"Boss, Lingbao here feels so naughty."

Bai Cang couldn't help but complain.

Bai Yang also said: "Yes, aren't these spiritual treasures like us who have obtained the red lotus platform even more despised?"

Xiang Chen smiled and said, "It's normal. After all, are spiritual treasures with self-consciousness and wisdom? Look at me, I am the winner of the twelve-grade Chaos Colorful Lotus. These spiritual treasures must be worshipped by the head!"

While speaking, Xiang Chen burst out his magic power and took action, gathering a large palm, and directly grabbed the golden dragon wandering in a river.

Unexpectedly, the golden dragon instantly burst out with powerful magic power, directly shattering Xiang Chen's palm, and then a divine dragon waved its tail and sucked it hard on Xiang Chen's face.

Xiang Chen spit out blood with a mouthful of blood, and his whole body shot out instantly. With a bang, he hit a mountain and broke out a big pit.

"Hahaha--"

"I'm so laughing to death, that's it, boss, the twelfth-grade Chaos Colorful Lotus!"

"whee--"

Bai Yang and others burst into laughter and their hearts became balanced in an instant.

Xiang Chen spitted blood and sputum and cursed: "I can see that no matter who these spiritual treasures are, it is impossible to take them away with gentle means. They can only use strong ones, and they are all a group of low-key spiritual treasures."

Liu Ruyan smiled and said, "Let's look for it separately, and the chances of getting a good baby are higher."

"good."

Everyone had no objection and began to look for their own opportunities separately.

Xiang Chen also spread out his spiritual consciousness, looking for spiritual treasures, and his spiritual consciousness spread out, and found that this was a complete world, and there were also a gathering place for the city to gather, and there were countless creatures in the city.

However, these creatures are probably all the illusions of various spiritual treasures.

When Xiang Chen stepped into the city transformed by the spiritual treasure, the entire Suzaku Long Street suddenly came alive.

Countless bronze chains emerged from the gap in the bluestone slab, and intertwined in mid-air to form a plaque, with the flying dragon and flying phoenix dancing with the three words "Wanbao City".

The pavilions on both sides of the street seemed to be pushed by invisible hands, and they were all shifted three feet to both sides, giving him a golden avenue.

"The new rats are also worthy of going to the main entrance?" The stone Pixiu squatting at the eaves suddenly spit out his mouth, and two white smoke spurted out of his nostrils.

The smoke condensed into two crossed bronze spears in the air, blocking Xiang Chen's way.

Xiang Chen narrowed his eyes, and the blood of the gold-eating rat flowed into a golden vortex in his palm, intending to beat this life-and-death spirit.

Just as I was about to take action, a chuckle suddenly came from the teahouse on the corner of the street. A woman in a red robe leaned against the three-story eaves, and the hem of the skirt was filled with Chixia patterns. It turned out to be made of a acquired spiritual treasure-level Lihuo Washing Shirt.

"Why do you have to get angry with Brother Pixiu?" The woman's fingertips were wrapped around the tea fog, and three thousand Taoist fires were floating in the mist: "This young man has the breath of the twelve-grade Chaos Lotus Platform..."

Before she finished speaking, the spiritual treasures on the whole street buzzed at the same time, and even the bluestone slabs were emitting golden light for exploration.

Xiang Chen suddenly felt the lotus platform mark in his eyebrows and the sea of ​​consciousness was hot. He took out the token of twelve colors and shook it, and the whole street suddenly became silent-

The bronze spear of the stone Pixiu fell to the ground with a "bang", and the teacup in the teahouse woman's hand cracked, and the hot Enlightenment Tea splashed on the hem of her skirt seemed to be unaware.

"It turns out to be the contemporary senior brother of the Holy Sect..." Some spiritual treasure muttered, and a dazzling treasure light suddenly burst out from the pavilions on both sides of the long street.

The shops that were still deserted just now rushed to manifest themselves.

The medicine shop turned into a rotating Bagua Dan Furnace, the pawn shop turned into a Taotie Cauldron that swallowed and spitted golden essence, and even the lanterns hanging on the eaves turned into a Nine Netherworld Fire Cover...

"You little husband, please look at my family~"

The woman who was transformed from Lihuo was washed with a vanity and landed on the ground, her skirt swelled up and her fair calves revealed. Her skin texture turned out to be the flowing Nanming Lihuo talisman: "I can burn all the protective energy of Daluo Jinxian, and warm the bed at night..."

"Warm the bed? You're also good!" The Bagua Dan Furnace of the medicine shop roared and opened the store door, and the furnace cover was lifted and sprayed out the Samadhi True Fire: "I'm still practicing the Nine-Turn Golden Elixir in my stomach. Eating one can improve the realm of two or three levels of heaven..."

While boasting about these spiritual treasures, Xiang Chen was already using the Wuji Divine Eyes upgraded after the Imperial God Eyes to view the body of these magic weapons.

It disappointed him quite. Although many of them reached the level of acquired spiritual treasures, they were all at the level of Daluo Golden Immortal.

"Hey, you are all too trash, I am not worthy of being a saint." Xiang Chen sighed and said,

However, when he walked out of this street, the scene of the whole long street stunned him-

All the magnificent pavilions just now turned into dilapidated huts, and the spiritual treasures turned into beggars, old men, sick women, and even a lame scholar with crutches coughed on the side of the road: "This young man is good, so he buys a sour poem to eat..."

"Pret! Keep pretending!" Xiang Chen smiled, the Wanxiang Wuji Tianli Technique was flowing in his pupils. In his real vision, the lame scholar was a broken Confucian and Taoist pen, and the blood foam sprayed out when he coughed was actually a broken righteous spirit!

He walked along the long street and tried, and found that the more powerful the spiritual treasure was, the more outrageous it was:

The old man selling cooked cakes - the white mist floating out when he lifted the steamer can corrode the soul of the Daluo Golden Immortal, but in fact it is the "Nine Nether Soul-Devouring Qi";

The child squatting in the corner of the wall and playing with mud - every time the mud ball in his hand is pinched, it causes space tremor, which is actually a chaotic soil that can reshape the earth, fire, water and wind.

The woman in white was staring blankly leaning against the dead tree - the wild grass under her feet was visible to the naked eye to reincarnate. She was the Spring and Autumn Mirror Artifact Spirit who controlled the power of time in the Daluo realm...

"If you continue like this for ten days, you won't find a magic weapon..." Xiang Chen jumped up to the bell tower and looked down at the whole city. Suddenly he saw a strong man covered in chains fighting beasts in the west city. The strong man's punch caused the space to collapse, and the "monster beast" he beaten was actually a wailing bronze tripod.

His pupils suddenly contracted. The chains on the strong man's body were clearly bound to the immortal lock, and the dark golden patterns flowing with the fist were very similar to the Fantian Seal Dao pattern recorded in ancient books!

"I have it!" Xiang Chen suddenly grinned, and a golden storm rose all over his body.

The blood of the gold-eating rat turned into thousands of golden threads, intertwined into a hundred-foot-meter ring over the central square of the city. His feet stood on the twelve-grade lotus platform and his sound rose into the air, shaking the whole city:

"It is said that the spiritual treasures of the True Realm Immortal Realm are powerful in the heavens--" He deliberately dragged his tone and a sword energy popped out of his fingertips to smash the tower in the distance: "I think they are all broken copper and iron pretending to be gods!"

The whole city was silent in an instant, and even the wind stagnated.

"Do you say it again?" The old man selling cooked cakes crushed the steamer.

The "poetry collection" in the hands of a scholar with crutches is filled with blood.

Xiang Chen stepped on the barrier stone at the edge of the ring, and the devouring vortex of the gold-eating rat blood spiraled behind him: "I said everyone present - it's all! trash! rubbish!"

"court death!!!"

The strong man in the West City was the first to rise up, and the holy rope that wrapped around his body was like a black dragon coming out of the abyss. But at this moment, Xiang Chen was waiting for him, and he deliberately used his empty door behind him to lure the attack.

The moment the chain touched the skin, activated the talent of the Gold-Devouring Rat - Crack! The Immortal Binding Rope, which is known as able to bind Daluo, was bitten into a gap!

"I'll give it back to you!" Xiang Chen spit out the golden light, and the devoured and refined chain fragments turned into heavy rain pear blossoms.
Chapter completed!