When Huang Lang and Fang Zhun heard Mo Ran speak loudly, they were so scared that their hands shook, and the teacup in their hands almost fell to the ground.

The two looked at Mo Ran in surprise, not believing in their ears at all.

Huang Lang asked with a bitter face, "Brother, I didn't hear clearly. How much did you just say?"

Mo Ran stretched out a finger and shook it, "Two kinds, each ten thousand."

Huang Lang and Fang Zhun looked at each other, and shook their heads at Mo Ran.

Fang Zhun said, "I said, you should kill us, 10,000 pieces. You are not afraid of the wind blowing your tongue. Who can take out so many Yuan crystals except the Emperor of the Nine Realms in the Tianwu Realm, let alone Yuan Soul. It is already good to have 100 Yuan Souls in Zixiao Sect. That's because of the 100,000 years of Qiling, Senior Qingxuan and others who have been refining the elixir day and night. You open your mouth and think that thing is so worthless."

Huang Lang also nodded and asked, "Brother, you want so many Yuan crystals, why are you doing? Even if you are anxious to practice, it is impossible to refine so many Yuan crystals in such a short time. Yuan stone."

Mo Ran sighed without explaining. He didn't want to tell the story of Jing Lian and the other three for the time being. In addition, Jing Lian and the other three could not agree to him tell the story of the three.

Thinking of this, Mo Ran said, "Forget it, so let me know Zijing to help me collect these Yuan crystals and Yuanpo, I have a repurpose of them."

Seeing that Mo Ran refused to say it, Huang Lang and Fang Zhun didn't ask any further. Heidian glanced at the three of them and asked at the right time: "Brother, what should I do now?"

Mo Ran knew that Heidian was asking about the Nine Demon Soul Grass, and thought for a while and said, "It's only three months now, and it's impossible to get into the country after practicing. Everyone should have a good rest. Brother, Fang Zhun, you two should go to the Blood Swamp Cave and help me monitor Karong just in case. In addition, Xiao Hei and I will deal with the matter here in the Stealing Sky Cave and prepare for the battle with all our might. Three months later, we will meet in Shanren Valley."

"Okay." Fang Zhun was calm and did not have much Fang Xin for Karong's newly acquired subordinate. He immediately said, "There are two of us on the other end of Karong, so don't worry."

Mo Ran always kept a hundred thoughts about Huang Lang and Fang Zhun's work. He nodded and didn't say much, but only reminded him: contact Duoduo, and then the two of them flashed out of the cave of the Stealing Sky.

Mo Ran and Heidian communicated with each other again, ordered him to take care of Yan Xu and others, and then slowly came to Yi Xin's residence.

Bao Long was not dead, there was only one possibility. He was rescued by Yi Xin. Mo Ran knew that Bao Long, who had only the soul, had no ability to hide his breath at all, so he could only stay in Yi Xin's residence.

When he arrived at Yi Xin's cave, Mo Ran entered the secret room.

Bao Long was still recovering his strength in the demon blood red lotus, feeling a breath approaching, and thought it was Yi Xin who had returned, so he hurriedly said, "Deputy Cave Master~"

"Bao Long?"

"Hmm?" Bao Long was stunned when he heard the sound. This was not Yi Xin's voice. When he turned around, he was stunned.

"Mo Ran? How could it be you?" Bao Long was shocked when he saw that Mo Ran, who had almost let his soul go away, appeared in Yi Xin's secret room at this moment, and then the weak soul kept trembling.

Mo Ran smiled evilly and said, "Guardian Bao, I haven't seen you for 60 years. Do you think of Mo?"

"Why are you here?"

Mo Ran called out and said, "I told you that I'm afraid you can't accept it. Now this Stealing Sky Cave is already surnamed Mo."

"What?" Bao Long was shocked when he heard this, and quickly shook his head and said, "This is impossible. The master of Yi Cave is powerful and is the best choice even among the leaders of the seven major forces. How could you?"

Mo Ran smiled indifferently and said, "I don't need to explain this to you. Today I am here to take your life. The soul of the first-level god general is another great tonic. You accept your fate."

As he said that, Mo Ran raised his hand and grabbed Bao Long.

“Wait ~”

Seeing this, Bao Long shouted suddenly and said, "Moran, I have no grudges and grudges with you. As long as you let me go, I will tell you a secret."

"Secret?" Mo Ran listened, stopped and asked in confusion: "What secret? I warn you, if you say half a lie, I won't forgive you."

Bao Long was so scared that he was sweating coldly, and he didn't dare to hide anything. He said, "Master Yi Cave, oh no, Yi Qiu has a treasure, which is hidden in his secret room. This treasure is a king-level artifact, and it seems to be a medium-grade one."

"What? A magic weapon of the middle grade of the king's rank?" Mo Ran was shocked when he heard this and said to himself: This Yi Qiu really has many treasures, even a mid-grade treasure of the king's rank, but it's not right. Since he has such a treasure, why didn't he take it out just now, but he gave up the Fang Tian Seal and ran away." Mo Ran frowned and thought, then said in a deep voice: "Bao Long, what you said seriously?"

"Take it seriously, every sentence is true." Bao Long lit his little head, reaching the extreme sincerity.

After hearing this, Mo Ran grabbed his soul and stared coldly, "Come with me. If I find that you are telling a lie, I don't mind taking your life on the spot."

Bao Long looked at Mo Ran in fear and said, "No, no."

"Follow me."

Mo Ran snorted coldly, shook his body away, and quickly left Yi Xin's cave with Bao Long's soul.

After flying in the air for a while, Mo Ran came to the cave of the Stealing Heaven. He had long wanted to see what Yi Qiu's secret room looked like. When he opened the door of the secret room and went in, he saw that there was nothing inside except a box more than seven feet long.

Mo Ran was really surprised that the secret room of a cave master was so simple, but then he understood it a little. After all, no suspicious figures like Yi Qiu would put their treasures on the surface, and they must have left them in the spiritual ring to take them away.

However, why only this box is left here? Mo Ran muttered in his heart and couldn't help but wonder: "Bao Long, where is the treasure you are talking about?"

"It's right there." Bao Long said a small box.

"It's it?"

Mo Ran walked forward and looked at the seven-foot box carefully.

The box is seven feet long and made of black iron, with no trace of color flowing out on it. It is extremely ordinary. There is an exquisite small lock in the middle of the box that locks the lid and the box body tightly. The entire box body is covered with rust, which looks like an antique.

Mo Ran was a little disbelief, looked at Bao Long and asked, "The middle-grade magic weapon you mentioned in the king level is inside?"

Bao Long shook his head and replied, "No, this box is a mid-grade magical artifact of the king level. As for the things inside, even Yi Qiu didn't figure it out."

"Well? This is a middle-grade magic weapon in the king's rank." Mo Ran looked at the unpretentious box in surprise when he heard this.

Any artifact will fluctuate its vitality, and those with higher grades will even have waves of pressure coming. This is well known to people in the Tianwu Realm. But at present, this box is not even the most ordinary vital energy, so it is impossible to believe that this box is actually a middle-grade magic weapon in the king level.

Seeing Mo Ran having some suspicion, Bao Long hurriedly said, "This box is indeed a magical artifact of the king-level middle-grade. Yi Qiu had used countless methods to try to open it. In the end, even the Fang Tian Seal was used, but it could not shake it at all. So I concluded that this box should at least be a mid-grade king-level middle-grade."

"Even Fang Tian Seal can't shake this box?" Mo Ran couldn't help but be shocked when he heard it.

The Fangtian Seal is a lower-grade magic weapon at the king level. Under the urging of the Yuan power, it can destroy any artifact of the same level. Since this box has not been activated by the Yuan energy, it can withstand the power of the Fangtian Seal. It is naturally not an exaggeration to be called a middle-grade magic weapon at the king level.

Thinking of this, Mo Ran began to look at the seven-foot box.

After pondering for a while, Mo Ran asked, "Why didn't Yi Qiu take him away?"

Bao Long smiled bitterly and said, "I can't take it away at all. This box cannot be placed in the spiritual ring. How could Yi Qiu run around with such a big box?"

"It cannot be put into the spiritual ring. This must be a peerless treasure." Mo Ran thought, and his eyes flashed violently.

After watching for a while, Mo Ran's palms kept dancing, the Green Spin Breaking Body Fist and the Purple Spin Divine Destruction Fist were constantly used. As Bao Long said, he really didn't hurt the box at all.

Gradually, Mo Ran's face became gloomy. In contemplation, Mo Ran took out the Black Flame Knife from the Three Thousand Worlds.

Mo Ran had never doubted the sharpness of the Black Flame Sword. Although Fang Tianyin was a lower-level divine level in the king's rank, his main function was pressure. Compared to the Black Flame Sword with broken gold and silver, it was not a kind of magic weapon at all. If even the Black Flame Sword could not cut off the box, Mo Ran would have no choice.

Thinking of this, Mo Ran gathered all the energy in his body into one place and poured it onto the black flame blade at the same time.

At that time, an elite sharp edge slowly rose from the black flame blade, and the dazzling light suddenly illuminated the entire secret room as bright as white and daylight.

With the support of the three thousand worlds, Mo Ran had the power far beyond his realm. As the sword light stretched, Mo Ran's eyes cold, he shouted loudly, and suddenly slashed towards the seven-foot box.

Suddenly, a white light flashed. The moment the black flame blade touched the box, the unpretentious iron box actually trembled. The rust-covered body of the box was cracked by the power of the knife light, and within a moment, the entire iron box emitted a dull buzz.

The rust shattered with a bang, revealing a colorful treasure box with complex patterns.

At that time, in the secret room, streams of light flashed, with the treasure box as the center, and waves of people's aura spread out.

"What a powerful momentum." Mo Ran was shocked when he felt the momentum emitted by this treasure box. Indeed, this amazing momentum alone was enough to show that the grade of this treasure box was at least a middle-grade grade in the king level, otherwise such an odd image would not have been possible.

Seeing this, Mo Ran couldn't help but become excited. Even if he couldn't open the treasure box now, he knew that being able to pack such a precious treasure box was definitely not an ordinary thing. Since he could get it, he was lucky.

Thinking of this, Mo Ran was not in a hurry to open the treasure box, but when he was about to take back the Black Flame Knife, a powerful suction force suddenly appeared on the treasure box, and directly absorbed the Black Flame Knife on the box body.

"Peng~"
Chapter completed!