Honghuang: I, who was hidden for eternity, was exposed

"Senior brother, you and I are poor in the west, and there are very few magic weapons in our hands."

"Right now, my six clean bamboos and your guiding god's pillar are not ranked high. It seems that in the ranking of magic weapons, the west probably stops here..."

Hearing this, the receiving sage's face became more and more miserable.

But after all, he reassured:

"Junior Brother, don't be too miserable. You still have the Seven Treasure Tree and the Blessing Divine Pestle in your hand. These two magic weapons are infinitely powerful, so they will naturally be on the list..."

Hearing this, the Zhunti sage nodded, but was still a little depressed.

The receiving saint was also not in a high mood, but he turned his eyes slightly, and then said a Buddha's name:

"Amitabha, Fellow Daoist Burning Lamp, I am the saint who guides and guides the divine banner to line up in front of your Qiankun ruler, are you convinced?"

As soon as these words came out, the whole Great Desolation became quiet again.

Never expected that the saint who has always been compassionate and compassionate, could say such a thing?

Isn't this slapping Taoist Ran Deng in the face?

Taoist Zhunti just slapped Taoist Ran Deng in the face.

The leading Taoist immediately followed.

These two saints in the West are simply two living treasures...

Being ridiculed by these two saints, I don't know if Taoist Ran Deng can bear it.

At this moment, the face of Taoist Ran Deng who was in a remote place completely turned into a liver color.

Looking at the west with hatred, his eyes almost burst into flames.

"These two sluts are really deceiving people..."

The Taoist burning lamp with a pig liver color was furious in his heart, but he could only mutter to himself.

After all, the other party is a saint.

Only the quasi-sage realm, he is far from the opponent of the saint, so he can only swallow his anger.

Soon, the extremely powerful receiving and guiding divine banner in midair disappeared.

The purple and gold gas boiled endlessly again.

The next magic weapon gradually took shape in the air.

It turned out to be a long sword.

At this moment, everyone was a little depressed.

There are too many long sword magic weapons in the prehistoric world.

There are many little-known but extremely powerful long sword magic weapons.

It is understandable not to know this magic weapon.

But those real powers were moved in their hearts.

They recognized whose magic weapon it was.

In midair, there was a gloomy ancient sword.

The body of the sword is covered with diamond-shaped dark lines, which are the figure of Qinglian, and the mysterious seal script "Qingping" is cast on it.

The blade is not straight, the back bone is clearly defined as a line, and its widest point is about half a foot away from the handle.

Then it retracts in an arc, until the blade protrudes outward again and then retracts into a sharp point. The whole body is covered with blue light, giving people the feeling of being as cold as ice and snow, and breaking the hair.

But because of the golden light shining, it is too dazzling.

It caused those weak and weak people to be unable to see the truth.

The voices of everyone's discussion gradually became louder.

But it has never been analyzed what kind of treasure it is.

As the purple air in the sky manifested the avenue words, everyone in the prehistoric world gasped again.

What the hell is this?

It's actually another saint's treasure?

When did the sage magic weapon become so worthless?

Unexpectedly, three magic weapons of saints appeared one after another?

This is too unbelievable, right?

Many people looked at each other in blank dismay, the surprise in their hearts was beyond words.

A great power spoke leisurely:

"Perhaps most of the next magic weapons are saints' magic weapons? After all, other famous magic weapons have also appeared, and it is probably time for the saints to fight their fortunes..."

As soon as the words came out, everyone nodded in approval!

This is true.

Those famous magic weapons in the prehistoric world are also on the list.

Then it may be time for the saints to fight their fortunes.

Everyone looked up at the sky.

The appearance of the sword is still there.

The Dao text is still there:

["No.40 No. 36 Magic Treasure Ranking: Qingping Sword. It belongs to the top-grade innate merit and virtue spirit treasure. The [-]th grade is made of Qinglian lotus leaves. It has a strong meaning of killing. It is a sword of killing. Everything can be cut. Killing does not involve karma. Master: Tongtian!"]

The Tongtian Saint of Biyou Palace on Jinao Island also moved his eyes slightly.

Other people's magic weapons are not ranked as expected, so he is more likely to make fun of them.

In a blink of an eye, it was my turn...

It's really uncomfortable...

What happened to his own Qingping sword, of course, needless to say.

The prestige is even more shocking to the entire prehistoric world.

It is the 36th grade good fortune green lotus leaf.

It has boundless merit in itself.

Such an extremely powerful magic weapon is actually only ranked No. 40 eighth?

It's really a bit of a hell.

The Master Tongtian, who has always watched the excitement without taking too much trouble, also spoke after taking a sip of the fine nectar:

"Fellow Daoist Lantern, this Holy Qingping Sword is still in front of your Qiankun Ruler, are you convinced?"

Chapter 10

As soon as these words came out, the entire prehistoric land suddenly burst into laughter.

This is so much fun...

It seems that Taoist Ran Deng is really sad.

His own talisman ranked 51st, and he was dissatisfied, so he yelled loudly, venting his dissatisfaction in his heart.

What he never expected was that all those ranked above him were magic weapons of saints.

Zhunti's six pure bamboos...

The guiding god's banner...

The sky-reaching Qingping sword...

And the sages asked questions one after another...Ask him to accept or not?

Apparently the saints vented their depression on the head of the lamp.

The sad burning lamp has thus become a punching bag for the saints...

Hearing Tong Tian's words, Daoist Ran Deng almost spit out a mouthful of blood.

His face also completely darkened.

His chest heaved violently, and the hatred in his eyes almost turned into substance.

"Damn Zhunti..."

After all, Zhunti was the first person to tease him.

The hatred for him is naturally the deepest.

Just when all the prehistoric beings laughed out loud.

Yuan Tianzun in Yuxu Palace, and Taishang Laozi in Tushita Palace looked a bit unsightly.

The Qingping Sword of Tongtian Cult Master is only ranked 48th, which naturally makes them feel uncomfortable.

The Three Jewels Ruyi and Panlong Pianguai in their hands come from the same source as the Qingping Sword of the Master Tongtian.

That power can be said to be equal.

The Qingping sword ranks low, so the magic weapon in their hands is naturally not much higher.

This naturally made them feel uncomfortable.

This is far from what they expected.

Sure enough, the No.40 seventh place is Taishang Laozi's Coiling Dragon Yield.

["The No. 40 magic weapon ranking seven: Panlong Bianguai. It belongs to the best innate merit and virtue spirit treasure, the 36th grade good luck green lotus flower, with a strong meaning of killing, it is a killing crutch, everything can be cut, Killing does not involve karma. Master: Your Majesty!"]

Sure enough, as Taishang Laozi thought.

Now that Qingping Sword has appeared, his Panlong Yiguai and Yuanyuan Tianzun's Sanbao Yuruyi are in the same breath, so naturally they are evenly ranked.

The next one I think of is Yuan Tianzun's Sanbao Yuruyi.

With his beard and hair all white, he couldn't help curling his lips and shaking his head at the same time.

Originally according to his idea.

The three magic weapons of the three brothers are themselves transformed by the 36th grade good fortune Qinglian, and they are also blessed with merit.

The ranking should be around twenty, and it is even very likely to be ranked in the top twenty.

Now they are all at the 47th place, which is barely better than the Qiankun Ruler of the Lantern Taoist.

Such a ranking really made him unsatisfied.

A slight smile flashed in the eyes of some old urchins, Taishang Laozi:

"Lantern, how about it?"

Although this sentence is short, it also resounds through the prehistoric.

This time the prehistoric creatures, although there was no roar of laughter.

But they all smiled lightly.

Daoist Burning Lamp is too miserable, right?

So he became a punching bag for the saints?

First the Taoist Zhunti, then the Taoist Receptionist, then Tongtian, and now the Taishang Laozi...

Every saint used the burning lamp as a punching bag.

How can this not be sad?

Hearing this, Daoist Ran Deng's body trembled suddenly.

These saints between heaven and earth are really deceiving people too much.

Could it be that they really regarded him as a soft persimmon?

But he finally took a deep breath to suppress the boundless anger.