Heaven Extinction Martial Emperor

But all his relics have divinity.

Only the worship of the temple can keep the relics immortal.

If it is outside, the divinity is continuously lost with the passage of time, and eventually it becomes a mortal and is eroded by the years.

Unless, that thing is extremely divine.

And that kind of thing must be something that Xia Qingchen often uses.

But the things he often uses should be above nine days, not ordinary.

"It turned out to be the relics of the kings of the gods before the ages?" Han Xiangdong took a breath.

There are not many people with the same expression on his face.

Before they came, they thought they were just ordinary gods. There are not only such things as Linlang Island, but more mainland.

Unexpectedly, it was actually the legendary **** king.

"I'll come first!" Gu Batong rushed to try, and the rest of them dared to lag behind to see the relics of the King of Dustless.

"Slow!" Yun Huaxin's slim and delicate jade hands lifted up slightly, signaling them to stop, solemnly saying: "The dustless King's relics are no better than the abandoned ones on the first floor."

"There are too many people and it is easy to damage the relics."

Her explanation, everyone accepted in their hearts, how precious is the dustless King's relics, indeed there can be no loss.

Han Xiangdong glanced back at the people present: "What is the hurry? A group of things that have never seen the world!"

He bowed his hand to Yun Huaxin and suggested: "Miss Yun, it is better to be safe one by one, let Han Mou take the lead to appreciate Yun Pei's peerless collection?"

Yun Huaxin smiled: "It's not so careful, just three people can come."

She looked around in the field of vision and said: "The first batch will be Han Gongzi, Gu Gongzi and... Xia Gongzi!"

When she remembered the last place, she glanced hesitantly at the audience and finally fixed on Xia Qingchen.

Although this person hates, anyway represents Nanyuan Fenghou's son.

If treated lightly, the son of Nanyuan Fenghou will inevitably feel uneasy, and will be irritated to her.

"He?" Many people were full of opinions. Xia Qingchen was just a servant, but he came before them?

But who makes people represent the sons of the queen of Nanyuan?

Dissatisfied, Xia Qingchen came to the second floor with Yun Huaxin.

In the corridor, Xia Qingchen saw the middle-aged woman who drove away Han Xiangdong in the past. She was instructed to guard the corridor and prevent the idlers from going upstairs.

"Miss, are ready." The woman said.

Yun Huaxin nodded: "Don't let idle people wait upstairs."

Under his leadership, the three of them boarded the second floor attic.

This building has been remodeled, all four doors and windows are closed, and the wall is forged from a special metal material, which is extremely hard and cannot be violently broken by the martial artists.

If you want to break into this building, you can only walk through the corridor and pass the old lady.

Papa—

Yun Huaxin patted the palm of his hand, and on the black attic wall immediately flashed the fists-sized pearl of night.

The soft light radiated from each other, making the loft instantly bright as daylight.

"Wang-level night pearl, good fairy elder sister!" Gu Batong applauded.

A total of ninety-nine large night pearls are inlaid on the wall. For such a huge night pearl, the outside world has at least one black moon coin.

Just the night pearl on the wall, the value is not less than a thousand! !

One thousand black moon coins is also an astronomical figure for the sons of Yuanyuan.

Yun Hua smiled shallowly: "Aren't you concerned about eight display cabinets?"

When they looked down, they discovered that there was an eight-height glazed display cabinet in the middle of the attic, and the top crystal box was all covered with red cloth.

"Of the eight showcases, six are relics of ordinary gods and the other two are relics of the dustless **** king." Yun Huaxin explained with a smile.

She first came to the first showcase and gently opened the red cover.

A decaying writing brush caught everyone's eyes. The pen remained silent for some time, and the barrel was almost completely decaying, leaving only the pen tip still on.

Above, even the golden ink.

"Ink used by the gods." Yun Huaxin introduced.

Han Xiangdong and Gu Octopus all wondered: "Is the ink used by the gods all golden?"

Xia Qingchen looked at the past and shook his head secretly: "That's not ink, but the golden juice that outlines Fulu, but unfortunately it's old and the effect is completely lost."

"Otherwise, the scribbled Fu Luo will be powerful enough to move the mountains and fill the sea!"

The only thing that Xia Qingchen cares about is that within the golden juice there is a line of divinity that has never been annihilated.

"It's rare." Xia Qingchen murmured softly.

The divine things are placed on the outside world, but the divinity is immortal for thousands of years.

Yun Huaxin only answered Han Xiangdong and Gu Batong's questions in detail. Xia Qingchen sighed. Although she listened to her ears, she ignored them.

"Next is the second one." After introducing the ink, she opened the red cover of the second showcase.

It was a decayed crossbow, carved with intricate patterns.

Its power has been dissipated, but it is still divine.

Next, the third and fourth are the same.

Xia Qingchen couldn't help but wonder. One piece and two pieces are still invincible, as is the case with four consecutive pieces.

Where did Yun Huaxin get these things?

"The fifth one is the relics of God King!" Yun Huaxin's voice suddenly rose solemnly, making Xia Qingchen look back.

Han Xiangdong and Gu Batong stared closely at the counter, staring at each other unwillingly.

Yun Huaxin did not immediately undo the red cover, but solemnly and solemnly: "The relics of the **** king are no more than the former dead, and there is no room for any loss, you all retreat outside the yellow line."

The three looked back and there was indeed a striking yellow line behind them.

The yellow line is three feet away from the showcase!

"If you cross the yellow line, the exhibition will be cancelled immediately, do you understand?" Yun Huaxin was very serious.

Han Xiangdong and Gu Batong immediately retreated outside the yellow line, with a solemn expression.

The former said abruptly: "Miss Yun, don't worry, after all, it's the King of Gods, and we dare not offend."

Xia Qingchen had no choice but to retreat to three feet away, watching quietly.

In this way, Yun Huaxin took a deep breath and repeatedly told: "Remember, don't make loud noises, use star power, or walk around at will, so as to avoid subtle movements affecting the gods."

The more she said, the more curiosity Han Xiangdong and Gu Batong skyrocketed.

What the **** is that?

call--

Yun Huaxin took a deep breath three times in a row before finally lifting the red cover gently.

She exerted an extremely slight force, as if lifting the bride's red hijab.

Little by little, the red hijab was lifted up, slowly revealing a dark black hair, strange things like new things.

The shape is similar to a hip flask with a mouth, but it is twice as large as a normal hip flask.

"This is the King of God? Why is it so new?" Gu Batong said in amazement.

The hip flask is so new that it can be used as a mirror and there is no rust at all. How could it be an ancient thing thousands of years ago?

Han Xiangdong was also puzzled, expressing his confusion.

Is Yun Huaxin deceiving them?

Yun Huaxin solemnly solemnly reached out and took out the jug, then took a bottle of water and poured it into the jug.