Three seconds later.

The metal mask monk walked to the high platform and completed the handover with the charming female monk.

The female cultivator in the cage was directly put into the spirit beast bag by the man with metal mask.

This is also another function in the spirit beast bag. Unfortunately, monks cannot stay in the spirit beast bag for many years, and can only stay for ten days and half a month at most.

Moreover, no living organism that is taken in can have any sense of resistance, otherwise it cannot be taken into the spirit beast bag.

immediately.

The man with metal mask returned to his seat with a swagger and calmly continued to participate in the auction.

After the fierce competition just now, the atmosphere had been completely mobilized.

Next are a few low-quality and medium-quality treasures.

On the high platform, the female cultivator with a concave figure, saw the man with a metal mask sitting down and spoke again:

"Next, this auction, the last auction item, the best treasure artifact, the Divine Moon Ring."

"The Divine Moon Ring is made of the main spiritual ore of Moon Crystal, and is supplemented by many spiritual materials."

"The main spirit ore moon crystal stone is not only a spiritual material for refining magic weapons, but also a rare treasure among the third-level spirit ore."

"The treasures made from this spiritual material not only have extremely powerful power, but also have only a handful of treasures that can compete with one of the best treasures."

"Having this multi-purpose top-quality treasure is equivalent to having two top-quality treasures at the same time."

"Among the best treasures, the Divine Moon Ring is also a rare treasure."

"After the explanation from my family, I believe that all monks should also know the preciousness of this treasure."

Immediately.

On the high platform, the female cultivator wearing a Rakshasa mask placed the Divine Moon Ring on the long table and showed it to the monks present to watch.

After the explanation of the female cultivator wearing a Rakshasa mask, the many Foundation Establishment Cultivators present were even more excited.

Especially when I saw Shen Yuehuan put it on the table, several Foundation Establishment monks couldn't help but stand up from the seat and looked at Shen Yuehuan with a scorching heat.

See this.

Cheng Buzheng was also very excited. Although he wanted to have it, he knew that his poverty was not the same as the spiritual stone to compete for the belonging of the Divine Moon Ring.

He could only watch those rich foundation-building monks chasing the Divine Moon Ring in front of him.

On the high platform, the female cultivator wearing a Rakshasa mask spoke without delaying it and said directly:

"This top-quality treasure artifact, the auction price is 9,500 spirit stones."

Many foundation-building monks immediately made an urgent offer from the foundation-building monks when they heard the auction price.

"I came out, nine thousand six hundred spirit stones..."

"I'll give out nine thousand eight spirit stones..."

"I pay ten thousand..."

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In the blink of an eye, the price exceeded 10,000 spirit stones.

This scene.

It also allows Cheng Buzheng to see what wealth means and what poverty means!

At the same time, I have a clear understanding of my own poverty.

Moreover, Cheng Buzheng discovered that most of the monks who bid were late-stage foundation-building cultivators, and a few were mid-stage foundation-building cultivators.

He also knew that after the auction, there would definitely be a battle between dragons and tigers. At this time, it was not the ultimate treasure and its final belonging.

Less tilt.

"I'll pay 12,000 spirit stones!"

A monk wearing a jade mask called out a jaw-dropping high price.

Cheng Buzheng looked over there and carefully sensed it. He was sure that this person was also a late-stage expert in foundation building.

Hearing such a high price, many monks on the field were silent, and then glanced at the monk and stopped bidding.

Immediately, the monk wearing jade face came directly to the platform to complete the transaction.

After the transaction is completed.

On the high platform, the female cultivator wearing a Rakshasa mask said clearly:

"Thank you fellow Taoists and seniors for your kindness in this auction, which has officially ended."

"Next, there is another song and dance, and interested fellow Taoists can continue to watch it."

"There is still one hour before the dark market is closed today. You can continue to set up stalls and trade, or you can leave freely!"

"Little girl, I won't disturb you all your fun anymore. I'm looking forward to seeing you next time."

After saying that, the female cultivator wearing a Rakshasa mask bowed deeply and walked directly to the stone gate on one side, and then disappeared on the platform.

Just as the auctioneer announced the end of the auction, several monks almost moved and walked out, including monks wearing metal masks and monks wearing jade masks.

But behind them, there were a few little tails.

Among them, the monk wearing a jade mask followed the most small tails. Almost most of the late-stage monks present followed the monk.

At the same time, Cheng Buzheng also stood up and walked out.

Along with his movements, two monks in the early stage of foundation building also stood up.

See this.

And those late-stage qi-training monks who had just stood up sat down again.

Cheng Buzheng did not have any expression on this, as if he had not noticed it.

After leaving the dark market, Cheng Buzheng kept shuttled through various alleys, changing his appearance from time to time. After several twists and turns, he came out of Demon Fire City.

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An ugly middle-aged man turned into a ray of inspiration and appeared ahead of Cheng Buzheng.

"Young man, you have good methods!"

"I actually got rid of a foundation-building cultivator. Fortunately, I had some tricks, but it's convenient for me now."

"Sold the storage bag quickly, I'll give you a good time."

"Otherwise, you can't survive or die!"

Hearing words.

Cheng Buzheng looked at the ugly middle-aged man, who was one of the two Foundation Establishment Cultivators who had followed him before.

He didn't expect that this foundation-building cultivator had such a way.

But he was not worried, but said with a smile:

"Senior, how did you find my trace? Please let me know?"

"Otherwise, I'm not willing to die."

"Speak less nonsense."

The middle-aged man with an ugly face said impatiently:

"Super the storage bag quickly."

See this.

After Cheng Buzheng didn't get his words out, he stopped delaying it.

A hundred feet away, a three-legged golden crow, nine feet tall, suddenly flashed, flapping its wings, turning into a golden stream of light, rushing towards the direction of the No. 1 puppet.

Countless flowers, plants, trees, gravel and soil along the way turned into black objects.

At the same time, Cheng Buzheng's original body was revealed outside the hundred feet.

The distance of a hundred feet is exactly the distance that Cheng Buzheng chose to attack. Most monks in the early stage of foundation building practice almost all practices that specialize in magic power, and the range of spiritual consciousness warning is about sixty feet.

For the practice of practicing magic power and the body, the range of the spiritual consciousness warning is about eighty feet, while the practice of practicing magic power and the soul, the range of the spiritual consciousness warning is about ninety feet.

But Cheng Buzheng is a fellow practitioner of the three. His spiritual consciousness is extremely powerful, and his warning range is a radius of one hundred feet. The consumption of the spiritual consciousness warning range is just within his tolerance range, which is enough to ensure that he is at the peak at any time.

If his spiritual sense had all his strength to search in one direction, it would be a hundred times the warning range, which was 100,000 feet long.

This is also because the more exquisite the technique is, the stronger its strength becomes. It not only has the upper hand in one aspect, but also has a crushing force in all aspects.

In an instant.

The middle-aged monk with an ugly face sensed the huge wave of spiritual energy not far away. Without thinking, he directly sacrificed a shield to block him.

Next, he was about to take another move, and the golden stream of light had already appeared in front of him.

"Bang!"
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