Chapter 1225
"Although the age of this spirit grass is good, the quality is too bad."

"It's still a high-level continent, isn't there a few good things in this treasure house?"

Xiao Miao rummaged through the pile of spirit grass in distaste, but there seemed to be nothing worth looking at.

Zhang Future silently followed behind, and saw that the spirit grass that Xiao Miao disliked was obviously a priceless thing in Yanyang Continent, but it became a disliked thing in Xiao Miao's hands.

This Ziqingcao, 2000 year old, is already very rare, Xiao Miao actually said that it needs at least 5000 year old.

There is also the 500-year-old Jade Ganoderma lucidum, which has the effect of bringing the dead back to life for ordinary people, but it is also disgusted by Xiaomiao that the age is not enough.

The 800-year-old Rongyancao, the 1000-year-old Xuanhuangguo, and the 200-year-old Qiangguo are all first-class goodies.

Zhang Weiwei was shocked by the things in the treasure house, but Xiao Miao didn't even have a single thing to look at.

Li Qingluan took a rough look, and then put all the spirit herbs into the Ring of Nothingness. As Li Qingluan's sleeves fluttered, all the herbs in the spirit herb room were put into the Ring of Nothingness.

"In the future, when these spirit herbs are refined into pills, the effect will be even better." Li Qingluan said slowly, also explaining the meaning of all the spirit herbs being included in the ring of nothingness.

Zhang Weiwei's eyes moved, and he said gratefully: "Miss, there is no need to explain, all the treasures belong to the lady."

"..."

Li Qingluan smiled, but didn't say anything. After leaving the Lingcao room, Xiao Miao went to the Dan room next.

In the elixir room, there were all kinds of elixir, without exception, they were all disgusted by Xiaomiao.

As a fifth-rank alchemist Li Qingluan, the best pills are not easy for her at all.

In the elixir room in front of him, he drank a lot of elixir, but most of them were top-grade, and there were not even top-grade elixir.

Most of them are fourth-rank pills, and even fifth-rank pills are packed in just a few boxes, which is pitifully small, let alone sixth-rank pills.

"Xiao Miao, alchemists are very rare. Do you think that any family can have many top-quality pills?" Li Qingluan looked at Xiao Miao with a funny face, and looked at the whole continent. She dared to say that the pills in this pill room were absolutely It is what those monks flock to.

"Sister, when you reach the sixth-grade alchemist, can we dominate the mainland?"

Xiao Miao's fiery red eyes blinked and blinked, and she looked at Li Qingluan with a look in her eyes.

"Dominate the continent, you really dare to think about it." Li Qingluan raised his hand and knocked a chestnut, and said with an angry smile: "On the Qingxuan Continent, not to mention monks in the Mahayana period, there are also many monks in the tribulation period , what do you think can be done with my cultivation level in this distraction period?"

"..." Xiao Miao was very wronged, and went to other places as soon as she jumped up.

Treasure room.

The highest is the low-grade spiritual weapon, and there are also top-grade treasures and top-grade treasures. The largest number is also the worst quality top-grade treasure.

"In the future, put it in a storage bag." Li Qingluan threw a dozen storage bags over, without looking carefully, he emptied all the treasures.

With Li Qingluan, Zhang Future, and Xiaomiao, the huge treasury was all emptied.

On the ground, the Su family.

Su Chengfeng is already the bow of the strong.

Looking around, the Su family was like ruins, and in the flames soaring into the sky, people from the Su family fell to the ground everywhere.

Even the few elders and relatives around him were dying and had no strength to fight.

Could it be that the Su family is really about to fall today?

Su Chengfeng was lying on the ground with injuries all over his body. Qin Yan rode a black dragon and looked down at him condescendingly. His incomparably handsome features were indifferent and alienated.

"Even if you want to destroy my Su family, what kind of power should I have as the Ghost King of the Nether Palace?" Su Chengfeng spat out a mouthful of blood. Less than [-]% of the spiritual power in his body was left in the battle just now. Counterattack is almost impossible.

Simply, Su Chengfeng let go.

"In the future, everyone in the Qingxuan Continent and the Underworld will know about it." Qin Yan's indifferent words revealed a strong self-confidence, his innate nobility and domineering aura.

No one knows?

Su Chengfeng murmured, and suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed loudly. In the chaotic Su family, Su Chengfeng's smile was tinged with misery.

Not far away, Fan Changqing and Chi Zhongliang saw this scene, and they couldn't help but feel a little touched. The man riding on the black dragon in midair is so confident?

Many years later, Fan Changqing and Chi Zhongliang realized that today's battle was the most correct decision made by their Fan family and Chi family.

And the man above the black dragon has also become the person they look up to.

"Hei Xuan, get ready." Qin Yan's expression suddenly became serious.

Sensing a powerful force, Hei Xuan regained his former laziness, and focused his eyes on one place.

"Who dares to touch my Su family!" A resounding voice resounded above the Su family, and all the Su family, who were fighting for the last time, had a surge of hope.

Grandpa Su was released, and they were saved.

All the Su family think so.

Even Su Chengfeng, the moment he saw his father, was so excited that he burst into tears.

"Father, the child is unfilial and failed to protect the Su family." Su Chengfeng knelt in front of the man, bowing his head and admitting his mistake.

"Fan Changqing, Chi Zhongliang, you actually joined forces to bring trouble to the Su family." Mr. Su glanced at Fan Changqing and Chi Zhongliang indifferently.

The two of them trembled in their hearts, and they looked at Qin Yan at the same time.

If Mr. Su can't solve this problem, what awaits the Fan family and the Chi family will be a devastating revenge.

For some reason, Fan Changqing always had a feeling that the Ghost King riding a black dragon was not afraid of Mr. Su.

With this in mind, Fan Changqing and Chi Zhongliang did not choose to leave, but watched the battle from the sidelines.

"You, are you the ghost king?" Old Master Su looked at Qin Yan with disdain, and said coldly, "It's just a late-stage cultivation, do you really think you are a god?"

When old man Su received the news from Su Chengfeng, he was so angry that he dared to deal with the Su family while he was in seclusion. When old man Su came out and saw the ruins of the Su family, he was even more furious.

Seeing the death of several important elders and younger disciples of the Su family, Mr. Su was even more furious.

"It's just right, I want to compete with Mr. Su." Qin Yan said, not caring about Mr. Su's early Mahayana cultivation, but took the initiative to attack.

Qin Yan changed from sitting to standing, and he stood on the body of the black dragon as steadily as Mount Tai in a black robe, and the faint blue light like lightning moved towards Mr. Su.

"Thousands of thunder." Qin Yan gave a low voice, and tens of thousands of thunder lights attacked old man Su. Looking from a distance, old man Su was surrounded by a faint blue rain of swords.

(End of this chapter)

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