In the sand tide of the black cloud pressing the city, a bronze giant tower with a ridiculous atmosphere is reflected in the eyes of the people. This tower is like a pillar of the sky, standing between the heavens and the earth, making people feel shocked!

Looking at the entire Baishang Tower, you can clearly see that the whole tower is divided into ninety-nine layers, and the four corners of each layer have four thick iron chains connected to nothingness, more than four hundred. On the chain, each one has a gust of scent, and it is in the collision, which leads to the roar of the world, not a product!

Under the violent iron chain collision, the entire Baishang Tower is constantly magnified in front of everyone's eyes, as if compared with it, everyone is just an ant, even many ancestral monks are shocked by the look of this tower. They feel the power beyond the ancestors!

When everyone is shaking, from this tower, suddenly there is a layer of slowly opening, and the thick bronze door is like a dusty seal. At this moment, just after breaking a slit, it immediately has a blue light. Fly out from inside!

"That is... a copper armor?"

There are a lot of people with sharp eyes. At first glance, I can see clearly what is inside the blue light. It is a bronze armor. It has a rich atmosphere. Although it is only a magic weapon for the spiritual world, it is also very extraordinary.

But everyone's gaze is only after a quick sweep, and then they are ready to move away. After all, the monks in this place are mostly cultivated as high-level people. Even the ancestors of the ancestors are not in the minority, but they are all for the sake of the fairy tales. Naturally, Willing to waste time on these magic weapons.

And when the people did not pay attention to it, there was a trembling exclamation in the crowd, as if they had seen something incredible.

"That... that's a copper armor... it's a refining spirit eleven times!!!"

When the sound of exclamation fell, the entire city building was quiet, and when the eyes of many monks looked again, they sighed and breathed.

I saw that there was eleven silver runes on the copper armor, and it was the eleventh sign of the refining spirit!

Just because the light of the rune is too dim, it will lead to being ignored by everyone at the beginning. At this moment, when the eyes are swept away, it immediately bursts into a hot light!

"The eleventh treasure of the refining spirit, I am afraid that even if it is a Taoist-level monk, it can not be easily broken!"

"And regardless of the defensive ability of this treasure, the eleventh time of its refining is already earth-shattering. If it is taken down, maybe it can be inferred one or two..."

"Invaluable treasure! This is a priceless treasure!!"

Almost all the Western monks know that the more times they practice the spirit, the more difficult it is, especially if it is five times. Even in the three veins of their refining, it is very rare to be able to reach the magic weapon six times, not to mention the seven or even eight.

And the nine times of refining the spirit, and even the magic weapon ten times of refining the spirit, I am afraid to find the entire Western Wilderness, it is difficult to find one! These magic weapons only exist in the legend!

But for now, this legend has lived in front of everyone. More critically, the treasure is still unowned!

Just for a moment, there are dozens of Changhong whistling out from the city building, all going straight to the treasure, and everyone's monks are good, and the lowest is the realm of the late Lingtian.

For a time, the whole sand tide is the roar of the technique. The dozens of people fight for me. Every time you shoot, you don’t keep your hands. It’s just a moment of effort. It’s already five or six. People fall.

"This treasure, the old man is going!"

When the dozens of people struggled to fight for it, an indifferent voice came from the veins of the spirit. Then, the figure of the dragon ancestor swayed directly in the middle of the dozens of people. He had not shot yet. The pressure of the pressure has been to crush all the people, squirting blood and flying out!

And the dragon ancestors did not look at the dozens of people from beginning to end, as if in his eyes, everyone is just an ant. Even so, the monks who flew out were still afraid to speak.

Without paying attention to the anger of the people, the eyes of the dragons and ancestors were indifferent, swiftly swept through the sand tide, and finally stayed on the treasure. The fiery color in the eyes flashed and passed, the big hand was already looking forward, thinking To put the treasures away.

But when the big hand of the dragon ancestor is about to be close to the treasure, from the piece of nothingness, a black spear quickly condenses, like a black lightning, going straight to the dragon ancestors!

The violent sound of the air broke out, and the horror fluctuations on the spears rolled out. Even the dragon ancestors did not dare to neglect easily. When the big hand turned over, they gave up the treasure and turned toward the black spear. Take it.

boom!

The roar of horror resounded through the heavens and the earth. Even the ancestors of the ancestors who were the ancestors of the ancestors were swaying, and they only stabilized their footsteps. In the distance not far from him, there was already an old man who was all in black and ink. Out of thin air, facing him.

"There is no darkness, I didn't expect you to die yet."

When the eyes of the dragon ancestors swept over the old man, his face was gloomy and his mouth snorted.

"Dark endless? The original ancestor who was famous for the West?"

"It will be him! Is there a rumor that he has already sat down?"

"It seems that this wave of sand is even attracted to the old guys who are retreating!"

After hearing the words of the dragon ancestors, the city building suddenly became awkward, and many people recognized the old man, and the voice was noisy.

On the contrary, Luoyang in the crowd did not feel the slightest accident. If the rumors of the Xiangong do have something to do, even the old monsters of the ancestors would not be able to sit still. After all, for them, this has May be their only chance!

"You guys are not dead, how can the old man sit so easily. There are old men, you can't take this treasure!"

The old man, known as the dark endless, smiled and talked, and he was already raising his hand to grab the treasure.

On the side of the dragon, the ancestral eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, and when the cold awns in the eyes flashed, it was already with the dark endless war.

The turbulence caused by the battles of the two ancestors was far beyond the ordinary, but the strange thing is that the ancestors who came from the same spirit, but always did not help, but looked deep and gaze That hunch tower seems to be thinking about something.

When the horror of the horror swayed across the heavens and the earth, the hearts of all people were slightly trembled, and during the two masters of the ancestors, the roar of the sorrows and the screams Shoot out!