High-Level Fantasy, Cut Off The Opportunity of the Protagonist at the Start

From Wang Yi's words.

An inexplicable and absurd guess suddenly appeared in Lin Ziang's mind.

Could it be that the chairman of this Apocalypse Auction House knows what will happen to him in the future?

There are thousands of ways in this world, and among the three thousand avenues, there are several avenues that can deduce the secrets of heaven.

It is not unusual for someone with a high level of cultivation to have the ability to see the secrets of heaven.

So Lin Ziang couldn't help but doubt.

Does the mysterious president standing behind the Apocalypse Auction House have such a skill that he can deduce the secret of heaven?

certainly.

This is just an inexplicable guess that suddenly emerged in Lin Ziang's mind.

As for the truth of the matter, Lin Ziang himself is not very clear.

Wang Yi on the side looked at Lin Ziang who was lost in thought.

He opened his mouth carefully.

"I don't know what the Lord Saint Son is thinking about?"

"I promise!"

Lin Ziang replied lightly.

"As for what you promised, please tell your president, as long as I can do it, I will do it with all my heart!

"Yes! 35

Wang Yi cupped his hands with a smile on his face.

"Then I'll go back and return to my life first, I believe that Lord Holy Son will soon see the actions of our Apocalypse Auction House!

"I am waiting!"

"Haha, the Holy Son and the two Patriarchs will not be disappointed!"

Wang Yi left the courtyard with a smile.

After the latter figure completely disappeared in front of several people.

Zhang Long and Li Cheng who were on the side immediately gathered around and asked impatiently.

"Lord Holy Son, is it that the arrangement you just said was to invite the people from the Apocalypse Auction House to take action?! 35

Seeing the excited expressions on their faces, Lin Ziang nodded slightly.

"Great!"

Li Cheng rubbed his hands with a smile on his face.

"Now our Li family should have hope to return to the outer city!

Zhang Long was also excited.

"Our Zhang family's crisis can definitely be resolved! 39

As a monk in Cloud City.

Zhang Long and Li Cheng are very aware of the power of Apocalypse Auction House.

Even if all the families in the inner city join forces, they may not be the opponents of the Apocalypse Auction House!

in a sense.

Apocalypse Auction House can be regarded as the first family in Yunzhong City!

inner city.

Apocalypse Auction House.

Wang Yi came to a hall, surrounded by dazzling spiritual treasures.

If ordinary people come here, the horror will be jaw-dropping.

One of these spiritual treasures can be taken out at will, and the value is in the tens of thousands of high-grade spiritual stones!

Such a terrifying collection is not much better than the general large-scale forces!

and this.

In the Apocalypse Auction House, it is just a relatively ordinary secret room.

Wang Yi did not look sideways, and went straight through the hall.

Come to a circular round altar.

On the round altar, a mysterious pattern is engraved.

In the surrounding space, there were continuous bursts of rhythm, and the rich law aura permeated the entire array pattern.

I saw Wang Yi slowly take out a jade card from his arms and place it at the core of the pattern.

hum!

With a dull sound.

An arch suddenly appeared on the round altar, in which the smoke and clouds circulated, and the scene behind the door could not be seen clearly.

Wang Yi walked into the arch with a calm face, and the scenery in front of him changed instantly.

A magnificent palace appeared in front of Wang Yi.

Temple door.

When the two black armored guards saw Wang Yi, they hurriedly bowed.

"Mr. Wang, the president is already waiting for you in the middle hall"!"

"I see!

Wang Yi nodded lightly and walked directly into the hall.

After a while, he came to the center of the hall.

at this time.

A young man wearing a blue-green Taoist robe is sitting high in the main seat, holding a gossip disk, and his fingertips seem to be fiddling with something on the gossip disk.

The man's eyes seemed to have cloud waves flowing, giving people a strange feeling that he couldn't tell the truth.

This person is the current president of Apocalypse Auction House—Xin Sheng!

The king did not dare to slack off when he heard the statement, and hurriedly leaned over and said.

"President, the Son of Heaven has already agreed!

Hear what Wang Yi said.

Xin Sheng's eyes were flat, as if he had expected this result for a long time.

I saw that he stretched out a finger, and the fingertip slowly pressed down toward the center of the Bagua Pan.

all of a sudden.

Countless fine threads suddenly appeared on the gossip plate.

Every thread seems to be intertwined in the void, giving people a sense of elusiveness.

Wang Yi just glanced at it, and suddenly felt as if he was thrown into the endless void, insignificant and powerless.

The whole body's spiritual power seems to be drained out at this moment!

This sudden feeling made Wang Yi terrified.

So he quickly turned his eyes away from the gossip plate, and didn't dare to look up again!

Seeing Wang Yi's strangeness, Xin Sheng said lightly.

"The monks in this world have their own paths to follow, and this numerology is under the control of this world!

"If ordinary people want to gain insight into even the slightest bit of mystery, they will have to pay an extremely terrifying price!

"If you just kept your eyes on for a while longer, Dao Ji will be counterattacked by this force invisibly!

heard.

Wang Yi was terrified and hurriedly cupped his hands.

"Thank you, President, for the reminder!""

Xin Sheng put his eyes on the gossip plate in his hand again, as if he wanted to find something from the fine threads in front of him.

But no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't get the results he wanted.

As time goes by.

Xin Sheng couldn't help frowning, and there was a hint of unwillingness in his eyes.

But soon, his eyes returned to dullness.

'I thought that my calculation of heaven's secrets could surpass anyone in the world, there should be no one in this world who I can't understand the slightest numerology!

"I didn't expect that this time in Zhongzhou, there would appear out of thin air a arrogant genius whose destiny was all attributed to nothingness!

As Xin Sheng spoke, he tapped his fingertips toward the center of the Bagua Pan.

With a flash of light emerged.

All the thin lines on the gossip plate disappeared, and the sense of nothingness that originally lingered in the surrounding space also dissipated instantly.

Looking at Xin Sheng's slightly indifferent face, Wang Yi asked tentatively.

"The person the president said should be the Lin Shengzi of Tianzong, right?"

"It's him!"

Xin Sheng nodded slightly.

"It's strange to say, since this person became famous among the various immortal Taoist traditions in Zhongzhou, I discovered that this life is actually the golden age of Zhongzhou!

"According to the divination of the Eight Trigrams of the Mandate of Heaven, I was lucky (Nuo Li Zhao) to spy on a corner of the future. The existence of Lin Ziang seems to be a signal that the golden age is coming!"

"In the near future, there will be genius monks with all kinds of extraordinary means in Zhongzhou!"

"Among them, there are geniuses who came from the immortal lineage, and there are monsters who rise from the end!

"It's going to be a very exciting time, and it's going to be a very cruel time!"

"Because the emergence of the Great Golden World often marks the birth of the Great Emperor, only the strongest existence among the arrogances will have the opportunity to win the Great Emperor's Dao Fruit and achieve the invincible position!"

Speaking of which.

There was a hint of excitement in Xin Sheng's eyes.

"I think it's been a long time since my Lingwu Continent produced a great emperor!

"If someone in this life achieves the Great Emperor Realm, we will have the opportunity to break the barriers of the upper realm and pursue the legendary immortal way!"5