A Paragon of Wuhun Chapter 2448: The treasure is in hand

The 2448th chapter treasure is in hand

Those flying symbols are much less, but they are still swarming toward the treasure.

Although the treasure has been weakened by 60% to 70%, the remaining 30% to 40% is enough to make people feel shocked!

Chen Feng jumped up into the air and grabbed this thing directly in his hands.

At this time, Chen Feng could also see clearly that this treasure was a ring, about the thickness of his wrist, and the whole body showed a hazy black iron color.

The color of black iron gives people an illusory feeling, and it doesn't seem to be the same as the real thing.

This treasure finally fell into Chen Feng's hands.

Chen Feng closed his eyes, and then he took a deep breath, a fascinating look appeared in his eyes, and muttered: "What a charming martial soul power, what a pure soul power!"

It turned out that after Chen Feng closed his eyes, in his perception, there was nothing in front of him.

Where can I find any bracelets?

Some are just a strong force of martial arts to the extreme!

Furthermore, this piece of martial arts power is pure to the extreme, noble to the extreme, huge to the extreme, and it is no less inferior than his Scarlet Sea Purple Golden Dragon Martial Spirit.

Furthermore, the power of this martial soul is not the same as that of the Chihai Zijinlong.

He is not just a pure martial arts power, but like a medium, with lively and huge power circulating in it.

Although Chen Feng doesn't know what this thing is, he knows very well that this thing is definitely related to Wuhun.

Furthermore, it is very possible to make one's martial soul further.

However, I am afraid that Chen Feng would never think of the specific effect of this thing!

The magic of this thing is far beyond his imagination.

Chen Feng kept the dark iron-colored treasure close to his body, and he was not even willing to put it in the space of the soul.

Only by putting it close to the body, can Chen Feng feel safe enough.

It can be seen how far Chen Feng cherished this treasure.

Then, Chen Feng went around the altar again, trying to see what else was valuable.

However, he found that the altar was already broken.

Except for the giant bronze laurel tree, Chen Feng didn't see anything of value.

Finally, his gaze fell on the giant bronze sacred laurel tree, a slight smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he laughed softly: "The ability to transform moonlight into martial soul power is simply the ultimate in kidney energy." /

"If I have enough ability to control you in the future, it will be of great benefit to my spirit."

"Even if I can't do it, but if I really come to the country of Qingqiu and offer them this bronze laurel tree, they should be quite happy!"

"After all, such a huge bronze laurel sacred tree, I'm afraid it is rare in the country of Qingqiu."

Speaking, Chen Feng came before the giant bronze laurel tree, and then took a deep breath.

In the next moment, Chen Feng's soul-man space was directly released, directly covering the giant bronze laurel sacred tree.

Then, the next moment, when Chen Feng came to the soul space, he saw that the bronze laurel sacred tree had appeared here.

However, the root of the bronze laurel tree is still connected to the altar.

At this moment, Chen Feng suddenly moved his brows, and said to the old man next to him: "Old man, you say, can I bring this altar in together?"

"I always feel that the altar in the soul tower is a bit smaller. If you want to sacrifice, if you want to exchange something for the soul servant, the altar seems to be incapable of letting go."

"After all, the tail feathers of the yellow bird and the scales of the snake are so huge, I really can’t let go!"

"I have been thinking about this problem before."

"Hey, don't tell me, it's true." An old man raised his brows and said.

He looked at Chen Feng and sighed: "No one has encountered your situation before. Do you know why?"

Chen Feng smiled slightly: "I probably guessed it."

"You guessed it right." An old man said: "When others are like you, they are only second-rank and third-rank soul sects, and they only have one level of soul-recruiting tower."

"Usually, their strength is not very high, and the treasures they can get for sacrificial exchange are not so big. A small altar is large enough to hold it, so it's like you!"

He sighed and said in an awe-inspiring tone: "The treasures you get, such as snake scales, yellow bird feathers, some eighth-grade and ninth-grade soul sects can't get them!"

"You guy, you are indeed a pervert!"

An old man thought for a moment, and then said softly like Chen Feng: "Chen Feng, you do this like this..."

He gave a whisper.

Chen Feng nodded, pondered for a moment, and then came to the altar.

The next moment, in this soul-man space, the endless soul power gushed out, and then wrapped the giant bronze laurel tree.

After the giant bronze laurel tree was wrapped, the surface suddenly emitted a quite resisting light.

Chen Feng raised his eyebrows lightly: "Oh, he would emit such a resisting light?"

In the next moment, Chen Feng will know why.

This bronze laurel sacred tree is here. I don’t know how many years it has been shrouded in moonlight. It has already possessed spirituality. At this time, it is naturally quite unwilling to include it in the space of the soul.

However, he was unhappy and there was no way, his spirituality was quickly crushed and shattered by the power of the soul.

Then, after the power of the soulman wrapped it, it shook violently.

The root of the bronze laurel tree connected to the altar began to be shaken and cracks appeared, and there was some fragmentation.

Finally, after shaking for two full hours, this giant bronze laurel tree finally got uprooted with a boom~IndoMTL.com~.

Then, he floated directly in the space of the soul, which means that he has completely integrated into the space of the soul.

At this time, Chen Feng felt that his soul-man space had become very heavy, and it seemed that the air had been condensed into iron.

Chen Feng himself felt as if he was stuffed with paste in his mind, which was very uncomfortable and very stagnant.

Chen Feng asked: "Old An, what's the matter with me?"

An old man said in a deep voice: "This is because your soul-man space level is not enough and there are too many things in it."

"If things go on like this, it will even affect the combat effectiveness of your soul-man space."

Chen Feng nodded: "That's it, I don't feel like I can put anything down anymore."

An old man nodded: "This is not an illusion, but it is true. Now unless you increase the level of the soul-man space, you can't let go of anything, including this altar."