"And the ten laws in your body are even more broken, forming a trace of morality, but the laws of the last two forbidden areas have unimaginable benefits for you."

Zhuo Wen raised his brows, he didn't expect the number one mountain god to speak so solemnly at this moment, it seems that the laws in the remaining two restricted areas should be extremely unusual.

"The law in the fifth forbidden zone is the law of space, and the law in the sixth forbidden zone is the law of time; these two laws are as common as thunder, even among the warriors of the immortal saint level."

"And if you can thoroughly comprehend these two laws, the combination of the two laws will generate a little power of time and space, and this power of time and space will definitely help you unprecedentedly." The first mountain god continue.

Zhuo Wen's eyes were moved. He didn't expect that the two laws in the fifth and sixth restricted areas were actually the laws of space and the laws of time.

These two laws, even among the ranks of immortal warriors, are absolutely unique. If they can be combined with the power of time and space, their power can be comparable to or even surpass any immortal arts.

"It's a pity that I'm about to battle with God, and I don't plan to keep my Holy Body avatar in the restricted area of ??the Nineteenth Mountain to comprehend the remaining laws. I need to be sure of winning this battle."

Zhuo Wen raised his head slightly, staring at the first mountain god lightly, there was a trace of indisputability in his gaze.

Even though the number one mountain god in front of him is far superior to him in strength, he still does not stop changing his original intention.

The first mountain god took a deep look at Zhuo Wen, and said: "There is no rush, since the battle of gods is imminent, your two avatars will not keep them on the nineteenth mountain, but after your battle of gods is over, you must Come back and continue to comprehend the laws of the remaining two restricted areas."

Zhuo Wen nodded and said, "Naturally!"

When Zhuo Wen's body merged into the spiritual power clone from the Canglong Temple, his eyes burst out with extremely fiery light, and this light was naturally noticed by Xue Hui and the old man Jueshang in the box.

Especially when the two of them came into contact with Zhuo Wen's eyes, their hearts trembled, and they couldn't help but take a few steps back. Fortunately, the ray of light in Zhuo Wen's eyes only appeared for a moment, and then slowly converged, and the restless hearts of the two people eased. Calm down slowly.

"What happened just now? Brother Zhuo's eyes..."

Xue Hui and the old man Jueshang looked at each other, seeing the horror in each other's eyes. The moment they saw the gleam in Zhuo Wen's eyes just now, they felt an irresistible coercion. The coercion impressed them very deeply.

"Is the auction going to start?" Zhuo Wen asked calmly.

Xue Hui hurriedly said: "My lord, the auction will start soon! It is said that this auction is still waiting for a distinguished guest, presumably the distinguished guest should also arrive."

Through the curtain, Zhuo Wen saw an old man with gray hair standing on the auction platform below.

The old man was calm and relaxed, dressed in formal attire, with an aura of calm and prestige on his body. He stood on the auction stage, quietly waiting for something, and was not in a hurry to start the auction.

After about half a stick of incense, there was a sudden sound of footsteps coming from the stairs on the third floor, and a maid walked up the stairs slowly with two figures.

And when these two figures appeared on the third floor, they immediately attracted the attention of everyone in the box, and Zhuo Wen naturally followed the sight of everyone and landed on the two of them.

One of them was very young, with a face crown like jade, long clothes fluttering, hair like ink, a pair of amber eyes, full of elite awns, wearing a green shirt and long coat, extremely chic and suave.

The other person is a middle-aged man, dressed in black, expressionless, silent, like an iron tower, standing quietly behind the young man, like the most loyal bodyguard.

Zhuo Wen's eyes fell on the young man, and he narrowed his eyes slowly. The aura of this young man was only about mid-earth immortality, but for some reason, it gave Zhuo Wen a dangerous feeling, which he didn't have in Lei Qingtian, Jiang Zuomei and Feng Ruji felt it in their bodies.

And the aura of the expressionless middle-aged man behind the young man made Zhuo Wen unable to see through it. He guessed that the middle-aged man might be at least a celestial being.

It may not be easy for this young man to be able to let the celestial being follow behind him like a follower.

"Yuan Hongwen, son of God from heaven? This son has indeed come, and it seems that he will be the last distinguished guest waiting this time."

In the private room, one after another spiritual consciousness was derived and landed on the two people who had just entered the third floor, and soon there were voices of surprised discussions.

Yuan Hongwen glanced around, especially when he felt the condensed spiritual consciousness around him, he snorted coldly, and the middle-aged man behind him stomped his right foot. Suddenly, an invisible wave of air spread, and then those condensed The spiritual consciousness was directly blocked and separated by the air wave.

And muffled groans suddenly came from the surrounding boxes. Obviously, apart from the heavenly immortals, many people were backlashed by the divine sense that blocked them.

"It's really overbearing!"

Zhuo Wen's eyes flashed brightly, and at the moment when his spiritual consciousness rebounded, wisps of Taoism filled his eyes, and then the rebounded spiritual consciousness collapsed directly.

"Um?"

Yuan Hongwen raised his brows, raised his head as if aware of it, and landed on Zhuo Wen's box with a slightly proud gaze.

With Yuan Hongwen's power of observation, he searched all the powerful people in these boxes the moment he entered the third floor, and Zhuo Wen's box was the one he cared least about.

Because in his previous investigation, among the three people in this box, two were early-stage earth immortals, and the third was an insignificant half-immortal.

But it was that insignificant half-immortal who could easily disintegrate the rebounded divine consciousness, which was even easier than ordinary late-stage earth immortal warriors.

Of course, Yuan Hongwen's eyes only stayed in Zhuo Wen's box for a while, and then looked away.

The old man who was standing on the auction stage looked at Yuan Hongwen and the two with a blazing gaze, and said with a slight smile, "The auction is about to start, Mr. Yuan, please wait in the private room for a while."

Yuan Hongwen nodded, and immediately said: "I wonder if Miss Ji has come? Today, Yuan brought the ancient panacea that Miss Ji has always wanted to trade with her." JrNovels.com