Painting of the Nine Immortals

In the Emperor's Tomb, everyone was shocked and stunned.

Even the twelfth ninth state power was sluggish for a while.

No one had expected that when the Taoist Taoist was caught, there was another treasure missing.

This means that the thieves are different.

"The Thief Saint! Such a magical method must be the Thief Saint!"

"It's a miracle to steal a treasure under the eyelids of the twelfth ninth realm!"

"I knew this fat man wouldn't be a thief saint. Even his poor means didn't even match the thief's shoes!"

Everyone exclaimed, shaking.

This made Duobaodao people cry and grieve.

It's inexplicably humiliating to carry the black pot without saying that it was actually degraded to not even match the shoes.

However, there are also benefits, at least to wash away his grievances.

Right now, the Taobao Taoist turned his attention to the man with a negative sword, and said carefully: "Senior, I really didn't steal the treasure. Please raise your hand and let me go."

"Who knows if you're a companion with that person? You caught our attention and he secretly shot."

The man with the negative sword burned in anger, but felt that his face was sweeping away.

The same goes for the rest of the ninth realm.

They were indeed attracted by the Taoist people, but this layer of shame was too thin to cover up their shame.

The mighty ninth realm was so stolen that the treasure was stolen in front of them, even if it was not a shame or shame.

"Senior, I really don't know the thief ..."

Duobaodao people were about to cry, and suddenly looked stiff, thinking of Lingxian.

He had seen Ling Xian's unpredictable methods of stealing treasures, and knew that Ling Xian was in the emperor's tomb, so he suddenly felt that he might really know the thief.

"Stop talking nonsense, I'll take your life."

The man with the negative sword was angry, knowing that the Taoist man was not the culprit, but he still wanted to kill him and vent his anger.

However, it was blocked by the elderly in white.

He stood in front of the Taobao Taoist and chuckled, "Anyway, you are also a ninth-level powerhouse, and you shot at a junior, do you want to lose face?"

"What's the matter with you? Give me a break!" The man with a negative sword looked cold, his sword gazing up and down.

"It depends on whether you have this ability." The old man in white blasted out, breaking the void and shaking the wasteland.

The resurgence of the war, the two have already played a real fire, fierce, trying to put each other to death.

Seeing this, Duobao Taoist eyes brightened and hurried away.

He is not a real thief, so no one stops him.

"I hope you learn to be smart, next time, I can't save you." Ling Xian smiled, quite pleased.

Because of the relationship between the Taoist people, he got another treasure, which naturally made him feel happy.

"Stop the two first, and listen to me." An old man in a golden robe opened his mouth, like a yellow bell and a dagger, shocking.

This made the old man in white and the man with a negative sword frown, and then looked at the other side coldly and stopped shooting.

"There are only six treasures left. If they are beaten again, they will most likely be stolen. At that time, I will have to return empty-handed."

"Well, let's talk calmly and distribute these six treasures in the fastest and fairest way."

The old man in Jinpao faintly spoke, making everyone silent and nodding.

Although he did not want to admit it, Ling Xian's method was so incredible that if he continued to fight, he would likely steal all ten treasures.

"Since you are willing to negotiate, it is much simpler."

The old man in Jinpao smiled and said, "I propose that the ownership of treasures should be determined by grabbing. It sounds like a play, but this is the fairest way."

"Indeed, it's up to each other's luck." The old man in white nodded softly, agreeing.

Everyone nodded in agreement.

They are close in strength to each other. In the case of melee, it is difficult to decide the winner. Instead of betting on that treasure thief, it is better to gamble.

"Very good, now that everyone agrees, let's start." The old man in Jinpao waved his sleeves and twelve bamboo sticks appeared, half green and half red.

"For the sake of fairness, I will blind your spirits and eyes with mysteries for a while, and then I will dissipate the mysteries after drawing."

"If you draw red, you will get a treasure. If you draw green, you can only say sorry."

The old man in Jinpao looked calm. After everyone nodded, he squeezed the treasure seal and released mysterious power, blinding their spirits and eyes.

This made the eleventh strongest in the ninth realm amazed. I did not expect that the old man in Jinpao had such a magical method and so powerful power.

Ling Xian was also interested.

However, it was not because of the secret method of the old man of Jinpao, but because of his opportunity again.

Eleven ninth-level powerhouses were blinded by the spirits and eyes, and the old man in gold robes was concerned about the result of the lottery. This is undoubtedly an excellent opportunity for Lingxian.

This made Ling Xian shake his head and laughed. Although he had decided to stop, but since the opportunity was delivered to his door, he naturally would not let it go.

At the moment, he casts a stealing hand, spreading silently, covering the fifth light ball.

The next moment, the light ball entered his storage bag, and no one noticed it.

At the same time, the eleventh ninth powerhouse opened his eyes and looked at the bamboo stick in his hand.

After that, it was mixed.

"Thank you for leaving me a red check." The old man in Jinpao smiled, and the rest of them who got the red check also smiled.

But the next instant, their smiles froze on their faces.

Because they saw one less photosphere.

This means not only that they have to pump again, but also that they are ashamed again.

"Who the hell? Get out of me!"

The lungs of the negative sword men's lungs exploded, and the sword screamed out, making everyone pale and backward.

The remaining ninth-level powerhouses did not explode, but also reached the edge of the runaway.

It's so annoying. In a blink of an eye, there is no treasure again. Who can not be angry when changed?

Just because they were helpless, they didn't even know when the treasure was missing, how could they find someone who stole the treasure?

"Sorry, all blame me." The old man in Jinpao was ashamed, and he was very embarrassed to drill in.

This matter was wrong with him. Unless he closed the spirits and eyes of these people, Lingxian would have no chance.

"If I weren't sure you didn't do it on purpose, I would doubt whether you were the thief."

The old man in white had cold eyes, and the others did not look well.

In this regard, the old man in Jinpao could only smile bitterly.

He had just blinded everyone's perception, and the treasure disappeared, and anyone who changed would doubt it.

At this moment, the old man in Jinpao sighed and said, "Well, I don't need it anymore, you can share it."

It was said that everyone's faces were alleviated a little, knowing that the old man in golden robes atoned in this way.

Therefore, they are not polite nor dare to be polite.

Ling Xian's method is too weird. Who can guarantee that the treasure will not disappear after a while? In case ten light **** are missing, they are tragedy.

Right now, those who got the red lottery shot one after another and each got a treasure.

At this point, the war of treasure hunts came to an end, and Ling Xian became the biggest winner.