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The disciples did not speak, and the head of the Zhao family did not speak, and it was a young man with a half-step immortal guard who spoke.

said that he was a young man, but in fact, it was just his appearance, and judging from the breath, it seemed to be the younger brother of the head of the Zhao family. The anger in that look was much stronger than that of the head of the Zhao family, but he never made a move.

When he reaches this realm, he will naturally no longer be reckless, and will naturally follow the principle of focusing on the overall situation. However, watching the desire to jump around again and again, even if there is a high level of patience, it will be worn away one by one.

"Mang'er, your father, I will definitely save you, but now is not the time. The head of the Zhao family interrupted the other party's questioning, and then looked at the old ancestor, as if waiting for something.

Beside him, stood three immortal guards, two men and one woman, all of whom looked middle-aged. The male has a tiger's back and a bear's waist, and one is covered with black lines on his body, and his body is blessed. The hair is pitiful, and it seems to be bald, like a round pebble.

There is also a face with sorrow, sorrow like ice that cannot be dissolved for ten thousand years. He lowered his head and closed his eyes, as if he were asleep. Wearing a long coat like bark, he sat alone on a withered yellow leaf, the leaf was large, like a lonely boat, floating in the sky.

The women are similar, with rough skin, sallow complexion, and even less pitiful appearance. Only the silver-white sword in his hand was quite strange, the sword was three inches wide, and it was ordinary. But the length is nine feet.

The nine-foot long sword, like a python, constantly wriggled and twisted, and from the tip of the sword, it sometimes hissed.

Except for these few who are threatening, the rest are not to be feared.

Besides, Namang'er, knowing that what the head of the family said was true, but his heart was slowly burning.

Because his connection with his father is getting weaker and weaker, his previous calmness is gone, and he can no longer take into account any that focuses on the overall situation at this moment.

In his expression, he was ready to move.

On the other hand, Teng Desire's side was very leisurely, he looked at the many elixirs that had been sorted out in front of him, and smiled from ear to ear.

There are 19 medium-grade elixirs and 128 low-grade elixirs.

The grade seems ordinary, but each product is divided into three grades, which are perfect, defective, and defective.

Among this elixir, the upper, middle and lower grades correspond to the Immortal Monarch, the Immortal Guard and the Immortal Destiny respectively.

Most of the ordinary medium-grade elixirs are defective, with very few defects and imperfections.

A perfect medium-grade elixir is equivalent to a defective high-grade elixir, and is even close to the realm of missing high-grade, which is extremely rare.

And in his hands, there are now three perfect medium-grade elixirs!

Don't say three, even if it's one, for most Xianwei, it's hard to find.

At this moment, it is even more wonderful for Tengxi.

Among the three perfect medium-grade elixirs, one is black, which comes from the younger brother of the head of the Zhao family, if you guess correctly, it should be a gift obtained by direct bloodline. The other two were as white as ashes, coming from Fengtuo, exuding wisps of divine power.

In addition to these, there are six missing medium grades and ten defective medium grades.

As for the one hundred and twenty-eight inferior pills, there are twelve perfect pills and thirty-seven missing pills, and the harvest is so rich that it is completely beyond the imagination of Teng's desire.

In addition to these precious elixirs, there are also a series of six magic weapons, four lower grades, and two medium grades. Among the three artifacts from Fengtuo, the long knife that was almost dying at that time had a quality close to that of a perfect medium-grade immortal weapon!

Knife name, wind blade!(To be continued.) )