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The dreary atmosphere kept everyone from talking, waiting for the minutes to pass.

The more you wait, the longer it gets.

Three hours passed, as if three centuries had passed. The sandstorm outside finally stopped.

After the catastrophe, everyone walked out of the secret cave, and the inn had disappeared in ashes, only a large pit with potholes remained.

There was a team of more than a dozen people in the group, but there were only a few people at this time, and most of them had already died. The survivors were Guan Lin, Fengli Dao, Ling Yanqiu, Gu Shaotang, Su Huirong, Ha Gang and his hostess, and the rest had been buried in the yellow sand, forever silent underground.

"Look ......," Gu Shaotang exclaimed.

Everyone woke up in shock, and looked all the way, a huge yellow dragon pavilion was erected on top of the city tower, and the atmosphere was magnificent.

The Great White Palace!

Come to the flying door dragon, the sand sea shows the god gate!

After sixty years of sandstorms, the honor of the Great White Palace reappeared in the world.

"Let's go, if Zhao Huai'an is still alive, he will definitely go there!"

After Guan Lin finished speaking, everyone thought so and rushed to the Great White Palace.

"The world is crowded, all for profit. More than seventy percent of a person's life is spent for profit, or even more. It's just that some people are for life, some people are for desire, and some people take wealth as the pursuit of life and the goal of life. The treasure is in front of him, and Guan Lin feels a lot of emotion.

With the space in the ring, Guan Lin was not in a hurry and had no way to carry it. Now that he has cultivated eightfold the day after tomorrow, there is a space in the ring with a radius of eight meters, which is enough to hold a huge treasure. As for what can't be pretended, Guan Lin doesn't care anymore.

How much treasure can be held in an eight-meter radius?

If it is gold, not to mention that the rich rival the country, but it is enough to pay the tribute of five to ten years of the Ming Dynasty. What's more, how can the treasures of the Great White Palace be all some gold, and not some precious treasures?

After entering, I saw that the whole place was golden, especially the ancient castle in the center, which was actually built with gold as bricks!

Guan Lin began to think about what to take first, whether it was a pearl or a gemstone?

Si Sweep's eyes were surprised, and he shouted: "Zhao Huai'an? ”

They were originally stunned by the gold everywhere, but they were awakened by Guan Lin's sound.

I saw that the person standing in that scene was not Zhao Huaian, who was it?

On the other side, a person with long hair and a shawl, a noble bearing, and cold eyes is Yuhuatian.

The two of them really fought in the tornado for more than an hour, but it seems that they haven't decided the winner yet. Yuhuatian was injured by Guan Lin first, but he didn't expect to be able to fight with Zhao Huaian for so long.

After that, it was blown directly into the palace by a tornado, standing on top of the gold everywhere.

"Ahem." Guan Lin coughed and said, "Since everyone has arrived here, let's talk about how to divide this gold?" ”

Yu Huatian's eyes lit up, he didn't want to be a slave in the palace for a lifetime. With the treasures here, it is enough for him to sit on the lord of a state and be at ease. Although the Grand Overseer of the West Factory is good, how can he compare to his own power.

Fengli Knife patted Guan Lin on the shoulder and said to Yuhuatian: "This guy hasn't done it yet, you know that you are thinking about money!" ”

Zhao Huai'an is not dead, his unhappiness with Guan Lin has long disappeared, on the contrary, he has attracted this person who is better than Yuhuatian's martial arts.

Ling Yanqiu ran over, holding Zhao Huai'an's hand tightly, looking up and down. "Zhao Huai'an, are you okay?"

Zhao Huai'an pulled her behind him, stared at Yuhuatian and said, "Yanqiu, the short sword in his hand is as sharp as clay, be careful." ”

It was only when everyone discovered that Yu Huatian was holding a short sword in his hand, and the sword body was dark and not dazzling. Guan Lin saw a little bit of danger in it.

"At least the Yellow Rank Divine Soldier!" Guan Lin judged in his heart.

Weapons, like exercises, are divided into four levels: Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang.

Ordinary weapons do not enter the stream at all, and only the famous swords on the rivers and lakes can have a rank. After being built by a casting master, it can be a yellow-level weapon, like Guan Lin's heavy knife, because it is too heavy, the material density is too large, which makes it extremely hard, and it is worthy of a yellow-level intermediate weapon. It's even worse than this short sword.

"Okay, a short sword turned out to be a high-grade divine weapon of the Yellow Rank, and there must be countless good things in this treasure!"

Sometimes bad things are not necessarily completely bad, and although Yuhuatian has a divine soldier, it is not good for them, but it also proves that there are countless treasures here.

"Ah~~~" Su Huirong's face was panicked, hugged the pillar, and hid.

"What's wrong?" Fengli Knife hurriedly asked, "Are you okay?" ”

Su Huirong said tremblingly: "He is the father of the West Factory, Yuhuatian." ”

Only then did the wind knife notice this person who looked exactly like him.

"I'll deal with him." Ling Yanqiu drew his sword and said. was pulled by Zhao Huai'an and asked her to stabilize.

Zhao Huaian said solemnly: "I'm already familiar with his swordsmanship, so let me come." You give me a sweep on the sidelines. Let's see what other flaws he has. ”

Yu Huatian put his hands behind his back and snorted, "A stinky palace maid will bring a group of people here. And you, this roe deer rat is nondescript, and you dare to mess with me, and you are the most smelly. ”

When the knife heard this, he said arrogantly: "What can you do, stinky is the ability, there are many of us, we just want to stink to death!" And it's not like you're the highest martial artist here! As he spoke, he looked at Guan Lin.

Guan Lin looked to the side slightly, not bothering to pay attention to him.

Yuhuatian flicked his hair, and instantly burst out and stabbed at the wind knife.

Everyone was shocked, but helpless. The knife in the wind was too arrogant, forgetting the horror of Yuhuatian, and walking too close, it was too late for everyone to save him.

Gu Shaotang held the dart Ding Feng Li knife, but before the dart came out, he was caught by Yuhuatian.

Yu Huatian smiled: "Is it useful to have more people?" What about high martial arts? ”

"That's enough, let's move!" Guan Lin took the knife and glanced at Yuhuatian and said, "It's basically for money here, and of course, there are also for life." Whether this life is someone else's or your own, don't waste time. This palace will disappear again in an hour, and in an hour, you have to think about it. ”

Yuhuatian said: "Yes, I am also for gold. But there are people who are not, they are here to take my life, and we can't make a fortune if they mess with us. As he spoke, he stared at Zhao Huai'an and Ling Yanqiu.

Seeing that no one spoke, Yu Huatian continued: "It's better for the two of us to join forces, the little brother's martial arts are higher than everyone here, as long as the two of us join forces, then all the treasures here will be ours." Of course, if the little brother wants to be an official in the future, he can also come to me and promise to satisfy you, what do you think? ”