"That's not right!" This was the first thought in Lei Hanzhu's heart when the Burning Forging Sky Hammer hit the opponent's chest. The touch was transmitted along the Scorching Forging Hammer to Lei Hanzhu's hand, and there was no feeling of hitting the opponent's body at all, even if the other party had a deep internal force, completely isolating the blow of the Burning Forging Hammer, it was impossible for this texture. It felt like hitting a shield, so indestructible, and his eyes shifted from the Scorching Hammer to the masked man's chest. The black cloth that had been torn to pieces by the powerful internal force flew up, but before they could make a move, they were burned to ashes by the heat on the Scorching Forging Hammer. It was like a piece of iron tied to the heart with a piece of black cloth, and it was the fierce blow of the Burning Hammer that turned the bound cloth into ashes, but because of the protection of that piece of iron, the power of the Burning Hammer was limited to that. Of course, between the two impacts, other injuries can be offset, but the pure force of the impact cannot, so when Lei Hanzhu glanced at it, the masked man's body was smashed to the ground with the direction of this powerful force. Because he didn't have the internal force in time, such a blow was enough to choke, and just as he hit the ground, a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and through the masked black cloth, droplets penetrated, and the bright red saliva mixed with the dust raised on the ground flew up......

The masked man quickly stood up from the ground, and it was obvious that for the masters of the ground level, this pure power alone would only do them a limited amount of damage. The masked man standing on the shallow hole that had been smashed out had red eyes, obviously enraged by such a turn of events. In his hand, he was holding the iron plate that was competing with the Burning Forging Sky Hammer, and it was only at this time that Lin Kunkun and the others had the opportunity to see the true face of this iron plate. If it is an ordinary iron plate, no one will believe it, the Burning Forging Sky Hammer is a medium-grade treasure weapon that is about to step into the ranks of high-grade treasures, and the attacks of such heaven and earth treasures are blocked by the opponent's jet-black iron plate, what kind of mortal thing can that iron plate be?

Look at the lines carved on the iron plate, no one can understand the meaning of those lines, as if it contains some kind of heaven and earth truth, as long as you glance at it, the spirit will be deeply attracted by it and unable to extricate itself. Although there is nothing else to stand out about, but just by virtue of this, everyone will be impressed by this piece of iron.

"Dry ...... Heaven and earth...... "Liu Suifeng's voice trembled, accompanied by excitement and deep sadness. Regarding the appearance of the Qiankun Tongtianluo in front of him, Liu Suifeng could conclude that his master had suffered misfortune, but he was not as difficult to control his emotions as Liu Shijie. Turning his face to Lin Kunkun, it seemed that it was just this short time, he was old, the young appearance seemed to be really more than ten years old, the tears in his cloudy eyes had rolled badly, but he didn't let it appear anywhere outside his eye sockets.

"Suifeng......" Lin Kunyan gently patted Liu Suifeng's shoulder, "I said, look at the situation in front of you, it is impossible for you to leave the ...... safely in my hands."

The black-clothed masked man looked at Lin Kunkun and the others, and kept assessing the strength of the two sides in his mind. It's really a recipe for stealing chickens and rice, the black-clothed masked man scolded in his heart. Full of anger but with nowhere to vent, it almost burned his reason. He didn't know if Lin Kunkun had the strength to fight again, but what he knew was that when everyone else had no time to take care of himself, it would be easy for Lin Kunkun to kill him. Looking at the other party's three subordinates, one is a descendant of the vein of the Instrument God, with a quasi-earthly peak cultivation, and also holding a scorching forging heavenly hammer, even some masters who have just entered the heavenly level may be able to block a few moves. One is the descendant of the medical god lineage, he is not angry if he doesn't look at it, and his heart is half cold when he sees it, at this time, the Nine Dragons Imperial Heavenly Needle has already arrived in his hands, and the descendant of the medical god who has the peak of the earthly level of the inheritance of the treasure of the medical god lineage, even if he is a master of the heavenly realm, he will feel a headache. The last one, the descendant of the same lineage, is the cultivation of the peak of the same level. Look at yourself again, two peaks of the ground level, and one of the injured late stage of the ground level. Looking at that Liu Suifeng, the black-clothed masked man vaguely knew in his heart why Lin Kunyan hadn't done it with him until now......

"Leave that piece of iron behind, I don't care about your previous behavior......! Don't blame me for not being emotional, after all, I still remember the love I had when you and I fought side by side!" Lin Kunkun said solemnly.

The black-clad masked man didn't answer, just stood quietly, not knowing what he was thinking. Lin Kunyan didn't urge, just waited like that, he wasn't afraid of what tricks the other party would play, his true yuan was recovering quickly with the help of the two source stones in his body, he didn't believe that the other party's recovery speed would be much stronger than his own, even if he had the existence of the source stone in his body, otherwise he would go to the island country to compete for the source stone for what.

"Grass ......" Lin Kunyan scolded fiercely in his heart, it was really early or late, but at this critical time. While Lin Kunyan was depressed, the black-clothed masked man laughed out loud, "Hahaha...... It seems that we should not die today...... Dark Dragon...... The mountains do not turn to the water...... We'll meet later......" said the masked man in black, his body scurrying out to the side. And when the body was ejected out, a golden object shot towards Lin Kunyan from the hand of the black-clothed masked man, the golden object did not seem to be a hidden weapon, the black-clothed masked man's technique was ingenious, it was like a piece of paper and gently fell into Lin Kunyan's hand. Without thinking too much, Lin Kunyan reached out and took it, it was a golden ball, and it still had a weak texture in his hand, as if it was a layer of tough skin. This was only a cursory observation at a glance, but Lin Kun didn't allow that Qiankun Tongtianluo to slip away in front of his eyes, and when he turned his hand and put away the golden ball and was about to chase forward, a series of black attacks stopped his figure......

"I've put your golden fruit in the hands of the Dark Dragon...... Hahahaha...... Hahaha......" The voice of the black-clad masked man grew farther and farther away, and no one caught up with them. It's just because Lin Kunkun and Lei Hanzhu and the other four are surrounded by a group of people, and maybe the words of the black-clothed masked man are the fundamental reason why they want to intercept Lin Kunkun and the others!

"The golden fruit is ours! You should give it back to us! As for your sabotage of the auction, we will talk about it!" A man dressed in a black cloak, when he walked, the black cloak revealed the blood-red interlining of the internal force, and there were rows of small bats embroidered with golden threads at the end of the cloak, and appeared in front of Lin Kunyan in a row.

"Golden fruit?" Lin Kunqi stretched out his right hand and opened his palm, and it was the golden fruit that the black-clothed masked man threw over when he fled.

As soon as he saw the golden ball in Lin Kunyan's hand, the other party's eyes were magnified several times in an instant, that kind of desire, that kind of possession, that kind of **, all kinds of emotions.

"Right...... Right...... Right...... That's it...... To give...... Give it to me!" the other man's hands trembled, and saliva almost dripped down the corners of his mouth.

"Who are you? You said this is yours is yours?" Lin Kunyan asked, his eyes were a little weird, and even the expression on his face was a little helpless and ridiculous.

"I am the head of the Ozturk family, and this auction is held by us, so we have an unshirkable responsibility for the safety of this auction, and we will definitely not tolerate the person who snatched our lot this time!" Well, unless Cain comes back to earth, there won't be anything cheaper!"

"Yes, yes...... However...... "Lin Kunkun hasn't explained yet, there is another group of people in this scene, and Lin Kunkun has also seen some familiar faces among these people, such as Julia, such as Anna......

Later these people were all dressed in white sacrificial costumes, only a few of them were covered in silver-white armor, their helmets were placed in the crook of their right arm, and their young and handsome faces were so gentlemanly under the background of Western-style armor. They are very particular about their position, they can quickly help each other, and the most important thing is that they seem to protect the people in the crowd wearing sacrificial clothes like bodyguards, and those people are generally some gray-haired old men, but their mental and physical state is more than one or two times better than that of ordinary people.

"The golden fruit is our ......," said an old man in a sacrificial robe.

Different from these people after them, they are those led by Ozturk Adan, they seem to be so unorganized, even if they stand in the field, they are sparse, but the strength and cultivation they exude are generally much stronger than those of the people in white.

"What are you kidding, my dear Bishop of Oman, that's our ......," said Ozturk Adan angrily.

"There's no point in arguing about this kind of thing, the golden fruit is ours and ours, there is no doubt about that!" the Omani bishop said strongly, quite unreasonable, but this is also normal, among cultivators, the strong are often respected, and how many are reasonable?

"You...... I ......"

"Okay, okay! I said, what's the use of you fighting for it, now that it's in my hands, I can decide where it belongs, what's the use of you fighting?" Lin Kunyan said with a smile.

"Little brother, this thing is not something you can have, give it to me, so that the Lord can forgive you!" said the Bishop of Oman, his eyes seemed to be a little confused, but this confusion did not last long, and turned into a scream of "Ah......"

"Old fellow, I hate it most when others do it secretly, this is just a warning, if there is a next time, don't keep your sea of knowledge! Also, a kind reminder, don't show your spiritual attack on Huaxia cultivators, the magic of Huaxia cultivators' divine sense is not something you barbarians can understand!" Speaking of which, Lin Kunkun was almost violent, and the extreme nationalism made the cultivators in the field shudder a little. From the day all cultivators set foot in cultivation, there was basically no distinction between nationalities, only differences between factions, but it was precisely Lin Kunqi who was an outlier, and Huaxia would always be the only motherland and the only home in his heart.

"Hehe! It's a bit rude! But who are you? After all, Patriarch Ozturk is rightly asking me for it, but you ...... Hehehe......" Lin Kunyan said playfully as he looked at the old man opposite who was still covering his head.

"I'm ...... I am...... The bishop of Oman, one of the twelve cardinal archbishops of the Holy See...... "Slowly the bishop of Oman relieved the discomfort in his head, and said with some weakness, looking at Lin Kunyan's eyes a little evasive, a little afraid, it was a fear of the unknown, he didn't even know how he was hit, he knew in his heart that this was the mercy of the other party's subordinates, otherwise he would have become an idiot a long time ago."

"Huh...... Hahaha...... This is really funny, but I am more and more curious about what this golden ball is, and it has caused the blood clan and the Holy See to covet it, I wonder if it will become history if I squeeze it so hard...... You tell me...... Patriarch Ozturk?" Lin Kunkun suddenly turned to look at Ozturk Adan, and stuck the other party's upcoming step in place.

"Whichever side of the golden fruit belongs to you, but it is now in my hands, and if you want it intact, then I will advise you to do what I want. Not to mention that my companions and I can still get out of here from the encirclement and interception of so many of you, even if we are subject to you, I am sure that this beautiful thing will be destroyed before you control me, if you and I have any doubts, then I am very welcome for you to try it!" Lin Kunyan looked at the other party with some sting, and there was really a bit of scolding Fang Xuan in his heart.

"Of course, if you can meet my little request, I don't mind offering the golden fruit with both hands, which is not of any use to me, a Huaxia cultivator, of course, I will also consider the question of the real ownership of the golden fruit you are talking about, after all, we have a saying in Huaxia called 'things return to their original owners', so you have no objection to my current arrangement, right?" Lin Kunyan said, in fact, he was also embarrassed in his heart, he wished to return this thing to them, and it was not himself who robbed the auction anyway, but ...... But can I pay it back?

No......

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(Tianjin)