Although he is good at flame, there is power in this deep and green flame. Even he feels a palpitation and scalp pins and needles.
I’m afraid it’s hard for him to be lucky if he touches this flame
"Hum, this is the curse of jack-o’-lantern!"
The thin old man said coldly, "Some of the strong corpses in this emperor’s grave are likely to breed a curse ghost fire to burn flesh and refine Yuan Shen!"
"This is a small lesson for you. There are too many things in this tomb that can kill you!"
Sword feather fingers together and knead the sword tactic to cut out a sword light through the virtual towards the landing bag.
Maybe it’s a long time ago, or it’s corroded by the curse of the emperor’s grave. Even the bag of princes can’t bear the instantaneous fracture of this sword light.
Going!
Things in the bag are scattered all over the floor.
Everyone looked intently.
I have to say that there are indeed many treasures in the princes’ bags, and there are 10,000 pieces of various magic weapons Lingbao alone!
The piles together almost form a hill.
But unfortunately, these magic weapons, Lingbao, are covered with green spots and have lost their spirituality, which has been completely abolished.
Some cultivation resources in this bag, such as Lingshi, have also lost their vitality.
Like some panacea full of curses, even if the medicine is still strong, people dare not.
Many monks look disappointed.
Three people have fallen into the bag, but there is nothing to treasure in it.
"Let’s go"
Thin old man sink said
The crowd followed the two fat old men and moved on.
Su Mo didn’t follow, but stared at the magic weapon and Lingbao piled up into a "hill" not far away.
"What are you doing there?"
Thin old man found behind didn’t come to Sue ink frown asked.
Su Mo didn’t go to see the thin old man and casually replied, "You go first, I’ll look again, and I’ll recover soon."
"Hum!"
The thin old man’s face sank. "Don’t blame me for not waking up. If we get lost, you will be buried in this grave!"
Say that finish this sentence thin old man with the people to move on no longer ignore Sue ink.
Tang Zi garment sound suddenly Su Mo mind rings.
"Do you feel that the treasures in the bag of the first generation of demons are a little scarce?"
"Not bad"
Sue ink nodded slightly.

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