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Huh!

Xiao Chen put the body of God Nawa into the bone ring.

"It's really dead."

Xiao Chen looked at the empty bed and breathed a sigh of relief.

He wants to take the God of Nava into the bone ring, and also wants to see if this guy is completely dead.

After all, his bone ring cannot be entered by living creatures.

If you can get in, it must be dead.

Later, he was put into the bone ring by the bed.

However, he didn't put the body of God Nava on the bed again. Once he arrived at his site, he still wanted to be so comfortable?

What are you thinking about!

He also wanted to do nothing every day and just lie in bed as a salted fish!

He has never lived such a good life!

After Xiao Chen finished putting in the bed, he took the Xuanyuan knife and the green beads, and went around the cave again. After making sure that there was nothing left, he walked out.

When he was almost at the entrance of the cave, he thought of something, and took out some of the things from the bone ring before and put it into a black sack.

This black sack was also obtained by him in the cave.

I don't know what material it is made of, it is very strong, and there are many ghost symbols on it.

"Ha ha."

Xiao Chen looked at the black sacks in his hands, grinned, and walked out.

When he came out of the cave, he instantly attracted everyone's attention.

The powerful Siamese all stared at Xiao Chen and the black sacks in his hands, and the rewards were not small!

Su Shiming and others also got up and walked over.

"The third brother, what's in it?"

Without waiting for others to ask, Old Mo Zhao couldn't wait to ask.

"There is not much, that's all."

Xiao Chen raised the black sack in his hand and said.

"Huh? What's all there?"

Old Mo Zhao stepped forward and asked.

"Don't you want to go in and have a look? No danger, you can go in and have a look."

Xiao Chen said, and gave the green beads to Old Mo Zhao.

"Wait a moment, let me see what you have gained."

Old Mo Zhao took the green beads and said.

"A little gain..."

Xiao Chen smiled, opened the black sack, and took out the skull with patina.

He didn't plan to ask for this thing. Even if there were two corpses in the bone ring, put another skull, it would be more permeating.

He plans to figure out what this thing is, and then give it to Lunwei, and make it stronger.

The subordinate is so weak, he is the master, and his face is dull.

"This...really?"

Old Mo Zhao brought it over and asked in surprise.

"Well, really."

Xiao Chen nodded.

"Why, do you like it? Like you take it away."

"What do I want this thing for? Although I am an old demon, I am not magical enough to swagger through the market with a skull... Besides, what use can it be?"

Old Mo Zhao shook his head, not interested.

"You can use it as a weapon, whoever provokes you, you can hit him with this skull."

Xiao Chen smiled.

"Pull it down."

Old Mo Zhao curled his lips.

"This... Black Skeleton?"

Lunwei next to him, obviously recognized something, his eyes widened.

"Black Skeleton?"

Xiao Chen was taken aback, really knew each other?

"Yes... it's a black skull!"

The black-robed old man also exclaimed in surprise, this thing is actually in the hands of God Nawa?

Yes, it seems that Siam has also lost the shadow of the black skeleton since the **** Navar disappeared.

"Why do you use it?"

Xiao Chen asked.

"One of the treasures of the black line, Feitoujiang came from it..."

Lun Wei hurriedly introduced.

"Oh, a flying head? Can you make it fly?"

Xiao Chen asked curiously.

"I...I'm not a big head-down master yet, no."

Lunwei smiled bitterly.

"At least you have to be a master to use him."

"Oh, then you take it back and study it slowly."

Xiao Chen said and threw it to Lunwei.

"what?"

Lunwei caught it subconsciously, a little sluggish, what does it mean?

"Ah what, I gave it to you."

Xiao Chen said casually.

"Send... to me?"

Lunwei was even more sluggish.

Not only him, but the powerful Siamese are also dull.

Even the old monk and others have their eyes wide open.

Although they are not the head-down master, but they also know the name of the black skull, this is one of the most treasures!

Now, Xiao Chen gave it to Lunwei casually?

"Yes, it's for you."

Seeing their reaction, Xiao Chen smiled inwardly and nodded.

"It's useless if I keep it."

"I……"

Lunwei opened his mouth, trying to say something, but couldn't say it.

He felt dreaming, so unreal.

Even his hand holding the skull was trembling.

"By the way, aren't you about to become a great head drop master? This is also for you... All the above are all head drop techniques. See if it helps you."

Xiao Chen said, took out the book and handed it to Lunwei.

""Black God Falling"!"

Lunwei looked at the front page of the book and exclaimed.

"what?"

"Is it "Black God Falling"?"

"This black-clothed head-down collection is actually in the hands of God Nava?"

The black-robed old man and others screamed, very shocked.

"Also... also sent me?"

Ron Wei's voice was trembling, and his body was trembling.

"Well, I gave it to you."

Xiao Chen was very satisfied with the reaction of the Siamese powerhouse and Rongwei, and wanted this effect.

"Maybe you can find an opportunity to take that step."

thump!

Ron Wei directly knelt on one knee, raised his hands and pressed them on the top of his head.

This is the highest etiquette among the descendants, and it also means swearing allegiance to the death.

"Mr. Xiao, I will swear to you, I will swear allegiance to you and never betray..."

Lunwei said loudly.

"Ha ha."

Xiao Chen looked at the kneeling Lunwei with a smile. Two things he didn't need were replaced by a loyal subordinate...Although he was temporarily weak, he also made a profit.

Other people looked at Lunwei on his knees, but they didn't feel the slightest contempt, but... all kinds of envy.

Even the old man in black robes and Master Shanmu.

If someone can give them Black Skeleton and "Black God Descends", let them kneel down and swear allegiance to death, they are willing!

"Get up, follow me, and don't treat you badly."

After Xiao Chen finished talking to Lunwei, he took out another thing from the black sack, it was the bell.

when!

As he shook, a clear sound came out.

"Desperate Bell?"

The black-robed old man recognized it first and exclaimed.

"Despite Bell? Why do you use it?"

Xiao Chen looked at the black robe old man and shook the bell again.

"Desperate Bell..."

Lunwei's eyes widened.

"The dementing bell that can only be used by the head descending master is said to be able to condense the soul thousands of miles away and kill people invisibly!"

"Oh? So awesome?"

Xiao Chen was surprised.

"Lunwei, can you use it?"

"what?"

Lunwei's eyes became rounder, won't you give it to him again?

"No, no, Mr. Xiao, I don't need it... this dementing bell can only be used by the deity master."

Although he also wanted to have it, he knew very well that he could not be too greedy.

It is a great luck and blessing to get Black Skull and "Black God Falling"!

"Okay, then I will take it first, and then I will use it when you come down to the master."

Xiao Chen said, glanced at the black robe old man and the others, and put away the dementing bell.

The black-robed old man and the others were full of greed and wanted to grab it, but he abruptly stopped the idea.

They dare not.

"What does this little white flag do?"

Xiao Chen took out another small flag, which was white all over, with ghost symbols on it.

"Himming banner..."

The black-robed old man jumped wildly again, still feeling uncomfortable.

He felt that he really couldn't help but want to grab it.

They are all legendary treasures!

Who can stand this!

"Hunting banner? That was the dementing bell just now. Is this the hallowing banner?"

Xiao Chen muttered, shook slightly, and looked at Pakse.

"Can you use it?"

"I……"

Pakse is also dumbfounded, what do you mean, won't you give it to him?

"This is the treasure of the white clothes line..."

"The one in white clothes? Haha, I can see that the black one is black, and the white one is white...Aren't you in white? Just right."

Xiao Chen finished speaking with a smile, and threw the little white flag to Pakse.

Pakse took it over in a hurry, looking at the small flag in his hand, very uncomfortable.

The black-robed old man and the others are a little numb, how can God Nawa have so many treasures?

Just when they looked at the black sack in Xiao Chen's hand and wanted to see what was left in it, Xiao Chen didn't plan to take it out.

"Forget it, we in China have a saying, "We don't reveal the money", we don't take it out, and we will divide it when we go back."

Xiao Chen glanced at them and said to Lunwei and Pakse.

"There is still a lot, go back and divide it."

"..."

The black-robed old man and the others are very uncomfortable. If you don't get it, you don't need to get it. Now if you want to know what's there, it won't work?

However, they dare not say anything.

Su Shiming chuckles, this kid is too bad, absolutely deliberate!

"This sack..."

Master Shanmu stared at the black sack in Xiao Chen's hand and suddenly spoke.

"Oh, I took it inside. I didn't have anything to install. I will use it to install things."

Xiao Chen said casually.

"Wuluo bag...it's Wuluo bag!"

Master Shanmu's voice changed.

"what?"

One after another, his eyes fell on the black sack again. Even the sack that contained things was a treasure?

They are too irritated.

"Oh? It's also a good thing? Haha, yes, there is something more about this **** of nava."

Xiao Chen said with a smile.

"..."

The black-robed old man and others feel a little suffocated, so many good things, even if they get one of them!

"Old Zhao, are you still going in? If you don't go in, let's go."

Xiao Chen turned his head and looked at Old Mo Zhao.

"Huh? I'll go in and see... Isn't it dangerous?"

Although what they were talking about just now ~www.ltnovel.com~ Old Mo Zhao didn't understand, but he understood the constipation expressions of the Siamese powerhouse.

"No danger."

Xiao Chen shook his head.

"Row."

Old Mo Zhao said, holding the green beads and walking inside.

When he walked to the entrance, he had suffered a loss, slowed down, first touched lightly with his hands, only after he found that his hands could go in, he relieved himself and stepped forward.

"Fuck..."

After he entered, he couldn't help but burst out a foul language.

Looking around, it was empty...not even a fur!

"What I should have thought of, what I should have thought of...this guy is like this everywhere."

Old Mo Zhao muttered, then turned and walked out.

It's empty, you can read it at a glance...It's really nothing good!