When Tang Zhen thought about it, it was impossible for a treasure involving the original power not to attract the attention of the monks.
Although low-level monks cannot sense it, this kind of treasure will automatically choose its owner and create some coincidences to let the other party get it.
As an object of the same era as the gods, the Origin Spiritual Treasure has such abilities and is even more magical.
The monk who appears at the auction may not be the real owner of the treasure, at most he is a porter.
Of course, this is just a guess. Before seeing the item, Tang Zhen couldn't be sure that these monks were attracted by the treasure.
The necessary preparations still need to be made. Following Tang Zhen's call, Cam has arrived quietly and is coldly staring at this decadent place of wealth and wealth.
For Cam, this place is full of delicacies, and those greedy and filthy souls are the most delicious food in the eyes of the evil god.
Although he was impatient, Cam still waited for Tang Zhen's orders honestly and never dared to act rashly.
The monks in the auction house had a vague feeling of uneasiness, as if something big was about to happen.
The spirituality of the monks is far superior to that of others, and they all have a vague premonition of the upcoming danger.
The king-level monk who was in charge of the auction house furrowed his brows. He constantly used his mental power to inspect the surroundings, trying to see if anything was wrong.
Compared with ordinary monks, the sense of crisis for king-level monks is more obvious. For him, that feeling of danger is as uncomfortable as needle pricks.
This made the monk in charge confirm one thing. There was a terrifying entity eyeing the auction house, but he was still unable to find any trace of the other party.
In a slightly tense atmosphere, the auction officially began.
One after another, beautiful women with tall and exquisite figures wearing skimpy clothes brought various auction items to the auction table.
The types of auction items are very diverse, including items used by celebrities, relics from ancient monuments, and some expensive tonic medicines.
Every customer at the auction venue has different needs, which causes a moderate amount of competition after the appearance of each product.
Unknowingly, most of the items were auctioned off, and an item similar to a metal mask was brought to the stage.
"This is a special mask from a certain ruins. It is engraved with simple and original patterns. Experts cannot determine its specific age, but it has a history of at least four to five thousand years."
After the auctioneer introduced the items, he followed the normal process and informed everyone that they could bid.
In the opinion of the auctioneer, this is just an antique. Although it looks very old, it may not have much value.
As a result, as soon as he had this idea, someone made a direct bid, and three customers made the move at the same time.
Such an abnormal situation immediately attracted the attention of other photographers. They secretly wondered in their hearts, what is so magical about this mask?
In the following time, monk groups belonging to three parties started a competition around the mask, and finally sold it for a sky-high price of 100,000 yuan.
According to original estimates, the value of the mask was no more than a thousand yuan, and it was not even considered the highlight of the auction.
It happened that such an item fetched such a horrifying price, which was beyond everyone's expectations.
The auctioneer was a little hesitant when he dropped the hammer. He didn't know whether he should finalize the auction, but he hoped that the owner of the auction house could give him a hint.
Unexpectedly, until the end of the auction, he did not get the order to reject the auction, and in the end he could only bang the auction hammer anxiously.
After successfully photographing the mask, the group of monks paid the auction price on the spot and then left with the mask.
Two other groups of monks jumped out and stopped each other from leaving, unless they left their masks behind.
The party that succeeded in the auction naturally refused. How could they easily hand over what they had obtained at a huge cost?
During the confrontation between the three parties, the person in charge of the auction house was sent to ask them to leave immediately and go outside to settle their personal grudges.
It turned out that the owner of the auction house received the warning and immediately conducted divination through magical items, confirming that this seemingly ordinary mask was actually a terrifying and ominous object.
The crisis sensed by king-level monks comes from this mask, which will bring endless misfortune to the holder.
Therefore, no matter how precious this thing is and how many secrets it involves, it must not be left in your hands.
With such a big estate, I no longer care much about money or other things. I just want stability in everything.
Therefore, during the auction process, the auction house never intervened. The purpose was to give away the mask.
Unexpectedly, after the auction was successful, something like this happened, which really made the owner of the auction house extremely depressed.
In this case, the owner of the auction house can only send someone to persuade him to leave, because the longer the delay, the more likely things will happen.
In the process of persuading him to leave, the king-level monk released his own aura, letting the three monks know of his existence.
Sensing the aura of the king-level monk, the three parties at war with each other restrained their anger, knowing that this was not the place to solve the problem.
Once you anger that king-level monk, it will not be a good thing for anyone.
Just as the three parties were preparing to leave in tacit agreement, a strange red light suddenly flashed in the eye sockets of the metal mask placed in the box.
A young man among the interceptors suddenly had bloodshot eyes and took out a revolver from his waist.
Before anyone could recover, he had already pulled the trigger and knocked down a member of the masked party to the ground.
"Damn bastard!"
The same curse came from different people's mouths.
Everyone knew that with this gunshot, things had become uncontrollable.
In the next moment, fierce gunshots and energy fluctuations when casting spells appeared in the auction hall at the same time.
The monks in the Haotian plane mostly practice strength-related methods, which makes their destructive power in battle quite huge.
But in the blink of an eye, the boxes were scattered one after another, scaring the audience into fleeing for their lives.
There were also those who were unlucky. The box they were in was completely smashed, and the guests inside were either killed or injured.
When the king-level monks guarding the auction house saw this, they were so angry that they took action directly, trying to suppress these troublemakers.
As a result, at this moment, the hidden forces behind the three fighting parties rushed to the scene in no particular order.
Three king-level monks from the three parties gathered in the sky above the auction house at the same time, refusing to give in to each other.
Together with the king-level monks who were in charge of the auction house, there were four king-level experts in total. This incident immediately attracted the attention of the hidden experts.
As long as your strength reaches the king level, you are absolutely not allowed to take action easily, otherwise it will easily affect the order of the world.
The appearance of four king-level monks at the same time means that a big problem has arisen, and a disaster will occur if not done properly.
In the private room in the auction hall, Tang Zhen picked up a cup of tea and slowly sipped it while the woman beside him watched.
"As expected, it is an origin spiritual treasure, with the ability to cause disasters. Perhaps it is most appropriate to call this thing a mask of deception and misfortune!"
When Tang Zhen said this, he turned to look at the frightened woman next to him, and said in a calm tone: "You have one minute, remember to rush out at all costs, otherwise you will die here."
The woman was stunned for a moment, pushed open the door of the private room, went straight to the nearest window, and jumped from the second floor without hesitation.
The woman fell on the street, her ankle was broken, and the pain made her cry out.
She quickly closed her mouth and looked at the auction house behind her in horror, watching as an indescribable asphalt substance seeped out of the air and enveloped the entire auction house.
In the thick fog, a terrifying figure slowly appeared. It glanced around with greedy eyes, and finally landed in the auction house that seemed to be isolated from the real world.
"The evil god...is coming!"
The woman already understood what had happened. Regardless of the severe pain in her ankle, she desperately crawled towards the other side of the street, trying to stay away from this terrible purgatory on earth.