After walking out of the ruins, Long Hao did not leave the Falling Demon Ridge directly.

Instead, he found a secret place and prepared to take inventory of the treasures in the storage spirit ring.

Just now, he only made a cursory investigation, and found a mountain of treasures in it, and his heart was shaken.

"Prison Dragon Ring?"

The white jade ring has been yellowed and full of antiquity, and it is engraved with three cumbersome small characters.

When his consciousness penetrated into it, Long Hao once again gasped deeply: "It is worthy of being the treasure of the Thousand Puppet King, and the space in it may really be able to accommodate a giant dragon......"

The space ring treasure was already extremely rare, and none of the holy land geniuses like Lin Jianqing could have one.

And the ordinary space ring treasure is only a few zhang in size, but the space in the dragon ring is like a manor, extremely vast.

In the gray space, a large number of spirit stones were piled up, occupying a corner, obviously they were all low-grade spirit stones, and the dignified thousand puppet kings couldn't look down on them at all, but they were just piled up on the side.

But there are tens of thousands of dollars.

In addition to the lower-grade spirit stones, Long Hao also found boxes of neatly stacked medium-grade spirit stones.

The value of middle-grade spirit stones is still a hundred times that of lower-grade spirit stones, and it is even rarer, which is a necessary thing for the daily cultivation of strong people above the Divine Power Realm.

It's a pity that the number is too small, only a few hundred.

"Obediently, is this a top-grade spirit stone?" Long Hao exclaimed, and in a box, three shining spirit stones were found.

Displayed there, it is as dazzling as three stars, and the pure energy contained in it is like the Yangtze River.

The use of high-grade spirit stones is more extensive, and it is even rarer, the value of one piece is more than 10,000 low-grade spirit stones, and there is no market.

Looking away, on the shelves on the other side, there were a large number of bottles and jars containing elixirs, stacks of martial arts cheats, and piles of various talismans......

The treasure in a ring can be compared to a treasure trove.

But when Long Hao investigated them one by one, he couldn't help but turn green, and couldn't help but scold: "Damn Thousand Puppet Kings, it's too loser." ”

There was not much of that elixir left, and the stacks of martial arts cheats and the stacks of talismans were all low-level......

It can be said that before the Thousand Puppet King died, he consumed almost everything he could use, and the rest was some garbage that he didn't like.

Don't talk about a thousand puppet kings, even Long Hao can't look down on these things.

Even, Long Hao wondered if the treasures in the storage spirit ring had been dropped by Qin Wuji.

In addition to these things, all that was left in the Dragon Prison Ring were mountains of metal parts, arms and legs, and strange things in the shape of chariots and beasts......

Apparently discarded parts and broken puppets.

"The storage spirit ring of a dignified king has become a garbage dump......"

Long Hao couldn't help but secretly slander himself.

But as soon as he looked around, he saw that there was a humanoid puppet standing next to the garbage.

The puppet was extremely rough and bare, and its black skin was pitted, as if it had been soaked in sulfuric acid.

The reason why Long Hao noticed this puppet was because he sensed a rather familiar aura on its body.

After carefully observing for a while, Long Hao finally discovered the source of that familiar aura, and his gaze suddenly fixed on the puppet's clenched left hand.

To be exact, it was not the shape of a human hand, but an iron claw, clutching a dark green bead tightly.

The beads had long since shattered, and only a small part was held in the claws.

The aura that escaped from it was incomparably violent and chaotic, with a kind of magic that could erode the soul, and just by looking at it, Long Hao's consciousness was almost sucked in.

That aura was exactly the same as the aura of those green spars in the Falling Demon Ridge, only more pure and terrifying, with an extremely strong coercion.

"Magic beads, and they are king-level magic beads!"

Long Hao's heart was shocked, with the experience of the Burning Sky Demon Emperor, he would not admit his mistake.

"It should be the ...... of the demon king who fell on the Falling Demon Ridge"

After a brief shock, Long Hao's heart became ecstatic.

The value of a king-level magic bead is definitely not weaker than a golden pill of a king-level powerhouse.

The king-level magic bead also contains the lifelong inheritance and skill of the demon king.

It's just that ordinary human cultivators can't refine and absorb it, otherwise they will go mad on the spot and explode to death.

However, Long Hao does not have this restriction, and cultivating the Chaos Ancestral Dragon Decisive can refine all the energy in the world.

"It's a pity that there is only a small piece left, what a tyrannical thing!"

Long Hao smacked his lips and secretly said that it was a pity, but he was not depressed, even if there was only a small piece left, it was enough to help him break through the transcendent realm.

"It's really hard to find a place to step on iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get there!"

Although the Thousand Puppet King's Golden Pill was obtained by Qin Wuji, which made Long Hao very unwilling, but now that he had this fragment of the king-level magic bead, he was also satisfied.

"But what is the origin of this puppet, did it kill the demon king?"

Looking at the puppet's iron claw holding the magic bead, Long Hao seemed to see a puppet fighting the heavens and the earth, slaying it like a meteor, tearing the body of the demon king with one claw, and crushing all the magic beads in his body......

After recovering from his senses, Long Hao couldn't help but shake his head, if it was really as he thought, then this puppet would be too terrifying.

The puppet that can kill the Demon King is definitely not trivial.

"I just don't know if this puppet is damaged......" Looking at the tattered appearance of the puppet, Long Hao frowned, but he was still ready to give it a try.

As soon as his mind moved, the humanoid puppet appeared by Long Hao's side out of thin air.

"Meow!" Long Xiaomeow was startled by the puppet that suddenly appeared, and the hair all over his body exploded.

However, after observing for a while, it found that the other party was motionless, and driven by curiosity, it stretched out its little paw to test it, and after making sure that the other party would not move, it jumped up.

The little guy was very curious, and looked east and west, and after a while, he wrapped himself around his arm and drooped down, and his eyes fell on the puppet's right hand in surprise.

"Hey, what is this?"

The attention just now was all on the king-level magic bead, and Long Hao only found out that the puppet was actually holding something in his right hand.

It was seven or eight inches long, two or three inches wide, with clear water chestnut angles and golden light all over.

"Gold Bricks?"

Long Hao was stunned for a while, such mundane things as gold and silver, cultivators disdain to carry them, but that square object did look exactly the same as gold bricks.

Long Xiaomeow curiously stretched out his claws and knocked on it, and suddenly made a crisp metallic sound.