The red light in his eyes grew stronger and stronger, and the bloodlines of the four races were running at the same time in his body.

Under his feet, the shadow of a long river appeared, and there was a bridge on the river, which was his real bridge.

At this moment, Ning Fan has used all his strength to survive the seventeenth breath no matter what!

It was obviously his last breath, but it felt like a long reincarnation to Ning Fan.

The eighteenth breath!

The phantoms of the nine mountains and eight seas all disappeared.

The ladder to heaven, the altar, and the copper box were transformed again.

Above the altar, the shadows of the mountains and seas of Daoman Mountain also appeared, and for the first time there was a look of satisfaction on his face, which was neither sad nor happy.

"You are very good. With my order from Dao Manshan, I allow you to take one of my many relics in exchange."

This is...a gift from the saint!

"He actually passed the first level of Dao barbarism with less cultivation than the Eternal Immortal Lord!" The fourth generation barbarian god gritted his silver teeth.

Once you pass the first level of Daoman, you will be eligible to take one of the relics from Daoman Mountain.

Will this boy choose the sacred object of the Daoman clan...

Never! She would rather die tens of millions of times than see her clan's sacred objects dishonored and fall into the hands of the Tai Cang Tribulation Spirit.

While the fourth generation of barbarian gods were struggling in their hearts, Ning Fan frequently gasped and felt dizzy.

The copper boxes in the sky opened on their own one by one, revealing the treasures hidden inside, as well as the shadows of the mountains and seas of Daoman Mountain, which were introduced to Ning Fan one by one.

Ning Fan, on the other hand, had already climbed onto the altar and was listening to Dao Manshan's introduction.

"When I pacified the ten kingdoms and established the ancient barbarian world, I took the eyes of the quasi-sages of the ten kingdoms and refined a treasure, which was called the [Dian Dzi Bead]. Although this bead is only an innate grade, if the blood of a saint is sacrificed to it, it will

This can increase the power of this pearl tenfold, even a saint can be slightly injured..."

It's actually a magic weapon that can even hurt a saint! Isn't this magic weapon invincible to a saint?

"When I traveled to the immortal realms, I once got a piece of Ganoderma lucidum. If you are a saint, it is useless if you take it. If you are a saint, if you take it and you will not die, you can directly have the cultivation level of a quasi-sage!"

He turned out to be a quasi-saint after taking the elixir!

"This unnamed ancient scroll was written by a certain ancient Immortal Emperor. I don't know the words in it, but it seems to record some kind of mysterious magical power..."

It turned out to be a secret scroll of magical powers left behind by a certain ancient Immortal Emperor!

"This puppet was accidentally obtained by me when I was traveling in the wilderness. This puppet... has almost the strength of the Eight Tribulations Immortal Emperor. It is not very powerful. It is still okay to keep it to guard the cave..."

It turned out to be the puppet of the Immortal Emperor who had reached the eighth calamity level in eternity!

Even though he was used to seeing good things, Ning Fan still felt that his eyes were opened at this moment.

Compared with the relics in Daoman Mountain, the genius treasures he has seen in his life are not worth mentioning at all.

Any item here is enough to trigger a frenzy of looting from the four-day old monster. The better these items are, the less Ning Fan knows how to choose.

What should I choose...

Inadvertently, Ning Fan's eyes fell on a certain copper box.

In that copper box, there was a fragment of a magic weapon lying alone.

It seems to be a fragment of a certain shield treasure. The color is dark red, like copper but not copper. The aura is dim. It is very inconspicuous and has no power.

"What is this?" Ning Fan asked, pointing to the fragment of the magic weapon.

"I'm not going to tell you what this thing is. If you like it, you can take it away directly, but you can't take away other things." Dao Manshan replied meaningfully.

Before Ning Fan, three inheritors came to Daoman Mountain, but among the three, no one chose this thing.

Would this boy choose this thing... Dao Manshan shook his head slightly, no matter what Ning Fan chose, he wouldn't care.
Chapter completed!