"It's really a thousand-year purple gold!"

There was a burst of exclamation in the Lingbao Pavilion.

All the cultivators were a little unbelievable. This guy from the mainland below actually had such a treasure on his body!

And, this is a coincidence!

Three times in a row, both of them took out the same type of treasure, and this guy's treasure was better every time.

Once or twice, it can be said to be a coincidence, but three times in a row, it is a bit unreasonable.

But if it is not a coincidence, then how can I explain it? This guy can take out the same treasure three times in a row?

For a moment, everyone was confused.

The saint of the White Tiger Heaven was stunned, with a dazed look on his face.

"Fellow Taoist, I'm sorry! If you don't have a better treasure, then I won!" Tang Hao smiled embarrassedly.

The saint came to his senses, touched the ring, and his face gradually turned red.

That piece of ice sea god iron is already the best treasure on him, so how could he come up with better ones?

"I……"

He stammered, his face becoming more and more embarrassed.

He was a dignified White Tiger Heaven Saint, but he actually lost to a guy from the bottom of the battle treasure. This is really embarrassing!

But in full view of everyone, he was not easy to cheat.

"Fellow Taoist, I've given up!"

Tang Hao bowed his hand and walked forward happily, collecting all the jade bottle, bowl, and the ten thousand-year-old ice sea magic iron.

The White Tiger Heaven Saint's face twitched, and he was about to vomit blood in his heart.

He not only lost his face, but also lost his treasure, especially the Ice Sea God Iron, but the best treasure on him.

"This guy Bai Sheng actually lost!"

"It's so embarrassing!"

Everyone from all over shook their heads and sighed.

If you lose this battle, you will not only lose Bai Hutian's face, but also their thirty-three days of face.

"You can't just let it go!"

"Yes! I have to compete with each other!"

Then, they started yelling.

It is related to the face of Thirty-Three Days, how could they let this guy go?

Besides, a piece of ten thousand-year-old purple gold and a piece of ten thousand-year-old ice sea god iron are all good treasures, and they are all extremely jealous.

"this……"

Tang Hao showed a hint of hesitation. After a while, he gritted his teeth and said, "Okay! Then let's compete again!"

"Haha! This guy is so stupid! He actually agreed!"

"Get out of the way, let me do it! Both pieces of spiritual materials belong to mine!"

The crowds from all directions immediately became excited.

Everyone was ecstatic and rushed forward, trying to seize this opportunity.

As long as you get this opportunity, you will get the two pieces of spiritual materials that have been used for thousands of years.

After pushing for a while, a saint from Zixutian grabbed the opportunity.

"I am Zi Song, from Zi Xutian!"

He bowed slightly first, saying hello, and then he brushed his sleeves and took out a purple wooden box.

As soon as the box lid was opened, a cloud of green light burst out inside.

When I looked closely, I saw a piece of green wood in the box, an amazing vitality coming from this piece of green wood.

"What awesome vitality!"

"What kind of spiritual wood is this?"

Everyone was a little surprised and confused.

Spiritual wood is much harder to recognize than ordinary gold and iron spiritual materials. It is difficult for them to distinguish based on their appearance alone. What kind of spiritual wood is this.

"This! That's a good baby!"

The Saint Zi Xutian stroked his long beard and smiled proudly, "This is a piece of green pine for thousands of years. Moreover, this mulch is an ancient object. After it became a wood for ten thousand years, it was cut off and absorbed the immortal energy for thousands of years."

"It can be said that this mummy is the supreme spiritual material for refining the treasures of wood."

There was a rumbling sound in the four sides, and it was a little boiling.

Their eyes when they looked at the spiritual wood were a little hot.

"How is it? My piece of ten thousand-year-old green pine should be much higher than your ten thousand-year-old purple gold!" The Zixutian Saint looked at Tang Hao, stroked his long beard, and looked gloomy.

"That's right!"

Tang Hao nodded very simply.

"Haha! Since you have admitted it, then you are willing to accept the loss! Hurry up, take out all the treasures just now, and they are all mine now!"

The saint of Zixutian said ecstatically.

The cultivators from all directions looked envious and jealous.

"etc!"

At this moment, Tang Hao raised his hand and shouted softly.

"What's wrong? I want to cheat!" The Saint Zi Xutian immediately turned cold and shouted fiercely.

"No!" Tang Hao waved his hand and smiled embarrassedly, "I just remembered that there seems to be a treasure on me, a little better than yours."

The saint was stunned and blurted out: "It's also Lingmu?"

"Yes!" Tang Hao smiled a little honestly.

"Impossible! This is absolutely impossible! Where did you get such a good spiritual wood? I don't believe it!"

The saint said excitedly.

He didn't believe it anymore. This matter was so weird. It happened three times just now, and now it happened again?

"Then look, what this is!"

Tang Hao took out a box and opened it. In an instant, a dark blue divine light rushed out, shaking everyone's eyes.

"This is……"

"Oh my God! Galan Wood! That's Galan God Wood!"

Everyone was stunned.

The dark blue spiritual wood in front of me was clearly the highest quality among the spiritual wood, the Galan divine wood!

This is the divine material in the spiritual wood!

The green pine is just an ordinary spiritual wood, and it is a little higher in age, so it can be among the rare ones. However, this garam wood is different. It is born with a divine material and is extremely precious.

"Impossible! This is impossible..."

The Zixutian Saint looked dazed.

He could not believe that there was such a magical thing on this poor guy!

"Fellow Taoist, do you have any better treasures?"

Tang Hao said with a smile.

"No...no..." The old man Zi Xutian blushed and said unwillingly.

He was cursing in his heart, Damn, you have taken out a piece of divine material, what else can I do? Even an ordinary seven-game weapon can't compare to a piece of divine material. He must get the eight-game weapon.

Although it was rich in thirty-three days, it was not as good as picking up all over the ground with the eight catastrophes.

"No? Then I'm sorry!" Tang Hao strode forward and collected the ten thousand-year-old green pine.

"I lost again! It's so embarrassing!"

"A magical genius! How can you compare this? This guy is clearly pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger! He came to play with us on purpose!"

The crowd was in a big uproar.

The cultivators finally realized that this guy was not a poor guy. He had a magical material hidden in his pocket. Could it be a poor guy? It was obvious that he deliberately dressed in this poor look to pretend to be poor so that he could cheat them.

"It's so sinister!"

"This guy is so hateful! You dare to play tricks on us in Panhuang City for 33 days!"

Their expressions began to become bad.

"Okay! It turns out you did it on purpose and returned it to me!"

The saint of the White Tiger Heaven had a angrily shouted and jumped out of the side.

"And my baby!"

The Saint Zi Xutian also said angrily.

"What? Do you want to cheat?"
Chapter completed!