Zheng Ming's head shook and continued to draw, and when he saw the cold and shining snake spear on the red background, Zheng Ming finally had a feeling of wanting sin. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Fortunately, the skill of this Zhangba snake spear is not to sharpen iron like mud, but to break armor, otherwise Zheng Ming would really have to cry out for his god-like guess.

The fourth, the drum urn and the golden hammer! This is so fierce, but ...... But it's just so fierce!

The fifth, the sword, fuck it, the skill is not, can you not be so pitted, and then the sixth one has, this time, it is a bow, called the eagle, and the function turned out to be seven stones.

......

After drawing seven hero cards in a row, Zheng Ming was really drunk at this time. He never thought that this weapon magic weapon system would be such a pit.

Weapons, his grandmother's is really a weapon!

Uh, what is this handle, although I feel that this weapon system is really pitted, but Zheng Ming still can't help but pull down.

A peerless sword!

It turned out to be a peerless sword that took twenty minutes to use, and in terms of skills, there were two kinds, the first was to swallow the spirit, and the second was to absorb power.

The two skills of absorbing power and swallowing spirits, well, seem to be a little useful, although this kind of use is not very useful for Zheng Ming now, but it is much stronger than the Qinglong Yanyue Knife.

It was at this moment that Zheng Ming discovered that the color of the background of this peerless sword was not red, but yellow.

I understand, this weapon magic weapon is also different, but when it is drawn, they are mixed together. But the odds of them being drawn should be the same.

The yellow prestige value will definitely be able to draw a general-level weapon, while the martial arts weapon is only one-tenth, as for the weapon used in Xiuzhen, the probability is really not ordinarily low!

Pump, pump, pump!

Lao Tzu didn't believe it, and after a hundred draws, he couldn't draw a fairy tale-level magic weapon flying sword.

Jin Su furnace gun, useless!

Male and female whips, go aside!

Grandma's, I already have a Blue Dragon Glaive, so don't come.

Well, a stick, his grandmother's, Lao Tzu doesn't want to be a monk, why do you bring me a stick.

Throw aside, toss aside!

Just when Zheng Ming was about to throw this stick, he suddenly found that this stick seemed to be different!

The golden background, his grandmother's, turned out to be a golden background!

What does the golden background represent, that means this thing, that is, this thing should at least be a weapon at the level of the Divine Strike!

God-level stick, grandma's, don't tell me, it's it. The moment this thought appeared, Zheng Ming looked down at the stick.

Ruyi golden hoop stick!

Uncle, these five words shine brightly on the hero card, giving Zheng Ming the feeling that he almost didn't blind his eyes.

The Ruyi Golden Hoop Stick, the one who held the Ruyi Golden Hoop Stick that made the Heavenly Palace make countless demon gods tremble and make the five directions of heaven and earth tremble.

This time, he really drew something good, and he actually drew a golden hoop stick, and for a while, Zheng Ming had an impulse in his heart, that is, he wanted to dance this golden hoop stick and kill him upside down.

It's just that this impulse was finally suppressed by Zheng Ming. Although it is really cool to urge the golden hoop stick, although using the golden hoop rod is definitely a top enjoyment, but the use time of this golden hoop stick is only twenty minutes.

Twenty minutes!

Twenty minutes later, this golden hoop stick was gone, not to mention that Zheng Ming was a little skeptical, with his small body, could he dance this golden hoop stick?

Zheng Ming has no confidence in himself at this point, after all, this is a golden hoop stick, known as a golden hoop stick of more than 10,000 catties!

Although his strength is not small, it is not an easy matter to use the golden hoop stick like that monkey.

Looking at this golden hoop stick, what magical powers do it have, Zheng Ming quickly looked towards the bottom of the golden hoop stick hero card.

The hero card you use is in your ears, and it can be said that this kind of skill is useless to yourself.

Twenty minutes later, the golden hoop was gone, it became bigger and smaller, and it was actually the same. Depressed in his heart, Zheng Ming continued to look down, and saw that two more skills appeared above: indestructible, indestructible!

Well, these two skills seem to be pretty good, but Zheng Ming is still a little skeptical about these two skills.

If you encounter a magic weapon such as a Taiji diagram or a vajra circle, can this Ruyi Golden Hoop Stick be broken? Anyway, according to Zheng Ming's memory of this stick, it is very difficult to deal with this kind of treasure.

However, against most items, there should still be both of these effects.

Well, there is a fourth skill, which is to turn into a thousand in one way! This literally means that this golden hoop rod can be turned into thousands of golden hoop sticks in a short period of time.

Carefully put the hero card of the golden hoop stick, Zheng Ming drew the hero card again excitedly. At this moment, he was silently reciting in his heart the names that he could think of, those names that were infinitely powerful and had obtained supreme treasures.

"The Heaven Turning Seal, the Yin-Yang Mirror, the Nine Dragons Divine Fire Cover, and the Four Swords of Zhuxian ......"

It's a pity that although he was chattering very comfortably, what he drew was some overlord guns, Xuanhua axes, bright silver guns and the like.

Until he drew a hundred weapons and magic cards, except for the golden hoop stick, nothing good appeared.

Even the ordinary things in Xianxia, such as flying swords and the like, did not appear half, which was really depressing.

Your reputation is not enough! After throwing aside a mountain opening axe, this message appeared in Zheng Ming's heart.

Insufficient, the 100,000 prestige value was used up, Zheng Ming felt unwilling for a while, he just drew a golden hoop stick, and he didn't even draw a magic weapon, and his grandmother's prestige value was gone.

The yellow reputation is gone, but the red reputation is gone. Woo, red's reputation value is still zero, it's really annoying. As for Cyan's reputation, it still hasn't increased by one at this time.

Now there are more than 300 cyan reputation points, and when you wait for 1,000, use the cyan reputation points to draw the hero card, and I don't know what kind of benefits you can get.

Well, it's better to increase the reputation of red, although the hero card drawn from this reputation is used less than once, but ...... But his prestige value, it's better to get it, isn't it?

Not to mention anything else, there are billions, or even tens of billions, of civilians under the control of Vientiane Gate alone, which is their greatest wealth.

If you, the suzerain, can't get prestige from these civilians, then it's a joke?

Just when Zheng Ming was thinking about how to use the fastest way to get the red reputation value and yellow reputation value among the tens of billions of people in his hand, a loud bang suddenly came from the sky.

This loud sound was like a muffled thunder, shaking in all directions.

And with this loud noise, the position where Zheng Ming was sitting also began to tremble wildly.

Zheng Ming was naturally not afraid of this, he took off into the air and rushed towards the room where Mu Wan'er lived. But just as he rushed to the door of Mu Wan'er's room, the shaking disappeared without a trace.

This is not an earthquake, something should have exploded, so there is such a huge tremor, and from the direction of the tremor, this tremor should come from Tianluo Peak.

Jin Jian of Tianluo Peak, when he was in the Hundred Veins Martial Arts, still had a good impression of Zheng Ming, and looked like he wanted to pull Zheng Ming into their lineage, but with Zheng Ming's ascension to the position of the sect master with the Qinglian Sword Song, this one did not appear.

And Zheng Ming, who had only been the sect master for two days, didn't have time to pay attention to Jin Jian, so he didn't pay attention to the news of Tianluo Peak in the past few days.

What did Luo Yimai do this day, how did he make such a big move. If it were the master of another sect, most of them would have ordered their disciples to check at this time, but he, the sect master, was almost a bare-bones commander.

The only disciple is in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and Mu Wan'er, the junior sister, not to mention.

"Senior brother, what happened just now?" Mu Wan'er, who came out in a panic in her pajamas, asked with a hint of worry in her words.

Zheng Ming pouted and said, "I don't know what's wrong, it should be something wrong with Tianluo Peak, Wan'er, you rest first, I'll take a look." ”

As he spoke, Zheng Ming rose into the air and rushed in the direction of Tianluo Peak. The current Zheng Ming can't fly in the void, so he can only perform the light skills of the past and go hundreds of feet.

Although this speed is not slow, but the flying of the imperial weapon or the flight of the mount, it is still a lot behind, Zheng Ming quickly performed light skills, while wondering if he was also exercising a flying treasure.

The distance between Tianluo Peak and Changtian Peak is more than a hundred miles, and although Zheng Ming is a hundred feet away, it took him half an hour to reach Tianluo Peak.

At this moment, outside Tianluo Peak, many disciples had gathered, and the moment they saw Zheng Ming, their expressions were indescribably weird.

There is fear, and there is even more fear, and there is even some hostility. But among them, Zheng Ming hasn't seen much respect.

The respect for the elders, the respect for his position as the head of the sect, this situation made Zheng Ming feel a little uncomfortable.

The reason why so many people are afraid of him is naturally because he killed five heads in one fell swoop, although there are many heads of Vientiane Gate, but being killed five at once still makes ordinary disciples terrified.

"Come here, what's going on?" Zheng Ming pointed at the young man after seeing him look at him with an angry gaze, and then then withdrew his gaze to look away.

The young man didn't expect that Zheng Ming would ask himself something at this time, and he was angry and a little afraid in his heart. After all, this Zheng Ming killed five leaders as soon as he made a move.

And one of these five first seats is his master.

He really wanted to avenge his master, but he knew better, not to mention that Zheng Ming didn't know how to urge the Vientiane Seal, even if Zheng Ming couldn't urge the Vientiane Seal, he was not Zheng Ming's opponent.

Therefore, he could only hide this anger in his heart, but he didn't expect that Zheng Ming would call himself when he came here. (To be continued.) )