The Mightiest Little Peasant

"Yes! It's really real gold!"

"A big piece!"

The elders exclaimed in horror.

Then, their breathing became a little quicker, and the gaze that looked at the treasure became hot and greedy.

Make real gold!

Once they made the treasures of Taoism and Taoism, they made the ancient super-killer of Taoism Megatron, the forged Shenzhou, forged by this forged real gold.

This material is also one of the famous gods in ancient times.

And like the God of Creation, this method of refining genuine gold has long since been lost and has become a legend.

Nowadays, there are not many treasures made of real gold forged in the chemical gate, but only a few are kept in the gate of chemical fortune. Occasionally, someone will get a piece of it from the fortune.

However, in the past it was not big, and the biggest one was alone, and this one was almost one foot high.

In ancient times, a small piece of real gold was worth a lot, not to mention such a big piece, the value is simply incalculable!

"It's actually real gold!"

"This is one of several supreme gods of Qidao!"

The rest of the eldest son is also moving.

They are clearly known for the name of real gold.

Even if they are accustomed to many treasures, in the face of such a large piece of real gold, they can't help but envy.

This real gold can not only be used to refine the hijacking device, but also can be used to strengthen its own immortal palace, making the power of the immortal palace even higher.

"This guy is lucky!"

Tang Hao was surprised, and then whispered.

He has a dark and old memory. He naturally knows this real gold, and he is proficient in the device, long ago, he has vaguely seen the description of this real gold on some ancient books.

It is said that this true gold is the ancestor of the Tao of Taoism. With supreme wisdom, it merges countless rare gold and iron ores, and is the supreme god material forged by the secret method.

The robbery forged with this real gold is extremely powerful, and the most representative one is the famous ancient Shenzhou.

"This real gold should be similar to the material of the Jiulong Coffin of Chang Liuxian!"

Tang Hao touched it.

The Jiulong God Coffin is a divine thing. It comes from a supreme hand. The material is naturally not bad. What is the specific thing, Tang Hao is not very clear, but compared with this real gold, it should be between Bozhong and Zhongzhong.

Both should have their own merits and demerits, and they are both the top talents in the world.

"Hahaha! Good piece of real gold!"

The Taixu son laughed loudly, his eyes showing ecstasy, "In ancient times, this creation of real gold was the same as my Taixu's Taixu god iron, and even more wonderful. I already had a god iron and forged the natal celestial palace. Now, if I get this real gold again, the combination of the two gods will definitely add a little more power to my fairy house."

With that, he grabbed his hand, grabbed the real piece of gold, and collected it in his pocket.

"Pity!"

Zuohuazi and others immediately sighed and felt sorry.

"You're in luck! Go away, let me try!"

A figure fell in mid-air, and some impatiently rushed towards the vain son.

This person is the son of the god curse heaven!

At the moment, he was a little anxious. This guy who was too vain was so lucky that he got such a large piece of real gold at once, and it would soon spread throughout thirty-three days. If he got something bad, wouldn’t he lose his mind Curse face.

This will not work!

He can't lose to Tianxutian!

He gritted his teeth, held his breath, desperately urged the ring, spit out a torrent of treasures, and poured into the chemical gate.

"God bless! Bless the ancestor!"

He still has words in his mouth.

However, the so-called ancestor in his mouth did not seem to bless him this time. After casting the treasure, the door quickly responded. A treasure rushed out and looked at it, but it was an Guqin.

The whole body is blue, the Shenhua is flowing, and there is a dragon soul lingering, giving a deep sound of dragon chant, shaking the Quartet.

This is undoubtedly an emperor weapon!

"Oh shit!"

After seeing clearly, the face of the god curse changed, and he could not help but yell.

"Emperor! It's emperor again! Or a broken piano! What's the use of this broken piano!"

He grabbed the guqin and looked around. There was a urge to smash it.

Emperor tools, he is not missing, what is missing is a better treasure.

An uproar broke out in the crowd around.

Everyone was a little speechless, but it was an emperor's weapon, a precious treasure in their eyes, but in the eyes of such a grandson, it seemed worthless.

"Immortal! Really immense!"

The god curse murmured for a while, then he put away the guqin and retreated to the side.

The next one is the eldest son of Suzakushin, a woman with a graceful figure who can't see her face clearly.

She raised her hand, and the endless treasure came out.

clang!

The bell rang, and a treasure light leaped out of the door and fell in front of her.

It was a medicine bottle, and when she opened the cap and looked at it, she giggled, and seemed to be very happy.

"Thank you!"

She bowed to the chequered side and thanked her, but with a little toes, she jumped up and returned to midair.

Everyone is a little curious, what kind of treasure is that in the medicine bottle?

But this person does not say, they have no way of knowing, the only thing that can be sure is that what makes her so happy is definitely a great ancient magic pill.

"Could it be a magical elixir?"

"Not necessarily, the ancient Dao Dao Dao Dao is very powerful. There are many Shen Dao births, not only one Dao Dao Da, but many others."

Everyone whispered.

After this Suzakusuke's son, the remaining twelve eldest sons took turns to appear, all of them invested countless treasures, but the fortunes were different, some were like the vain son, the Suzaku son, the harvest was huge, and some were like the god. The curse is average, not worth the loss.

"it's finally over!"

When the last grandson passed, the square was boiling.

A group of disciples eagerly talked about the treasures that had just been born, and were excited.

The crowd began to disperse.

Although there are still a group of miscellaneous disciples who did not play, in the eyes of the disciples, this ceremony is over.

A group of miscellaneous servants, cultivated to a low level, how much savings they can have, even if they are lucky, they will not surpass the formal disciples of this door.

"It's finally our turn!"

"Blessed ancestors!"

A group of handy disciples rushed forward, both excited and uneasy.

"I'll come first!"

A handy disciple grabbed the head, carefully took out a storage bag, and opened it.

A crystal light rushed out into the gate.

However, compared with the previous disciples, this is really pitiful. Those disciples are like a torrent of water, like a river pouring, and now this spar is like a stream of small streams.

It was only ten seconds, and it was bottomed out.

"Haha! It's just such a thing, so sorry to go up?"

"It's too cold!"

Some disciples haven't left yet. When they saw this scene, they couldn't help laughing.

The bell rang, and a glory rushed out of the door, and when it came to it, it fell directly and made a cry.

The disciples all around looked closely, then laughed loudly, with a sneering expression on their faces.