There wasn't much in the wooden box.

A black ancient knife with a cold light and a pattern, except for the blade, the rest of the place is as black as ink, like obsidian.

Although it has been sealed for ten years, it still can't stop the fierce edge.

There is no name on it, it is relatively rare, and many refining masters will engrave their own exclusive seals, as well as the name of the sword.

"Psychic artifact?"

Su Wen's pupils shrank, revealing a shocked expression.

Most of the weapons used by the warriors are mortal weapons, and there are only a few psychic treasures in the entire Qingyun City, and they are the lowest.

But the wooden box is the top of the psychic treasure!

And the holy weapon above is only possessed by the powerful and powerful people in Great Xia, and if he takes out this knife, I am afraid that it will make many people blush.

"Where did Daddy get that?"

Su Wen was puzzled, although his father was powerful, he was not yet at the level of getting a top-notch psychic weapon.

And the news of his father's relics was also brought to him by the sixth uncle.

He flipped through several other jade bottles, and he was moved again.

"Whose treasure trove did Daddy rob?"

Inside are all the cultivation pills needed by the Spirit Transformation Realm, and there is also a two-pattern treasure pill that breaks through the Yin Yang Mirror by the Spirit Transformation Realm.

These, Su Wen doesn't have to worry about cultivating in a short period of time.

"No wonder Su Danying's eyes are red."

Su Wen sneered, picked up the wooden box, and turned around and walked towards the exit of the Treasure Pavilion.

As soon as he walked to the door, he saw Wu Ge Lao standing there, staring at him with a smile.

And behind him, Su Danying, the Great Elder and other Su family members were expressionless.

Obviously, it's been a long time coming.

"In the Treasure Pavilion, everything belongs to the Su family, and it is not something you can touch, take it."

Su Danying said lightly, her eyes staring at the wooden box, her eyes fiery.

He has been looking for the relics left by Su Shanque for a long time, and now he has finally found them.

I didn't rush to arrest Su Wen before, and it was right to wait here.

Only Su Wen can help him find it!

"I said, this is my father's relic! It's not yours. ”

Su Wen was expressionless, and glanced at Wu Ge Lao casually.

This old guy probably let him in on purpose, in order to let him find his father's relics and rob them.

The faces of these Su family members are simply disgusting.

"Your father is from the Su family, you are not, that's all."

The Great Elder scoffed.

A group of Su family members behind him watched coldly, obviously not planning to let Su Wen go.

"Su Wen, I have a good relationship with your father, don't make it difficult for me, hand it over quickly, I will send you out of the Su family safely, alas."

Elder Wu Ge sighed, looking like he was thinking about Su Wen.

The corners of Su Wen's mouth hooked up with sarcasm.

This old thing, it's so hypocritical.

"Take my father's relics and step over my corpse!"

Su Wen took out a black ancient knife from the wooden box, took out a rope, and tied the box to his back.

He held a knife in his right hand, and his momentum changed sharply, full of endless domineering.

"Su Wen, don't be ignorant!"

Wu Ge Lao's eyes sharpened, he took a step forward suddenly, and snorted coldly: "You are invincible in the Open Pulse Realm, but in my eyes, you are like a weed on the side of the road, you can be crushed at any time!" Don't make a mistake! ”

"It's stupid."

"Su Shanque has really poured blood mold for eight lifetimes, how can he give birth to such a son, hand it over honestly, maybe he can go out intact."

"The head of the family can spare his life, it is already a great kindness, I really don't know whether to live or die."

A group of Su family members shook their heads, and their eyes that looked at Su Wen revealed a deep color of pity.

"Psychic Treasure!"

Su Danying stared directly at the black ancient knife in Su Wen's hand, her eyes instantly became hot, and her breathing was slightly short.

All psychic treasures have a trace of spirituality, and it is precisely because of this trace of spirituality that they can concentrate on spiritual power and increase their power greatly!

Although this black ancient knife is spiritually restrained, those who have cultivated deeply can still sense it.

"Good, good!! Su Shanque really left good things back then. ”

Su Danying grinned, the psychic treasure seemed to be his, and laughed silently.

Su Wen held the black ancient knife in his hand and strode forward, his expression indifferent and fearless.

With this knife, his combat power increased again.

"Give it to me!"

Wu Ge Lao stepped out, his eyes revealing a cold light, and his big hand fire spiritual power floated, and he slammed it towards Su Wen's cheek, as if he was about to slap him to the ground.

Many Su family members were speechless, and could only look at them sympathetically.

Stupid.

Not to mention that the eight veins are invincible, even if it is an ordinary spirit, it is not an old opponent of Wu Ge.

"Slash!"

Su Wen's brain memory quickly overlapped with Li Qishen's memory, and his momentum became even more domineering and ruthless.

He slashed out without hesitation, and the psychic treasure in his hand was cold and bright, and slashed hard at Wu Ge Lao's palm.

"Poof!"

The fire spiritual power that lingered in Wu Ge's old hand disappeared in an instant, and the blood splashed three feet, directly opening a bloody knife edge.

Wu Ge's expression changed, and he retreated suddenly.

His palms trembled with severe pain, and he slowly lifted it up to his eyes, looking at the deep knife marks on it, and the slightest layer of ice that had formed up, his face changed sharply.

"It's still a psychic treasure with attributes."

Wu Ge Lao lost his voice and stared directly at the knife in Su Wen's hand.

And a group of Su family members were shocked, looking at this scene dumbfounded, feeling shocked.

"This Su Wen ...... Inevitably powerful and evil, can the eight veins be so strong? ”

The Su family said incredulously, as if they were alive and dead.

They didn't feel the fluctuation of the spiritual power on Su Wen's body, and obviously they didn't enter the spirit transformation.

"It should be the knife in his hand, it's really strong."

Someone saw the wound on Wu Ge's old hand and gasped.

Fortunately, Su Wen did not enter the spirit transformation, otherwise this knife would be enough to freeze Wu Ge Lao's hand and abolish it!

"It's kind of interesting."

Su Danying's gaze at the black ancient knife became more and more intense.

The stronger the Black Ancient Sword, the more excited he became, and if he mastered it, he would definitely be able to greatly increase his combat power.

"Come again!"

Su Wen stroked the black ancient knife with his palm, his eyes were unwavering, and he realized the control of strength and speed in that moment just now, and then looked at Wu Ge Lao.

Even if he doesn't use his cultivation, he can crush Elder Wu Ge with his physical body alone.

The invincible foundation created by the Great Dragon Alchemy Technique is far more than just cultivation, and his eight-vein physical fitness has also reached a new level.

"Do you really think that you can fight the old man with a psychic treasure weapon?"

Elder Wu Ge laughed angrily, his breath skyrocketed, and a layer of fiery red spiritual power lingered outside his body, and the temperature around him rose sharply.

This is the Su family's exclusive exercise "Fire Spirit Formula", and it is obvious that Wu Ge Lao has cultivated it to the point of perfection.

"You can never comprehend the power of the spirit!"

Wu Ge stepped out one step at a time, like a god of fire, his hand was like an eagle's claw, tearing at Su Wen's neck, and the killing machine skyrocketed.

A group of Su family members were afraid of harming the pond fish, so they avoided it far away, and they were already preparing to collect Su Wen's body.

"Huh!"

Su Wen didn't say a word, the muscles of his right arm bulged, and the terrifying power permeated the black ancient knife, slashing at Wu Ge Lao's claws.