Chapter 458

What is the feeling of 100000 coffins piled together?

Each coffin is incomparably simple and square. There is no pattern decoration on it, which is equivalent to four large iron plates welded together, but polished very smoothly.

From the appearance, he didn't know what the grade of these coffins was. Solomon was the first to go up. He picked up one of the coffins in a trance, then stretched out two tusks in his mouth, took a bite on his wrist, and a blood arrow shot on the coffin.

Solomon's whole body was suddenly petrified. Standing there, he had lost his ability to speak.

Gradually, his face slowly changed color and became more and more red. Finally, his blood seemed to gather in his head, which made him jump up like a madman.

"The best, they are all... The best spirit tools, young master! It's all... Oh, my God! "

Yang Qiu was suddenly ecstatic, and the three hundred blood emperors and Dracula stood up all over. They stared at the coffins, and then rushed up at the same time.

The best spirit weapon!

They didn't know what a terrible treasure this so-called best spirit weapon was before they got it, but now they all got advice from Yang Qiu to defend the best spirit weapon. Obviously, knowing the benefits, they knew too well how exciting it was to have a coffin of the best spirit weapon.

The three hundred blood emperors immediately followed suit. Several guys almost broke their wrists directly, and the blood was sprayed out as if they didn't want money. Then, the three hundred blood emperors stood in place one by one like Solomon, and the saliva at the corners of their mouths flowed down.

Without waiting for Solomon's order, three thousand blood princes rushed up like crazy, and then 30000 blood dukes. They were more excited than the prince and the blood emperor. Several guys with bad hearts even fainted with excitement.

poor!

These 30000 blood Dukes are secretly cultivated by the Habsburg family, so they have not seen the light. They have been hidden in the vampire castle of Romania for many years. Not to mention the coffin, even sleeping can only become bats, which are hung on the wall together.

That feeling is like taking a train in the Spring Festival transportation. Now, they are in the blood demon manor behind the yuxu palace, which is to ascend to the sky step by step, and everyone is assigned to a 300 square meter luxury apartment.

Now the coffin is equivalent to their luxury apartment, and finally the dream luxury Simmons has come.

The best spirit weapon?

God, they are just dukes. They are treated the same as the blood emperor. How can this make them not excited?

Yang Qiu reached out and gently stroked one leg of the Kyushu tripod, looked up at the huge tripod, gently stroked it, and whispered:

"What the hell are you, baby? Can you tell me? "

A very soft and thick force, beyond Yang Qiu's understanding, suddenly poured into his palm from the big tripod, and then into Yang Qiu's body.

Then, the two thousand meter high tripod suddenly narrowed to one meter in diameter.

That force was so powerful that Yang Qiu's hair stood up one by one.

It seems that in his mind, there is suddenly an inexplicable character.

Yang Qiu stood there blankly, completely stupid.

In the eyes of others, it seems that Yang qiuzheng is immersed in the miracle he has just made.

Yang Qiu shook his head ruthlessly, and then looked at the Jiuzhou tripod in horror. After a long time, he carefully put away the tripod that had been restored to its original appearance.

Thirty thousand blood families each put away a coffin. They all have a storage ring. Since Yang Qiu, luxury equipment has been one after another. That feeling is really a feeling that beggars become rich.

When Solomon and Dracula looked at Yang Qiu again, they had a high mountain attitude.

They worked hard to make a coffin. It was really hard. Just collecting materials would cost them unknown money and time, and they would never succeed at one time.

But look at the young master?

In terms of quality, these coffins directly threw their own refined products out of the sky, and in terms of quantity, they were stunned.

100000!

Well, if the blood clan grows three times, you don't have to worry about lying without a coffin.

One person has one coffin, but there are so many left, you can score.

Dracula and Solomon exchanged a look. Both of them made no secret of their naked desire.

Everyone is a blood clan, but we have to separate families.

The current blood clan, those betrayed guys outside, are no longer qualified to inherit the twelve ancient blood god families. Therefore, in the future, whether Dracula or Solomon, he will be the first generation patriarch of a new family!

As a patriarch, how can you have no family background?

"Young master!"

Solomon jumped directly in front of Yang Qiu, with a smile on his face, which was completely inconsistent with the identity of the heirs of the noble Rothschild family.

Solomon's two eyes were bleeding. He stared at Yang Qiu and almost shouted:

"I'm the head of the blood clan. Please...!"

"Impossible!"

Dracula rushed out and roared directly:

"Young master, I suggest that the rest...!"

Before he finished, the three hundred blood emperor rushed up directly, howling and roaring. Yang Qiu was stared at by more than three hundred pairs of blood red eyes, and his whole body was covered with a burst of hair.

He was scared himself.

How terrible it is to refine 100000 of the best spirit tools?

Most of the credit should be counted on the Kyushu tripod, and the rest is the credit of the joint efforts of all blood families.

Yang Qiu, however, just took advantage of their strength.

In fact, his weapon refining methods, although extremely skilled, are still too superficial.

The materials are all the best, and the refining furnace is a divine thing. He has concentrated the power of all blood families. He has already exceeded the Mahayana period and reached the level of immortals. Unexpectedly, what he has refined is only the best spiritual weapon.

In fact, he didn't know that the coffins he refined had an extremely terrible attribute, that is, they evolved with the increase of the strength of the owner.

Seeing that all blood clans were going crazy, Yang Qiu suddenly shouted, and all the blood demons calmed down.

"You can do it yourself."

Yang Qiu left a word, turned and left.

A group of blood demons immediately froze, and they immediately jumped on the remaining 60000 coffins. At this time, twelve powerful breath scared them to stop directly.

Three generations and twelve blood gods of the blood clan appeared collectively.

Griffith giggled and screamed:

"Good grandchildren, you'd better not rob these treasures. Our ancestors will take them for you."

Dekula hid behind Solomon and secretly reached out to hide some coffins, but Griffith grabbed them and hit them on the ground.

Dracula's howl immediately spread far away.