Although it was not explicitly stated, no one here was stupid, was he? The three rings of the second prince are six cubes, and now everyone uses a five-cube one on their hands, which means that it is even better than His Royal Highness the Second Prince......

Some people were already so excited that they couldn't figure it out, and their eyes looking at Leng Meiying and Zhuge Duhan were full of heat.

"Of course, the rings in the hands of the team leaders are slightly better, there are ten cubes, if you have any equipment in the future when you can't put your own space ring, you can also consider putting it in the team leader's space ring, anyway, this is also a very convenient thing!"

For this arrangement, the dragon group is still understandable.

No matter how it is treated equally, the leader of Bi Jing is still the team leader, and it is reasonable to have a larger space ring.

Besides, everyone has already said that this space ring can still be shared in the future.

To put it more bluntly, what people mean is to make the dragon group a team, a super team that can share everything and can give each other's backs to each other.

For such a small request, these priceless treasures paid can definitely be said to be sky-high.

After getting the space ring and collecting the cold iron armor, everyone once again set their eyes on Leng Meiying's body.

glanced around at everyone and smiled lightly, like an ice lotus blooming, so beautiful that it was incomprehensible.

"The third piece of standard equipment, I think, is also what you have been looking forward to for a long time, okay, now, come out, seven cylinders!"

With the call of Leng Meiying, the golden-haired and golden-clothed ancient firework beast appeared in front of everyone's eyes in a humanoid form.

A handsome face, brilliant and radiant, with a distinctive evil smile at the corners of the angular mouth......

Leng Meiying was slightly stunned, this seven cylinders are becoming more and more windy and clear.

The baby, who was yawning with boredom, suddenly came to his senses, and walked out of the room with a smile, looking at this new version of Feng Tianche with an interesting expression.

"Hehe, sister, you said that if my brother saw that this guy looked exactly like him, would he roast seven cylinders of meat cut into two centimeters and eat it?"

Baby's words, but it made Qizhuan tremble, even if he had become a saint-level demonic beast, when he heard the name of the beast emperor, he would still have a sense of fear from the bottom of his heart.

Even, if Feng Tianche wants to cut it into two-centimeter-long dices of meat to roast, it is estimated that the seven cylinders will not have any radical resistance.

The Beast Emperor's coercion is greater than the sky, and no matter how strong the demonic beasts are, they are controlled by him.

Not to mention such a small holy step as the Seven Cylinders, even if it is the Nine Great Divine Beasts of the Warcraft Forest, they are as well-behaved as kittens in front of the Beast Emperor.

Leng Meiying said a little mischievously: "Almost, your brother's taste has always been very heavy, it's strange to see a person who looks so similar to him, and he doesn't bake it to eat it......"

Although he knew that Leng Meiying was joking, Qiguan couldn't help but shiver slightly.

"Master, don't say it, I'm afraid that when I see him after I continue to talk about it, I'll kill myself first, hey, I don't want to, I don't know how to pump my brain at the time, and I became the appearance of the Beast Emperor, and the humanoid setting of our Warcraft is only once, and once it is set, it can't be changed for the rest of my life...... Hey, what should I do......"