"However, I didn't expect that I could actually see an imitation of the Goddess Ladder."

　　 Lu Ming touched his chin, thinking.

　　 This thing only existed in legends in their time, let alone made imitations from the people of their time. The principle is completely unclear.

　　 However, since this family grave can use this thing, it means that their age is longer than that of Lu Ming and closer to the age of the goddess, at least 10,000 years ago.

　　 "A demon over ten thousand years old?"

　　 Lu Ming turned back and looked at the black coffin in front of him, slightly disappointed in his heart.

　　 In this way, the demon king served by the ancestors of this demon clan is definitely not him, or even anyone he knows.

　　 But I think about it, after all, they are the ancestors of a demon clan, and it is impossible to be born in the era of Lu Ming.

　　 "My hero, here!"

　　While he was still thinking, the saint did not know when he had passed by his side, came to a stand aside, and beckoned him.

"Ok?"

　　 Lu Ming immediately returned to his senses, and saw that the saint woman actually picked up the humble leather bag. What was surprising was that after at least tens of thousands of years of existence, this leather bag was still spotless.

　　 Obviously, the saint has discovered some treasure.

　　 "This bag is so strange."

　　 The saint pulled the edge of the bag with some curiosity, and found that the thing was very tough. After being stretched, it was restored well without leaving any traces on it.

　　 "This is dragon skin."

　　 Lu Ming just glanced at it and made a final conclusion, without even handling it.

　　 "Dragon skin?"

　　 The saint was obviously a little surprised. She felt that after coming to the tomb this time, she almost used up all her life's surprised expression.

　　Dragons no longer exist in modern times. They only exist in legends. It is said that dragons with pure bloodlines have at least level 600, and now they are like gods.

　　 Modern people have no idea about high-level creatures. They even think that goddess is at most five or six hundred.

　　 But Lu Ming didn't explain anything to the saint, just took the leather bag in her hand and added:

　　 "Probably a purebred dragon, this bag can at least defend all magic below level 400."

　　 Hearing these words, the face of the saint didn't have too many expressions. After all, the dragon is also a creature in mythology in her consciousness, so it should be so powerful.

　　 Lu Ming said, he poured out the contents of the dragon skin bag. There is a small space inside, so it can store a lot of things.

　　 But the space is not small, there are only so few things inside.

　　 Just seeing these few things, the saint’s eyes can’t look away:

　　 "There are so many fruits of experience!"

　　 That's right, the things that were poured out of the bag were basically small experience fruits, five or six in total, all of which were poured into his own hands by Lu Ming.

　　 Lu Ming was also a little surprised when he saw this, but he was relieved immediately.

　　Experience fruits have gradually decreased with the deduction of the ages. I haven't seen that modern times have long ceased to produce experience fruits. Can they only be found in the tomb?

　　The same is true in ancient times. The fruits of experience 10,000 years ago are definitely more than when the ancient times were about to end 5,000 years ago.

　　 "What is this purple ball?"

　　 But soon, the saint found two other things in a small pile of experience fruits, lavender, crystal clear balls, she had never seen this thing before.

　　 "This is the universal detoxification fruit."

　　 Lu Ming took a look and recognized the origin of this thing.

　　 Its effect is also great, that is, no matter what kind of poison can be removed.

Although this thing has long been extinct in modern times, there are still many in ancient times, but because of the physique of their demons, they don't need this thing at all. There are a lot of them in his Demon King's castle, and he has never moved. .

"Amazing……"

　　 The saint had already issued a sincere admiration, feeling that her existence could not be compared to such a small fruit.

　　 "Do you want to either? I'll give it to you."

　　 Lu Ming put all these fruits back in the bag, feeling that these things were of no use to him, so he might as well give them to the saint.

　　 "No, no more."

　　 I know the saint waved her hand quickly, and told him embarrassedly:

　　 "Master Brave, you gave me a piece of fruit. Hill is already very satisfied, and the rest of these hills can't be accepted anymore."

Although I don’t know how much is owed to the brave, the saint will be embarrassed if she is given too much. After all, she is a saint, a person who exists as a giver. How can she get so many things from the brave? .

　　 "Is that so."

　　 Lu Ming nodded, seeing the saint she was really embarrassed to ask for it, and did not force it.

　　 Speaking of which, these things are also useful to An Leiya and others, but I can give them to them.

　　 As for Anta and the others, Lu Ming hadn't considered it at all. They had to eat the fruit at such a high level and had to adapt to the new power for a long time. It's better to cultivate slowly by yourself.

　　 It is more appropriate to take experience fruit only when the level is low and the strength span is small. It doesn't take much time to adjust yourself.

　　 As for Lu Ming, he has to eat ~lightnovelpub.net~ After all, there is really no other way to upgrade.

　　The rest of the things on the table have all rotted away, and it seems that there is nothing good, after all, they can't withstand the erosion of time.

　　 "Let's open the coffin and take a look."

　　 Seeing that there was nothing good nearby, Lu Ming simply said to the saint, while the saint nodded and followed him, Lu Ming turned and opened the lid of the coffin beside him.

　　 There was a "click", if it weren't for Lu Ming's high level, he would almost be unable to open this heavy lid.

　　 Then, under the nervous expression of the saint on the side, a majestic old man was caught in the eyes of the two.

　　 The old man's eyes were closed tightly, and the muscles below his neck were well-developed, which looked quite like those old demons.

　　 "The Last of the Five Generals of the Demon Kings of Phils"

　　 On the top of the old man’s head, there is a sign with eleven large letters engraved with the old man’s name—Nadal in small letters.

　　 "It seems that the strength of the demons this 10,000 years ago is not so good."

　　 Seeing the old man's body and this sign, Lu Ming couldn't help but mutter.

　　 The level of this old man is less than 700, not to mention that he is incomparable with his four war generals, even among his sixteen demon generals, he is of medium strength.

　　 After all, in ancient times, the power level has not degraded so much. Lu Ming's generation of Demon King Army is an army that integrates powerful people of various races. Of course, it is much stronger than the Demon King Army of other ages.

The saint on the side of 　　 stared at Lu Ming who was thinking blankly.

　　Different from Lu Ming, the Saintess is very low-level, and it is impossible to see the strength of the old man in front of him.

　　 Not to mention this old man, even the lowest level 200 demon corpse in the tomb, she can't see the level.