The pocket jar of the gold pot is larger, ten inches long, ten inches wide, about 15 inches high, the whole body is gilded, full of gold and jade, non-firearms can not be damaged, and has a very high collection value.

The description in the Arad Naturalist Collection is only a few words, but it is enough to show its value.

In the central hall of the Golden Pot Club, everyone formed a circle.

In the middle of the circle is a pot of gold, and next to it is a ******.

In full view of everyone, a waiter picked up a torch and lit the fuse on the ******.

"Snort", the lead sparks, but it burned straight to the fuel inside the bottle.

"Coaxing", after the fuel was ignited, a large flame bloomed, and it burned to the gold pot next to it in an instant.

"Poof", the golden pot instantly burst out with brilliant golden light, illuminating the whole room as bright as day.

"Head", Hans looked at Yang Jian in surprise, "You won't really open an artifact!" ”。

"Unlikely", Yang Jian looked at the golden light and shook his head.

"It's the chemistry of the fire encountering the jar," the golden pot rolled his eyes.

"Every jar goes through this process."

"This is called a commercial method", Yang Jian looked at the bright flame heart, "give everyone an imaginary expectation".

"Ahem", Jin Pot gestured to Yang Jian with his hand, "Don't say too much."

I saw that the shell of the jar was gradually peeled off under the scorching fire, and the golden light on the periphery gradually weakened.

"Click", the sound of tiles shattering.

"Whoa", a head peeking out of the handle of a weapon from where the jar was broken.

The crowd's eyes widened.

The weapon emitted a faint glow, like a rainbow of light refracted by icicles.

"What is this?"

"Go over and see", the pot of gold beckoned to a strong waiter.

The attendant walked over, picked up the end of the handle, and dragged the weapon out in its entirety.

The rusty blade of the sword, black rust and white crystal set off each other.

"Huh... There was a burst of boos from the scene.

"Ancient Ice Sword", the Golden Pot reported the name of this thing.

"Hahahaha", Yang Jian clapped his hands, "It's really interesting."

"Boss Jin, this time I will pick a jar by myself and open it myself."

"Let you choose", the golden pot waved his hand.

Hearing this, Yang Jian took out the slaughter from his arms, and as if he was conjuring a trick, he spun the flying knife in his hand rapidly.

Walking past the rows of jars, he looked at each one with his eyes like a torch.

The slaughter in his hands has always been like a fruit knife, featureless.

However, upon passing through a certain black jar, the entire Slaughter Blade turned demonic black.

In an instant, the slaughter returned to its original state.

In the next moment, a light flashed in Yang Jian's eyes.

"That's you!" , Yang Jian shouted.

Slash the slaughter knife in your hand into the shell of the jar.

Like a laser knife in surgery, the can shell is broken open without resistance.

Black demonic, golden holy, the two colors intertwined into a strange light that instantly burst out of the crack.

The surrounding torches instantly dimmed, as if they had been strongly suppressed.

"This... , the golden pot looked around, and his face changed greatly.

"What can suppress the fire of the mortal world must be the ultimate fire!"