1533: C1533 A Million Pounds of Mother's Gold(11)

C1533 A Million Pounds of Mother's Gold(11)

1533 kgs of maternal golds (11)1

"Let's go. "

Qin Sheng put away his last bit of pity. The Golden Spirit Knife in his hand turned into a Bladelight. Wherever it passed, the fragile space would collapse inch by inch. This was a genuine Terrifying power.

It was difficult to find a complete and complete spirit weapon in the entire Thirty-six Dynasty of Wasteland.

Even Yu Quan had to pay a huge price to find such a The Northland restricted area.

Xia Yue raised her head. She was very proud. She was the strongest in the Grand Xia, direct daughter. She was a terrifying existence that would become a female emperor in the future. But at this moment, facing Qin Sheng, who was two Qin Shengs weaker than her, there was nothing she could do except wait for death.

This was the absolute pressure of the soul realm. Qin Sheng's soul realm was much higher than the Martial arts cultivation realm, and even higher than The Most Powerful's, who was in the Manifestation realm.

Xia Yue's soul had suffered a serious injury. She really didn't have any more card bottoms to fight Qin Sheng.

Right at this moment, an old and colorless hand stretched out. The finger was too old and wrinkled, like a dead branch that had been in ruins for ten thousand years, let alone a Divine Palace expert. Even if it was an ordinary Invigorated Meridian Realm martial artist, with just a slight touch, he would be turned into ashes.

However, this finger that looked like a rotting dead branch lightly flicked Qin Sheng's Golden Spirit Knife.

"Clang!"

The ear-splitting sound of metal hitting metal exploded in Qin Sheng's ears. The Golden Spirit Knife started to crack at a speed that could be seen by the naked eye. Soon after, it began to disintegrate inch by inch. All the metals and Spirit Patternss were turned into ashes.

Qin Sheng's face was filled with shock. He made a prompt decision and threw the Golden Spirit Knife away. Otherwise, the terrifying power of mountain watcher would be transmitted to him. Although Qin Sheng's body was very strong, he would still die from the shock.

"Senior! What do you mean by this?"

Qin Sheng was very dissatisfied. In fact, he had been cursing in his heart for a long time. His hand was trembling, and the space between his thumb and forefinger split open. The blood dripped onto the cold ground.

Mountain watcher's aged face turned around. No one could tell whether he was happy or angry, but he could still show a hint of disdain and displeasure in his cloudy eyes.

This mountain watcher really didn't like Qin Sheng. Was he going to go against the rules and attack Qin Sheng?

Could he kill Xia Yue? Qin Sheng really didn't care much about it, but his spirit knife was a genuine spirit weapon. It was priceless, even if it wasn't as valuable as the mixed metagold. But now, it was very useful to Qin Sheng.

"It's meaningless. The time it takes for an incense stick to burn is up. "

Mountain watcher's voice was cold and ruthless. He didn't have the slightest bit of apology for destroying Qin Sheng's spirit knife.

"I hereby declare the end of the ranking competition. "

Mountain watcher's voice was cold as he said, "18,000 kilograms of mixed metagolds. Qin Sheng obtains 15,000 kilograms. Xia Yue obtains 3,000 kilograms. "

As there were only two people left with the Myriad Mountains Rankings, this meant that the eighteen thousand jin mixed metagolds were divided between Qin Sheng and Xia Yue.

Even though they had lost the Golden Spirit Knife, this kind of power was extremely great. Killing The Omnipotent Expert of the Manifestation Realm was as easy as cutting melons and vegetables, but to a 10,000-kilogram mixed metagold, it was definitely much more expensive.

"Buzz, buzz, buzz ~"

The Primordial Divine Tree's light shot out in all directions, and the tree trunk trembled. A large number of mixed metagolds fell down like ripe melons, as if they were proficient in spirituality. They automatically flew in front of Qin Sheng and Xia Yue.

A total of 15,000 kilograms of mixed metagolds! Qin Sheng felt that his eyes were also golden.

"Collect!"

Qin Sheng waved his hand, and with a thought, he waved his hand. * Hong Long. . . . . . *

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