When it was Wang Jing's turn, it was almost over. With the heart of trying it out, he stood on the auction table, took out a fiery red talisman with the breath of thunder and lightning, raised his hand to the field, and said confidently: "The ancient secret talisman seal inherited by the family can release two spell attacks at the same time, the Heavenly Tribulation Divine Thunder and the Hell Flame. Generally, in the early stage of foundation building, monks will also be seriously injured or fall directly, which is an excellent means for all Taoist friends to save their lives in a crisis. This item is not sold, only exchanged for a high-grade magic weapon in a spirit gathering bottle that can collect the soul of the demon beast. ”

"This talisman is unheard of, I don't know if it's true or not, if it really has such power, it will be like an extra life at the critical moment, and it is much better than a first-grade magic weapon. ”

"This kid only has a ninth-level cultivation of qi refining, and he doesn't dare to coax the demon gods who have been killed in the bloody storm by everyone here. ”

"If you can get the method of refining this talisman, you will be rich. ”

There was a lot of discussion below, but there was no one who asked out loud, which made Wang Jingda embarrassed, he didn't expect to hit a wall when he went out for the first time, and it seems that he is destined to return empty-handed this time.

Just when Wang Jing was about to put away the talisman seal in frustration, a voice as cold as a poisonous snake came: "The old man just got a golden bottle magic weapon from the depths of the Ten Thousand Demon Mountain Range, I don't know the grade, but its cold power is very strong, although it can't directly absorb the soul, but after getting closer, it also makes people feel as uncomfortable as being absorbed by the soul." The old decay has not yet been sacrificed, and he is willing to exchange it for the talisman seal in the hand of this little Taoist friend, but he must compensate me with another thousand spirit stones, otherwise he will not talk about it. ”

"Please also ask Daoyou to take a look. Wang Jing said happily, finally appeared the magic weapon he wanted, as long as the item satisfied him, the price was not a problem.

The old man walked up to the auction table with a bottle of black gas that emitted the power of yin and cold, this bottle was about a foot high, and many complicated and simple incantations were engraved on it, and Wang Jing didn't know any of them. I don't know what grade of magic weapon this bottle belongs to. However, feeling the power of the cold above, it seems that there are countless unjust souls shouting inside, making people feel cold all over the body, it must be a famous evil weapon.

Wang Jing stroked the bottle with his fingers, and when his thoughts reached into the bottle, he felt a strong attraction. Fortunately, his divine thoughts were as powerful as the sixth layer of the foundation building period, otherwise he would definitely be damaged if he penetrated with the divine thoughts of a Qi refining stage cultivator, let alone manipulate the refining bottle. In Wang Jing's judgment, I am afraid that the grade of this bottle has surpassed the category of the best magic weapon, and it is a rare soul-like spirit weapon.

"Are Daoyou satisfied?" The old man couldn't help but ask cautiously when he saw that Wang Jing's face changed slightly, worried that what had happened to him would happen again. Since he got this bottle, not only has he not been able to sacrifice, but his soul has been seriously injured, and he has not been able to get out of bed for half a month. Even if this bottle is placed in a storage bag, you can feel its eerie and terrifying aura, and it is extremely uncomfortable to sleep and cultivate. Now that I can use it to exchange for a life-saving talisman seal, I naturally want to get rid of it as soon as possible.

"Deal!" Wang Jing pretended not to want to return empty-handed and suffer a loss, and hesitated for a moment before saying.

He also listened to the reminder of the Heavenly Witch from the ring, and determined that this was a superb soul magic weapon from the ancient period, which had a great amplification effect on the arrangement of the phantom array, and had a strong ability to absorb and attack souls. Wang Jing exchanged a Heavenly Thunder Fire Talisman and a thousand spirit stones for the black bottle in the old man's hand and put it in the storage bag. After paying the transaction fee of one hundred and twenty spirit stones to the host Liu Sheng, he walked towards the stone gate of the passage, and there were many voices of pity behind him.

"This kid ran into the killing god of the fishy ghost, and he didn't even know the deal of life and death, and he probably didn't know how to die. ”

"Maybe they are disciples of the big sect who have just come out of the sect and have experienced, and there are elders outside to answer them. ”

"Cut, just look at his look and know that he is a chick, out of the market, his net worth is all fishy ghosts, who doesn't know that the old ghost likes to trade goods. ”

Wang Jing walked out of the trading secret market, feeling that there were a few divine senses behind him, and with a faint killing intent, he couldn't help but be shocked in his heart, and secretly became vigilant.

In order to get rid of the tracking behind him, Wang Jing actually ran left and right in the market. First of all, he entered a spiritual medicine store and used the eight hundred spirit stones he spent to buy several elixir seedlings and seeds that were not available in the sect to refine the Zhuji Dan and Zhuyan Dan. As soon as he put the exchanged items into the Heavenly Demon Ring, he was followed by a few ill-intentioned monks, who were the few people in the underground market who cast unkind eyes on Wang Jing.

Wang Jing passed by expressionlessly, and after leaving the Spirit Pharmacy, he ran wildly all the way, and after leaving the gate of Fang City, he jumped on the flying sword and flew all the way in the direction of the Fire Cloud Sect. The monks who followed behind looked at each other, and it was not easy for them to swagger around the market to follow, so they had to follow quickly on foot, and a fast-moving stream of people appeared in the street, causing many monks to look sideways.

Wang Jing flew for two hours, and Shen Nian sensed that there were three monks following behind. At this time, it was getting late, and I just came to a deserted valley, and the mist in the valley rose, and the yin wind gusted, just in time to release the Cloud Spirit Seal Secret Technique. Wang Jing lowered his flying sword and cast the Cloud Spirit Seal Secret Technique, hiding in the dense fog with the help of the terrain.

Wang Jing took the next Gathering Spirit Pill, meditated cross-legged to recover his mana, and at the same time took out the Gathering Soul Bottle that had just arrived, and studied it carefully, maybe it could come in handy unexpectedly.

Not long after, a monk from the tenth layer of qi refining and a ninth layer of qi refining chased after him, among which the ninth layer of qi refining was the old man who exchanged the soul gathering bottle with Wang Jing, and the other was his brother fishy demon.

"It's strange, why did this kid say that he was gone, he didn't have any breath at all, could it be that he used his clever earth escape charm to escape?" said the fishy demon with a scar on his face with a depressed face.

"No, I can still feel the breath on the Soul Gathering Bottle, right around here. Although this valley is remote, it is a treasure land where the two of us have robbed the lone monk many times, and it has always been quiet and dry. This sudden appearance of the dense fog may be a trick for this kid, he must be hiding in the thick fog. The fishy ghost smiled, his face full of coldness.

"Don't hide, boy, I know you're here. Hand over the storage bag, and kowtow to the master three times, I will spare you from dying, otherwise you will be told to survive and not die. The fishy ghost sank into the dantian and shouted loudly at the mist.

"The old immortal, the master is here, you have the ability to bite the master. Wang Jing put away the Soul Gathering Bottle and scolded.

The old man waved his hand and controlled a high-grade flying sword to slash towards the dense fog, and the mist was divided, revealing Wang Jing's pale face in panic. Wang Jing saw the flying sword coming, and hurriedly hid into the depths of the mist.