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The middle-aged man was still a little dizzy.

Although the Soul Suppression Coffin did not cause substantial damage to his soul just now, the sudden shock and oppression was also unbearable for ordinary people.

Fortunately, the middle-aged man is a ground-level powerhouse with excellent physical fitness, so he can recover in a short period of time.

If you were an ordinary person, you would at least have to lie in bed all day.

"I ...... I was just that? ”

The middle-aged man covered his head with his hands, stood up straight, and looked around, his face full of confusion.

Since he had just woken up, he hadn't remembered many things yet, and he needed to recall.

Chen Feng didn't bother him, just stood quietly beside him, waiting for him to recall.

After about a minute, the middle-aged man made all the previous things clear, including the soul coffin that Chen Feng took out!

Although he didn't know what it was, he knew that it was because the Soul Suppression Coffin hit him that he would be in a short coma.

Thinking of this, the middle-aged man hurriedly looked at Chen Feng and asked very curiously, "Xiao Chen, what is that black coffin you threw at me just now?" ”

"This ...... Please forgive me for not being able to tell you! ”

Chen Feng shook his head apologetically.

It's not that Chen Feng doesn't believe in middle-aged men.

On the contrary, since the middle-aged man was sent by his grandfather, Chen Feng believed that he would not harm himself.

But as the saying goes, the heart of defense is indispensable.

For a treasure like the soul coffin, it's better not to tell others easily, otherwise it will make others red, which will lead to death.

This is exactly the reason why money does not leak out.

Even for people who trust more, there are some things that should be kept secret.

"Haha, it seems that Xiao Chen, you are still more cautious, okay, if you don't say it, don't say it, don't expose your wealth, I know this truth."

"However, you are really a good baby, you can make me dizzy for so long, if I guess correctly, it should be at least a superb spiritual weapon!"

The middle-aged man looked up and smiled.

Like cultivators, magic weapons are also graded.

From low to high, it is roughly divided into three major levels: spiritual weapons, artifacts, and holy relics.

And between each major level, there are also four small levels.

Lower, medium, and best!

The higher the grade, the higher the level of the magic weapon, the more powerful it is.

For ancient martial arts cultivators, the magic weapon was very important, a powerful magic weapon was enough to turn the entire battle around.

The two who were originally evenly matched were likely to decide the winner because of a magic weapon.

There are also some people whose strength is not very good, because of a magic weapon against the sky, they can compete with the strong.

This shows the importance of the magic weapon.

However, this kind of thing is a magic weapon, any one, it is extremely precious, and it is impossible to find.

In the secular world, casually flowing out of a low-grade spiritual weapon can be auctioned for a sky-high price.

Even in the ancient martial arts realm, magic weapons are not very common.

Whoever dares to have a superb spiritual weapon will already be a cow.

Artifacts can be said to be very few, as if they are rare.

As for the holy relic, it is only by its name, but no one has ever seen it.

Of course, in fact, on top of the holy relics, there are more powerful magic weapons.

Legend has it that when the ancient god Pangu opened the heavens, three primordial magic weapons were born between heaven and earth.

These three primordial magic weapons were born and created by heaven and earth, not by man.

With this primordial magic weapon, you can mobilize the power of heaven and earth for your own use, and the power is infinite.

To find out, no matter how strong a person is, even if he reaches the Heavenly Level, or even above the Heavenly Level, it is impossible to compete with Heaven and Earth.

But these three primordial magic weapons can mobilize the power of heaven and earth, which shows its horror.

Of course, these are just legends.

Compared to the holy relics, these three primordial magic weapons are even more ethereal, and no one has ever seen them.

Nowadays, the middle-aged man's mouth to determine that the soul coffin is a superb spiritual weapon, and there is also a certain basis.

Because if the soul coffin is an artifact, then I'm afraid he is already a corpse now.

Besides, it was impossible for him to think that Chen Feng, a twenty-year-old young man, could hold an artifact, that would be too exaggerated.

However, what the middle-aged man didn't know was that the Heavenly Apocalypse Sacred Bead in Chen Feng's body, at its peak, was an existence that was more powerful than an artifact.

Of course, this is impossible for a middle-aged man to know.

"The seniors have won the prize!"

Chen Feng smiled modestly and said.

"It's not at all, it seems that Old General Chen still loves his grandson, and even this kind of superb spiritual weapon can be used by you, which shows that his love for you is not less at all!"

The middle-aged man said with a smile.

He believed that this superb spiritual weapon was given to Chen Feng by Chen Weiguo.

After all, if it was relying on Chen Feng himself, let alone a superb spiritual weapon, even if it was a low-grade spiritual weapon, Chen Feng might not be able to get it.

It's not that he looks down on Chen Feng, but this magic weapon is really too rare.

However, what the middle-aged man didn't know was that this soul coffin was brought by Chen Feng himself.

However, Chen Feng did not explain much about this.

He was still worried that if the middle-aged man asked where he got the baby, he should explain it like this.

Fortunately, the middle-aged man helped him find a perfect excuse.

So why did Chen Feng have to explain? Isn't that nothing to look for?

Chen Feng smiled slightly, hugged his fists at the middle-aged man, and said, "I was so offended just now, I also invited my seniors to sit at home and have a cup of tea and rest!" ”

"Yes, it's fine!"

The middle-aged man didn't refuse anymore, because he also wanted to talk to Chen Feng more.

Immediately, the two returned to Chen Feng's villa.

Sitting down on the sofa in the living room, Lori learned that a guest was coming, so she hurriedly came down to pour tea for the middle-aged man, and there was no shelf for the eldest lady at all.

The middle-aged man looked at the glamorous and moving Lori, and then at the decorated magnificent villa, and joked with a smile: "Xiao Chen, you are a fairy day, you live in such a good mansion, and there is a golden house at home, if I were you, I would have to wake up laughing in my dreams!" ”

"The seniors have won the prize!"

Chen Feng smiled modestly, then looked at the middle-aged man, and asked, "I was fighting with my seniors just now, and I haven't come to ask my seniors for their names!" ”

"Yes, I was in too much of a hurry to fight just now, and I haven't had time to introduce myself yet!"

The middle-aged man smiled, and then said: "Introduce yourself, my name is Xu Long, you can call me Brother Xu in the future, don't be a senior, make me look like I'm old, I'm still very young!" ”

"Brother Xu!"

Chen Feng said with a smile.

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