When the gray-robed man heard this, he was inexplicable, and the iron rod that he finally used his body to pounce on suddenly moved, and he almost flew out again.

The gray-robed man was so frightened that he hurriedly hugged him.

The iron rod was indeed a treasure, and he knew it better than anyone.

It was obtained by him by a coincidence that he had escaped with this iron rod more than once, or had killed his enemies.

This is a life-saving treasure, especially at this time, and it must not be lost.

But the strength of the iron rod was very strong at this time, and under the conflict, he actually took the entire body of the gray-robed man and scurried around in the stone hall.

The chairs and coffee tables in the stone hall were knocked over one after another.

Luo Hengbo's eyes lit up, and she saw that after the tiger skin seat in the middle overturned, a treasure chest underneath was revealed.

At this moment, Mo Ziqing stretched out his hand and grabbed the void.

The gray-robed man felt a huge surge of force, and the iron rod in his hand could no longer be grasped, and it was out of his palm.

One hovered and landed on Mo Ziqing's palm.

The gray-robed man looked horrified.

Mo Ziqing ignored him, stared at the iron rod in his hand for a long time, and seemed to say to himself, "I'm already here, and you should see the light of day again." ”

After speaking, the other hand suddenly shone brightly, like a miniature sun, shining so brightly that the gray-robed man couldn't open his eyes.

Then, the hand swiped the iron rod!

The mottled and chaotic layers of things on the iron rod fell one after another, and in the blink of an eye, the iron rod changed its appearance.

It's a spear!

The spear was pitch black, and I don't know what material it was made of.

But when you look at it, it seems to feel like it's breathing, as if it's alive.

Mo Ziqing still looked disgusted, "Kaiguang is still so ugly, it seems that you have to take the time to repair it." ”

The spear vibrated lightly and let out a soft roar! The voice was also a few tones smooth, as if it were complaining.

Seeing this, Luo Hengbo, who was priing open the treasure chest and rummaging, instantly understood, and said in surprise: "This gun...... Could it be? ”

"This is the Xuanyue Soul Sealing Gun, which is seriously damaged and a little ugly." Mo Ziqing said so, the corners of his mouth rose, and he could see that he was still very happy.

The two magic weapons of his previous life, a falling star bow and a Xuanyue soul sealing spear.

This is his natal artifact, and it is also his own creation, and the loyalty and fit have reached a perfect state. It's just that the Xuanyue Soul Slayer Spear needs to be overhauled, and this has been lowered to the level of a treasure.

When he came here with Hengbo, he had always looked down on this low-level plane, but he never expected that this Xuanyue Soul Sealing Spear would be found in such a low-level plane.

Is there any reason for this?

Yes, why did he jump from the Sansheng Cliff and chase Hengbo so easily, and he chased here all of a sudden. It also has a certain relationship with the Soul Killer Gun in this plane.

But no matter what, when I found this gun, I became stronger.

It is also more certain to restore the cultivation of the previous life.

"This is the Xuanyue Soul Sealing Spear? Congratulations! Luo Hengbo was very happy, laughed like a ball of flowers, leaped over, and touched it.

"The damage to this gun is too serious, and it needs to be refined."

Mo Ziqing said, raised his head, and looked at the gray-robed man in the corner who secretly wanted to escape......

"You brought me a gun, how can I repay you?"

When the gray-robed man saw that he was discovered, his face turned pale with fright, and he didn't know what it was like in his heart at this time.