Yan Wushuang immediately set his sights on a top-grade treasure.

This is a mat that emits golden light.

Weaving from golden unknown silk thread, the Taoist rhyme is manifested on it, and a phantom of the spiritual child appears.

Obviously, this is also a treasure that assists in cultivation.

Yan Wushuang suddenly took action.

He grabbed the gold mat with one hand and then pulled it violently.

After the golden cushion approached, he gritted his teeth and reached into the golden light.

"boom!"

The rich golden light emanated, and Yan Wushuang was almost shocked and vomited blood.

His body was full of energy and he felt his tendons and veins were about to crack.

With his strength, he is not enough to collect top-quality treasures.

Moreover, he did not have a powerful body like Zhan Wuque. His body could not bear it just in one confrontation with the momentum of the golden cushion.

At the critical moment, Yan Wushuang learned from Zhan Wuque's appearance just now and shouted, "Do you surrender!"

His voice was even louder than Zhan Wuque's.

But what he never expected was that an angry roar immediately came from the golden mat, "You are looking for death!"

A golden light that was extremely rich and burst out from the middle of the golden pad, in the middle of Yan Wushuang's chest.

"puff!"

Yan Wushuang spit out a mouthful of blood, and his whole body was bombarded from the top of the mountain.

The air around me was a little silent for a moment.

Then, someone finally couldn't help laughing.

"Hahahaha, I'm so laughing. Why are there such a stupid person?"

"It's so naive. If you can succeed by saying surrender, then won't the treasures here be within your reach?"

"I heard that man is still the senior brother of Guiyi Jian Sect, and it seems that this is the case."

Yan Wushuang fell heavily at the foot of the mountain, covered in blood. When he heard the laughter from the top of the mountain, his face turned pale. He got up, limped, and left without looking back.

Here, he no longer has the face to stay.

Seeing this, Zhan Wuque couldn't help but shake his head.

Yan Wushuang seemed to be blinded by anger, otherwise she would not have done such a brainless thing.

In other words, he was also unlucky.

In the golden mat, the former master's divine thoughts are still there.

In Bodhi Seed, the divine thoughts of the former master had long dissipated, otherwise Zhan Wuque would not have been so easy to obtain.

"I'll do it!"

A middle-aged man with flames emitting all over his body reached out to grab a red flame fan.

The man has the first level of martial spirit cultivation, while the Red Flame Fan is a low-grade ground weapon.

The red flame fan burst out with a scorching high temperature at the moment the man came into contact with it. The hot waves of air overturned him to the ground, and even his hair and eyebrows were burned away.

There is no doubt that he failed.

Everything here is not that easy to get.

Even if your cultivation is strong, you may not be taken away.

Because of this, Zhan Wuque and his group seemed a little eye-catching.

Because, several of them have succeeded.

Qiu Yan slowly opened his eyes, and two black gases rose in his eyes, but they quickly dissipated.

He put away the magic knife, then solemnly came to Zhan Wuque, knelt on one knee, and thanked him with fists, "I will never forget my kindness today. From now on, my life will be yours!"

Qiu Yan values ​​kindness very much.

Seven Colorful Cave, Zhan Wuque helped him to rescue the situation.

Just now, if it weren't for Zhan Wuque, he would never have thought that he would not have the courage to try to subdue the magic sword, and he would not have had the success in the future, let alone the inheritance in it.

Moreover, even if he got the magic knife, he couldn't hold it.

The magic sword will definitely be snatched away.

With his current cultivation level, even with the magic sword, he is not a match for Wu Ling.

What's more, there are so many strong people present.

It can be said that without Zhan Wuque, there would be no Qiu Yan now.

"This is your opportunity, and only you are the most suitable for this knife," Zhan Wuque said, "This is a real magic knife. If you want to exert the true power of this knife, you can only be possessed by the demon."

Once in the Great Qin Dynasty, Qiu Yan was once a demon.

This is a strange state, and only those who are in desperate situations can have a slight chance of being possessed by the devil.

And this magic sword was once the owner of a demon.

Therefore, even though Qiu Yan's cultivation level is not high, it is not difficult to conquer the magic sword.

Not only that, the original owner of the magic sword also passed on some of his martial arts and martial arts and experiences to Qiu Yan.

Perhaps, this is because of mutual appreciation.

After all, those who fall into devils are generally disapproved by the world and are easily isolated.

In addition, there are not many, so it is difficult for two demons to meet each other, and there is a special sense of intimacy.

Those who are possessed by demons have experienced great sorrow and pain in the world. From another perspective, they are also pitiful people.

"If you have to repay me, after you go out, you can choose to join the Xiongbatianxia Chamber of Commerce and report my name," Zhan Wuque secretly sent a message.

Qiu Yan nodded and kept Xiongba Tianxia Chamber of Commerce in his heart.

"Brother Zhan, I succeeded!"

Jin Cheng trotted over and said excitedly.

He tried three times before he got the one-tenth of the sword.

"No," Zhan Wuque nodded.

"Then tell me quickly, how is the difference between this sword?

Jin Cheng hurriedly asked.

He knew that since Zhan Wuque asked him to choose the sword front, it must be reasonable.

"This sword edge is average, but the material is extraordinary, look," Zhan Wuque pointed at the tip of the sword.

"The tip of this sword is made of a small piece of complete Qingxuan iron essence. This thing is a rare refining material. In terms of value, although it is not as good as a low-grade ground weapon, it is not far from the same."

Zhan Wuque explained.

"That's great," Jin Cheng laughed.

Although it is not a priceless thing, this thing is equivalent to a ground weapon, which can be exchanged for a large amount of cultivation resources or a real ground weapon.

At this point, Zhan Wuque and his group have obtained four items.

Jiang Yao’s ten thousand-year-old ice silk, Zhan Wuque’s Bodhizi, Qiu Yan’s black magic sword, and Jin Cheng’s Qingxuan Iron Green.

As for the others, although they had the guidance of the war, they all failed.

This is also impossible.

It is not easy to get treasures from Bingshan.

Zhan Wuque and others held four treasures, but after all, the tree attracted the wind and the money leaked out, attracting some evil people.

A group of soldiers came over and surrounded them.

Soon, a young man in a golden robe walked out.

Behind him, there were several powerful men from the third level of Wuling.

"Tang Yi, what are you doing!"

Wen Yao asked with a cold face.

"I don't do anything, I just think they are incapable of getting treasures. Since that's the case, I'll keep it for them first," Tang Yi looked lazy.

"You dare!"

Princess Wen Yao shouted loudly.

Then he quickly sent a message to Zhan Wuque, "Young Master, this person is a prince of my Tang Dynasty. He always hides away when he sees me. Today, he doesn't know what's going on, but he dares to openly fight me."
To be continued...