"It's impossible to exchange! I've been counting on it my whole life!" Tu Tian waved his hand when he heard this.

"Hehehehe! Then you can't count on anything in this life!"

At this moment, a strange laughter appeared in the void, and at the same time, a figure shrouded in a black robe appeared in the field.

His words also rang in everyone's ears.

"What do you mean, Your Excellency?"

The troops on Da Kou's side shouted and asked after hearing this.

Upon seeing this, the old antique of Fluctuating Light sacrificed an imitation of the dragon-patterned black gold tripod. Although the imitation was almost shattered by the collision just now, it could still hold on after being sacrificed for so many years.

"If you help me Yao Guang, I will be very grateful afterwards!" Yao Guang's old antique said after hearing this.

"Hey hey, hey..."

"No need, I am just here to welcome back the sect's inherited weapons. I hope that Brother Tu will return the sect's inherited weapons to me!"

This person is naturally Lin Fan, Lin Fan said, looking straight at the earthy gray clay pot held in Tu Tian's hand.

The expression on Da Kou Tu Fei's face changed.
Chapter completed!