A violent vibration came from the vermilion blood coffin, as if a peerless beast was struggling and roaring. After a moment, the coffin returned to peace.

"Lao Jiu, are you awake?" Ye Qiu asked.

"Hehe, I have to say, you kid is really a lucky star." Lao Jiu's voice came from the coffin, with a little joy: "If this quasi-emperor's remnant soul had awakened me, maybe I would have continued to sleep."

Ye Qiu asked again: "Did you swallow the Golden Crow Ancestor?"

"How could it be that fast?" Lao Jiu smiled and said, "This guy was once a half-step emperor. Although he was only a wisp of residual soul left, he used to survive by taking over the body, but his strength had also recovered a lot. It would take some time to completely devour it."

Ye Qiu frowned slightly: "No problem will happen, right?"

"Don't worry!" Lao Jiu laughed: "After entering the coffin, don't think about going out. I remember that back then, I devoured the emperor's soul like eating steamed buns, let alone one and a half-step emperor."

Ye Qiu then breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good."

"By the way, boy," Lao Jiu suddenly lowered his voice: "Do you want treasures?"

"What does it mean?" Ye Qiu looked puzzled.

Lao Jiu said mysteriously: "Many years ago, I came to the Golden Crow tribe and knew that they had an amazing treasure, so they hid it in the Sun God Palace."

"Oh?" Ye Qiu's eyes immediately turned to the Sun God Palace.

The Changmei Zhenren noticed Ye Qiu's eyes, and his eyes turned, and suddenly said to Ning Fan in a low voice: "Xiaofan, your master has cleaned up two quasi-emperors in a row. The battle results are so brilliant. As a disciple, shouldn't you congratulate him?"

"Yes, but I don't know what to say?" Ning Fan said.

"You are stupid, can you flatter me?" said the real person of Changmei: "Hurry up, go and say something nice."

Ning Fan had no choice but to step forward, salute respectfully, and said, "Master is powerful and powerful. The disciples admire him so much that they are full of power. The Golden Crow Ancestor claims to be a thousand years old, but he is vulnerable in front of his master. It's simply..."

Before Ning Fan finished speaking, he saw that Changmei Zhenren had turned into a afterimage and rushed into the Sun God Palace with a "swoosh".

"This old thing..." Ye Qiu looked speechless.

Ning Fan said in surprise: "Master, what is the Taoist priest doing?"

Ye Qiu said angrily: "What else can I do? Of course I'm going to find the treasure!"

"Did he ask you to flatter?"

"Remember, don't listen to him in the future."

"Yes." Ning Fan quickly agreed.

"Let's go in and take a look." Ye Qiu put away the Fengfeng Sword and was about to set off, but Ning Fan pointed at the golden armored guards crawling on the ground and asked, "Master, what should these people do?"

The golden armored guards noticed Ye Qiu looked at them and kowtowed and begged for mercy.

"Sir, please spare me!"

“We are just doing it on orders…”

"Please be kind to you, sir..."

Ye Qiu's eyes were calm and he said, "I have always been clear about my grudges when doing things. I have a grudge and a debt. Don't worry, I won't make things difficult for you."

"Thank you, sir." The golden armored guards kowtowed again.

However, at this moment, Ye Qiu bounced his fingers and a ball of red fire flew out.

In an instant, the fire suddenly surged, turning into a turbulent flame, swallowing up hundreds of golden armored guards.

No screams, no struggle, and not even a single ashes left.

Ning Fan was frightened to see it.

"I won't make things difficult for you, but I won't let you go."

Ye Qiu then said to Ning Fan: "Remember, never be ruthless when dealing with the enemy, otherwise there will be endless troubles."

"Yes." Ning Fan nodded softly.

"Let's go." Ye Qiu took Ning Fan and came to the Sun God Palace in an instant.

Looking up, the palace is still brilliant.

Outside the palace gate are two three-legged statues of golden crows, each ten feet tall, and the whole body is made of red gold, shining brightly in the sun.

"Trump." Ye Qiu broke two golden crow statues casually.

Then, he and Ning Fan entered the palace.

"Old thing, what treasure did you find?" Ye Qiu asked when he entered the door.

"There is no treasure, no treasure, the Golden Crow tribe is just a pauper, little bastard, you go out first, I will calm down for a while." Changmei Zhenren shouted anxiously.

When I was a three-year-old?

Ye Qiu knew Changmei Real Man so well, so he gave Ning Fan a wink, and then the two of them approached quietly.

Soon, I heard the voice of Changmei Zhenren coming from the depths of the palace: "I've got rich, I've really got rich this time."

Ye Qiu and Ning Fan followed the sound and walked through the numerous halls and finally came to a circular hall.

In the middle of the hall, a miniature sun floated, emitting a soft golden light.

The Changmei Zhenren was standing in a corner of the hall, with various rare materials piled up in front of him, including sun fine gold, red flame divine iron, ten thousand-year fire crystal...

Hundreds of kinds.

Each one is the top material for refining divine weapons!

"Little bastard, why are you coming in?" When Changmei Zhenren saw Ye Qiu, he was facing a great enemy and lay directly on the pile of treasures.

"Old thing, didn't you say there are no treasures here? You want to go into seclusion?" Ye Qiu said with a smile.

"You guys go out quickly, I'll go into seclusion when you go out." Changmei Zhenren was looking forward to Ye Qiu going out immediately, and then he could put away all the treasures.

"Look at your unpromising look, I will snatch treasures like you." Ye Qiu looked contemptuous.

Although these treasures are extraordinary, they have not reached the point that they covet.

For weapon refiners, top-level materials are of course valuable, but when the refining methods reach a certain level, they can ignore the quality of the materials.

This is like a top swordsman. After practicing swordsmanship to the pinnacle, there is no need for magical weapons and weapons. A grass or a branch can be used as a sword.

There are also top chefs who can make high-end ingredients after cooking skills reach a certain level, even the simplest vegetables and the simplest cooking techniques.

In short, as long as the training tool is high enough, it can turn decay into magic.

"Old guy, hurry up and put these things away."

After Ye Qiu finished speaking, he looked around and finally found that the walls of the hall were carved with ancient runes, vaguely forming a large formation.

I pondered for a moment.

Ye Qiu flew out a sword energy and instantly broke the formation. Under the tiny sun, there was a golden pool three feet square, with red blood-like liquid flowing in the pool.

"Sun Divine Liquid!" Ye Qiu's eyes were shocked.

This is a legendary magical object, and one drop can transform ordinary monks into pieces.

And here, there is a pool!

"Master, what is this?" Ning Fan asked, pointing to a golden crystal stone the size of a fist at the bottom of the pool.

Ye Qiu looked closely and said in surprise: "Sun God Crystal!"

After the words came, he used his divine thoughts to communicate with the Zhuhong Blood Coffin: "Lao Jiu, are these two treasures you mentioned?"
Chapter completed!