Gao Wu Arrives

It was a crimson bead that was not much bigger than an egg, but it was broken about a quarter, and the surface was pitted and looked a little miserable.

However, it is still as red as red agate, and at the same time it is not lacking in divine vitality, and can feel the majestic vitality and charm.

"A heavy treasure!" someone exclaimed.

The middle-aged man with a sallow complexion changed his expression slightly. He turned his palm to put away the Red Fire Orb, but it was too late.

"This should be a Taoist tool refined by the Great Supernatural Powers of Infinite Realm. Although it is damaged, countless years have passed, but it is still enough to exert the power of the Star-picking Taoist!" A group of people gathered around and stared at it. The red fire bead in the man's hand was exclaimed.

This is the first time they have found valuable treasures here.

Of course, this is on the face of it. Whether anyone secretly got something hidden and tucked in, no one can say.

"Friends, can you let me identify it?" an old man with white beard and hair said with a smile.

He reported to his family, saying that he came from a holy land called Taixuzong and was the deacon of the outer door of the sect.

Anyone with a discerning eye could hear that this was a threat, and his eyes suddenly showed a different color, and he stared at the sallow-looking middle-aged man interestingly to see what he planned to do.

Since Lin Feng destroyed Ping Anfang, sects such as Feixianzong, Lingxiaozong, and Guiyuanzong who have invested most of their power in Yanhuang area have suffered devastating blows, and the power of Blue Star is almost non-existent.

But at the same time, the forces that rampant across the European continent, such as the Five Flags Sect, Taixu Sect, and Holy Sword Gate, had their strengths preserved relatively intact and suffered little damage.

The middle-aged man with a sallow face was originally energetic and his face flushed with excitement, but at this time he seemed to be thrown down by a head of cold water, and his face was blue and red, and finally turned into iron blue.

Not allowing him to say anything, the few people around the white-bearded old man surrounded him and his friends, all smiling, with cold eyes flickering.

"Are Dao friends ready to take the arrogance?" The sallow man's voice was trembling, both with anger and fear.

"How can I say that? I'm helping you to identify one or two. After all, who knows if the things here are contaminated with unknowns, if it breaks out and the daoists don't know, what should I do if I die?" The old man with white beard and hair. Not angry, he still said with a smile, looking like he had taken the middle-aged man.

The sallow-faced man was impatient, and he had never seen such a shameless man.

He looked around hopefully, hoping that someone could stand up and support him.

However, he was disappointed.

For the four weeks, most people hang up high on their own, only a few people hesitate, but in the end they bowed their heads and left, pretending to see nothing.

Because these people are weak, they are all casual cultivators, and they don't want to confront Taixuzong head-on.

The middle-aged man with a sallow face felt miserable in his heart, but how could he be willing to go deep into the dangerous place and hand over the heavy weapon he finally got?

Immediately, a strand of spirit will be separated into the Red Fire Orb to communicate, and hope that the wings can urge this precious treasure.

This is because this is a Dao tool that is perfect for the sacrifice of great supernatural powers. Even if it is incomplete, it only has the power of the star-picking realm, but it is also very impressive here, enough to sweep a group of Gods of War.

The old man with white beard and hair suddenly changed his smiling expression. He had a keen sense of consciousness, and the sallow middle-aged man tried to communicate with the Red Fire Bead in front of his face. How could he not feel it?

"It seems that Fellow Daoist is going to betray my kindness!" His expression instantly became solemn, and his old face was full of gloom and coldness.

"There are so many deadly evil spirits here. No one dares to say whether the Taoist artifacts here are not contaminated. Once it breaks out, it doesn't matter if the Daoist himself falls. If it hurts us, we can't do it!"

As he said, he moved his hands in an instant, protruding a palm that was dry like an old tree, with gray inscriptions intertwined with vitality, full of obscure atmosphere, and leaned toward the middle-aged man with a sallow face.