Although the comb magic weapon on the dressing table is not ordinary, Zhang Yuanhao can't look down on it, how can he use these things as a man, so it is better to be a favor and give it to Su Xia.

Only then did Su Xia find that the dusty dressing table next to the stone bed was messily placed with a few dusty combs on it, and there was a round mirror covered with dust embedded in the dressing table.

"This ......"

Seeing this, Su Xia was indeed a little moved, but she was a little embarrassed in her heart, and wanted to excuse herself, but was blocked by Zhang Yuanhao.

"Senior Su, you don't have to excuse yourself, I really don't need these things. Zhang Yuanhao said, his figure floated, and he flew towards the west side where Qiu Wenyuan was, not giving Su Xia a chance to shirk.

Seeing this, Su Xia had no choice but to accept Zhang Yuanhao's kindness with a smile, and her evaluation of him was faintly much higher in her heart.

......

"I'm curious why you told me the information about the precious treasure, didn't you always target me before?" While flying, Zhang Yuanhao glanced at Ling Yuan, who was searching for treasures in the shape of the Spirit Devouring Bead in the distance, and said.

Soon, Ling Cheng came back with a message, but it was not the response that Zhang Yuanhao imagined, but pointed out the location of a treasure for him, which was a bronze hall wall in the direction he was facing, on which several framed calligraphy and paintings were hung, but there was a thick layer of ash on them, and Zhang Yuanhao looked like he was unremarkable, and he didn't see anything unusual.

Qiu Wenyuan was the same, it stands to reason that with the position he was standing, he would soon be able to take down a few calligraphy and paintings on the wall of the palace, but he didn't pay much attention to the calligraphy and paintings, but spent all his attention on the treasures sealed on the stone platform and stone bench in the west corner.

"The Zhushan sword diagram in the middle, put it away!" Ling Yuanhao's faint voice sounded in Zhang Yuanhao's ears, as if he was commanding.

Zhang Yuanhao turned his gaze to a few calligraphy and paintings on the wall of the hall according to what Ling Cheng said, and in the middle was a picture of Zhushan on the sword with thick brushwork, the painting was beautiful, and the artistic conception was also very far-reaching, but his spiritual sense sensed it for a long time, and he didn't find a reason, so he couldn't help frowning.

"Go to that stone platform and snatch the bamboo flute from Qiu Wenyuan's hand, it's a treasure!" Before Zhang Yuanhao could react, Ling Yuan's indifferent voice continued to sound in his ears.

Taking a deep breath, a hint of doubt flashed in Zhang Yuanhao's eyes, and at the same time, there was also a trace of worry in it.

This Ling Fall, doesn't he want to use my hands to wipe out all the precious things in the magic weapon hall, right?

The more Zhang Yuanhao thought about it, the more he felt that it was possible. First of all, as soon as Ling Cheng arrived in the Huangsha Cave Mansion, he pointed out Zhang Yuanhao's hiding place, and the two of them formed a relationship, and then the latter conspired with the fake Dan Realm monk Qi Pingdao to murder him, but he was put together by Zhang Yuanhao, but he was seriously injured, and the forces of the scattered cultivator and the sect almost fought in a real way, the latter did not have the idea of really helping him, the only thing that can be explained is that this person wants him to collect the treasures, and then do it himself, and kill the treasures in one go.

"However, in the later stage of foundation building, I am not afraid now!"

Zhang Yuanhao's face was a little gloomy. In the final analysis, his own strength was not enough, if he now had the cultivation of the middle and late stages of foundation building, Ling Cheng would have to weigh it if he wanted to move him.

Phew-

Qiu Wenyuan had just swept away all the treasures that could be looted in the west corner, when he heard a sound of breaking the sky behind him, and when he looked back, he saw that it was Zhang Yuanhao, and his face suddenly turned pale.

"Boy, you really think I'm a soft persimmon, you can pinch it if you want to!"

was scared away by Zhang Yuanhao three times and twice, which made Qiu Wenyuan feel jealous of Zhang Yuanhao in his heart, but it did not mean that he was really afraid of Zhang Yuanhao. Now that he saw Zhang Yuanhao coming straight to him, he knew that the latter must be not good.

The scabbard on his waist moved, and Qiu Wenyuan pulled out a long sword that was as bright as autumn water, with faint scales and dense spiritual light, obviously a good spiritual weapon.

Zhang Yuanhao was also a little embarrassed. Ling Yuan's guidance is really very accurate, and everything he gets is a treasure that can really ascend to the hall of elegance, just like the "Bamboo Mountain on the Sword Map" just now , After Zhang Yuanhao's spiritual power was polished and his spiritual sense continued to penetrate, he found that it was a pseudo-magic weapon that did not need to be urged by mana, but had the power of a magic weapon, and the spiritual power was infused to summon the swordsman in the painting, holding a bamboo sword, each with the combat power of the early stage of foundation building, if it was used by a monk in the real Dan realm, it could summon at most a hundred swordsmen in the painting in the early stage of foundation building to fight, which was an out-and-out killing weapon.

That bamboo flute must also be a great baby!

After thinking about it, Zhang Yuanhao spoke: "Qiu Wenyuan, hand over the treasure you just obtained, and the grievances between us will be written off, how about it?"

"What are you talking about......

Qiu Wenyuan's face turned red, his eyes almost burst into flames, and his voice trembled faintly.

In front of everyone, this sentence simply ripped off the last fig leaf on his face, making him lose face, and his face was in hot pain.

He has the cultivation of the peak of the middle stage of foundation building, and the one standing behind him is the famous Qi Yunmen in the Jiuyun Valley, if you want to say this, it should be him Qiu Wenyuan said to Zhang Yuanhao, but now it is the opposite, I have to say that it is naked ridicule.

"Zhang!Yuan!Hao!"

Qiu Wenyuan paused word by word, and pronounced Zhang Yuanhao's name almost as if he was squeezing out of his teeth, and a pair of old eyes almost wanted to burst out.

Immediately after, there was a golden sword, and a thin layer of golden light hung on the surface of Qiu Wenyuan's Qiushui long sword, slashing at Zhang Yuanhao's head and face, and the power was amazing.

"Jin Huang Sword Qi!" Gao Xiaofeng stood beside Su Xia, who was watching the battle with her eyebrows in the distance, and his eyebrows were a little solemn.

On the other side, Zhang Yuanhao shook his head unhurriedly, pinched his right hand, slowly recited a mantra in his mouth, and then pointed to the sky, and suddenly there was a sudden shock in the dark hall, and a crimson thunder snake seemed to be a daylight, and it exploded with a bang, startling everyone.

"Lei Fa of Xiaocheng Realm!"

Gao Xiaofeng's eyes lit up, and there was a faint hint of shock in his eyes when he looked at Zhang Yuanhao, he had already learned from Su Xia's mouth that Zhang Yuanhao had cultivated to Xiaocheng in one go as soon as he came into contact with the ancient mystic method of "Golden Armor Stone Skin", until just now he was a little incredulous, but now he believed half of it.

Lei Fa is recognized as one of the most difficult types of spells to cultivate, and he Zhang Yuanhao can even cultivate to Xiaocheng, could it be that he really has some kind of immortal relics bloodline.

Several red thunder snakes roamed in the dark hall, reflecting the entire hall red, and the slightest sneering thunder and explosion was even more terrifying. Zhang Yuanhao pointed at the thunder snake in mid-air, guiding its figure like Qiu Wenyuan galloping down.