"The Extreme Flame Breaks the Dao Gun? The natal magic weapon of the first generation of the Extreme Flame Demon God?"

Qin Jun blinked. If this gun was handed over to Ji Bubai, it might have allowed Ji Bubai to take off his combat power.

But if you want to redeem it, you can redeem the most expensive one!

The Hongmeng Emperor Sword with a value of two trillion is high and hangs high above the list, which makes him feel itchy.

Speaking of which, he does not have a super iconic magic weapon.

The Eastern Emperor Taiyi had the Chaos Bell, the Emperor Jun had the River Tu Luoshu, Zhao Gongming had the Dinghaizhu, Yunxiao had the Hunyuan Jin Dou, and Taoist Lu Ya had the flying knife to kill the immortals.

Although he has achieved dual cultivation of Dharma body, and his physical body is a magic weapon, he has no chaotic spiritual treasure that can be said to be a loss of price.

As for Li Yuanba's Chaos Spirit Treasure, if you wait a few more days, his fame is now rising rapidly and there is no stagnation.

"Is this Hongmeng Emperor Sword also a Chaos Spirit Treasure?"

Qin Jun asked curiously in his heart that compared with other Chaos Spirit Treasures, the price is nearly three times, it is ridiculously expensive and obviously not simple.

"This is the most treasure of chaos."

The system replied, making Qin Jun widen his eyes.

The Chaos Spirit Treasure is already so powerful. How strong is the Chaos Supreme Treasure?

When he thought of this, he felt excited.

The Emperor of Heaven is paired with the Emperor's Sword, which is most suitable.

"The Xuanhuang Holy Book, the Wings of the Silent Demon, and the Extreme Flame Breaking Dao Gun are all the treasures of chaos?"

Qin Jun continued to ask in his heart. Lin Yuqi next to him looked at Qin Jun changing his face as if he was singing an opera. He found it interesting and covered his mouth and chuckled.

The other gods and demons are used to it.

"You pass by Su Dizong in front, do you want to go and have a look?"

Fuxi suddenly asked Qin Jun that in the last Holy Sect battle, a saint of Su Dizong participated, and one of them was beaten to death by Sun Wukong, and another one escaped, which was Shangguan Daosheng.

The grudge between Su Dizong and Qin Jun is unlikely to be erased if he loses a saint. If Su Dizong is given a chance in the future, he will definitely take revenge.

Qin Jun thought for a moment and said, "Go!"

Although he was not afraid of Su Dizong, he was also afraid that Su Dizong would seek revenge on the Lin family, and even used the Lin family to threaten him. Although he could not tolerate other people's threats, Lin Yuqi was about to become his concubine, so he could not let this happen.

"Hehe, you can kill the saint again!"

Sun Wukong licked his lips and said with a grim smile that he seemed to be addicted to killing the saint.

Li Yuanba curled his lips and said, "It's my turn to this time!"

Zhu Jiuyin, Yuding Zhenren, Lin Yuqi was sweating profusely when he heard it.

In their mouths, the dignified saints seemed to be inferior to pigs and dogs.

"It seems that I can really reach an unprecedented peak with him."

Zhu Jiuyin's eyes flashed. He had an almost obsessed passion for power, otherwise he would not have become the second only to Dijiang among the twelve ancestor witches.

The real man Yu Ding didn't think so much. He was used to being at peace with him since he came and did not like fighting. Yang Jian became a saint, and he was so happy that he couldn't stop talking about it.

Among the many disciples, he loves Yang Jian the most and treats him like a parent-child.

"Yang Jian, this is the three sharp swords in the universe and the Chaos Spirit Treasure. I am gifted to you. I hope you can maintain the name of the God of War in the Great Qin Heavenly Court."

Qin Jun took out the three sharp swords in the universe and said with a smile. As soon as this treasure came out, everyone felt the cold wind coming, and their eyes were locked on the three sharp swords in the universe and could no longer be diverted.

The hilt of the knife is ten feet long, with snowflakes on the black background, which is very dazzling. The blade is divided into three sharp edges, and the cold light flashes. A sharpness that is like a world-breaking force hits the face, making the eyes of the gods and demons lit up.

Yang Jian's breathing became rapid and said in a trembling voice: "I'll give it to me?"

Chaos Spirit Treasure!

The Yuding Zhenren, Houtu, Death Dao, Ji Bubai, Fuxi, and Zhu Jiuyin all had their mouths twitching. It was okay for the Bodhi Patriarch, but he was the most holy person in the heavenly way, no longer looked down on the Chaos Spirit Treasure.

With a handful of Chaos Spirit Treasures, how many treasures did Qin Jun hide?

Lin Yuqi blinked. She didn't know what the Chaos Spirit Treasure was, but she could feel the extraordinaryness of the three sharp swords in the universe.

"Your Majesty? Where is me?" Li Yuanba stopped resigning, like a young wife, but she was not cute enough.

Qin Jun rolled his eyes and said, "You will have them in the future."

Ji Bubai rubbed his hands and smiled, "I remember there is still me."

"Well, I will give you the magic weapon of the first generation of the Extreme Flame Demon God in the future." Qin Jun nodded.

The first generation of extreme flame demon?

Ji Bubai was speechless and completely disbelieved.

At this time, Qin Jun took out another magic weapon, which made everyone unable to turn their eyes away again.

Hongmeng Emperor Sword!

The sword is crystal clear and bright red, surrounded by blood, and there is a faint sound of dragons and phoenixes. The blade is as wide as a fist. A vast aura that seems to come from the past overflows, and the space surrounding it is rapidly regressing also begins to twist.

"This is……"

Bodhi Patriarch suddenly became uneasy and his eyes were straightened.

Qin Jun took out his sword sheath, hid his sword in it, put it on his belt, and smiled and said, "This is the Hongmeng Emperor's sword. In the future, it will be my sword. It will kill the Supreme Beyond Heaven and the Nine Nether Yellow Springs."

"Your Majesty, this sword seems to be very powerful?" Li Yuanba said jealously. This was the first time he became interested in swords.

Sun Wukong and Yang Jian nodded subconsciously. Compared with the Hongmeng Emperor Sword, the three sharp swords in the universe all seemed ordinary.

Even if the two treasures do not show their power, they can make people feel the gap.

Even Taotie at his feet looked at the Hongmeng Emperor Sword with fear, as if he had encountered a natural enemy.

"This treasure is probably beyond the level of Chaos Spirit Treasure."

The real man Yu Ding sighed that Fuxi, Houtu, and Zhu Jiuyin all nodded because they all thought of the Chaos Bell of Donghuang Taiyi.

That is the existence beyond the Chaos Spirit Treasure.

Qin Jun laughed loudly and changed the subject and said, "Su Dizong is here!"

With the treasure of chaos in his arms, he was in a happy mood.

"Yes!"

Fuxi nodded and waved his sleeves while he spoke.

At this moment, the Su Di Sect was very lively.

The head of Sudizong is located on a giant island, which is comparable to the sun star. There are countless mountains on the mountain. The river surging in the mountains, like a river of heaven. In the central area, there is a stone statue as high as 100,000 feet high. It is a portrait of a person whose face is invisible. His right hand pointed to the sky, as if he was yelling at the sky.

Below the stone statue is an extremely spacious square.

Yan Nu, covered in blood, knelt in front of the stone statue, with tens of thousands of stone steps behind him, and stood full of disciples of Su Di Sect.

"Yan Nu!"

The beggar girl shouted, "She was tied to a stone pillar and could not move, and there were ten disciples guarding her around her."

Shangguan Daosheng and the other powerful Su Dizong stood not far away, examining Yan Nu.

Yan Nu knelt on the ground, his hands drooping, his bones obviously shattered. His stone stick was placed flat in front of his knees. His eyes were turbid and lifeless. Blood dripped along his jaw, extremely miserable.

"Sect Master, this guy is the last member of the Yi Barbarian tribe, so he can't be killed!"

Shangguan Daosheng gritted his teeth and said to a man in blue robe next to him. The man in blue robe was the leader of Su Di Sect, Su Feihe.

Su Feihe's face was calm, his eyes were flashing with murderous intent, and it became more and more intense.

"Hmph! The barbarians should have been destroyed long ago. When we betrayed Emperor Su, should we keep him?"

Another saint said angrily that he had lost his right arm and his right shoulder was bleeding, obviously because he had just experienced a big battle.
Chapter completed!