Deity of the Emperor

"Don't you listen to Yuan Maofeng?

Take it casually, what are you afraid of?

This is not Qin Chen here! "

"it is good!"

A few people really flicked their eyes and looked at them one by one.

Fear of picking up sesame seeds and losing watermelon.

At this moment, several people are seriously looking.

Qin Chen walked ahead, Yang Qingyun followed, step by step, and did not look at the stuff that filled the yard.

It was just simple and followed Qin Chen.

Seeing this scene, Xuan Zhen and Xian Endless also gave up looking at those things, but followed Yang Qingyun behind.

They all understand! Pick your own fart! With so many things, it's impossible to take them all with you. Pick yourself, when?

Following Qin Chen is the most correct.

Qin Chen's eyes were high, and the things he picked were all good.

In this pile of babies, maybe Qin Chen could find out a few better ones.

At this moment, the four of them stepped forward and looked strange.

Centrifugal Mausoleum took his sister Centrifugal Lingyue, and also picked it up seriously.

Ji Yan followed Xuanyuan Xiang'er, also carefully selected.

"What kind do you want?"

Qin Chen said directly.

Yang Qingyun heard the words, and said, "I arrived at the saint, the star gate opened, and the star formula passed down was gunshot ..." Gunshot! Qin Chen nodded and said, "Since this is the case, practise gun practice, you really want to talk about swordsmanship, and you won't be sharp in the future."

In the next three days, he had an apprentice, swordsmanship, really against the sky.

The apprentice of the apprentice made him feel amazing.

Even Qin Chen felt that the guy was born for the sword.

The strength of Yang Qingyun is that he is a star warrior. The star gate opens, runs through the heavens and the earth, condenses the power of the stars, and obtains the martial arts of the stars.

Now that there is a shooting, Yang Qingyun may be better at repairing his gun.

Qin Chen looked around from side to side, and finally pointed forward.

Yang Qingyun was thousands, and he took away some things, and it turned out that he saw a spear.

The gun body is dark, and there are light lines flowing on the surface.

At the lower corner of the gun body, three boys were very clear.

"Yuan Ming Gun!"

Yang Qingyun blurted out.

"Three holy holy vessels, although not very good, but they match you. I will find you later when you reach the realm of the Holy Land."

"Yes!"

Yang Qingyun received Yuan Ming's gun, and was at ease.

It ’s good, Master! "Qin Chen, Qin Chen, and the two of us ..." Xian Endless hurried at the moment.

He is inferior now.

During this time, progress has been made again.

Reached the seven-step realm of transformation.

However, Qin Chen is all sevenfold.

The gap is too big.

Qin Chen said that when they reach the realm of holiness, help them, soar into the sky.

However, it is not so simple to reach the Void Saint! "You two ..." Qin Chen whispered, "I'll just pick the holy artifact I like."

Hearing this, Xian Endless' old face flushed and pulled Qin Chen: "Don't don't do it ... I see a lot of Sanpin holy wares here too, get us a puppet ..." Qin Chen heard the words, but his expression Suddenly, looking at the two.

"Okay!"

Qin Chen said slowly: "Once you arrive at the Void Saint, maybe I can help you directly understand all the seas of soul into the sea of ​​souls and enter the realm of saints."

"Then these two ..." Qin Chen said, his fingertips moved slightly.

an umbrella.

A cane.

"Immortal, you use this thousand cloud umbrella!"

"Xuan Zhen, you use a spirit stick!"

Qin Chen said directly, "I won't explain it if you have too many words. It's not appropriate for you to use it yourself. You will know later."

Upon hearing this, both took over the two holy soldiers.

"Fit and fit, definitely fit!"

Xian endlessly cheerfully said.

Qin Chen picked, absolutely suitable.

At this moment, on the other side, Xuanyuan Xianger also picked a saint of saints.

Amber! It is about three meters long. At this moment, it was hung by Xuanyuan Xianger on both arms, so if you look closely, it gives a decorative effect.

Ji Yan also picked a dagger.

The centrifugal mausoleum and centrifugal spirit moon both chose long swords as holy soldiers.

Several were smiling.

These things are valuable.

A product of holy soldiers, worth nearly all holy stones.

The second-grade holy soldiers are worth tens of thousands.

For the third grade, they are all hundreds of thousands.

And it's hard to see in Wan Mo City, or even the entire Wan Mo land.

This time, if it wasn't for the Yuan family to break through the Zhentian Pavilion and the Blood Spirit Palace and turn the two upside down, these things are hard to find.

"Master, don't you choose?"

Yang Qingyun couldn't help it.

"I choose ..." To tell the truth, Qin Chen hasn't met anyone who has made him feel right.

He wanted to choose a long sword at hand.

But after watching it in the courtyard, it was not suitable.

Xian smiled endlessly: "These things, your Master must not look down on. Your Master must look for those horns that look like waste, maybe they are all treasures."

"You make sense."

Qin Chen heard the words, but smiled.

Immortal stunned.

I'm kidding! Qin Chen beckoned at this moment, Yuan Maofeng came over.

"Qin Gongzi, how?"

"Do you have anything you don't need?

May be dusty and indistinguishable? "

After hearing this, Yuan Maofeng immediately understood Qin Chen's meaning.

"Yes, a lot of them are here."

Then, Yuan Maofeng led Qin Chen to the corner of the courtyard.

At this moment, in the corner, there was a pile of broken copper and rotten iron.

Messy, look carefully, like a run-down field.

Qin Chen looked around in earnest.

"really!"

At this moment, Qin Chen's eyes brightened, and between the ruins, he pulled out three or five things.

Seeing this scene, everyone came together.

Can you really find good things in the trash?

Yuan Maofeng laughed: "These were also searched from the Xueling Palace and Zhentian Pavilion, and we couldn't identify what it was, and we didn't throw it away.

Yuan Maofeng was also curious at this moment.

What can Qin Chen pick out?

At this moment, Qin Chen looked at the first thing pulled out under his feet.

It is one meter long and one palm wide, all of which are rusty rectangles, like a box and an iron plate.

"what is this?"

Yuan Maofeng couldn't help it.

"good stuff!"

Qin Chen smiled, squatted down, holy power around his fingers, and scraped away the rust on the surface of the iron skin.

Gradually, the appearance of the iron sheet changed.

It is no longer a regular rectangle, with a length close to one meter and a width close to a palm, but a handle appears.

Like ... a sword! "Is it a magic sword?"

"That's not true."

Qin Chen laughed: "I'm not mistaken, Sanpin Holy Sword, but it's pretty powerful."

Qin Chen said, continuing to scrape off the iron filings, and gradually, in the palm of his hand, the sacred lines of the Tao condensed out.