Chapter 510

"Of the 13, we have nine people, one first, and the other four finally."

Dong Wan'er opened her mouth, and she had just counted the number of prefecture level magic weapons in the air.

Hearing the speech, Ning Xiaolei said with a smile: "take one by means first, those magic weapons are not so easy to take."

The thirteen prefecture level magic weapons are surrounded by bright light, floating in the air, as if there is a great spiritual, not as quiet as the Xuan level magic weapons.

Ning Xiaolei takes a look one by one, and his eyes fall on one of the golden lights.

Through the light, it can be seen that there is a magic weapon like a mirror inside.

The magic weapon of the mirror is the one with the strongest breath among these magic weapons.

"Brother Lei, I've got the Golden Dragon Sword and the Five Dragon Seal in the underground palace of Yanhuang. You can choose first!"

All of a sudden, Zhao Xiaoshu opens his mouth and gives priority to the right to choose.

Without waiting for Ning Xiaolei to speak, Guan Yun said: "I know my strength, and the powerful treasures don't necessarily recognize me, so you pick the strong ones first, hehe."

Ning Xiaolei is stunned and speechless. He can't help looking at the Dong sisters.

"I think that little bowl is good. It's all right."

Dong Xuaner opened her mouth and pointed to a small bowl emitting white light in the air. She didn't choose the mirror.

As for Dong Wan'er, he didn't say anything. He ran straight for a magic weapon in the shape of a square blue handkerchief.

"Well, I've given the mirror to me!"

Ning Xiaolei felt his nose bitterly, and his heart was inexplicably moved.

It's no use saying more. He rushed to the mirror and grabbed it.

But before he could grasp it, the mirror would come to life and turn into light.

"I'm not ashamed to let you run away!"

Ning Xiaolei grins and catches up.

What he didn't expect was that the mirror was extremely flexible, flying fast, and small, so it was not easy to grasp.

At the same time, the rest of the people also choose their favorite magic weapon, want to put them in the bag.

Those magic weapons, like the mirrors pursued by Ning Xiaolei, are very spiritual. They don't want to be caught and run about in the palace.

All the people are chasing the magic weapon of fleeing, showing their own means.

For a moment, this quiet hall is very lively.

"If you can, stop. I promise I won't hit you."

After chasing for a long time, still didn't catch the mirror, Ning Xiaolei breathed.

This is too pit father, want to get a prefecture level magic weapon so difficult?

What he didn't expect was that when he said this, the mirror really stopped and confronted him in the air.

"Well, if you don't run away, I won't be polite."

Ning Xiaolei gave a laugh and flew across.

But he did not grasp the mirror, the mirror first he step, "Shua" to fly to the distance.

"I don't believe it if it's a pitfall."

A trace of anger flashed in his eyes. Ning Xiaolei pinched Jue in his hand, and his body slowly disappeared.

If it's not clear, it's dark. I don't believe I can't take the magic weapon of the mirror.

"Brother Xiaoshu, do you think my stupid brother can grasp the mirror? Why don't you help him! "

Not far away, Xiaoyue holds a red rope magic weapon in her hand and asks Zhao Xiaoshu beside her.

In the hands of Zhao Xiaoshu, there is also a magic weapon for fans. Obviously, they have got the magic weapon they chose.

Not only two people, but the rest also got the magic weapon.

With the help of Zhao Xiaoshu, a medium-term master, it's not too difficult to grasp those magic weapons.

Hearing this, Zhao Xiaoshu shook his head and said with a smile, "I believe Xiaolei can conquer that magic weapon with his ability."