The Son of Qilin climbed up from the ground in the distance with anger on his face.

I saw his eyes wide open.

Before everyone could fully react, the Qilin God Son held a snow-white sword in his hand and slashed directly at the spear in the deep pit.

"Damn it, what a broken gun? Look at the Son of God who cuts you off with one sword."

As soon as these words came out, everyone's faces were shocked.

"The sword of the Son of Qilin is the best Taoist weapon, the roar of the Snow Dragon!"

"It's over, that gun is probably going to be ruined."

As a monk recognized the weapon in the hands of the Son of Qilin, everyone's hearts rose.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Ye Han's mouth raised slightly.

There was a "buzz" sound.

The Son of Qilin slashed the gun with a sword.

"Bang."

The scene of the spear breaking that everyone expected did not appear, but the Qilin God Son was bounced out directly.

The long sword in the hand of the Qilin God Son, which is the best Taoist artifact, Snow Dragon Roar, directly shattered a sword blade.

"Hiss...how is that possible?"

Everyone took a breath.

As everyone's eyes were closely watching, countless tiny cracks suddenly appeared on the body of the long spear in the deep pit.

"Hmph, it's really vulnerable."

Looking at this scene, the Son of Qilin sneered.

Everyone felt a little regretful about it at this time.

Just when everyone thought that the spear in the deep pit was bound to collapse.

The spear covered with tiny cracks suddenly vibrated.

Pieces of debris began to peel off from the gun body.

As countless tiny pieces peel off.

A spear that was blood-red all over, and the strong killing aura was emitting from the gun body appeared in front of everyone.

Just one glance.

Everyone was impressed by this majestic spear.

"Hiss...I didn't expect this is what it really looks like."

"This breath is a top-notch Taoist weapon, why is this awesome?"

Everyone stared at the blood-colored spear with great greed.

The Son of Qilin was even more dumbfounded.

"The Snow Dragon Roar of this Son of God actually broke apart. How could this be possible?"

Looking at the extremely blue face of the Qilin God Son, Ye Han laughed out loud.

Ye Hanxin waved at the spear in the deep pit with some emotion, and the blood-colored spear appeared in Ye Han's hand instantly.

As soon as he bought it, Ye Han felt the terrifying power coming from his palm. At this moment, Ye Han felt that as long as he had a spear in his hand, he would be incomparable.

"Okay, it's such a good gun."

Ye Han looked at the spear in his hand with joy.

At this time.

The old man next to him suddenly noticed something.

"My friend, this gun should not be the best Taoist weapon."

Hearing this, Ye Han nodded.

After receiving Ye Han's response, the old man showed a thoughtful expression.

And everyone who had been watching the fun was stunned.

"Hiss... Could it be the Hunyuan Dao Vessel..."

"Even if it is a low-grade Hunyuan Dao Vehicle, the value of this gun is enough to reach tens of millions of top-grade spirit stones, and it is still the kind that has no market value."

Hearing the discussions of everyone, Qilin God Son was also a little panicked. You should know that the bet between Qilin God Son and Ye Han had already bet on the other party's head.

The Son of Qilin gritted his teeth.

"Hmph, according to the market price of the lower-grade Hunyuan Dao Equipment, your gun is worth ten million of the best spirit stones, so this son of god has not lost yet."

Hearing this, Ye Han's mouth raised slightly.

"What if this is a medium-grade Hunyuan Dao Vehicle?"

Ye Han said this.

The Son of Qilin laughed even more, "If this is a medium-grade Hunyuan Dao weapon, then you will be dead. With a treasure and no matching strength, you will only bring disaster to death."

As soon as the Qilin God Son said this.

Everyone who had been watching the fun even more looked erratic.

The old man also interrupted again at this time, "I can't identify this gun. I will ask the master of weapon refining to identify it." ъìqυgΕtv.℃ǒΜ

Ye Han looked at the old man in confusion.

The old man smiled bitterly and said, "I need to use the master to identify the grade and value of the Hunyuan Taoist weapon to take action. Don't worry, a friend of mine is in the Kunlun world to cultivate the cultivator. I will invite you to invite me.

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Ye Han pondered for a while but nodded.

"Okay, then I'll remove the second stone first."

In this way, before the specific value of the blood-colored spear was determined by the first stone, Ye Han walked to another stone.

And this stone was also the one that Ye Han spent a long time looking for at the beginning.

Ye Han had just walked to the stone when the stone suddenly flashed and disappeared.

"Damn it, the stone is gone, has it been taken away by someone secretly?"

"It's really gone. What's going on? Under the eyes of so many of us, we can silently take away that stone. Could it be that the super strong man in the Supreme Realm took action?"
Chapter completed!