After hearing her elder brother's words, Qingyun crossed her arms and showed dissatisfaction in her eyes.

She didn't make too many excuses, but looked at Xu Chen and narrowed her eyes slightly.

This kid aroused her competitive spirit.

She wanted to see her as a saint of the Blue Lion Clan.

Who is more powerful compared to the young man praised by his elder brother?

If Qing Zhan knew that Qing Yun had this idea, he might be a little helpless.

My sister doesn't like dressing up.

On the contrary, he is very competitive, even better than a man!

Qingyun said:"Brother, I guess he can't guess his second treasure."

Qingzhan chuckled:"What if I guessed it?"

Qingyun said:"If I guess it, I will admit what you said."Yes."

Qing Zhan didn't say anything, and he wasn't sure.

He came here today to meet strong men or young heroes....

At this time, the white-haired old man had already introduced the second treasure.

This treasure is also covered by three identical boxes.

But this time there was no crimson mist, just breath.

That aura made the surrounding space faintly tend to collapse.

But the trend is not obvious, and the power is obviously not strong.

Other than that, there are no other features.

Everyone was curious, and the difficulty of guessing seemed to have increased.

Even Xu Chen couldn't help but be stunned this time.

In this case, it would be a bit difficult to do.

It is difficult to search out the story simply by searching for it in your mind.

Zhao Minrou couldn't help but asked:"Master, how do you feel this time?"

Xu Chen shook his head:"It's a bit difficult."

Seeing this, everyone who was paying attention to Xu Chen breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, this kid can't do it this time, otherwise it would be too outrageous.

Qingyun over there raised her red lips and said,"Brother, you lost."

Qingzhi showed helplessness:"Maybe."

The difficulty of guessing this time was much higher.

That kid couldn't guess it, so he wasn't surprised.

At this time, the white-haired old man smiled and said:"Let's start guessing. It's still limited to two quarters of an hour."

Everyone began to talk about it.

Zhao Minrou looked at Xu Chen expectantly:"Master, there is really nothing we can do."

Xu Chen said helplessly:"Let's take a look......."

But before he finished speaking, Xu Chen's words stopped abruptly.

Because he suddenly sensed that there was a faint breath of law on the box.

As the body of all laws, he is particularly sensitive to this point.

The aura emanating from it should be the law of the sword among the many laws.

But it is very weak, which means it may be a broken sword, the sword body is damaged, or the law is also damaged.

He sensed it more carefully and soon discovered a more accurate aura of law.

The Law of the Sword contains a sense of domineering, and it should be the Law of Sword Domination.

Yes, there are many types of sword laws, which vary from person to person.

There are soft swords, giant swords, soft swords, and domineering swords.

Feeling the law of this domineering sword, it seems that it has not yet reached the level of a treasure.

Xu Chen's mind began to spin rapidly.

In the end, Xu Chen locked on its name: Tyrant Sword.

This was the sword used by a saint back then, and that saint was called Ba Sheng.

Because the skills and magical powers he cultivated exude a sense of domineering.

Later, the sword was infected by him and became infected with a domineering power.

This sword was later named Tyrant Sword, and was even upgraded to holy level quality.

Unfortunately, the Tyrant Saint later died, and the Tyrant Sword also disappeared.

When it reappeared, the Tyrant Sword was already a broken sword, and its quality was no longer at the holy level.

Xu Chen rubbed his eyebrows.

Grandma, if there were no Body of Ten Thousand Laws and the plot of the original text, he wouldn't be able to guess it at all.

This Tyrant Sword is from thousands of years ago.

Qingzhan just put it here and guess what it is. Just take a guess.

At this moment, Xu Chen was slightly speechless.

Soon, two quarters of an hour passed quickly.

The white-haired old man asked again;"Is there anyone who can make this treasure?"

Everyone looked depressed, just exuding aura.

Who can guess this!

A strong man from the lizard clan shouted:"If anyone can guess this, I will kneel down and be his father."

Everyone agreed:"That's right, isn't this embarrassing the big guy?"

Baifa chuckled:"I want it for free. Yes, there will naturally be some obstacles. There will be no pie in the sky."

Everyone sneered:"The spicy chicken must be the spicy chicken treasure."

Qing Zhan was also a little embarrassed. How about lowering the difficulty in the future?

The white-haired old man smiled and said:"Okay, if that's the case, then the old man will start auctioning this......"

"Wait!"

Another voice came.

Everyone looked around in confusion, and found that the person speaking was actually the handsome young man again.

The strong man from the lizard clan suddenly twitched the corner of his mouth, no, can you guess this?......

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