Seeing his attack blocked, Yang Qinyuan did not show the slightest trace of panic on his face.
After all, his opponent was the strongest demon emperor in the world today. If she didn't even have this much skill, how could she possibly sit in the position of the Demon League's leader?
Just as Yang Qinyuan was about to retract his three-pointed double-edged spear, Tushan Honghong launched another offensive.
Her figure flashed like a ghost, instantly closing in on Yang Qinyuan, her right fist whistling through the air as it smashed toward Yang Qinyuan's chest with the momentum of Mount Tai pressing down.
Her heart began to beat wildly, and her left hand involuntarily brushed against the storage bracelet on her right hand. At such a frantic auction, these people were simply spending middle-grade spirit stones as if they were low-grade ones. It seemed that today, if she wanted to compete with them for that mysterious ice coffin that had been hyped up like a divine object, the middle-grade spirit stones in her hands might not be enough.
Although this spaceship looked massive, to a race capable of crossing the universe and boasting a history of tens of thousands of years, it was definitely nothing impressive in terms of combat power. Most likely, it was merely an exploration vessel tasked with pioneering missions.
Chapter 184