Fu Shiyi put his eyes on the shelf bed, this shelf bed has a simple style, dark and dark, not good-looking, touching it with his hand, the soul suddenly has a feeling of numbness, the original agitated mood calmed down in an instant, people involuntarily closed their eyes, and after a while, Fu Shiyi broke free from that comfort:

"Father, this shelf bed should be made of soul condensing wood, right?"

And the rings of this soul condensing wood are at least 30,000 years old.

Fu Zhihong nodded affirmatively, and then his eyes fell on Fu Siyuan: "Siyuan, the three of us have picked something, look, do you want this shelf bed?"

For the unstable.

This shelf bed is undoubtedly a treasure.

The sixth sister already wanted to speak, but when she heard the words, she suppressed the urgency in her heart, but her right hand hidden in her sleeve unconsciously retracted, this shelf bed is too useful for her!

The strangeness of the sixth sister.

Fu Shiyi happened to catch a glimpse, remembering the capriciousness of the sixth sister's temperament before, this shelf bed should be of great use to the sixth sister, and just about to speak, Fu Siyuan waved his sleeves, but directly put the shelf bed into the storage bag, and said with a smile:

"Then you're welcome. ”

The sixth sister's shoulders collapsed in an instant.

Fu Shiyi didn't want to snatch the shelf bed directly from Fu Siyuan, thinking about it, and then let Siyuan talk to the sixth sister in private, so he continued to sort out the harvest of the forbidden land basin.

The Dragon Palace also possessed a black sword and dragon scale armor.

The black sword has been preliminarily refined by Fu Shiyi.

Fu Shiyi was a little embarrassed, it seemed that she picked something first every time, but fortunately, Fu Siyuan and the three of them didn't mind. They approached and tried to lift the black sword again, but including Fu Zhihong, they couldn't lift the sword, but Fu Shiyi was different, although he couldn't drive it like an arm, but he could pick it up.

Everyone could only be amazed.

At the same time, there is a little envy:

"This black sword is still related to Eleven, you are destined. ”

The next step is how to distribute the dragon scale armor.

Fu Zhihong pinched his fingers with both hands, and a red spiritual light hit the dragon scale armor, and the scales on the dragon scale armor suddenly seemed to come to life, squirming rapidly, as if a giant dragon was waking up.

"That's a good thing!"

The eyes of the crowd lit up.

Fu Zhihong was afraid of causing others to peep, so as soon as the law was closed, the dragon scale armor disappeared and returned to its original state. The expression on his face was faint, but his right hand holding the dragon scale armor still trembled slightly:

"If this dragon scale armor is not wrong, it should be refined from Miao Long's natal scales. ”

Miao Long is the bloodline of the true dragon.

Despite this, it is also an ancient beast now.

A dragon only has four natal scales, but this dragon scale armor uses seventy-two pieces, which means that eighteen dragons need to be killed. An adult Miao Long cultivator is at least equivalent to a Yuan Infant Stage Great Monk, which means that the person who refines this scale armor is equivalent to killing eighteen Yuan Infant Monks.

It's scary to think about.

A few traces of panic flashed in Fu Shiyi's eyes:

"Father, let's sell this dragon scale armor in the underground trading house, I'm afraid that when the owner of this dragon scale armor comes to the door, then we will be in trouble!"

They don't have a backhand at all.

No matter how good the treasure is, it has to be enjoyed by life.

Fu Zhihong was reluctant in his heart, but he also understood that such a treasure fell into his own hands, and he didn't dare to use it at all, and if he stayed, it might cause trouble.

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