The second treasure house has arrived. Here are stored some spiritual weapons and magic weapons that the Three Saints and True Lords refined during their lifetimes. They are all extraordinary and very precious. The Holy Lord’s Holy Spirit opens the door to the treasure house and lets a few people go in and choose at will. Of course, it is said that they are human beings.
When choosing a magical weapon, it is better to say that the magical weapon chooses its owner.
After all, they are all made by the Three Holy Lords. The quality is not only extremely high, but also full of spirituality. He ignorantly understands that the owner must choose the best ones himself.
Yang Ning and Yang Suqing walked into it. As soon as the girl entered, there were many magic weapons and spiritual weapons ready to move. Some released swords, some released brilliant lights, and some bloomed like birds and phoenixes, which attracted other people's attention.
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Yang Suqing chose for a moment, and finally chose a silver-white thin sword with a scabbard and a hilt engraved with a pattern of a luan bird and a phoenix. The girl tied it around her waist. Under her gentle and intellectual beauty, she actually had an extra dimension.
A feeling of heroic appearance.
Buzz!
There was another sword sound, and a long sword that was completely red in color and seemed to be a towering sycamore tree was rushing straight towards Yang Ning. The young man's face was filled with joy, and he reached out and grabbed the long sword.
In hand, long sword
Taking out the scabbard, ferocious flames surged out from the scabbard like an erupting volcano. He saw a long sword that looked like gold but not gold, and looked like wood but not wood. It was a little heavy and the whole body was filled with blazing flames, but not
It didn't hurt Yang Ning at all.
"I didn't expect that I would be favored by a magic weapon."
Yang Ning felt happy. At this moment, he saw phoenixes and phoenixes singing in the thin sword on Yang Suqing's waist. The birds flew out of the thin sword, and the long sword in Yang Ning's hand also shook open at this moment.
His palm was then inserted into the ground and took root, turning into a sycamore tree surrounded by golden-red sacred fire. The two birds were perched on the sycamore tree, enjoying themselves.
True Lord Holy Spirit said: "The Phoenix Sword was made by the Three Saints True Lord from the souls of a phoenix and a Luan bird during his lifetime, and the Jinhong Sword was made by the True Lord from the sycamore tree where the two birds inhabited. These two swords were twinned.
Two, flying, inseparable, you can get Jin Hongjian's favor only because this female doll chose Fengluan Sword. Jin Hongjian saw that Fengluan Sword was taken away by her, so it had to fall on you."
Yang Ning's joyful mood just now was extinguished by these words. She looked resentfully at the two big birds playing on the sycamore tree, feeling extremely sad in her heart.
When Yang Suqing heard this, her little heart beat wildly. She quickly lowered her head, the blush on her face reaching to her ears, but she was secretly happy.
Yang Ning couldn't stand the two swords standing there, so he forcibly uprooted the sycamore tree, transformed it into a long sword and stuffed it into the scabbard. Just as he was about to throw it into the storage ring to gather dust, the True Lord Holy Spirit said casually.
: "Jinhong Sword and Fengluan Sword complement each other. Not only do they
The power when striking can be greatly improved. If they stay together for a long time, the power will continue to improve. I remember that when the two swords were first trained, they did not have such charm and power. After thousands of years of wear and tear,
They are more than twice as powerful."
When he said this, Yang Ning could only tie the Jin Hong Sword around his waist, and Yang Suqing secretly breathed a sigh of relief and cast a grateful look at the True Lord Holy Spirit.
Finally, the process of selecting magical weapons was over. Everyone else had their own shortcomings. Yang Ning got a Jinhong Sword, Yang Suqing got a Fengluan Sword, and the other four people also got something. As for the old man, he found a mirror and looked in the mirror.
It can make people fall into the space in the mirror and immerse themselves in the illusion, which is very amazing.
After everyone received the reward, the True Lord Holy Spirit waved his sleeves and closed the treasure house door, then pointed at the square door and said: "It's almost time, you should go back."
Yang Ning blinked: "That's it, is it gone?"
Zhenjun Holy Spirit glared at him and said through a message: "You prodigal son, these things will all be yours in the future. If you pick some more for them now, you are giving them your own money. If you are willing, I will give them to you."
How many treasure houses can you open?"
Yang Ning snorted, quickly wiped the irritation from the corner of her mouth, and said excitedly via voice transmission: "Master, do you have other treasures here?"
"Anyway, I was also the True Lord of the Three Saints when I was alive. I was almost the existence of the original Dao Saint. How can I not have other treasures, elixirs, elixirs, exercises, spiritual energy, magic weapons, etc. I have whatever I want. If you feel like giving it,
Their benefits are not enough, I will open a few more for you, and it will be your money anyway."
Yang Ning said quickly: "No, no, no, it's enough to open a treasure house. It's very useful. We're leaving now, we're leaving now."
Zhenjun Holy Spirit showed a triumphant smile. Although he had not been in contact with Yang Ning for a long time, he was cunning and cunning after all. He had roughly figured out Yang Ning's character. Was it just greed for money? To deal with such a person, just change the topic
Classify it as money, and then connect the money with Yang Ning, then he will say what he says, and Yang Ning will definitely agree and follow, and he will always try his best, just like this time.
"These guys came to my house to take my things, and they are all picky about the expensive ones. No, I have to give them all back, otherwise I will suffer huge losses!"
Yang Ning's eyes flashed fiercely, and the group of people walked into the portal. When they reappeared, they were already in the depths of the ancient jungle. Just when Yang Ning was thinking about snatching back the magical weapons in the hands of several people, she saw him beside him.
The old man suddenly stood up, the mirror in his hand shone brightly, and shined towards one of the women.
The old man's attack was so sudden that the woman was caught in the mirror without any precautions.
When the woman was illuminated by the mirror light, her eyes immediately became confused, her spirit fell into the illusion of the mirror light, and the movement she had just raised in her hand immediately dropped.
The old man slapped the woman's head with a violent palm, beating her head to pieces. The force of his palm was quite terrifying, and it actually ran all the way along the woman's head. The woman started from her head, neck, chest, abdomen, thighs, and calves.
They exploded one after another, splashing blood and shocking others on the side.
"Haha, you'll all die for me!"
The old man laughed loudly, flicked the mirror in his hand, and shone it towards the others beside him!