Chapter 1367

"It's time to search for treasures again!"

Rubbing his hands expectantly, Xuan Ming stared at the crimson red silk cloth.

Most of the treasures here are placed randomly, there is neither a special tray nor an array to protect them, and this treasure has a special high platform built for it, so it must be precious.

Xuan Ming is very interested in valuable treasures.

"Qin Ming, why did you make a hole in the wall?" Suddenly, Xuan Ming noticed that behind the high platform, there was a big hole that was as high as one person and as wide as two people, and there were still spots of burnt marks on it.

"Ahem..." Qin Ming waved his hands, "Don't pay attention to these details!"

He can use the eyes of the sky, but he can't control the power of the eyes of the sky at all.

Who told this formation to be too brittle, it would shatter when touched.

Let the power of the sky eye burn a big hole in the wall.

"I'm here to open the treasure, please be careful." Qin Ming walked to the treasure with anticipation, and carefully lifted the crimson silk cloth.

The silk cloth was lifted, and a purple glove appeared in front of everyone, emitting a bright light.

"Artifact?"

Seeing the material of the gloves, Xuan Ming immediately lost interest.

It's just a divine weapon. In this secret realm, there is no shortage of divine weapons at all. He now has a divine weapon, a long sword.

"Let me block the hole, it's so ugly!"

After sweeping the whole room, Xuan Ming felt that there was a big scorched hole which was really an eyesore.

The whole room is very big, even if there are tens of thousands of people standing, it can easily accommodate it.

Each wall here is more than ten feet high and made of hard nine-grade stone, with exquisite patterns carved on it.

And this big hole appeared very abruptly, as if destroying a beautiful work of art, no matter how you look at it, it is an eyesore.

Xuan Ming thought for a while, picked up the red silk cloth Qin Ming had thrown away, and hung it in front of the big cave.

"That's right, it's much more pleasing to the eye."

Clapping his hands, looking at his masterpiece in front of him, Xuan Ming was very satisfied.

"Look around to see if there are other treasures." Xuan Ming ordered to the disciple below.

This place is huge, who knows if there is any treasure hidden in any corner.

Everyone searched for it immediately.

And Qin Ming didn't pay attention to other things at all, all his eyes were attracted by the purple artifact gloves.

"This is no ordinary artifact."

As soon as he stretched out his hand, Qin Ming held the glove, and a cool breath came from the glove.

Stretch your hands into the gloves, they are as soft as jade, and use all your strength to hold them tightly, tightly fitting.

The more he looked at it, the more Qin Ming liked it.

"This is not an ordinary artifact, but a masterpiece among artifacts, which is rare in a hundred years!"

Feeling the joyful power in the glove, Qin Ming instantly understood that this is not an ordinary artifact, but a very rare high-quality artifact in ancient times.

The fighting power of this glove has increased by at least 30%.

"My dear, what should I name you?"

Carefully stroking the jade-like shiny metal on the surface of the glove, Qin Ming thought about it.

"It's called... Wuji!"

"There are no treasures, what a disappointment!" Xuan Ming who was next to him muttered after searching for a while but found nothing.

Qin Ming shook his head, touched the Wuji glove in his hand, it was the most precious treasure to him.

At this moment, a loud voice suddenly sounded outside the door.

"gather!"

Xuan Ming roared in a low voice.

In an instant, everyone surrounded Qin Ming, stood neatly according to their respective positions, held the ice blade tightly in their hands, and stared at the door.

A group of elite martial saints dressed in black rushed in from the outside with a murderous look, and the leader was the strongest martial saint of the scorpion demon force.

And... Qi Wuye.

"Haha...Qin Ming, I'll see where you run this time!" Seeing Qin Ming blocked in the room, Qi Wuye laughed wildly.

All the disciples looked at the nearly two thousand elite martial saints with solemn expressions, feeling uneasy in their hearts.