"This...this, Huang Tier 1st Grade...!"

"Are you sure it's Huangjie first-grade?"

"Are you kidding me?!"

Zhou Hao collapsed again, but he did not expect that the rank of this sword would be even lower than the one just now!

"What are you making?"

He looked at the jade sword, really speechless.

After that, he kept rummaging through the pile of swords, trying each sword one by one, checking their ranks one by one.

"Yellow Rank Second-Rank Golden Sword..."

"Fifth Grade Yellow Dragon Bone Sword..."

"Yellow-rank third-grade blue front sword..."

"Yellow Tier 1st Grade Black Iron Sword..."

...

After flipping through the pile of swords, Zhou Hao was greatly disappointed. Among the pile of swords, the sword with the highest rank was actually only the fifth-rank yellow sword.

What he originally thought was that the treasures in the Haotian Realm started from the immortal rank, right?

But now, what the **** is this? !

This is absolutely amazing, really hell.

"This bunch of broken swords!"

"Wasting Lao Tzu's expression!"

Zhou Hao suddenly yelled angrily, feeling extremely upset.

A pile of swords was severely overturned by him and fell to the ground, making a harsh sound.

This noisy voice reverberated and amplified in the underground palace, unexpectedly for a long time, as if the underground palace was cursing Zhou Hao.

Behind him, there was a small person with a purple body on a beautiful vase that was tall. He was still watching him pick a sword, but he suddenly became irritable. The little guy was frightened and screamed. Fell into the vase.

"what!"

Zhou Haomeng heard a strange noise behind him, so he turned around hurriedly, and saw a large exquisite vase behind him, with an ancient and luxurious style, which looked like a royal thing.

He looked at the vase. Before he could get closer, he heard the banging sound from the vase, and there was a small and cute "Boom Boom Boom", like some kind of animal. Scream.

"It's this voice!"

Zhou Hao felt a bright heart, and suddenly remembered that this sound was not the sound that echoed in that passage just now?

He was sure that it was this voice!

When I was sitting on Jinshan just now, I heard this voice!

Thinking of this, Zhou Hao put the vase down directly, and then threw a flame into the vase, which immediately illuminated the dark interior of the vase, but it was empty and chattering. How could there be any animals?

No, it's not empty chatter, although there are no strange animals, but there seems to be something dark, it seems not simple.

Zhou Hao's eyes were bright, and a gust of wind rolled out the black object at the bottom of the vase.

At this time, in another corner of the underground palace, in an empty place, suddenly "pounced" and a small cloud of purple smoke appeared. In the purple smoke, a little guy with a purple body appeared. It was the one who was frightened by Zhou Hao. Elf.

After the little guy showed up, panting, he looked as though he was still in shock, he seemed to be really frightened.

"咘叽咘叽~咘叽咘叽~"

The little guy is panting, so cute.

On Zhou Hao's side, the guy was holding a black box very jealously looking at it. The box was black and black. It should be made of a kind of magical wood, rectangular, with delicate and mysterious patterns engraved on it. Is not general.

Moreover, this box seems to still exude a melancholy and dangerous atmosphere, it must be a treasure!

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