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"Actually, thinking about what Senior Yinglang said, I think it makes sense."

Some people thought about it and felt that this proposal was still somewhat appropriate.

Someone from the Hunyuan Ancient Clan said something fair: "If we fight for it, it will be necessary for the magic weapon to self-destruct. No one wants to see someone else's family dominate."

"It's hard to say how many of the one hundred and twenty tribes here will be left. It's also hard to say if other weak tribes or secret races will take advantage of the danger."

The people from the Shuiyi Ancient Clan nodded in approval: "Yes, instead of all being lost, it is better for everyone to compete for financial resources, and everyone can make a profit."

After some words, many people agreed with this truth.

Yinglang nodded. Her purpose was more than that. As the only strong person to end up, what she wanted more was the right to speak.

It no longer matters whether she can get a position in this matter. Everyone will remember her and respect her, thus giving the Yinggou clan a favorable position.

The situation is turbulent, but at least she can give the Yinggou family a safe haven.

"Then, I'll give everyone an hour to think about it, and we'll start in an hour."

Yinglang continued to speak, and everyone returned to the clan to discuss.

What you take here also matters.

In the first round, at least half of the people must be eliminated.

The items taken out are too good, but there will be no good items in the later rounds.

If the things you bring out are too bad and no one takes them, you won't be able to advance.

Everyone is considering and discussing.

Chen Banxian is rushing this way like crazy!

He saw that the other party was going to divide the treasure and had to arrive within an hour.

But the distance was too far, and he couldn't make it in time, so he could only try his best.

"Boom!"

The space immediately cracked open because his speed was too fast.

An hour passed quickly.

As soon as the time came, Ying Lang took out a silver fang from his hand.

"Then...I'll start first."

"This item was left behind by a member of our clan. I believe everyone should know its weight."

"Silver corpse fangs!"

Some of the ancient clan recognized it. As we all know, the Night clan is a zombie clan with Yinggou bloodline.

Zombies are divided into ordinary zombies, bronze zombies, silver zombies, gold zombies, and demons based on their qualifications.

The demon is invisible, just like the Yinggou Corpse Ancestor, the Golden Corpse is already the Optimus Prime of the Yinggou clan, an old monster that dare not move.

The silver corpse is already top-notch, and its material is no less than a clan's sacred object.

This fang is made from the essence of the silver corpse. It has been refined day and night to the point where it is almost indestructible.

"nice one!"

Immediately, some ancient tribe raised their hands: "I, the Underworld tribe, want it!"

They got the fangs and left first.

"It's the Hades."

Some people recognized that this fang was a most sinister thing, and its value to them was greater than ordinary holy objects. When others hesitated, they took it and left.

"What a shame! You're a step too late!"

Some ancient tribesmen cried out in pain. The silver corpse fangs also had a huge effect on them.

Yinglang nodded slowly: "Then, my Night Clan will be waiting for you in the second round."

This is the time to fight for financial resources.

All tribes came up with good things one after another.

From the things inside, you can generally see their determination.

Among them, someone came up with something that was sensational.

"That's a fake heavenly doll!"

"It was brought out by the Fu Zong Ancient Clan."

"Oh my god, that thing...isn't it? You can get this kind of thing, are they so rich?"

The crowd exclaimed as they saw a member of the Fu Zhong Ancient Clan take out an ordinary puppet that was no bigger than a palm.

However, this puppet caused an uproar simply because it had the same aura as Tiandao.

"With this thing in hand, if the Dao of Heaven becomes silent, we can still ensure that the Dao orthodoxy remains."

This was a real good thing, and soon some ancient tribe raised their hands and took it away.

"The atmosphere of the Fu Zhong Ancient Clan!"

They sighed sincerely and left here.

However, something soon caused a stir again.

"Isn't this a sacred object of the Jiang clan?"

They saw that only half of the seal was broken.

A sacred object, a sacred object of a clan, even if it is incomplete, it still has incredible abilities.

For example, the holy objects of the Guangming Clan are invulnerable to all attacks and are basically invincible after being obtained.

In the same situation, or before reaching a certain height, there is no longer any worry about survival.

"As we all know, the Jiang clan was destroyed with the death of Jiang Zu hundreds of years ago, and their clan's sacred objects were shattered by our clan's Lan Zu."

This is a member of the Lan clan, now speaking calmly:

"With this sacred object, there is a 50% chance of attracting Jiang Zu's shadow, which is enough to protect you from worries in the next several realms."

Such a treasure was obviously a weapon they used to compete for Mount Everest, but they gave up using it following the suggestion of Prophet Yinglang.

"Good stuff, my war clan wants it."

One clan voluntarily quit.

Someone recognized him, it was the Zhan clan.

They were named after the battle, and what they valued was not the treasure, but the knowledge of battle in the shadow of the Jiang ancestor of the Jiang clan.

Next, one treasure after another was traded. None of the things left by these ancient tribes on an epoch basis was trash.

Finally, when the round was over, people suddenly realized that sixty people had been decided.

At the end, some races whose treasures were not favored could only take other people's treasures and choose to leave.

Chen Banxian is still on his way here.

He was heartbroken because he wanted those treasures too, but if he was a little slow, he would miss the opportunity and be ruined until his intestines were blue.

"Huh?"

Suddenly, he looked startled. Wasn't that the Nether Clan in front of him who had taken the Night Clan's sacred object?

I saw a group of people flying hurriedly from the distance in front, very fast, for fear of being intercepted by others.

Chen Banxian's heart moved. He lowered his head and started to use his magical powers.

Continuously force out the flying fairy light and the demon-summoning sutra energy to construct a supernatural doll.

On the highest peak, thirty people will be chosen from sixty people.

Yinglang was the first to take action again, taking out a clear black bead the size of a thumb.

The beads are black, but appear to be transparent when exposed to sunlight.

"This is a pure yin orb, which condenses a pure yin path. Everyone should know its function."

Good things only come to the wise.

The Gusigu tribe was a little surprised and confused: "This thing seems to be a pure vaginal principle that can only be condensed at the end of an era?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone immediately started to look at it carefully.

The time when an era is overthrown is also the most dazzling time. Under the reflection of the light, all the ways are condensed.

But it is extremely difficult to preserve a condensed treasure in the great silence. In addition to the courage and terrifying strength to face death, you also need extraordinary luck.

Indispensable.

And the value of this thing is naturally immeasurable.

Soon the ancient tribe from the Cold Land took over and left here.

Such a pure vaginal essence is enough to create a pure vaginal bliss.

Everyone looked at the Gusi clan, but they didn't expect that they didn't take away the pure vaginal essence.

The Gusi clan is a clan of Yin snakes who like Yin energy the most. Having such an orb is enough to make their strength increase by leaps and bounds.

It seems that they have big plans.

Thirty people decided.

The thirty people who left here were not at a loss. The priesthood obtained better treasures than those lost in the first round.

But from now on, the remaining thirty people will lose at least one treasure.

Everyone looked at Yinglang. Everyone was used to her speaking first.

After thinking for a moment, Ying Lang smiled and took off his hairpin from his head.

"This object contains a world with complete laws, and the speed of time is ten to one compared to the outside world."

Everyone looked and saw that there was actually a world inside the hairpin.

In this world, everyone brings out very common things, and this is what everyone lacks the most.

But pay attention to the key points of Prophet Yinglang’s words.

The world of "Complete Laws".

"Time flows ten to one."

This means that with it, your cultivation speed is ten times that of others, and there will be no sequelae!

It’s really tempting. Why do the Night Clan have so many good treasures?

They didn't blink, and their hearts were in huge tangle.

Suddenly there was an explosion in the distance, but no one paid attention, and everyone at home was confused.

…

At this time, the Nether Clan felt a huge chill.

They looked around with vigilance. Just now, a group of unclear figures rushed out and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Where's my knife? My knife is missing!"

A member of the Nether Tribe shouted in fear: "The knife was still in my hand just now!"

"My...my clothes are also missing. They are a very expensive defensive treasure."

"Sorry, sir, the dozen vaginal papers we brought this time are also missing. You will definitely be punished by the superiors if you go back."

They were so anxious that they lost their things.

"Ming Liu, why are you okay?" Someone noticed something was wrong and asked Ming Liu, who was in a daze.

The latter's cheeks were red and he hesitated.

"Why are you okay? Tell me, did you find anything?"

Ming Liu stopped talking and hesitated: "My personal belongings are missing."

"Explain clearly what personal things are. We must find out the clues to such a weird thing."

The captain frowned. He was worried that other unknown ancient tribes would take action.

Everyone looked at him, Ming Liu pursed his lips, and then said slowly: "My bellyband is missing..."

"Dipou? But you are a man...

"Unexpected, Ming Liu..."

Everyone suddenly realized it, and the latter's cheeks turned red: "Don't get me wrong, that is the only thing my ex-girlfriend left to me."

No, now is not the time to ask that.

Suddenly someone was frightened: "Look ahead, everyone, that thing has appeared again."

I saw that the sky in the distance was hazy, like a fairyland in a dream, and some figures were walking towards this side faintly.

"Get out of the way!"

The Captain of the Underworld was so frightened by this strange situation that his scalp was numb. However, as soon as they turned around, the faint things actually appeared behind them.

"There's one behind us too!"

They were so nervous that Ming Liu was trembling all over: "No, it's also on the top of the head."

"No! It's also under our feet, we're surrounded!"

They looked around and saw that there were figures all around, approaching them.

"It must be something weird about the era!"

Ming Liu said fearfully: "After the destruction of the era, there are always things that cannot be explained. This is the weirdness of the era, and it happened to happen to us!"