"This inverse star talisman was personally inspected by digital masters of weapon refining, formation masters and later fellow Taoists. There will be no mistakes. Haven't it been activated yet? You should all know its effectiveness." The old cultivator of the Sun True Palace frowned and looked at the strange cultivator, and then added: "This sect can guarantee that this inverse star talisman is absolutely not false!"

The strange monk stretched his waist when he heard this, and then whispered, and said calmly: "Of course there is no problem with the anti-star talisman. What I need to check is the quality of the incense head of the demon-spotting fragrance."

"Oh, just this incense head? Don't you need the anti-star talisman?" The old monk from the Sun True Palace spoke unexpectedly.

"Of course!" The strange monk simply nodded abnormally.

"Okay, fellow Taoist just come forward to check!" The old monk Cang from the Sun True Palace took a silent step back and gave a passage for the strange monk.

The strange monk did not hesitate, raised his foot gently, jumped to the auction table, sucked the inch-long incense head into his hand, and turned it over and found out, and the joy on his face became more and more.

Holding the incense head, the strange monk seemed to be unable to help but feel excited. He actually burst into laughter. The laughter spread throughout the venue, but he still kept not caring about things like losing his composure or embarrassment.

"Fellow Daoist can detect it. Can this demon-tempting incense meet your requirements? If it meets the requirements, please ask the fellow Taoist to take out enough spirit stones or precious enough spiritual objects to let this sect know that the fellow Taoist has the ability to continue auctioning!" The old monk of the Sun True Palace spoke slowly, "If the fellow Taoist is afraid of wealth being exposed, you can only prove it to me!"

The strange monk shook his head and flipped it gently, and the incense head on his hand disappeared. I don’t know if it was put into the storage bag or into the sleeve. In short, he put it away, without paying for the auction of the spirit stones.

Seeing this, the old cultivator Cang's face shook slightly, and there was a hint of coldness in his eyes. He spoke seriously: "What does this mean by fellow Taoist? The auction has not ended yet, why did fellow Taoist take away the spiritual incense? Fellow Daoist quickly, or take out ten million spirit stones, otherwise this sect will regard fellow Taoist as a troublemaker!"

"You low-class slaves are really interesting. You still can't tell that I don't have spirit stones, are you just making a random bid?" The strange monk laughed, put his hands behind him, and was extremely calm.

"What do you mean?" The monk from the Sun True Palace suddenly turned cold and spoke in a deep voice. At the same time, the magic power on his body had already fluctuated faintly. At the same time, several other monks in the Nascent Soul stage who were in the market leaned over faintly.

"Of course I snatched it!" The strange monk smiled, and then the surging demonic energy suddenly burst out, and a powerful force that was stronger than the great monk instantly pressed on the stone platform of the entire auction.

As soon as this scene appeared, the faces of hundreds of Yuanying stages floating in the air in the distance were full of absurdity. Many people thought they had heard it wrong and forcing the auction to force the big auction. How dare this person?

Let’s talk about the powerful formations around the auction venue, let’s talk about the five Nascent Soul Stages that came to the Sun Zhen Palace to press the formation. Except for the old cultivators Cang, the other four are the best in the middle stages. They join forces together, and even the top cultivators like the Seventh Uncle of Zhao State must temporarily avoid the edge.

Moreover, there were more than 100 Nascent Soul Stage monks present at the auction. The Sun True Palace raised his arms and shouted. Even if it was not attacked in groups, at least twenty or thirty Nascent Soul Stage could come out to help.

The great monks dare not rob the auction, as it will inevitably be without a return. Even the legendary old monsters in the God Transformation Stage cannot break in and out at will. After meeting dozens of Yuanying Stages, they can only temporarily retreat. Although they will not lose, they will never win in front of each other.

After sensing the demonic energy on the strange monk's body, Han Ming, who was watching the show, suddenly turned cold. In addition, he was shocked, and there was a faint murderous intent in his eyes that looked at the strange monk. The old demon was not dead, and he was at the level of a great monk. Wasn't he still at the ninth level before?

"Great Cultivator!" The old cultivator of the Sun True Palace felt the surging demonic energy and vast aura on the strange cultivator. He was very surprised, but then he sneered: "It turns out that it is the late stage of cultivation. No wonder he dared to force the auction of this sect, but this is far from enough!"

"Inspire the formation, kill without mercy, dare to rob the auction of this sect. No matter you have a great origin, don't think of leaving alive today!" The old monk from the Sun True Palace shouted in a deep voice, then suddenly stepped forward, and a surge of magic power came out, approaching the strange monk.

Several other monks of the Sun True Palace took a step back and inspired the formation that could trap the great monks. At the same time, they were ready to come forward to siege the strange monks with the old monks. They were full of confidence and were sure to win, but they did not invite more than a hundred Nascent Soul stages to take action not far away.

"Haha, I got the spirit thing, I am too lazy to play with you little guys, so I'm leaving!" The strange monk looked at the old monk and the power of the formation that was surging around him, and he didn't care at all.

The strange monk pinched his robe with one hand, and his robe instantly burst out, revealing his body covered with patterns. The black array patterns intertwined together, like bursting blue veins, the size of earthworms, densely packed.

The black array patterns kept flickering, and special waves spread faintly.

"No, it's the spiritual formation pattern. He is going to teleport away. Stop him!" After the old monk saw the dense black formation pattern on the strange monk's body, he immediately showed a look of shock and quickly shouted and said.

"Catch it!" The old monk raised his hands, and a golden eagle claw of five or six feet in size appeared out of thin air on the head of the strange monk, and smashed it at the strange monk with a terrifying squeeze force.

At this time, the strange monk just grinned. Since he dared to take action, how could he not have prepared to block the old monk? He raised his hand gently, and eight black corpse demon aura surged out of his body, entangled with each other and turned into a shield with pure black demon aura flowing.

With a loud "Boom!", the golden eagle claws hit the black demonic shield hard, causing the entire hall to tremble three times. Most of the bluestones below shattered, and smoke and dust rose.

Several strong winds blew, and the smoke and dust around them dissipated, revealing the strange monk with a sneering look inside. Under the blow of the old monk, it was unscathed and did not even move: "I, the eight-sect concentric shield, don't say that you are a late-stage Nascent Soul, even if you add two more, you can't break it within ten breaths!"

Seeing this, the old monk was full of solemnity. Although the attack was a hasty move, it was his famous skill. He used 70% of his strength. The ninth-level monster under one claw could be caught and smashed, but it did not break a thin layer of shield.

The old monk knew that the weird monk might not have exaggerated the power of the shield. This shield could really last ten breaths under the great monks, and only ten breaths existed. After ten breaths, even if no one attacked him, he would dissipate.

In an emergency, the old monk had no time to think too much and shouted in a deep voice: "Let's take action together, don't let him escape. Junior Brother Mo activates the interference power of the formation to cut off his teleportation!" Although he knew that it was very likely that he could not stop the North Korean Ming from here.

The spiritual array pattern is a rare and abnormal magic skill in ancient times. It uses itself as the array plate of the teleportation array, which consumes a certain amount of flesh and blood and essence to achieve the effect of transmission. Although the transmission distance is not necessarily too far, some are even only more than a hundred miles, the transmission power is strong and it is almost impossible to be disturbed!

Under the leadership of the old monk, several magic weapons, ancient treasures and spells from the Nascent Soul stage attacked the black shields on the outer edge of the strange monk, but they were useless at all, and they did not even arouse any ripple.

The so-called Bazi Concentric Shield has no solution within ten breaths!

Seeing the strange monk in the shield with a smug smile on his face, he was so arrogant, but he was helpless. The old monk was a little distracted in an instant. He knew that this time, the Sun Palace was so embarrassing. He looked at the public and was robbed of spiritual objects in broad daylight. It was unbelievable to say it.

But it must be that the only thing that was stolen was an insignificant incense head, which was just an auction item of the Ink Star Talisman. If the Ink Star Talisman, a treasure worth millions of spirit stones, was taken away, then their Sun Real Palace would be in great trouble. Not only did they not make any profit when hosting a large auction, they would have to draw a large amount of spirit stones to compensate the Seventh Uncle of Zhao.

My heart was in a mess. The old monk saw the strange monk's figure gradually blurring and was about to teleport away, but he could only stare at him and could not do anything!

But at this moment, a black figure suddenly appeared behind the strange monk at some point. He held a pure golden wide sword in his hands, raised it above his head, and slashed down at the eight sons' concentric shield.

The strange monk had already sensed this mid-stage Nascent Soul monk who came down from the stage, but he didn't care too much. He was not even afraid of the great monk, so how could he worry about an intermediate-stage monk affecting it?

Moreover, even if it wants to use any means, it is impossible. The power of the Bazi Concentric Shield is so powerful that it cannot be without disadvantages. It has a fatal disadvantage, that is, it not only isolates external attacks, but also blocks internal attacks from outside.

With Bazi's concentric shield blocking it, the strange monk was unable to fight back at all, and could only wait for himself to be teleported away.

Looking at the golden giant sword that was slashing down, a sneer flashed in the eyes of the strange monk. The Eight-Son Concentric Shield is completely unsolvable for the Nascent Soul Stage. Even if it comes from the God Transformation Stage, it must at least be able to break it with an aggressive spiritual treasure. It is not possible to rely solely on magic power. You have to wait for ten breaths of Eight-Son Concentric Shield to disperse by itself.

The strange monk expected that the golden giant sword would be bounced away by the shield, but this scene did not happen. When the golden giant sword was about to fall on the shield, it suddenly vibrated at a strange frequency, and then slashed hard on the eightzi concentric shield.

"It's you! The Demon Dragon Blade!" The strange monk screamed like a rabbit with his tail stepped on, his face full of horror. He would never forget the strange trembling power of the Demon Dragon Blade. It was also an unsolvable means, and everything could be destroyed.

The black figure responded to the strange cultivator's strange scream. He sneered, swung his hands directly, and slashed hard on the Bazi Concentric Shield. The next moment, the Bazi Concentric Shield actually trembled at a strange frequency.

"Peng!" Just a moment when the golden giant sword was blocked, the eight-son concentric shield exploded and turned into a black mist of smoke.

The golden giant sword showed no mercy and did not diminish its momentum, and it slashed down fiercely at the strange monk.

"Ah!" The strange monk screamed, and before he could resist, he was slashed on his right shoulder.

In just a moment, the moment the golden giant sword cut the skin of the strange monk, the flesh and blood on the strange monk's body turned into blood and rushed towards the golden giant sword.

He opened his mouth and swallowed the golden giant sword back into his mouth. The black figure stared at half of the head in front of him, a pile of broken bones in half of the sternum, and his brows frowned slightly. This old devil is worthy of being alive for so many years. He is so old that he is so hard to kill, and he let it escape again, although it is only half of the bones, about 40% of the flesh and blood, and 60% of the soul.

"It's cruel enough, the gecko's tail was broken!" The black figure muttered.

Most of the Nascent Soul cultivators in the stands stood up, looking at this side without blinking, their faces full of shock and suspicion.

They could see clearly just now that the great monks of the Sun True Palace joined forces with several mid-stage monks to break the eight-son concentric shield, which was not broken by the black-robed monkey-faced masked monkey, were cut open with one sword. The strange monk who was comparable to the great monk was even seriously injured by a sword, and only half of his body escaped. Whether he could survive was still a matter of two.

And what was the strange monk's yelling at the Demon Dragon Blade? Could it be that the Demon Dragon Blade is really the most treasure of the Demon Dragon Blade, the golden long sword? This is very likely. After all, at the last moment, the golden long sword instantly swallowed the flesh and blood of the strange monk, which is extremely similar to the legendary Demon Dragon Blade's terrifying characteristics.

The old monk from the Sun True Palace came over with some unreality and stared at Han Ming, extremely polite, but his pupils were full of fear.

"Thank you for your help, but I don't know what you call me." The old monk bowed slightly and spoke politely.

This great monk in the Sun True Palace was a little confused. The Sun True Palace was the organizer of the auction. In fact, he knew the origin of most of the Nascent Soul Stages. Although they were wearing masks, the old monk did not remember such a strong figure in Zhongtu, and he had never heard of it once.

"North Korean Ming!" Han Ming bowed slightly and said with a smile.

As soon as this said, the surroundings were suddenly in an uproar. The strange monk who had taken the initiative to grab the auction before was the one who claimed to be the one who claimed to be the one who did not know how to do it. Now there is another one.

The face of the great monk from the Sun True Palace changed slightly, but he remained calm and said in a deep voice: "Dibei Han Ming! Do you think this is serious? Who was the thief before and what kind of identity is it?"
Chapter completed!