front of them, they stood there in shock. There was a chill behind them. It was over, and it was miserable. The young man seemed to be in serious injuries.

"I bought that fire snake fruit. It's 60 million. As for the gold coins obtained from the elixir auction, we will pick it up again in three days." Ming Yihan glanced at the three of them lightly, threw an amethyst card on the crystal table, picked up Zhiyan, and disappeared from the spot in a flash.

Not long after Ming Yihan disappeared with Zhiyan in his arms, various families surrounded him and blocked the Supreme Lounge. Unfortunately, there was nothing except the three masters and a membrane card left by Ming Yihan.

The auction lasted until the hour of the night. The fifth-grade spiritual pill was sold at a high price of 65 million yuan. Then the fifth-grade spiritual pill was released, and it sold for 30 million gold coins, which was 35 million yuan less than the spiritual pill. Until the end of the conference, everyone was still immersed in the excitement.

Everyone who walked out of the auction hall was full of flushing faces and sighed that there were no white flowers in the entrance today. No, it should be said that the spending was too worth it.

News of the birth of the fifth-grade elixir spread throughout Lingchuan Valley overnight, and with the mercenaries and merchants, they were brought to various parts of the mainland. The Locke Auction Hall suddenly became the focus, and major forces sent people to rush to Lingchuan Valley. I believe that in a few days, there will be another craze here.

Three days later, Zhiyan woke up from her initial coma. When she opened her eyes, she was hitting Ming Yihan's eyes full of self-blame. "Wake up." Ming Yihan's eyes flashed slightly, and his voice was a little hoarse in its magnetic state. He looked at Zhiyan and said softly.

Although his face was calm, Zhiyan could feel the depression in his heart.

"Well, I'm fine." Zhiyan nodded and comforted him, but felt like she was dispersed and extremely uncomfortable.

"Take two pills first to replenish some physical strength." Ming Yihan said, sending a body supplement pill and a repair pill. Zhiyan opened her mouth and swallowed it. After a while, two airflows surged and sent it to the limbs and bones. The disappeared body instantly recovered and became much more energetic.

Half an hour later, Zhiyan was completely fine. She took a hot bath, changed into clean clothes, and then drank a bottle of rich water of life from Qiankun Space, and her body's functions were completely adjusted to the best.

Ming Yihan grabbed her big hand and carried her into his arms. The hand that hit Zhiyan's waist contracted for a while, causing her to grin.

"Fortunately you're fine, otherwise..." Ming Yihan's chin was placed on Zhiyan's head and said in infinite fear.

God knew how painful it was when she was injured. The moment the mouth of blood was spurted out, his blood was frozen, and a dull pain came from his heart, suffocating as if he was about to die in the next second.

At that moment, he, who had always been fearless, felt a wave of fear from the depths of his soul. The great horror that was indescribable but entangled with his thoughts pierced into his mind like a stinger, and it hurt and trembled. Fortunately, his smoke was unhindered.

Ming Yihan held his arms tighter and harder, and he felt more and more painful. Zhiyan frowned, and his whole heart was on the man in front of him because she felt his body trembling, his voice trembling, and even his whole body and soul trembled.

The dignified Emperor of the Demon Realm and the bloodthirsty and cruel Lord of the Demon Realm actually showed such a fragile side in front of her.

Zhiyan's heart became extremely soft and soft. Her eyes as clear as water were filled with care at this time. Her little hand gently stroked Ming Yihan's cheeks, and her heart was filled with heart.

It’s not fragile, but caring. It’s because he cares about himself that he shows such an expression. But it turns out that she has become an indispensable part of his life without realizing it. Isn’t he the same in her heart?

Zhiyan suddenly laughed, smiling gracefully and elegantly, and smiling innocently. She leaned over her head and covered her red lips with dark Yihan.

The moment the lips touched, Ming Yihan woke up from his own blame, changed from passive to active, and tasted the thin lips freely on her mouth.

Gradually, the intensity increased, with a certain cathartic meaning, and it seemed to be lost and regained. I wanted to use this to prove it.

Zhiyan responded enthusiastically, her lips wanted to stick to each other, and she blended with each other, and was lingering. Ming Yihan's big tongue slid in, hooked Zhiyan's lilac tongue, tangled and danced, sucking each other's fragrance. After a long time, the two stopped from their passion, and Zhiyan lay on Ming Yihan's shoulder and gasped slightly.

Ten minutes later, Ming Yihan hugged Zhiyan out of the room and found a seat by the window on the second floor of the inn. From beginning to end, he had no intention of putting her down. Zhiyan also let him hold her. Perhaps only in this way can he alleviate some of his inner fear and anxiety.

It naturally attracted countless attention along the way. Today is the fifth day, and as usual, I should return to the Heavenly Palace.

Not long after Ming Yihan sat down with Zhiyan in his arms, Mo Ling, a guard in a black robe, walked over and sat down opposite the two of them, looking at them with deep eyes, wanting to speak but stopping.

Zhiyan leaned obediently in Ming Yihan's arms, just wanting to enjoy this moment of silence. As for other people and other things, she was not interested.

One leaned obediently and the other spoke in a doting manner. The atmosphere was indescribable. When everyone around him saw this harmonious scene, they couldn't help but look obsessed. It was not until the waiter stepped forward that he broke the atmosphere.

"A few objectives, I don't know what you want?" The waiter bowed humbly and said politely to Zhiyan and others.

Ming Yihan casually ordered a few dishes that Zhiyan liked, and as the waiter left, the surroundings became quiet again.

"Young Master Lengyan, it's time for us to go back today." Mo Ling hesitated for a long time, finally broke the silence and said.

Zhiyan's delicate and curly eyelashes shook slightly, and remained silent.

"I will send her back before tomorrow." Ming Yihan narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Mo Ling lightly, and said, his voice was magnetically cold and he could not be refused. He exuded a captivating aura all over his body, which made people tremble.

Mo Ling's pupils shrank suddenly, and the cold handsome face showed a look of fear. As early as the auction hall, he knew that the roar with soul attack came from him. At this moment, with such close contact, he felt an invisible pressure that made people breathless. This kind of oppression was even deeper than the feeling given to him by the Holy Lord.

"You go back first. If the Holy Lord blames me, I will bear the responsibility alone." Seeing Mo Ling frowning and looking embarrassed, Zhiyan spoke.

"Since that's the case, I'll leave first." Mo Ling nodded, looked at Ming Yihan in a complicated way, and stood up and left.

Zhiyan nest was in Ming Yihan's arms, enjoying his feeding. It took half an hour to eat a meal.

Finally, under Zhiyan's eyes, Ming Yihan had to carry her back to the room and explain what happened three days ago, otherwise this girl would never feel at ease.

"You mean, you have carried that breath since you were a child?" Zhiyan opened her mouth wide and looked at Ming Yihan in surprise and asked.

"To be precise, I should have carried it when I was the heir of the Demon Emperor. The growth of the Demon Emperor is related to the development and direction of the entire demon clan. The Demon Emperor in each world will have a mutual restraint that promotes its rapid growth, complementing each other, and coercing each other..."

"In other words, that's your weakness?" Zhiyan frowned, adding a hint of worry to her little face.

"It can be said that although this ball of black smoke can promote my growth, its existence is also a major hidden danger. While the demon emperor in each world has to send a lot of power to search, the purpose is to control it before it grows. Otherwise, once it becomes strong, the consequences will be unimaginable."

"Do you remember the first time we met in the Mist Mountains? In fact, many mountains in the human world have been searched by our demons, because the demonic energy that can restrain me is hidden in the cave, and this pattern is the clue...

”

Ming Yihan said, untied his clothes, revealing his abdomen, and a pattern as big as a palm was printed on the navel seat, a dark cave, with weeds growing beside it, and a pair of red eyes were hiding in it, with a faint murderous aura. The spiritual storage pill, as the name suggests, is used to accumulate spirit. After taking it, it can open up a sea of ​​qi in the body, absorbing the spiritual energy around the body at all times. In modern terms, it is a plug-in. Even if you eat and sleep, it will automatically absorb the spiritual energy around you, gathering less and becoming more. Over time, the difference can be imagined.

Such a spirit-gathering pill is more attractive than the Fire Snake Fruit just now. The big family of spiritists on the field is full of jealousy and is looking forward to taking such a top-quality pill into the bag, especially for those big families.

The Netherworld Continent has always been the supreme power of the strong, and a strong man can revitalize a generation of families. If these families have too much power disparity, they will definitely be replaced by other families. This result is not what they want to see.

It's okay that the Fire Snake Fruit was bought by their unknown mysterious people, but this spiritual pill that can change the fate of the family must not fall into the hands of others. For the long-term family, they will get it no matter how they do.

"Four thousand seven million gold coins." The voice came from the No. 13 lounge.

"Five million gold coins..."

...

There was fierce bidding outside, and inside the Supreme Name, Ming Yihan's sword eyebrows were frowning, his snow-like jade face was covered with crimson red, his pupils were dark and so dark that he could not see the color, but he could clearly sense the violent fluctuations brewing inside. His snow-white body could not cover up the evil aura. A monster slowly woke up, struggling as if he was about to get out of the cage.

Zhiyan's little hand slid down from his chest, teasing her as much as possible, landing on his flat abdomen. Suddenly, Zhiyan's little hand shrank suddenly, and her delicate and tender cheeks rose in horror, and she looked at Ming Yihan in shock.

It would be fine if I didn't look at it, but I was shocked when I saw it. Sweat was blown away by Ming Yihan's forehead, and a layer of black purple was dyed on his fair and handsome face. Widths of black smoke floated out of his body. A sensational aura suddenly pressed up and pounced towards Zhiyan's storefront.

He was shocked and Zhiyan suddenly felt like his soul was being absorbed. Ming Yihan's dark eyes suddenly showed a hint of clarity. Just as the black air was about to attack Zhiyan, he shouted loudly, and the sound was like thunder. The majestic momentum directly hit the unformed black smoke, shattering it.

The sudden roar caused the entire venue to fall into silence, and everyone became petrified, their minds were blank for a moment, and waves came from the depths of their souls.

Wow, everyone was in a panic and suddenly burst into flames. Everyone's eyes turned to the Supreme Name again, each with fear, his eyes full of exploration and curiosity.

"What's going on? What's going on? What happened just now?" A mercenary came back to his senses from the daze and asked his companions excitedly and surprised.

"Huh, the strong man, the absolute strong man, the voice just now, if you guessed it well, it should be the legendary soul attack."

"Yes, it's just a soul attack, no, that kind of roaring soul attack is only effective at close range. Is something happening to the Supreme? "

...

Wawa, the field was uneasy, and all my mind was attracted by the roar. More people were eager to know who the strong man who could launch the legendary soul attack was.

The mercenaries in the field looked up, stretched their necks, and looked excitedly and respectfully.

The host on the stage was also shocked and looked in surprise. The three masters in the venue rushed to the lounge as soon as they heard the roar. In any case, he could not allow any accidents to happen. The guests of the Supreme Number are of extremely important significance to them. If something happens in their auction hall, the consequences will be unimaginable, not to mention that the young boy has a special identity...
To be continued...