A dark red palm stretched out towards the can of bones. Long Xiaoshan snorted coldly and quickly squeezed the hand.
The person who took action was the Blood Spirit King of the Blood Spirit Sect.
His wrist was pinched by Long Xiaoshan, and his eyes were beating with blood, as if the sea of blood was roaring in his eye sockets, and countless ghosts were crying and howling.
However, Long Xiaoshan didn't react at all. He stared at him with black eyes and said, "Forgot what I said outside the door just now? Whoever enters first will have priority."
The Blood Spirit King is incredibly angry.
He is definitely a giant figure in Nanyang, especially in South Vietnam. Even the president of South Vietnam does not want to see him.
But the guy in front of him was so rude to him.
I wish I could drain all the blood from this kid right away. This guy is so strong, he will definitely be a good cauldron for practicing blood magic.
However, seeing Long Xiaoshan's unmoved eyes, the Blood Spirit Cult Master felt a hint of uneasiness. The strength Long Xiaoshan showed just now was not ordinary, and even if he took action, he wouldn't be able to grasp it very well.
And now he is not the only one around, there are also White Dragon King, Snake Spirit Venerable and others.
The White Dragon King clasped his hands together and said: "Amitabha, Blood Spirit King, since we have agreed, let Mr. Langsha be the first to choose."
The White Dragon King spoke.
The Blood Spirit King had no choice but to stop unwillingly. The White Dragon King was vaguely the number one master in Southeast Asia, and the White Dragon King was a master of Buddhism. This bald donkey was the best at restraining masters like him who practiced evil methods.
Seeing that the Blood Spirit King had stopped, Long Xiaoshan had no time to ask whether he secretly hated himself.
Look at the three treasures on the high platform, a green dagger, a black skull can and a white bone flute.
The three treasures exude different powerful auras.
He was not a practitioner of witchcraft, so he had no interest in the treasures of witchcraft. He turned his head and waved to Lan Huer: "Huer, come here."
Lan Wen'er walked up to him and looked at him.
Long Xiaoshan said: "You choose one."
"You let me choose." Lan Huer pointed at herself with a surprised look.
The people on the side were even more uproar, looking at Long Xiaoshan with crazy eyes. Isn't this guy an idiot? He actually gave such an excellent opportunity to a woman. This is an ancient witchcraft. It looks special at first glance.
The awesome kind.
Not to mention a woman, even a biological mother can’t give it in vain.
For cultivators like them, the best ancient witchcraft is absolutely a treasure whose value cannot be measured by money. Fighting for such treasures often leads to antagonism between brothers, and between father and son.
"Of course I'll let you choose. Go take a look and take whatever you like." Long Xiaoshan said without hesitation.
Lan Huer looked at Long Xiaoshan motionless, her eyes were very moist. She didn't expect Long Xiaoshan to be so generous and give such a good thing to her. She was so moved that she wanted to throw herself into Long Xiaoshan's arms immediately.
There is no other loving master in the world. I really like him very much.
Long Xiaoshan felt itchy in his heart when he saw the charming look in Lan Huer's eyes. The eyes of this little slave girl were very seductive.
But there were so many people, and he couldn't do anything.
Just give her a look and ask her to choose quickly.
Lan Huer was no longer polite. He walked to the high platform, looked left and right, picked up the three witchcraft weapons and looked at them all over. Finally, he took a white bone flute in his hand. This white bone flute was all over the body.
Like jade, Lan Huer held it in her hand and felt a spiritual connection.
Although the other two are not mortal things, they do not have feelings like this one.
Sometimes treasures also rely on feeling. For real treasures, they will choose their masters, rather than the masters choosing them.
Lan Huer came down with the bone flute.
Seeing that she had finished picking, the remaining people immediately started arguing over the distribution of the remaining two weapons. Long Xiaoshan was too lazy to join in and pulled Lan Huer and Hua Die aside.
Lan Wen'er threw herself into Long Xiaoshan's arms, and gave Long Xiaoshan a long and passionate kiss without caring about anyone else. She almost suffocated from the kiss before she let go. Her watery blue eyes seemed to be filled with honey.
Come, sweet to Long Xiaoshan’s bones: “My master, my strongest and dearest master, Huan
I love you so much, I will be your little slave girl for the rest of my life, let you pamper me, give me a favor, and give birth to a bunch of children for you, Master. Master, you are so strong, the children you give birth to will definitely be very powerful... Oh, no.
Come on, Master, I really want you to love me now, love me fiercely, and don’t pity me at all.”
Huadie's face almost turned red when she heard this.
She just felt that Lan Wen'er was so mean, she was definitely a coquettish little bitch who could say anything.
Doesn't she know that there is a **** girl next to her?
It's so irritating.
But she was so envious that Long Xiaoshan actually gave such good ancient witchcraft to Lan Huer. She was a Gu Master and she absolutely knew the value of this witchcraft. It was probably at the level of a holy weapon in the White Witch Sect.
It's a sacred weapon that even a saint like her can't use.
Such a generous man.
I guess no woman can stop him.
Long Xiaoshan patted Lan Huer's PP and said: "Little monster, now is not the time to act like a monster. When you get out of the Valley of Death, I won't take care of you."
"I'm not afraid of you. I'll make you unable to get up when the time comes." Lan Huer's mouth was harsh, but there was still a hint of fear in her heart. She knew best how strong Long Xiaoshan was. This guy was definitely the most savage beast.
Come on, although she has practiced the F technique since she was a child, she is almost unable to get up from Long Xiaoshan every time.
A long time passed.
The argument over there finally came to an end, and the green dagger was taken away by the White Dragon King.
The skull can was taken away by the Blood Spirit King, but the Snake Spirit Venerable was compensated and could choose three items from the next few treasures, and then the Xingzhou Li family and other forces could naturally take some away.
Everyone divided it up for a while.
After plundering all the witchcraft weapons, Long Xiaoshan finally got seven or eight witchcraft weapons. Although they were not as good as Lan Huer's bone flute, they were still top-quality goods outside and were definitely at the level of mid-grade magic weapons.
Lan Huer's piece is probably a top-quality magic weapon.
After everyone finished dividing the magic weapons, everyone was overjoyed. Although they had worked so hard along the way and many people died, the harvest was definitely earned. Moreover, this Witch Weapon Hall is only a branch hall, and there are definitely others in other places.
nice one.
After everyone came out, they immediately walked towards other branch halls. After a while, everyone came to the door of a branch hall and read the words on it.
This is the Witch Medicine Hall.
However, when they saw the stone statue at the door, no one took action rashly.
These people stood far away and began to cast spells from a distance. Rays of light struck the door of the Witch Medicine Hall.
