Main text Chapter 479: Holy Light Plaza (Part 3)

The golden light just appeared, and the golden box moved, then turned into a white light and disappeared in the holy light.

"Damn..." The Pale Dragon couldn't help cursing, and at the same time he regretted it very much. If he had come to the Holy Light Square at the beginning, then there wouldn't be three earl's thrones being fed to three pigs that he didn't even know! If he hadn't given them, there wouldn't be no earl's throne to shoot now!

What about now?

The last earl's throne was collected mercilessly by the Vatican! Who can you reason with?

Before King Corvinus wakes up, can you reason with the living Pope?

"FUCK..." Bloody Moon also cursed in a low voice. All the earls at the scene watched the box fly away with fiery eyes. Only the real top European and American combat forces like them dared to defy the gods in the Holy Light Square.

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

Because... a faint sound floated up from all around. And... it got louder and louder! It got clearer and clearer!

"In our right hands, we hold a dagger and poison..."

"In our left hands, we hold thirty taels of silver and a thick rope..."

"Who are we?"

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

It was as if an invisible choir stood around them, and the sound floated. An earl finally couldn't help wondering: "Why... the earl's throne has flown away..."

"No..." The elderly monk next to him was stunned: "This, this is a holy song... It's a holy song!"

"This does not belong to the golden box, but the holy song of the emerald box!"

Ansas has already gasped, and his eyes are looking at the emerald box with an extremely hot look.

What is in it? !

Holy song! The holy song appears!

"Mine... must be from our Tagule family!" He clenched his fists tightly, and a blush flashed across his pale face: "Holy Singing... once every thirty-two years on average. If we hold this thing, the Tagule family will definitely move to a higher level! He can only be in the hands of the Tagule family!"

"Two works... one... Holy Light, one... Holy Singing?!" Donnao bit his lips, feeling powerless.

How old is this kid?

No more than fifty years of bone age, can he really do this?

Other great spiritualists who have made holy singing works are all over a hundred years old. Even for most great spiritualists, holy singing is their peak. He is the only one who has obtained the Holy Shadow!

"Monster..." The woman among the great spiritualists didn't know what to say. Pursing her lips, she sighed and looked at Xu Yangyi's suspended room.

"My decades of hard work are not as good as others' works in one day..." Another great spiritualist was also quite emotional, but just as he was about to turn his head, he suddenly stood up in disbelief!

"This is..." "Oh my god..." "No, could it be, this is..." "This is impossible...once in a hundred years...this is once in a hundred years!" "MYGOD...Oh, I'm a werewolf...I shouldn't say this word at all..." "I can't believe it...did I see it wrong?"

Swish, swish, swish!

All the marquises stood up at the same time, looking at the main stage in astonishment, but dared not say a word.

There was a low noise, but they didn't dare to burst out, just like someone buried the crazy excitement in their chest.

For fear that once they shouted out, they would break the magnificence here.

The holy singing... is changing!

The voice became louder and louder, but as the sound of the holy singing grew louder, the stones on the entire ground began to "crack" and fluctuate!

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

He was too familiar with this scene, because it was the glory of his life!

"Boom!" At some point, the entire Holy Light Square, the ground had been ignited with raging flames. These flames did not hurt people, nor did they feel hot. However... it is the sacred white color!

"This is..." Bloody Moon and Pale Dragon stared at the main stage at the same time, and said two words at the same time: "Holy Shadow..."

"Holy Shadow-level spiritual medicine!"

Holy singing... is just the prelude to Holy Shadow!

The scene was very quiet, because most people were stunned. Their voices were not small, and they resounded in everyone's ears.

"Is this... Holy Shadow?" An earl monk muttered to himself: "No way... Holy Light, I, I have also seen the video, Holy Shadow... How is this possible... Doesn't it appear once a hundred years?"

"It's really Holy Shadow!" The white-haired old man of the Covenus family had red eyes: "What is in that jade box! It turned out to be the highest-level Holy Shadow work!"

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

As if... the entire hall had become a staircase, and they were at the bottom of the staircase. The silver-white flame burned up along the staircase, lighting up the top.

At the top, there stood a man in a white robe, with golden hair, not very tall, but his back made people feel that they dared not look at him at all. Just one look would make the body and mind collapse.

He stood in the fire, but it seemed like he was standing in the sky. A glimpse of his back finally disappeared.

"Brush..." A golden light spread from the place where the back figure disappeared. In an instant, wild flowers and vines climbed out from every corner of the Holy Light Square and placed themselves gently on the windows and vaults. In less than a minute, everyone was covered with green. sea ​​of ​​flowers.

The scene was completely silent.

Xu Yangyi looked at all this deeply for a long time and sighed: "Creating something from nothing, is this the power of Nascent Soul?"

"There are actually 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 hoarse with a hint of dejection: "Mr. X...congratulations..."

"Europe and America, the Second Holy Shadow, is your work."

"Please accept this supreme honor. From today on, you are not only a great spiritual master. You are also one of the strongest among the great spiritual masters."

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

The holy shadow appears...

How can this be! In Europe and the United States, only Donnaou has reached the Holy Shadow! Who among the others is not holding back his energy to fight for the second chance to become the Holy Shadow? However……

It's impossible...

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

It was like a bucket of snow poured over their hearts.

"Congratulations." The woman sighed, with an indescribable loneliness in her voice, and bowed deeply: "Excellent technique...flawless formula...Mr. X, congratulations."

"Congratulations! Mr.

An insincere congratulation was spoken from four extremely reluctant faces. They never imagined that the second Holy Shadow they had been fighting for for so long would be snatched away by a great spiritualist they had never heard of. Even... this person was only identified dozens of minutes ago. Of the great spiritualist.

"Thank you." Xu Yangyi smiled.

He understood the mood of these four people.

It's like being cheated and suddenly being cut off. How can outsiders know how aggrieved and depressed one is?

"Yuge." He said calmly.

"Ah? Oh...yes! Yes! Yuge is at your service wholeheartedly! I'm here!" Yuge was woken up by Xu Yangyi's shout and almost jumped up. The excitement in his heart almost broke through his chest!

A holy shadow-level auction!

And this time he was the auctioneer!

C'Thun in the audience almost vomited blood and stared at Yug like a cannibal.

"Now, now..." No matter how good Yuge's professionalism was, he couldn't help but stutter at this moment. He stepped forward, not daring to touch the emerald box at all, and said in a trembling voice: "Dear distinguished guests, we, also , please also ask Your Excellency X to explain what this is..."

"No need." A voice that ignited a fire came indifferently. The pale dragon crossed his fingers and said in an extremely cautious voice: "Five million medium-grade spiritual stones."

"Whatever's inside. I, the Corvinus family, want it."

"Eight hundred thousand." Bloody Moon turned her head and looked at the other party without emotion. Two months later, maybe this little thing can keep the seed alive. He will never let it go.

"Nine hundred thousand."

"Haha..." Bloody Moon sneered twice: "Is the Covinas family so stingy that they keep adding more money?"

"Or are you too greedy and just want to buy the art of singing? Don't forget, the final transaction price of Mr. Donnaou's famous work was 3.4 million for middle-grade spiritual consciousness. And it was only 5 ml.”

He glanced at the room where Xu Yangyi was sitting calmly: "Have we been suppressed by our Tagule family so much that we no longer have any training supplies? How can you afford to support a great spiritual master like this?"

"one million."

"It's begun..." No one spoke again, they just looked at the Bloody Moon and the Pale Dragon with burning eyes.

In front of Shengying's works, Half-Step Dagong didn't even have the chance to bid.

"Haha, the Tagule family wants to suppress the Covinas family? You also think too highly of bats." The pale dragon showed no fear at all: "The Covinas family's treasures have piled up for centuries, so I'm afraid of you. Can’t afford it. One and a half million.”

"Two million."

"Two and a half million."

"three million."

The sound of three million made both of them stunned. Then, they all looked at the person bidding.

It was a young man. The spiritual energy on his body is not as strong as the two of them, but he is still in the later stage of the Marquis.

However, on his chest are the emblems of spear and shield!

"The Tirasong family?" Bloody Moon's eyes flickered and she said with a smile: "It turns out that we are friends of the Tirasong family. I didn't expect you to come to join in the fun."

"I just happen to know this." The young man said unhurriedly: "Both families have great spiritual masters. How about giving this work to us? The Tirasong family will remember this Affection."

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

"The work of the Holy Shadow is a once-in-a-hundred-year experience. If it's the Holy Singing or the Holy Light, I can let it go, but I can't do it with the Holy Shadow!"

"Three million and one million!"